Upon hearing this, Fengyun and his friends all smiled with unknown meaning.
The following games came one after another.
Yun Zheng and others also witnessed the strength of many geniuses from the lower three domains through these team battles.
It’s indeed not weak.
If the geniuses of the three domains are compared, the Nanyang airspace is definitely at a disadvantage.
Cangzhou has the most powerful geniuses, especially the five geniuses of Qiuhu Sect, Yan Zixu of Tianchen Sect, Bai Yuning and Yuchi Yusheng of Huan Sect, as well as the geniuses of some other sects, all of whom are very eye-catching.
The disciples of Senyu Land are famous for their physical training. After one competition after another, dozens of strong men from Zhongtian Domain have also become interested in it.
And the Nanyang airspace...
Only Xiao Yilang, Nalan Peiran, Ling Moran, Long Tianyu from the Weapon Sect, Meng Chengxun from the Formation Sect, and Song Yiyao performed relatively well.
As for Feng Xinglan, who swung a sword at the very beginning, although everyone had an impression of him, he was just an inconspicuous disciple of an 18th-rate sect, so everyone did not take Feng Xinglan too seriously.
At this time——
On the seventh ring, someone let out a shrill scream.
Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw a young disciple from the Lingtiao Sect in Nanyang Airspace vomiting blood on the stage and being knocked to the ground by the force.
At this moment, a tall, handsome man appeared, holding a chilling ice spear in his right hand. He looked arrogant and lowered his eyes to stare at the embarrassed disciple, his eyes revealing undisguised contempt and sarcasm.
Yun Zheng was surprised when she saw this scene.
The disciple who was knocked to the ground and was seriously injured was actually Ouyang Yuan from the Eighteenth-level Lingtiao Sect.
Yun Zheng's eyes narrowed slightly. The Lingtiao Sect was facing the ten-rate Huyang Sect from the Senyu area.
Eighteenth-rate versus tenth-rate, that's a huge gap.
Someone was surprised at first, then laughed and said, "I didn't expect that the strongest sect in Senyu Land, Huyang Sect, would be so lucky as to draw the Eighteenth-Rank Sect in Nanyang Sky Region!"
"Isn't that person Fu Qianhan, the chief disciple of Huyang Sect?!"
Someone excitedly explained, "That's him! I heard he completed the 'entering the mortal stage' at the age of fifteen and entered the Poqi realm. At seventeen, he broke through to the Poyuan realm, and at twenty, he broke through to the Poxuan realm. Now, at twenty-three, he has reached the Great Perfection of the Poxuan realm!"
Everyone was suddenly in an uproar.
"The leader of a tenth-rate sect can only achieve this level of cultivation, right?!"
“Too strong!”
"Do you think Fu Qianhan is the best in the lower three regions?"
"Perhaps, Zhan Wuxiu and Yan Zixu can compete with him."
While everyone was discussing this, dozens of powerful men in Zhongtian Domain were almost all satisfied with Fu Qianhan, except for a few who doubted Fu Qianhan's character.
At this moment, when Nanyang Kongyu and others in the audience saw this scene, most of them looked unnatural.
After all, Lingtiao Sect belongs to their Nanyang airspace, and the contrast is too tragic.
On the ring, Ouyang Yuan, who had been beaten half to death, held on for a breath, his face pale and his voice trembling as he shouted, "I... We surrender!"
"Oh?" Fu Qianhan raised the corner of his mouth in a ruffian arc, and his black eyes seemed to stare at him with countless deep chills.
Ouyang Yuan was so frightened by his stare that he peed his pants instantly.
A semi-yellow liquid spread out from his crotch.
Most of the practitioners had strong senses and could smell the foul odor immediately. Everyone immediately showed mocking and disgust on their faces.
The leader and elders of Lingtiao Sect were so ashamed that they wanted to hide in a corner, not wanting to show their faces.
Fu Qianhan smiled maliciously.
Many female disciples present had their heartbeats quickened by his smile. Fu Qianhan was handsome and capable, he was simply their dream lover!
At this moment, the Fengyun team is sitting in the audience.
Yan Chen glanced at the snow-white spear in Fu Qianhan's hand, then turned his head and said to Yun Zheng, "This weapon of Fu Qianhan is the same as yours."
"They're quite different. He wields an ice spear, and I wield a flaming spear." Yun Zheng glanced at him calmly before continuing, "In the next two rounds, if you encounter this person alone, be careful."
"I understand." Fengyun's friends nodded.
Soon, all the disciples of Huyang Sect and Lingtiao Sect were killed.
The unknown liquid on the No. 7 ring was cleaned up by Su Yunjie's special person in charge using cleaning techniques.
Not only did the people of Nanyang Airspace in Su Yunjie feel ashamed, but even the cultivators standing in various places in Nanyang Airspace were extremely disappointed and ashamed!
In this year's competition among the lower three domains, Nanyang Airspace will definitely be at the bottom again.
The practitioners in the Nanyang airspace felt lost and at the same time disappointed with their achievements.
Time flies, and it seems like four or five hours have passed in the blink of an eye.
Finally, it’s the last turn.
In the final group battle, only eight teams remained.
They are on the rings one, two, three and four respectively.
The Five Elements Spiritual Sect's team drew number 504, so they fought on the fourth stage.
The last eight teams, the highest level sect is the Thirteenth Stream, which happens to be the Buddhist sect of Cangzhou.
Everyone present had been watching for so long that they were a little tired both physically and mentally, especially when they saw the last match between the two teams, they already had the answer to the winner in their hearts.
So, they hope it will end quickly and move on to the next round of competition.
When Yun Zheng left the audience, he fist-bumped with his friends as a ritual before the battle.
Feng Xinglan nodded, "Wait for you to return victoriously!"
At this moment, all the young disciples of the Five Elements Spiritual Sect were very nervous.
They are fighting against the Thirteen Buddhist Sects of Cangzhou!
Xie Mingchen and the others looked at their young ancestor and two uncles, and saw that their expressions were filled with excitement and eagerness to try...
They are not so scared anymore.
When Yun Zheng appeared on the No. 4 ring, many people in the audience seats of Nanyang Airspace immediately exclaimed.
“She, she, she…”
"It's the woman in red in Nanyan Forest!"
"It's actually her! How could she be a disciple of the Five Elements Spiritual Sect?!"
Xiao Yilang was also shocked. When he was in Nanyan Forest, he didn't recognize her as the young ancestor of the Five Elements Spiritual Sect.
Ling Moran and others were also surprised.
Many disciples in the Nanyang airspace have seen Yun Zheng. They all know that Yun Zheng... has contracted with the ancient ferocious beast Qiongqi!
When Lai Yu, the leader of the Seven Killing Sect, saw this, he was filled with hatred, because his left arm was destroyed by this bitch!
Originally, the people in Cangzhou and Senyu were not very interested, but when they saw many people in the Nanyang airspace showing surprised expressions, they also became a little curious.
He raised his eyes and looked towards the fourth ring.
The two teams stood facing each other. The disciples of the Thirteen Streams Buddhist Sect were all dressed in the red and white sect uniforms. They did not look like real Buddhists in the mortal world, but they also had some similarities.
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