Everyone's little hands were trembling with excitement!

Mu Jin and Song Sifan exchanged harsh words, the tension was palpable! That's the kind of atmosphere we're talking about!

Moreover, judging from Song Sifan's tone, is he really going to represent the Piaomen sect to compete for the position of leader of the Eight Gates?!

And Song Sifan, how come he has an owner? Even in the outside world, Song Sifan is the owner of Jiumaomao!

Before they could even process what was happening, the leaders of the Eight Gates had already arrived and sat in a row at the very front.

As expected, the eight sect leaders have all been handed over to the younger generation: Mu Jin of the Wind Sect, Ye Mingshi of the Tired Sect, Song Sifan of the Piao Sect, Tan Zheng of the Ce Sect, Jiu Yunchi of the Jing Sect, Jiang Shaoze of the Fire Sect, Gu Zeyi of the Jue Sect, and Bai Jiang of the Yao Sect.

Putting everything else aside, the appearances of these eight sect leaders are all quite good, making them a pleasure to look at.

Just then, Mu Jin suddenly said, "The Eight Gates Battle is a contest between the gate masters. As long as you conquer the other gate masters, you can challenge me. If you win, you can become the head of the Eight Gates."

As everyone knows, the head of the Eight Gates is responsible for establishing the rules of the Eight Gates, and no one has the right to object.

His tone was indifferent, and he didn't say anything at all, as if even saying these things was a luxury.

Moreover, whether it was their imagination or not, Mu Jin seemed to still be angry!

Cat kept looking at Mu Jin, wondering whether Mu Jin was angrier at her or angrier at Song Sifan.

Before they could even think it through, Ye Mingshi laughed heartily, "A battle of eight sects is a rare treat. Normally, it's impossible to spar with so many experts. I think we shouldn't waste any more time. Let's draw lots and decide who to fight first."

As Ye Mingshi spoke, she casually picked up the bamboo sticks in front of the table and took out seven: "Since they are all a pair of six, let's just draw them in order."

The reason he was fighting six opponents at once was because Mu Jin had special privileges. He didn't need to challenge anyone. He would only need to take action if other sect leaders won all their duels and then challenged him again.

Ye Mingshi placed seven bamboo skewers on the table and then said, "Come on."

He picked up a bamboo skewer first, but didn't look at it.

The others clearly did not object to this method and each drew a bamboo stick.

When the final results were announced, Ye Mingshi was first, Bai Jiang second, Tan Zheng third, Jiang Shaoze fourth, Gu Zeyi fifth, Song Sifan sixth, and Jiu Yunchi seventh.

Ye Mingshi slapped his forehead, "That's really something, first place!"

Although it doesn't matter whether it's before or after, the first appearance can't be too bad!

In front of the main hall was an open space, and the hall doors were wide open, allowing for a clear view from inside.

Ye Mingshi walked out, and Bai Jiang followed silently.

Ye Mingshi said, "If you want the door to come first, that's fine too, come on!"

Without any hesitation, Bai Jiang immediately made a hand seal and used the essential Thread-Pulling Technique! Many fine threads appeared in the air, surrounding Ye Mingshi like a spider web!

Everyone was so surprised when they saw it that they almost jumped up!

"This...is this really the Thread-Pulling Technique? I've seen the old sect leader of the Yao Sect use it before, and he didn't produce that many threads!"

"How much spiritual power does that require? Has Bai Jiang become this strong already? Wasn't he only the sect leader for less than half a year?"

"Is Ye Mingshi his match? This... this really surprises me!"

Everyone was talking at once, and Ye Mingshi, the person involved, was also extremely surprised as she stood in the middle of a pile of threads!