Chapter 334

The words fell.

The entire arena instantly boiled over, sending up a huge uproar.

One by one, they were both excited and thrilled.

After all, no one could have imagined the final outcome would be like this!

The winner was not Duanmu Long Que.

It was Meng Zhangqing, who was not favored from the very beginning.

"Sword Intent! To comprehend such a thing at this age, truly a genius of heaven!"

"So the true trump card of the Profound Heaven Sect was not Han Luoyu, but Meng Zhangqing!"

"Truly hidden too deep!"

"With such a monster present, the future of the Profound Heaven Sect is truly unimaginable!"

"Not just a Yipinzong Sect, it feels like it could become a Yifangda Sect second only to the Holy Lands!"

For a moment, opinions were all over the place.

"The Young Master has won first place!"

The Meng clan members were also overjoyed.

To be honest, like most people, they had no hope in their hearts at all, only refusing to admit defeat with their mouths.

However, the Young Master gave them the ultimate surprise.

"Where is the one who said he'd crawl out? Come out quickly!"

At this moment, the clan members held their heads high.

Utterly unyielding.

Ahem, ahem.

Many people quickly turned their heads.

Who dared to admit it?

"Has anyone heard of the Yunshui Meng family?"

Someone couldn't help but ask.

"No, but judging by the cultivation base of these Meng family members, they should be a small family. Who would have thought such a terrifying junior could appear, truly making people envious."

Upon hearing this.

Everyone instantly felt corresponding emotions.

They seemed to already see a powerful aristocratic family about to rise in the Tianling Prefecture Realm!

—

"We won!"

On the high platform, numerous disciples cheered and jumped for joy!

Surprise showed on their faces.

Today was truly full of twists and turns!

Too thrilling!

Who would have thought that Junior Brother Meng, who kept getting byes, was hiding such formidable strength!

Fortunately, there was Junior Brother Meng.

Otherwise, the Profound Heaven Sect's promotion today would definitely have failed!

"The winner, Profound Heaven Sect, Meng Zhangqing!"

The voice of the adjudicator below came.

"Elder Yuan, are you not going to announce it yet?"

Xi Yingqing looked at Yuan Cang and smiled slightly.

"It seems the fortune of the Profound Heaven Sect still remains; even now, such an outstanding disciple can appear."

Yuan Cang said softly.

"All thanks to the protection of our ancestors, it counts for nothing."

Xi Yingqing said.

"The Profound Heaven Sect meets the conditions and may be promoted to Yipinzong."

Yuan Cang took a deep breath and spoke loudly.

The voice was like thunder.

It echoed throughout heaven and earth.

The words ended.

Cheers instantly erupted.

Like a tide, continuous and unending.

Filling every region of the Profound Heaven Sect.

From now on, within the Tianling Prefecture Realm, there will no longer be four powers standing in balance, only one dominating!

That is the Profound Heaven Sect!

Whoosh!

A sword light flew upward.

Landing on the high platform.

It was none other than Meng Zhangqing.

Everyone's gaze instantly turned towards him all at once!

"Younger Brother Meng!"

For the first time, all the prodigies' eyes no longer held doubt, but admiration—and reverence!!!

To earn the admiration of prodigies is not hard.

But to earn reverence.

That requires utterly overwhelming power!

And now in their hearts,

Meng Zhangqing had already surpassed even the top prodigies!

Worthy of the legendary title!

That is... the World-Subduing Demon Talent!

"I never expected that a World-Subduing Demon Talent would emerge from the tiny Lingzhou. Have you ever considered joining my Ten Thousand Forms Pavilion?"

Yuan Cang looked at Meng Zhangqing and smiled. "A true Sword King's potential should not be wasted here."

No one had expected Yuan Cang to so directly try to poach him.

"Thank you, Elder, for the invitation, but I'm accustomed to staying here. I have no intention of moving."

Meng Zhangqing did not hesitate.

He was a sentimental man; once he grew used to a place, whether strong or weak, he would never leave lightly.

Unless he had no choice at all.

Hearing Meng Zhangqing's unhesitating reply,

Xi Yingqing and many of the peak masters' faces broke into smiles.

"Hmph, still young, unaware of what the Ten Thousand Forms Pavilion means."

Yuan Cang's expression turned slightly cold as he shook his head.

"Yuan Cang, talking so much—do you not intend to leave Lingzhou?"

Xi Yingqing said.

"Xi Yingqing, you're still as domineering as ever. Does it help?"

Yuan Cang wanted to say more.

But when he met Xi Yingqing's growingly icy gaze, his heart instinctively recoiled.

He could only choose to give up.

Yet as a high-ranking Elder of the Ten Thousand Forms Pavilion, he could not lose face.

So he still maintained his smile.

"By the way, in half a year, the Southern Region's Talent War begins. I hope to see you there... then."

Yuan Cang looked at Meng Zhangqing and spoke softly.