Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

C1643 Jumping Clown



C1643 Jumping Clown

3"Senior, I'm still going to participate, um …" Senior Sister Tian Lan... "He is my guarantor."    

    

Sensing the expressions of shock that the people around him had, Ye Feng felt slightly regretful in his heart. If he had known Tian Lan's true identity earlier, he would have preferred to look for Luo Mi and the others.    

    

At most, he would owe her a favor.    

    

The Earthly Essence Sect s were all so shocked that they couldn't speak, and all sorts of surprised gazes were shot out from the elders' seats.    

    

"Can the Miss Tian Lan vouch for him? This service disciple, what virtue or ability does she have? "    

    

"He is that Ye Feng? "Hmm …" Seems like he has some history with the Miss Tian Lan, and in front of so many people, the Miss Tian Lan actually personally brought him into the competition. I wonder what kind of performance he will perform this time? "    

    

"…"    

    

Elder He's gaze was also looking down from high above as he glanced at where Ye Feng was, his eyes filled with anticipation.    

    

Back then, he had personally accepted Ye Feng into the sect, hoping that he would be different from the rest, just like Old Nie and himself had thought.    

    

"Thank you, Senior Sister."    

    

Ye Feng cupped his hands towards Tian Lan, and Ye Feng said his thanks in a low voice.    

    

Their actions were naturally meant to give him face.    

    

If he had performed nothing at all in the Hegemonical Competition, then it would definitely lower Tian Lan's prestige within the sect.    

    

"Junior Brother Ye, you are a Earthly Essence Sect that I introduced from the Starlight City. Today, I guarantee for you that if you do not wish to make me lose face, then … Do your best on the Kungstone to defeat your opponent. "    

    

With a slight wave of her delicate hand, Tian Lan flew straight up to the stone platform with Ye Feng in tow. Only then did she return to her own position.    

    

Ignoring the piercing gazes from all directions, Ye Feng still stood there, quietly waiting for the start of the competition.    

    

A moment later, another bell chime rang out, indicating that the competition was about to begin.    

    

"Alright, since all participants have entered the stage, let's begin."    

    

In order to ensure the fairness of the tournament, we will randomly draw lots to choose our opponents. Right now, there are two pots of sticks on the table, one for each of us.    

    

"For the first round, the elimination system will be used, and for the second round, the challenge system will be used. The top ten will be decided.    

    

After explaining the rules of the competition, Elder He's face lit up as he continued: "The top ten places will receive generous rewards. As for the top three …"    

    

He paused for a moment, then suddenly shouted with a raised voice: "Can you become the outer sect elder of our sect, and furthermore, can obtain a chance to bathe in the top of Taoist Rite of Scripture once again.    

    

Immediately, cries of surprise came from below. From being a disciple to being an outer sect elder was equivalent to a huge improvement.    

    

It had to be known that elders of Earthly Essence Sect were not someone who had the ability to do so just because of their cultivation. People who were able to reach this step, had long been inextricably linked to the sect. After becoming an elder, he had also connected his background to his Earthly Essence Sect, further expanding the space for his own growth.    

    

Ye Feng was excited in his heart, but his focus was still on the baptism of the training hall on the top floor. He was not too interested in the position of an elder.    

    

"In the end, this Elder once again warned me, that we are all from the same sect. Although the rewards are great, but in times of war we still have to be careful, don't ruthlessly hurt others and kill them."    

    

"Now, all of you come to draw lots."    

    

After saying this, Elder He's figure retreated a few steps and moved to the side.    

    

One by one, the participants stepped forward, reached for their spirit lots, and reported it to Elder He. After confirming this, they flew back.    

    

The process of drawing lots was extremely fast, and very soon, it was Ye Feng's turn.    

    

He extended his hand out and took out a spirit tablet. On it was the word "30", meaning that Ye Feng was the thirtieth person to participate.    

    

The other person who also received the thirty numbers, was an ordinary Inner Sect disciple. After knowing that his opponent was Ye Feng, he could not help but exhale deeply, and his face revealed a look of rejoice.    

    

Although Ye Feng had some fame within the sect, with regards to the service disciples, those people had already rooted themselves deep within their Inner Sect, and did not place Ye Feng in their eyes at all.    

    

"Junior brother Lu, thank you for drawing the lots for me. Haha, it seems like your luck isn't too bad."    

    

Just as that person was about to step back, a figure quickly walked over and stood beside him.    

    

Yao Yifeng!    

    

The expression in Ye Feng's eyes suddenly turned cold, and a cold feeling surfaced in his heart. Even a blind person would be able to tell that Yao Yifeng wanted to exchange lots in public would be able to tell that it was directed at him.    

    

"This …"    

    

The entire Inner Sect disciple surnamed Lu stuttered, not wanting to give up the spirit tablet in his hands.    

    

The other participants probably wanted to get Ye Feng to be their opponent, so that they could have a high chance of entering the second round.    

    

"What is it? "Junior brother Lu, don't forget. We already agreed on this earlier. Help me smoke, I'll smoke for you." Yao Yifeng coldly snorted.    

    

"Yes …" "Yes."    

    

The face of the Inner Sect disciple surnamed Lu twitched, and still handed over the spirit tablet to Yao Yifeng.    

    

Although Yao Yifeng was not considered to be at the top, he still had a small power in the Inner Sect. On top of that, he had a good relationship with Bu Jingni, and most people did not wish to form enmity with him.    

    

Elder He raised his eyebrows but didn't say anything.    

    

As long as both sides agreed on the details, he wouldn't easily interfere.    

    

"This is probably against the rules, right? Everyone had to draw their own lots, how could there be an exchange? Senior Brother Yao, are you trying to take advantage of Junior Brother Ye by saying these words? "    

    

The small commotion attracted some attention from the surrounding people.    

    

Luo Mi frowned, then stepped forward and stopped her.    

    

A few days ago, when Yao Yifeng had gone to the Floor Sweeping Sect, the people in the sect more or less knew a little about it, and this matter had also reached Luo Mi's ears.    

    

The arrogance on Yao Yifeng's face faded as he cupped his hands and said, "If Junior Sister Luo Mi is going to say it this way, then I can't help but give you face. Junior Brother Ye will be decided by you."    

    

"If you don't dare to fight me, just admit it. I will return the number thirty spirit lot to Junior Martial Brother Lu."    

    

His voice was extremely loud, as though he wanted to give Ye Feng a show of strength.    

    

How reckless!    

    

Even if the two of them were unable to fight in the first round, there would still be a second round which they could challenge at will. It looks like Yao Yifeng no longer had the patience to fight.    

    

"Little clown, since you are in such a hurry to end this Hegemonical Bestowal Competition, I …" "How can it not be?"    

    

With a cold laugh, Ye Feng retorted without the slightest trace of politeness.    

    

"You …"    

    

Yao Yifeng's face immediately darkened, and nodded with killing intent: "Junior Brother is really... Good courage, then for a moment... I, the Junior Brother Ye, am enlightened. "    

    

With a cold wave of his sleeve, Yao Yifeng snatched the spirit tablet from the disciple surnamed Lu's hand and handed it over to Elder He. Then, with a cold snort, he walked to the side.    

    

Seeing Yao Yifeng becoming angry, a few gazes of sympathy turned to Ye Feng.    

    

Of course, most of the Inner Sect disciples were slightly disdainful, because in their hearts, Ye Feng's actions were undoubtedly a provocation towards the Inner Sect disciples.    

    

Most of the Inner Sect disciples were not close with Ye Feng, how could they sit and watch a mere servant act so arrogantly in front of everyone?    

    


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