Seeing Ling Jie's deep shock and the collapse of his faith, Hua Minghai felt a little sorry and comforted him, "You don't have to be so pessimistic. I have also seen Boss Yun's strength. Although he can't beat those perverts of Phoenix Sect, he can still deal with the other five countries... Yeah, yeah, one person can beat ten people! With the identity of a Blue Wind Mystic, fighting ten alone, how impressive! What a shock! Blue Wind Country will also be greatly impressive from this! Boss Yun's name will resound throughout the seven countries and be famous all over the world! And you... yeah, and I, will be witnesses of all this!"

After Hua Minghai said this, Ling Jie was immediately refreshed and felt relieved. He nodded vigorously: "Yes! Yes! Brother Hua, you are right! Boss, you must keep up the good work... Ah! Thinking about the fact that you are going to defeat ten people by yourself, and slap the faces of all those who look down on Cang Feng... I am so excited that I can hardly control myself!"

"Yeah! This is the right emotion." Hua Minghai nodded in satisfaction, then looked towards the arena, his eyes also becoming heavy...

The process and result of the game are minor matters...

But how are you going to solve the problem of you having the blood of the Phoenix? You came to participate in this ranking battle specifically, probably for the blood issue...

"By the way, Brother Hua, are you really called 'Yan Xiaohua'? Why do I always feel that your name... seems fake?"

Hua Minghai turned around, stared at Ling Jie, and said seriously: "I didn't expect... you are still a little bit smart."

Soon, the nine participants of the Phoenix Divine Sect had completed the test. Except for the first one, Feng Feibai, who was at the fifth level of the Emperor Profound Realm, the other eight

They are all at the sixth level of the Emperor Profound Realm.

The tenth person from the Phoenix Sect also stepped forward at this time... His face was calm, with a faint smile, and his brows revealed an innate dignity. His clothes were different from the other nine people. His flaming phoenix clothes were inlaid with dazzling golden phoenix patterns, and the phoenix clothes were inlaid with gold, which was the symbol of the direct heir of the Divine Phoenix royal family.

As he took a step forward, there was finally the first commotion among the seats of the Divine Phoenix Empire, with bursts of exclamations being heard.

"That's... the Fourteenth Prince!"

"Wow! The Fourteenth Prince is actually participating in this ranking competition in person!"

"I heard that the Fourteenth Prince has an extraordinary talent. The other princes, even the Crown Prince, are far inferior to him. It can be said that he is the best of the younger generation of the Phoenix Divine Sect! When he was only ten years old, he had already stepped into the Profound Heaven."

The restless voice drew Yun Che's attention to the man called "the Fourteenth Prince". Although they were both princes, the feeling he gave Yun Che was almost completely different from that of the Thirteenth Prince Feng Xichen. It was a kind of nobility deeply imprinted in his bones and a pride that was not deliberately restrained, as well as a kind of... oppression that penetrated his soul.

This person...

Feng Xiluo——22 years old——Eighth level of the Profound King Realm.

Wow!!!!

The cheers caused by the first nine top talents of the Phoenix Sect could not compare to the uproar of the whole audience at this moment. Not only the profound practitioners of the six countries, but even the profound practitioners of the Divine Phoenix Empire were all stunned at this moment, and they could not believe their eyes at all.

Although the middle stage of Profound King status at around 25 years old was extremely shocking, it was completely acceptable to the people of the Divine Phoenix Empire.

But, a twenty-two-year-old late-stage King Profound Realm… a twenty-two-year-old high-level throne! Even in the Shenhuang Empire, where there are so many masters, it is almost a myth!

Feng Xiluo's eyes were calm, and he smiled calmly, bearing the exclamations and gazes of the audience looking up at him like the Son of God without any ripples. Yun Che's gaze was fixed on him for a while, and his brows were quietly tightened...

This person’s strength... is actually comparable to Feng Chihuo, whom he killed after using all his trump cards and almost risking his life!

Even though Feng Chihuo held a high position in the Phoenix Divine Sect, he was at least a hundred years old... but this Fourteenth Prince was only twenty-two years old!

This was undoubtedly the most terrifying person with the most terrifying talent that Yun Che had ever seen in the Profound Sky Continent.

"Well, it's incredible. The Fourteenth Prince has made another breakthrough." Feng Feiran, the Third Elder of the Phoenix Sect, exclaimed: "Such talent is truly amazing. It seems that the Fourteenth Prince has the potential to become a Tyrant Emperor at the age of forty... In the future, a hundred years later, he will definitely become an Emperor."

“What the Third Elder said is correct. Fourteenth brother’s talent is indeed astounding. It is rare to see such a talent in my Phoenix Divine Sect in a thousand years. As his elder brother, I am ashamed of myself.” Feng Ximing said half with a sigh and half with humility.

Looking at the other princes, some had calm expressions and nodded in agreement... but deep in their eyes, there was a flash of jealousy that they tried hard to hide.

"Not bad." Feng Hengkong, who was always extremely strict and serious with his son, nodded slowly at this time with an appreciative smile on his face.

“Oh, it looks like an incredible genius has appeared in the Phoenix Sect this time.” Ji Qianrou said with a smile, playing with her green fingers.

“Humph! He is only worthy of being called a genius among these seven nations.” Ye Xinghan sneered, then narrowed his eyes, enjoying the friction between the two women. His gaze turned to Feng Xue’er from time to time, with an extremely strong fire of desire burning in the depths of his eyes.

"It's a pity that he doesn't look like the type I like. Otherwise, I could bring him along when I go drinking with Xiao Kong Kong... uh-huh."

Ye Xinghan wisely shut up and refused to talk again.

The ten participating Xuanists from the Phoenix Divine Sect also walked down the Phoenix Stage and entered the preparation area. On the field, Feng Feiyan's heavy voice rang out: "The participating Xuanists from the seven countries have all arrived. Although the Xuanli level is the most important indicator of a Xuanist's strength, it does not fully represent strength! There are tens of billions of Xuanists in the Profound Sky Continent, but there are countless challengers who cross levels! The final ranking of the ranking battle still depends on the true strength of the Xuanists from each country... Moreover, it is the average strength of the top ten Xuanists in a country!"

"The order of going into battle will still be randomly assigned by the Mystic Stone. During the battle, all participating Mystics must not leave the central area, and must not use any banned drugs that can temporarily increase their strength in a short period of time, otherwise they will be directly disqualified from participating in the battle. During the battle, if you fall to the ground for more than ten breaths, faint, admit defeat, or are blasted off the Phoenix Platform, you will be considered defeated. The battle will end when all the participants of a country are defeated. On the Phoenix Platform, you can use any weapons and protective gear, but you are not allowed to use poison or hidden weapons. You can use any strategy and means, no matter how despicable and shameless, because equipment, brains, and adaptability are also the composition of your overall strength!"

"No more unnecessary words, the 39th Seven Nations Ranking Tournament officially begins!!"

Feng Feiyan's voice stirred the whole audience. When the voice fell, he stretched out his hand and a ball of fire fell on the black stone.

A red light suddenly flashed on the black stone, and three dark red characters slowly appeared: Canglan Kingdom.

The first opponent was Canglan Country, which ranked second in the previous session.

"Very good, we will go on the field earlier, so that we can have more time to recover later." All the profound practitioners of Canglan Nation raised their heads and looked towards the Phoenix Platform, with a look of confidence and pride. The Divine Phoenix Empire would not participate in the war of the six nations, so they had no reason to lose to anyone... and only their Canglan Nation was the most qualified to challenge the Divine Phoenix Empire in the end, and then board the Primordial Profound Ark.

"Go ahead."

Ten Canglan Nation mystics flew up and leaped onto the Phoenix Platform at the same time. Each of them had a proud look in their eyes and a strong fighting spirit. At the same time, they also looked towards the Soul Stone, waiting for their first opponent.

"Canglan will win!"

"Any of the other five nations that become my Canglan's opponent will suffer a nightmare!"

"Canglan! Crush your opponent to your heart's content!"

"Wow wow wow wow...Mr. Lianhua is so handsome!"

The loud cheers from Canglan Country were deafening. On the seats of Canglan Country, the expressions of the Canglan Country Lord and the Xuanjie Overlords also changed, becoming expectant and solemn. This was a battle that affected the status and honor of Canglan Country in the next 25 years. They ranked second in the last round. Even though they still had absolute confidence this time, they still had a lot of pressure... Before encountering the final Divine Phoenix Empire, they must not lose!

Soon, the name of another country participating in the first round of the war was also displayed on the black stone.

Blue Wind Nation.

The cheers from the audience paused briefly, and then the atmosphere suddenly changed.

"Oh my god! It's Cang Feng! What the hell is this?"

"I wanted to see Canglan show off his power... but this is just a joke. Anyone who farts can make him fall down."

“Hahahaha! Canglan Country is really lucky. They ran into a soy sauce guy right at the start.”

As soon as Yun Che saw the word "Cang Feng", his eyes narrowed and he jumped up. Immediately, uproars from all directions came from the entire venue.

"Look at that boy coming up. One man facing ten people. Wow, how impressive!"

“Damn it! They’re actually here to fight against the Cangfeng Nation. How fucking boring! Quickly kick this kid named Yun Che out and start the next game right away!”

"You know what, even though this guy is weak, he is really thick-skinned. If it were me, I would definitely not have the guts to confront such a person. I guess this guy will be defeated in three breaths at most."

"Three breaths? It takes three breaths for the top genius of my Canglan country to deal with this kid? He can be killed instantly with just one move! If this kid is smart, he should just surrender obediently. Otherwise... if any genius of my Canglan country hits him a little harder, losing half his life would be the least of his worries."

“Yun Che… Come on! Show them your might!!” There were also sporadic voices cheering for Yun Che in the arena, but these rare and weak voices were instantly drowned out by the tide of voices from Canglan Nation.

“Ah, this is so boring. I was originally planning to have a good and exciting first battle, to show off my power… but it turned out to be this brat.” A Canglan Mystic on the opposite side of Yun Che said angrily. He crossed his arms over his chest, glanced at Yun Che casually, and then he didn’t bother to look at him a second time.

The attitudes of the other nine profound practitioners were roughly the same. Some of them even didn’t even look at Yun Che straight in the eye after he came on stage.

"The first match of the 39th Seven Nation Ranking Tournament, Canglan Nation versus Cangfeng Nation... the battle begins!"

Feng Feiyan directly gave the order to start the match, but after he finished speaking, no one from either side took a fighting stance. Yun Che stood there, looking expressionlessly at the Canglan Nation's profound practitioners in front of him, while the ten participating profound practitioners from Canglan Nation stood there lazily, with a look of misery on their faces. Not to mention taking a fighting stance, even their eyelids drooped, and they were too lazy to open them.

"What should we do? Who among you will go?" A Canglan Mystic said, "I will definitely not go."

"Fuck! What are you looking at me for? I definitely won't go. Since six years ago, I have never bothered to bully rookies below Tianxuan."

"I came all the way here to meet the heroes of the world and show off my power. Fighting with this guy is simply an insult to my strength... Whoever you want to fight can fight, but I will never fight!"

"Um...Junior Sister Ji, how about you come?"

"Humph! Useless man, not worthy of my attack."

The ten profound masters of Canglan Country pushed and shoved each other, and none of them were willing to step forward to fight Yun Che, as if fighting with Yun Che was a great insult to them... It was even more impossible for all ten of them to attack together. If they really did that, it might be spread later that... Canglan Country defeated the only profound master of Cangfeng Country with ten against one... They couldn't afford to lose that person.

At this moment, Yun Che's state can be roughly summarized in one sentence:

Silently watching a bunch of idiots pretending to be cool.