Mu Zhanfeng's final swift and powerful attack was so fast that many spectators did not react until Mei Lian disappeared for a while.
"Big victory!"
"Very good!"
"In this battle between the Saint Sons, our Profound Sky Continent has truly won a great victory!"
The geniuses occupying the top five positions were all extremely outstanding, and they swept away the saints of the Holy Xuan Continent without hesitation.
After the fifth place, the geniuses of the Profound Tian Continent also competed fiercely.
The unyielding and persistent spirit of the top five geniuses infected everyone else. Although the rest of the people knew they would not be among the top five, they also worked hard to move forward...
Only the disciples of the Holy Pagoda felt empty in their hearts.
Especially Yuan Haomiao. When he entered the Holy Land, he never thought that he would be such a useless person...
After he was defeated by Jing Hang, he was defeated miserably.
He had always proudly believed that only Lou Qianxue could defeat him.
However, Jian Wushuang, who ranked second, defeated Murong Yi, who was more powerful than Jing Hang.
Prince Yu, who ranked third, defeated Jing Hang, whom he could not defeat.
Even if he reached the top in his prime, I'm afraid... he would only be fourth at best.
Yuan Haomiao closed his eyes, his mind filled with complicated thoughts. During this trip to the holy land, some of his beliefs seemed to have collapsed.
Outside the holy land, all the sect leaders and elders on the viewing platform celebrated wildly after all the saints of Shengxuan Continent were driven out of the holy land.
“When I saw them, I seemed to see a brilliant new era about to emerge.”
The leader of Tianshan Sword Sect had an old face and was smiling brightly.
This time, the Tianshan Sword Sect performed very well in the battle for the Holy Son.
"Yes, these kids are much better than we were back then!"
"Especially Lou Qianxue..."
Lou Qianxue...
Even the Enchanting Palace, the Golden Palace, the Dragon Palace, the Xu Family... these first-rate forces that had old grudges against Lou Qianxue, or first-rate peak forces, were secretly planning to reconcile with Lou Qianxue.
The hosts of the Holy Son Contest, the mighty ones in the Holy Tower, were all very silent.
Their eyes were always on the light curtain, but they didn't seem to be looking at it. Instead, they seemed to be thinking about something.
There were even some disputes within the holy tower because of this.
But after a brief dispute, a decision was made in a very short time, led by the will of several strong people among them.
"Everything is in accordance with the original decision."
Some people still refused to give up: "But, the top ten this time are not our Saint Pagoda disciples... Moreover, I see that Lou Qianxue... Not only Lou Qianxue, but all the young people of this class have performed very well. If they are given time, they will definitely be able to..."
"But there's no time."
"… "
There was a moment of silence in the holy tower.
"The decision has been made. If anyone disagrees, feel free to challenge us!"
Someone said cruelly.
There was silence again, and no more sound was heard.
After all, that was the original decision...
In the holy land.
On the mountain peak.
It was very peaceful at the top of the mountain. On the first five white jade chairs, people were silently comprehending and practicing. It seemed very cold and lonely.
And it was very lively below.
The top five places have been decided, but sixth to tenth places have not yet.
Many people are fighting for these rankings!
As long as one can sit on the white jade chair and get a rank, he will be considered as the Son of God. Even if he is at the last place, it is an honor for many people!
That's all for today, see you tomorrow~
(End of this chapter)