"Today is the second stage of selection. The Soul Sacred Academy has set up a fighting arena. Go and have a look."
"The golden envoy of the Holy King City personally came to supervise the battle, it feels so grand."
"I don't know who can participate in the palace exam in the end?"
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Many practitioners rushed to the Soul Sanctuary to watch the internal election battle.
The internal elections are very strict, with high-level supervision of the sanctuary, and some important heads of ancient tribes coordinating to watch the battle.
For example, Fang Taitian, the owner of the Fang family, and Fang Taiyuan, the second master, all arrived.
The dean of the branch of the Soul Sacred Academy, as well as the Soul Daoists, also solemnly attended.
Of course, the most eye-catching person is naturally the golden ambassador of the Holy King City.
The status of the Holy City is equivalent to the imperial capital.
Everyone who can enter the Holy King City has an extraordinary identity.
Although this golden envoy was a civil official, his cultivation level had reached the sixth stage of the soul, and he was worthy of the title of "Taoist".
Outside the spacious fighting arena, there were already crowded and empty alleys.
The ten disciples who participated in the internal elections are standing in the audience and are already eager to try.
And the forces behind these disciples all came to the scene and supported them in the dark.
For example, Fang Xu, Fang Taitian, and Fang Taiyuan were all sitting on the battle bench. With them sitting on the bench, they were more confident.
Originally, the Yue family also received such treatment.
Unfortunately, Yue Zhengyang was dismissed from the position of elder, and now he can only sit and watch the battle.
Sitting on the battle platform, and sitting on the court, is simply the difference between mud and mud.
"It would be great if you could sit next to the envoy. It's a pity..."
Yue Zhengyang sighed secretly.
Next to the golden ambassador, you can occasionally insert a few words, maybe it can affect the decision of the golden ambassador.
This is like the eunuch next to the emperor, and sometimes even has the right to speak than the minister of the court.
"Huh? This... Isn't this the youngest Zhou?"
Suddenly, the golden envoy stood up and saw Zhou Lao in the crowd.
Zhou Lao and Qin Feng are together, naturally it is for him to suppress the battle.
This battle is too critical, there can be no mistakes, Zhou Lao's appearance, at least to ensure the fairness of the game.
"Older Zhou, I didn't expect you to come to watch the game too, hurry up and sit down."
The golden envoy was very polite and personally stepped forward to greet him.
Seeing this scene, Yue Zhengyang's face was extremely gloomy, and at the same time, he was extremely envious.
However, Zhou Lao's fame and status are not comparable to Yue Zhengyang, and he will not be able to receive this kind of treatment in a hundred years.
"Qin Feng, then I'll go there first. With me watching, you can play with peace of mind."
Old Zhou confessed.
"Yes."
Qin Feng nodded.
"Oh? This is Qin Feng? If I remember correctly, it was Mr. Zhou that you personally recommended him to participate in the competition, right?"
The golden envoy looked at Qin Feng, somewhat surprised.
"He's right."
Old Zhou laughed.
"The person that Mr. Zhou likes is definitely not bad, but I want to take a closer look."
The golden envoy smiled.
"Haha, walk around, we haven't seen each other for many years, so let's talk about the past."
Elder Zhou and the other party greeted each other, and walked to the supervising battle stand together.
It seems that Zhou Lao and this golden envoy also have old friends, at least this is good news for Qin Feng.
"I really don't understand, why would Mr. Zhou value this kid so much? Just because he is Zhou Yixian's younger brother?"
In the Yue family camp, many people were jealous.
"How important is it? Today, Qin Feng must die in my hands."
A cold voice came from deep in the crowd.
Yue Zixiao sat on the chair, expressionless, exuding a terrifying chill.
Everyone in the Yue family retreated a step outward, not daring to approach Yue Zixiao.
"Haha, Zixiao, I have worked hard for you these two days. When you kill Qin Feng and get the qualifications for the palace exam, you are the pride of our Yue family, and my position as the head of the family will be yours sooner or later."
Yue Zhengyang said with a smile.
After two days of brutal and inhumane enlightenment, Yue Zixiao was finally able to get rid of his changes, and his strength increased a lot.
However, in order to gain strength, Yue Zixiao paid three thousand years of life.
After entering the Yuanshen stage, it can generally reach ten thousand years of life, which is known as "Longevity without Borders".
Yue Zixiao lost three thousand years of life in one breath, and the cost was huge.
Therefore, no matter how Yue Zhengyang pleases him now, he always reacts lukewarm or lukewarm.
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"Zi Xiao, I know you blame me for being cruel, but you have to understand that your hard work has finally paid off. Otherwise, in just two days, how can you reach the third stage of the soul?"
"Moreover, didn't you always want to kill Qin Feng? If you didn't pay for these two days, how would you be his opponent?"
Yue Zhengyang preached politely.
"Don't worry, I will kill this guy. You don't need to remind me."
Yue Zixiao said coldly.
"That's good, that's right."
Yue Zhengyang nodded and smiled.
…
Half an hour later, the internal election campaign officially started, presided over by the Soul Daoist.
The rules are very simple. The opponents are drawn by lot and confront each other.
First, the top five are determined, and then based on the performance of these five, the worst performer is eliminated, leaving only four to advance.
Obviously, in this process, there is a certain degree of operability.
Among the top five, those disciples who have no backers, especially casual cultivators, will almost certainly be eliminated.
It was for this reason that Yue Zhengyang wanted to sit on the supervisory bench.
It's a pity that it is Lao Zhou who sits on the supervisory seat now, and it is Qin Feng's side.
"In the first group of contests, Yue Zixiao played against Ye Lingyu."
The soul Taoist shouted loudly.
"Yue Zixiao is only the second-order of the primordial soul, and Ye Lingyu seems to be the same? The strength is very average, and the roosters peck each other.
"The ones who are really interesting are Fang Xu, Meng Yifan, and Qin Feng."
Hearing the list of the first group duel, many onlookers were not too cold.
In everyone's impression, neither Yue Zixiao nor Ye Lingyu are considered favorites to win the championship.
"Yue Zixiao is my opponent? Maybe there is a play."
Ye Lingyu was secretly happy.
"Senior Brother Ye, be careful, this guy may not be easy to deal with. When necessary, he will abstain."
Just as Ye Lingyu was about to debut, Qin Feng passed on an idea to him.
Ye Lingyu was stunned, looked at Qin Feng from a distance, and muttered in his heart: "Don't cheer on me, your kid, do you still have aspirations? Still not a brother
Ye Lingyu didn't think much, and quickly walked into the fighting arena.
Opposite him, an icy breath came in like a tide, which made people shudder.
There was a sneer at the corner of Yue Zixiao's mouth, and he looked at Ye Lingyu, "You and Qin Feng have a good relationship? Very good. I didn't meet him in the first round, so I will use you to practice hands."
"Take me to practice?"
Ye Lingyu's cheek twitched.
He thought to himself that he met Yue Zixiao and had a chance to advance to the next round.
Unexpectedly, the other party's tone was so mad that he actually wanted to practice his hands, which made Ye Lingyu very upset.
"Xuanzong Heaven and Earth, Wan Qi Bengen..."
Following the silent recitation of a mantra, a sacred golden light exaggerated the entire battlefield.