Inside the challenge hall of the Golden Dragon Palace. Many people gathered. Most of these people are famous and powerful. After Xia Yan entered the challenge hall, he glanced at everyone present. He had never met most of them.
"Master?!"
Xia Yan saw that Liu Yun was also in the crowd, talking in a low voice with several people around him. Seeing Liu Yun, Xia Yan was naturally happy in his heart. After parting with Liu Yun last time, it has been more than a year since he saw Liu Yun.
When Xia Yan came in, the originally noisy hall became quiet in an instant, and everyone looked at him in unison. Immediately behind Xia Yan was a blue-robed man wearing a golden mask, who was the leader of Fengying, Yu Qingyuan.
Xia Yan walked up to Liu Yun, looked at Liu Yun and saluted, "Master, why are you here too?!"
The few people near Liu Yun all looked at Liu Yun with some envy in their eyes. The current Xia Yan is a famous figure in the world. Although Liu Yun is the dean of Ziye College, compared with Xia Yan's current status, Liu Yun is far behind. But when Xia Yan saw Liu Yun, he was still very polite and respectful.
"Knowing that you are going to compete for the master of the Ziyue City Temple today, of course I want to take a look. Xia Yan, be careful!" Liu Yun smiled, took two steps forward, reached Xia Yan's side, and stretched out his hand He patted Xia Yan on the shoulder twice, feeling very happy in his heart.
Liu Yun took Xia Yan as his apprentice back then. Although he knew that Xia Yan was very talented and must have made great achievements, he never thought that Xia Yan would be able to make it this far, making the eyes of the strong in the entire continent focus on him. .
"I know, Master!" Xia Yan's eyes flashed, and he turned suddenly.
He saw, behind him on the left, a person was looking at him with a sharp gaze. The man looked forty-five years old, wore a yellow robe, and had a cold face.
"This person, could it be that Song Yuqi who is about to compete with me?!" Xia Yan's eyes were fixed, and he did not avoid looking directly at the man in yellow robe. The missing spark.
"He didn't hold a weapon in his hand. It seems that he really has the divine weapon Thunder Sword. After the divine weapon recognizes its owner, it can be integrated with the practitioner's body." Xia Yan thought to himself.
While thinking in Xia Yan's mind, Song Yuqi also had thoughts in his mind.
"Xia Yan is only seventeen years old, so young, but he has ridiculous strength. The deputy suzerain and elder of Dongji are both peak spiritual sects. Even the nine of them can't kill Xia Yan. This Xia Yan is really It's no small matter!" Song Yuqi has been in the mainland for so many years, and he would never underestimate his enemies or opponents, otherwise he might not be alive today.
Although he acted arrogantly in front of Wang Huayu, deep down in his heart, he didn't actually have any intention of belittling Xia Yan.
"This is Xia Yan!"
"Sure enough, he is very young. It is said that he is only seventeen years old, and he can compete with Song Yuqi for the position of Lord of the Temple of Ziyue City!"
"The Holy Emperor thinks highly of him. At the Holy Land meeting the day before yesterday, the Holy Emperor spoke for him!"
A few junior spirit sects standing in a remote corner quietly watched Xia Yan and discussed.
"You say, who can win this contest?!" A middle-aged man in his forties, his eyes flashed. He lowered his voice and said to the few people around him.
"I think Song Yuqi is stronger. Xia Yancai is in the middle stage of the Lingzong realm. Although he is strong, he may not have a chance of winning against Song Yuqi!" A tall cultivator pondered.
"That's right, Xia Yan's realm is a little bit worse! The mid-term Lingzong and the late Lingzong... tsk tsk..." Another white-clothed cultivator nodded, agreeing with the tall cultivator's words.
These low-strength practitioners have just arrived in the holy city, so they don't know about Xia Yan's battle with a group of people in the East pole under the holy mountain. Of course, maybe they don't even know that the East Pole is making a comeback.
"Xia Yan!"
At this time, a few more people walked in from outside the challenge hall and called out Xia Yan's name. Xia Yan turned his gaze and saw that it was Ye Lao and others from Tiangong.
Ye Lao, Liu Xunguan, Zhang Xunguan, Jian Xunguan, and General Manager Mao, there are five people in total!
"Ye Lao, why are you here too?!" Xia Yan was stunned for a moment, and hurried forward with a smile and said.
"Hehe, you are competing with others in the Golden Dragon Palace today, so we naturally want to come and see." Ye Lao stepped forward, said with a smile, and suddenly lowered his voice and whispered in Xia Yan's ear, "Actually, all Tiangong Practitioners, all want to come down the mountain to watch you compete, but I don't allow it."
Although the existence of Tiangong is not a big secret, Tiangong is not an open existence either. Therefore, Ye Lao and the others did not want the Tiangong practitioners to make too much noise.
Even among the cultivators present at this time, there are some of them. They don't know much about Tiangong, most of them just heard about it. Most of these people have no chance to go to the Holy Mountain, let alone enter the Heavenly Palace.
"Well, I know what the brothers are thinking." Xia Yan nodded and smiled.
"Xia Yan, try to defeat that Song Yuqi!" Liu Xunzhan smiled and said to Xia Yan.
"Hmph! Ridiculous! Overthinking one's abilities!"
As soon as Liu Xunguan finished speaking, Song Yuqi, who was standing at the left rear, sneered and said disdainfully.
Liu Xunzhan and others looked at Song Yuqi in Huang Yi, but said nothing, and then had a brief conversation with Xia Yan, and then found a place to stand still.
"Hush..."
At this time, there was a 'boo' sound from the crowd, "The Holy Emperor is here!"
After booing, one person shouted something in a low voice. Although the voice was not loud, everyone present could hear it clearly. Everyone was silent and looked at the door of the challenge hall in unison.
Sure enough, the Holy Emperor, wearing a yellow robe, appeared in everyone's sight. The Holy Emperor walked in slowly, swept his gaze, and finally fell on Xia Yan, and nodded slightly to Xia Yan.
"I have seen the Holy Emperor!"
The Twelve Deacons of the Holy Land. Some cultivators who had seen the Holy Emperor all saluted and greeted in unison.
Those cultivators who had never met the Holy Emperor were a little dazed. The feeling they had when they saw the Holy Emperor for the first time was enough to make them unable to recover for the time being.
There are really not many people who do not lose their spirits when they see the Holy Emperor for the first time. Even the strong of the Spiritual Sect will be shocked by the natural emanation from the Holy Emperor. The Holy Emperor appeared, as if the Holy Emperor was the only one in this entire space. that feeling. It's hard to put into words. A strong man in the realm of the Linghuang is not something the Lingzong can match.
"Today, Xia Yan and Song Yuqi competed for the position of the Lord of the Ziyue City Temple. The winner of the competition will automatically become the Master of the Ziyue City Temple." The indifferent voice of the Holy Emperor resounded in the entire hall.
"It's almost time, let's start the competition now!" The Holy Emperor changed the subject abruptly, looked at Song Yuqi, and said, "In today's competition, neither side is allowed to use the power of gold to temporarily enhance the strength. If Use, I will shoot!"
The Holy Emperor's voice was suddenly severe, and many people couldn't help but tremble.
"Xia Yan, Song Yuqi, you can go to the arena!" The Holy Emperor looked at Xia Yan and Song Yuqi, "I will use spiritual power to block the surrounding area of the arena, so you can use martial arts at will without worrying about causing damage to the Golden Dragon Palace. !"
As soon as the Holy Emperor waved his hand, a wave of spiritual power spread in the space. Although the majestic and thick spiritual power did not attack anyone, the people present still felt a sense of oppression.
The entire arena was completely enveloped by the Holy Emperor's spiritual power.
Xia Yan and Song Yuqi looked at each other and started walking towards the ring. The arena is not very big, but it is enough for two people to display their own martial arts attacks.
"This Song Yuqi killed Palace Master Mu Yue, I will definitely find an opportunity to kill him soon!" Xia Yan walked, thinking one after another in his mind.
"That Thunder Sword, I don't know how powerful it is." Song Yuqi took the Thunder Sword into his body, and Xia Yan couldn't see the shape of the Thunder Sword. He could only see it when Song Yuqi used the Thunder Sword.
"Thunder Sword. It is suitable for me, I must grab it!" Xia Yan's breath sank, and he stepped out again, entering the ring area.
The five leaders of the five major powers in the Holy City also stood together at this time, looking at the two standing on the ring from time to time.
"Hall Master Wang, with Song Yuqi's attack, he will definitely defeat Xia Yan easily. Hehe, it's time for us to congratulate Hall Master Wang for obtaining Ziyue City in advance!" The head of the Xun family said with a low smile.
"That's right, Hall Master Wang has already acquired Ziyue City!" Patriarch Liang also laughed in a low voice.
"Hmph, Ziyue City is the main city of the mainland, even if Song Yuqi wins and becomes the master of Ziyue City's temple, it has nothing to do with me, Biqingtang." Wang Huayu cursed some old bastards in his heart, and said righteously.
The Holy Emperor is here, and Patriarch Xun and Liang said that Ziyue City was acquired by Wang Huayu, so what would the Holy Emperor think? The reason why the two patriarchs said this at this time is also malicious. Of course Wang Huayu was very clear about their thoughts.
"Hey, Song Yuqi belongs to Hall Master Wang, this... hey..." Patriarch He also interjected.
Although these three people received Wang Huayu's benefits and three bottles of gold power, they still felt a little unwilling. After all, it was a main city, and it was a main city very close to the holy city.
"So... this Song Yuqi is from Biqingtang!" Patriarch Chang also looked surprised, shook his head, and said in admiration, "Biqingtang, there are so many talents!"
Of course Patriarch Chang knew that Song Yuqi belonged to Biqingtang!
"These old bastards!" Wang Huayu secretly hated, his face turned ashen, "Especially these three old bastards, who took my gold power and still tripped me up at this time, it's too abominable!"
Wang Huayu quietly looked at the Holy Emperor, and he was slightly relieved when he saw that the Holy Emperor did not make any special reaction.
"The competition will start soon, let's watch the competition between the two of them!" Wang Huayu looked at the ring, not wanting to entangle with the patriarchs any more on this issue.