Jun Lin's words were startling, but Luo Jie didn't see anything wrong with them.
Because he had the same idea.
Or rather, it wasn't just him; other people who wanted to become the Holy Son probably all had the idea of eliminating their rivals.
It's even possible that someone has already taken action in secret.
However, everyone was at the half-step Supreme Realm, still in the Holy Land, and knew that the others had no good intentions.
In this situation, it's not so easy to kill.
Luo Jie shook his head and said, "I naturally agree with the idea, but in this selection of the Holy Son, including myself, there are nine people who are openly involved, and there should be no fewer than that number secretly."
"That's all?"
Junlin originally thought there would be no less than a hundred people vying for the so-called position of Holy Son, but he didn't expect there to be only nine on the surface.
Moreover, judging from Luo Jie's words, even including those who were not revealed in secret, there were only about twenty people.
Luo Jie was taken aback. "Isn't this enough? Half-step Supreme Realm isn't something that's commonplace."
The peak of the ninth realm is the end point for many martial artists in the Tianxuan Continent.
If it weren't for the original essence bestowed upon him by the calamity, with his aptitude of a ninth-grade Dao foundation, he would have reached the peak of the ninth realm and that would have been the end of his cultivation journey.
A person at the half-step Supreme Realm is a very rare existence.
Even in the Wudao Holy Land, a holy land standing at the top of the Tianxuan Continent, there are only a few dozen disciples at the half-step Supreme Realm.
Anyone who is at least half a step into the Supreme Realm can walk out of the Holy Capital.
As long as you express your desire to find a sect, you will immediately become a guest of honor in countless sects!
"Hmm... Maybe it's because I've seen so many. I thought that as a holy land of demonic cultivation, there should be quite a few disciples at the half-step supreme realm here."
This really disappointed him; with only twenty or so, it felt like they weren't enough to fight.
After pondering for a moment, Jun Lin asked, "When will your selection of the Holy Son begin?"
Luo Jie replied, "It started a month ago. Unlike the Taiyan Holy Land, in the Wudao Holy Land, strength, fame, and background are all indispensable to becoming a Holy Son."
The selection of the Holy Son is divided into three stages. The first stage is a competition of status and background.
He was accepted as a personal disciple by a Supreme Elder of the Wudao Holy Land because he had comprehended the laws of space.
Therefore, there is no need to worry about the background.
Secondly, during the first month after the selection of the Holy Son begins, one can make a name for oneself in various ways.
This is a contest of fame; as the direct disciple of the Supreme Elder, he already has a considerable reputation.
Moreover, for some reason, his fame seems to have increased recently, so there's no need to worry too much.
Finally, it comes down to a contest of combat strength!
All candidates who meet the first two requirements will compete against each other, and the final winner will be the champion of this Holy Son Selection.
Luo Jie explained the general rules for selecting the Holy Son of the Wudao Holy Land to Jun Lin in detail.
Jun Lin had a general understanding of the situation: in the Daoless Holy Land, it was almost impossible for an ordinary disciple to rise up and become a Holy Son!
Unless one can be like Luo Jie, and be favored by the Supreme Elder of the Holy Land because of the powerful laws they comprehend.
Otherwise, the background requirement alone would be enough to eliminate all ordinary disciples!
"So, when will the war begin?"
Jun Lin asked, already somewhat impatient; this time, the Wudao Holy Land was sure to be very lively!
Luo Jie calculated the days and said, "The results will be out in two days, but even if the selection begins, you are not a candidate and are not eligible to participate."
Jun Lin waved his hand dismissively, saying, "It's a small matter. I naturally have my own way of handling it."
Are you kidding me? Just because I don't let him participate doesn't mean he won't participate.
Even though the Holy Land of No Dao wouldn't let Jun Wuyai in, he still brought Jun Wuyai in anyway.
Rules are made for those who follow them.
Seeing Jun Lin's confidence, Luo Jie didn't say anything more, but suddenly thought of his senior sisters who had suddenly become much more enthusiastic recently.
For a moment, I wondered if it was related to King's Landing.
He then asked, "Recently, the people in the Holy Land have suddenly become much more enthusiastic. Do you know why?"
"Oh, that must be because I used your name to participate in a martial arts tournament and beat up all the young masters of the three ancient families. Well, the Jun family's young masters ran away quickly and I didn't manage to beat them."
Junlin made no attempt to hide anything and spoke frankly and openly about it.
Luo Jie's lips twitched; this made sense.
So it really was King's Landing's doing. However, this incident didn't have any negative impact on him; on the contrary, it made him even more popular.
but……
Luo Jie looked at Jun Lin and couldn't help but ask again, "When I was being hunted down in the Eastern Region, the wanted poster was full of charges. Could it be that you were the one who did it?"
"Yes! But don't be shy, we're all brothers here!"
Junlin nodded, pounded his chest with one hand, and had an expression that showed he considered him a brother.
Luo Jie: "..."
...
Two days later, at the martial arts arena of the Wudao Holy Land.
This is the site of the selection and elimination competition for the Holy Son of the Wudao Holy Land, where tens of thousands of Wudao Holy Land disciples are watching.
An elder from the Wudao Holy Land, a Supreme Realm expert, stepped onto the stage and slowly announced the candidates for the Holy Son.
There were a total of twenty people, including Luo Jie.
The crowd of onlookers bustled about, each offering their own opinions.
"If you ask me, there's really no need for this Holy Son selection. Senior Brother Luo Jie, as the Supreme Elder's personal disciple, can defeat the disciples of the three ancient families all by himself. Is there any need for a competition?"
"Well, you can't say that. Although everyone already knows the outcome, we still have to go through the procedures. Otherwise, wouldn't we just be giving others something to talk about?"
"That's true, it's actually good this way, we can also see Senior Brother Luo Jie's imposing figure."
"No, what are you talking about? This Luo Jie is not that Luo Jie. The Luo Jie from the Martial Arts Tournament and this Luo Jie senior brother are not the same person, okay?"
"Le, just admit you're jealous!"
"..."
Among the crowd were people who had participated in the martial arts tournament last time and knew the truth, but unfortunately, most people only believed what they saw.
Junlin also took advantage of the chaos, leading the rhythm among the crowd.
The other nineteen candidates for the Holy Son were all displeased upon hearing the discussions of the onlookers, but they dared not show it.
Before long, the two candidates for the Holy Son ascended the arena to prepare for their first match.
At that moment, a sudden change occurred!
Suddenly, a figure rushed out from the crowd.
He said angrily, "It's not fair! I'm also a half-step Supreme Realm cultivator, why should I be eliminated? Just because I don't have a background and didn't try to curry favor with others? I'm not convinced!"
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