He felt Leng Qingyan's cold gaze shooting towards him.
Daoist He Mu felt his scalp tighten.
He guessed that his two probing attempts had more or less angered the other party.
The current situation was still unclear, and it was impossible to determine how much strength this female devil had left.
He had brought so many disciples and stood in someone else's sect.
For the time being, it wasn't suitable to directly fall out with him.
As his thoughts continued to flow, Daoist He Mu smiled embarrassedly.
"Since Sect Master Leng has spoken, then time waits for no man. Let the competition begin.”
Before he finished speaking.
Perfected He Mu's gaze swept across the eight legacy disciples of the Mystical Sect who had intimidating auras.
His heart skipped a beat as he continued,
"But before the competition begins, I have another suggestion.”
Leng Qingyan's brows raised as she secretly guessed that this Daoist Master He Mu had some bad intentions.
However, he still maintained a calm expression and said,"Just say it."
"The most important thing for a sect is to have a strong front and a prodigy with endless potential.”
Daoist Hemu revealed an ambiguous smile.""The former represents how high a sect can stand in the present.”
"The latter determines how far a sect can go in the future.”
"This is related to the sparring competition. Our two sects have discussed it before. It's divided into the legacy battle and the Chosen battle.”
"Of these two battles, I look forward to the Chosen battle even more.”
"I wonder if the following battles can begin with the battle of the prodigies?”
Daoist Hemu's eyes flashed with a strange light.""I'm looking forward to seeing the prodigies of the Mystical Sect broaden my horizons.”
In reality, the reason why the Starry River Dao Sect had sent Daoist He Mu to visit was to probe the current Leng Qingyan and the Mystical Sect's foundation.
And the eight Successor Disciples behind Leng Qingyan were all people with notorious reputations.
As for their background, it had already been thoroughly investigated by the various major powers of Eastern Profound Domain.
As for their hidden trump cards, they would not reveal anything in a sect competition.
Therefore, he had no choice.
Compared to the legacy battle.
Perfected He Mu wanted to see the current Mystical Sect and Wutian through the Prodigy Tournament.
Moreover, such a small request shouldn't attract Leng Qingyan's objection.
"I refuse!"
Leng Qingyan was expressionless and did not hesitate at all.
"Sect Master Leng, why is this?" Daoist He Mu was a little surprised.
"I don't want to." Leng Qingyan said coldly.
What kind of reason was that?
Daoist He Mu was speechless and wanted to speak.
Then, he thought about the past of the female devil who had acted recklessly.
This reason seemed acceptable.
"In that case, let's start the legacy battle first.”Daoist He Mu smiled awkwardly and decided not to dwell too much on this issue.
In any case, after the legacy battle, the prodigy battle would still take place.
"Yes."
Leng Qingyan replied indifferently.
He pretended to be fine, but he asked the disciple beside him in a low voice,"What's going on with Jiang Chuan? Why hasn't he arrived yet?”
The disciple at the side stammered,"Peak Master Jiang, he…he…"
"What happened to him?" Leng Qingyan frowned and asked.
" Peak Master Jiang, he…" The disciple gulped and said with a trembling voice,""He's drunk again…"
"Drunk again?"
Leng Qingyan couldn't help but facepalm, her heart filled with anger and helplessness.
Why didn't he give up and believe in that sword expert? Was it Jiang Chuan?
"Hurry up and call Jiang Chuan over. If he's unconscious, you have to carry him over!”
Leng Qingyan instructed the disciple beside her.
"Yes, Sect Master."
When the disciple heard this, he knew that the sect master was furious.
He did not dare to stay any longer and rushed towards the ninth summit.
On the other side.
The candidates chosen by the Galaxy Dao Sect for the legacy battle slowly walked out from the crowd.
He had sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, and he had an extraordinary aura.
It was the head disciple of the Starry River Dao Sect, Murong Longcheng.
As he advanced, his gaze never left Ye Tian Nan who was behind Leng Qing Yan.
"Ye Tiannan, do you know?"
Murong Longcheng slowly unsheathed his sword and said in a deep voice,""I have been looking forward to this battle for a long time!”
As soon as he finished speaking.
The spirit sword was unsheathed.
? A powerful emperor aura burst out from Murong Longcheng's body like a tsunami.
The legacy disciples of the Mystical Sect narrowed their eyes.
Murong Longcheng was indeed extraordinary.
No wonder he was so famous in the cultivation world all these years.
"Ye Tiannan, you changed your name to Sin, overturned the East Sea, and killed eight Grandmasters. One of them was the ancestor of the Murong family. I have been waiting for this battle for sixty years.”
Murong Longcheng said.
"There's such a thing?"
Ye Tiannan raised his eyebrows and smiled helplessly."I've killed too many people and have forgotten. However, since I can kill your ancestor, I can also kill you.”
"Unfortunately, your opponent is not me.”
As Ye Tiannan spoke, a proud black shadow walked out from beside him.
He held the blood blade and confronted Murong Longcheng.
"Bloody Hand, Li Tianzheng?"
Murong Longcheng looked at him and his eyes narrowed. He said indifferently,""Alright, I'll kill you first before I go find Ye Tiannan.”
Boom!
The aura on Li Tianzheng's body also spread out.
? It collided with Murong Longcheng's aura.
For a moment, a gust of wind appeared out of nowhere and swept in all directions.
The wind caused the robes of everyone present to flutter.
A world-shaking battle was about to erupt.
……
……
At the same time.
"Whoosh!"
On the ninth summit.
Jiang Chuan had an empty wine pot by his hand. He was drunk and fell on a piece of bluestone. His snoring was deafening, and he looked completely drunk.
However, if one observed carefully, one would find that Jiang Chuan's eyes were clear and he did not look drunk at all.
The reason why he had not gone yet was naturally not because he wanted to cower in fear.
Since this battle could not be avoided, Jiang Chuan would not do anything to avoid it.
However, this was the critical moment when his cultivation had reached the ninth level of the Profound Ascension realm.
"Whoosh!"
As he breathed in and out, an extremely dense smell of alcohol came out from Jiang Chuan's mouth and nose.
It coiled around his body for a long time.
If one looked closely, one would notice that apart from the smell of alcohol, there was no smell of alcohol.
Green sparks flew out of his nose and mouth.
Behind Jiang Chuan, there was a faint image of the Ancient Green Lotus floating.
At this moment.
However, Jiang Chuan had already activated the Wine God Curse and the Flame Mantra to the extreme.
It was so that he could raise his realm as soon as possible.
In the upcoming Prodigy Tournament, he would do his best to increase his confidence.
"Soon, soon…"
Jiang Chuan's gaze pierced through the void as he executed the Wine God Curse and Flame Mantra. He looked towards the square of the mountain gate.
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