The cold and arrogant Tianjiao is really fragrant after being teased

Chapter 139 Final List

With a command, everyone on the ring took out their weapons. Those who had temporary teammates were fine, but those who didn't had to fight alone.

The disciples of Xuantian Sect were led by Zhang Qibo. They surrounded Shen Jiu, who was only in the foundation-building stage. The rest of the Jindan stage cultivators could only form a group to kill the lone ones.

For a moment, spiritual light kept flashing on the huge arena. In just a blink of an eye, some weaker Jindan monks were knocked off the arena.

The representatives of the six major forces just stood together and watched the battle quietly.

For the disciples of these powerful forces, those who are chosen as representatives need not be too strong, and naturally they do not need to participate in the initial melee.

They just need to wait quietly for the final result. Perhaps other sects will feel unfair, but the forces behind them and their own strength are enough to make those sects shut up.

The melee on the stage was still going on, but Emperor Zhao on the stage just looked coldly at the disciples standing in a group.

"Are these the geniuses of the six major forces in your mortal world?"

Her voice was cold, even with a hint of disdain.

Venerable Xun Dao beside him quickly responded, "I wouldn't call myself a genius, I'm just a little bit better than my peers."

Emperor Qian chuckled softly, his gaze falling on Zhang Qibo below him, "If this young master remembers correctly, the only disciple in the Spiritual Transformation Stage below the stage must be your favorite disciple."

Xundao followed her gaze and looked at Zhang Qibo in the crowd. Thinking of the tone of the man next to him, he couldn't help feeling a little worried.

He said cautiously, "Yes, Senior wants him to come up and answer..."

"This young master has no interest in your disciple. It's just a whim." Emperor Qian pinched Meng Chun's fingertips, but saw that the person next to him did not react.

Looking up, I saw Meng Chun watching the competition on the ring, with a gleam of light flashing in his eyes from time to time.

Xundao glanced at her expression with fear, and after seeing that there was indeed nothing abnormal about her, he looked back at the audience.

Most of the Jindan-stage cultivators on the stage had been cleared out of the arena by the Yuanying-stage disciples. The only two remaining cultivators of a lower realm were also from the six top forces.

At this moment, there are only about twenty people left on the arena, except for those from the top forces.

Among these people, some Nascent Soul disciples were already injured. They formed temporary teammates and looked at the people from the six major forces.

Everyone is now in the Nascent Soul stage, and being at the same level, they naturally have to compete for a spot in the secret realm.

Facing their gazes, Zhang Qibo simply joined forces with several fellow apprentices around him to protect Shen Jiu.

At this time, a girl in pink drew her sword and looked at them with a look of arrogance. "You are no match for us. Instead of targeting the people from the six major forces, it is better to deal with the opponents next to you first."

Upon hearing this, the team members simply exchanged glances with those around them before drawing their weapons. "We're all in the Nascent Soul stage, but you're being a bit too arrogant!!"

Seeing this, the people from the six major forces also drew their weapons. A young man snorted, "You're just boasting, and you'll know when you try!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he rushed towards them at an extremely fast speed, and the others naturally did not want to be left behind.

In just a moment, the entire arena was engulfed in battle again. The strength of the Nascent Soul stage was already formidable, especially since each of these disciples possessed the unique skills of their own sect.

For a moment, the arena was filled with sword energy and flashing magic lights!

The pink-clothed girl's swordsmanship was agile, and every sword thrust out was filled with fiery sword intent, forcing several Nascent Soul cultivators to retreat wherever she passed.

However, those monks were not weak either. One of them made seals with his hands and muttered something. A huge earth wall rose from the ground to block in front of him, dissolving the sword moves of the girl in pink.

On the other side, a physical cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage was fighting with the young man who had just spoken. The physical cultivator had extremely strong explosive power, and he would definitely not gain any advantage in close combat.

A mountain-suppressing punch came towards the young man with devastating force. He quickly dodged to the side and raised the long sword in his hand, creating a spark on the arm of the physical cultivator.

The young man frowned, and couldn't help but be shocked when he saw the string of sparks. "Your defense is so high?! Are you still human?!"

Then the famous body cultivator just shook his body, turned around and saw that the Zhenshan Fist in his hand instantly changed direction and attacked him again.

"No way!? Still coming?!"

The young man flashed, and at this moment a female voice came from not far away, "Xingyuan! Go on!"

A defensive shield was thrown towards him. Yang Xingyuan turned around and caught it. He weighed the shield and couldn't help but complain, "Lingxuan, this thing is too heavy!"

Yang Lingxuan just glanced at him, appeared behind him in an instant, and blocked the attacking fist of the physical cultivator with his backhand.

He kicked him on the butt and yelled, "Idiot! How dare you be distracted at this time!"

After Yang Lingxuan finished speaking, he attacked the other Nascent Soul cultivators without waiting for him to react.

Yang Xingyuan came up from the ground and continued to join the battle without complaining.

Because most of the players were of similar strength, the top fifty were not determined until near dusk.

The Xuantian Sect disciple looked at the remaining disciples on the stage and announced, "The final list for the quota competition is: four disciples from the Xuantian Sect, and three disciples from each of the other five empires, for a total of nineteen disciples who have been awarded quotas."

"The remaining ones are one from the Body Cultivation Sect, two from the Xiaoyao Sect, two from the Divine Sword Sect, two from the Hehuan Sect, one from the Beast Taming Sect, two from the Alchemy Sect, and one from the Lingyin Pavilion. A total of eleven disciples have obtained places in the secret realm."

As the arena slowly descended, the sects that had obtained a place were naturally very happy, but the sects that did not obtain a place could only take their disciples down to heal their injuries.

As the list came down, the royal disciples of the five major forces on the stage naturally returned to their elders and talked and laughed.

There were originally five disciples from Xuantian Sect who went on stage, but one of them was kicked off the stage by the two men when he was not paying attention.

At this time, Zhang Qibo was taking his men back to rest, but when he looked at the high platform, he saw Emperor Qi sitting in the center.

He was just about to pull Shen Jiu forward to pay his respects, but he saw several Venerable Xundao leaving with their men.

The Xuantian Sect's disciples were speaking loudly to all the other sects from the high platform, "Venerable Xundao has issued an order. All the disciples who have been granted quotas should rest tonight and gather at the Xuantian Sect gate tomorrow morning."

"Our sect will arrange a spirit boat for our disciples to go to the secret realm for training together."

After the disciple finished speaking, he turned around and followed the footsteps of several venerables. All the remaining complicated matters and the reception of the heads of various sects were naturally arranged by other disciples.

Several venerables on the other side followed Emperor Qi's footsteps and walked all the way to the original palace.

Looking at the construction of Xuantian Sect with one scene after another, even though Meng Chun had been here once, he still couldn't help but marvel at it.

Venerable Xundao looked at the two people walking in front of him, automatically ignoring their holding hands, and asked carefully, "Senior, there will be a banquet in the sect tonight. I wonder if you..."

Emperor Xuan ignored the scenery before him and said coldly, "This young master doesn't like crowds."