Chapter 276: Build the reputation of Yunlan Sect
As Venerable Feng finished speaking, the atmosphere on the square suddenly became tense. Sixty-six eyes glanced at each other, and their eyes were full of vigilance against each other. In this chaotic situation, whoever can make himself stay all the time will be able to win the next step. But at the same time, most people know that this selection is extremely harsh and cruel.
Only eight people are left out of the sixty-six. Among these eight places, four are basically occupied by people from the Four Square Pavilion. In other words, out of the remaining sixty-two people, only four people can successfully stay!
Sixty-two choose four, this kind of selection method, you can imagine how fierce the battle will be.
When the atmosphere in the field was tense, the outside of the square also became quiet. Countless eyes stared at the field without blinking. The people here can all be regarded as the best of the younger generation. Except for a very small number of people, most of them have truly proud strength. The battles that broke out between these people are naturally very eye-catching.
"The weakest of these people has a four-star Douhuang. The competition among the forces in Zhongzhou is far beyond the reach of other regions."
Xiao Yixian sighed rarely.
Thinking back to the battle between the Four Nations Alliance and Yunlan Sect less than two years ago, it was just like a fight between chickens.
"Fight! Fight! Fight!"
"This fight is much more interesting than Canaan Academy!"
Zi Yan raised her fist with great interest, looking like she was just watching the fun.
Yun Tianming's focus was not on the meteorite platform. With his powerful soul power, he could vaguely sense that there were several inaudible space cracks in the Xingyun Pavilion, and some powerful auras were faintly emitted from it.
"This Xingyun Pavilion, could it be that it wants to use force to forcibly suppress the Sifang Pavilion?"
In his memory, there was no such passage in the original book.
But considering that Xiao Yan and his apprentice have fallen into the hands of the Soul Palace, if Venerable Feng knew, he might not resort to such extreme means.
"Wind Extreme: Meteoric Kill!"
Nalan Yanran took the lead in launching an attack, breaking the calm on the field.
A sharp wind blade sword energy blasted a seven-star Dou Huang off the meteorite platform, and everyone was shocked: "Damn! Is this woman so powerful?"
"What a strong aura!"
Even Mu Qingluan and others couldn't help but change their faces.
"Hehe~ If you underestimate that guy, you will suffer a great loss."
Feng Qing'er waved and threw a piece of silk ribbon, rolling it towards Mu Qingluan.
"Hehe~ It sounds like you have suffered a loss from her."
Mu Qingluan held a big knife condensed with Dou Qi to resist.
"Brother Wang Chen, let's have a fight too!"
Tang Ying drew his sword.
"Humph! I want to experience the high skills of Wanjian Pavilion!"
Wang Chen's eyes flashed with a gloom.
The chaos on the meteorite platform continued, but the entire square was like a sieve, with people being constantly eliminated from it, and the number of people who could stay in it was also rapidly becoming scarce.
As the number of people decreased rapidly, the chaotic battle on the meteorite platform gradually weakened. Especially when the number of people on the scene dropped to only ten, the chaotic battlefield suddenly became unusually quiet. The ten people were scattered in various places on the scene. While catching their breath, they also looked at each other warily.
Among the remaining ten people, the average strength was above eight-star Douhuang, and everyone almost had a killer trump card hidden. None of them was a pushover.
"How boring. The strength of Sifang Pavilion is just so-so."
Nalan Yanran suddenly opened her mouth to challenge.
Mu Qingluan and others immediately cast sharp eyes.
"Sister, are you being too arrogant?"
Mu Qingluan narrowed her eyes and revealed a dangerous look.
"Who are you calling sister?"
Nalan Yanran's voice was cold and unsympathetic.
"You!"
Mu Qingluan's eyes widened.
Feng Qing'er's lips curled up, feeling a little happy. She and Mu Qingluan were rivals, fighting for many years and their strength was on par.
"You two are the same. You are so timid, performing there?"
Nalan Yanran turned her spearhead to Tang Ying and Wang Chen.
"What did you say?!"
Tang Ying and Wang Chen were furious, but they had nothing to refute.
Because this was only the first melee, both sides were just testing each other, not using their true strength, and planned to use their trump cards in the subsequent one-on-one duel.
"This little girl has a pretty big temper."
Sword Venerable laughed dumbly.
"Yunlan Sect, hehe!"
Huangquan Venerable raised his eyelids, with a bit of coldness.
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Feng Venerable frowned, but didn't say much.
"These guys, don't they want to take advantage of the Four Square Pavilion Conference to make a big splash?"
Lei Venerable's eyes moved, and he vaguely understood the purpose of Yun Tianming and his group.
The fact is just as Lei Zun thought. Nalan Yanran took the initiative to provoke, and did it according to Yun Tianming's instructions. The purpose is to use the people of Sifang Pavilion to thoroughly make the reputation of Yunlan Sect famous!
"What is Huangquan Pavilion? Don't stare at me, it's you! Do you dare to fight me?"
Nalan Yanran glanced and first found the weakest Wang Chen to challenge.
"Woman, I will make you regret offending Huangquan Pavilion!"
A gloomy voice fell gently, and Wang Chen's figure trembled and turned into a black shadow. In a breath, he appeared strangely behind Nalan Yanran, and the dagger in his hand moved like lightning, piercing the latter's neck and back.
"Thousand Wind Gang!"
Nalan Yanran's five fingers spit out wind whirls, turning into sharp nails and colliding with the opponent's dagger.
"Huangquan Pavilion is nothing more than that."
"It's just a warm-up, don't be so arrogant!"
Wang Chen's scarlet tongue gently licked the dagger, and the pitch-black Dou Qi, like black ink, burst out from his body, like a huge ink column, rising into the sky. The strength of this Dou Qi directly surpassed the ordinary Douhuang peak!
At this moment, Wang Chen, just based on this momentum, can be regarded as a quasi-douzong strongman. Although there is still a big gap between him and the real Douzong strongman, no matter what, it is much stronger than some Douhuang peak strongmen.
"Earth-level skills? The combat power is comparable to that of ordinary low-level Douzong."
Nalan Yanran's eyes flickered. This is the benefit of coming from a first-class sect. The skills practiced are high enough to challenge across levels.
"See? This is the gap between you and me! The power of Huangquan Pavilion is not comparable to your inferior Yunlan Sect!"
Wang Chen's face was full of bloodthirsty and ferocious colors, with a faint sense of distortion, looking extremely terrifying.
"Whether my Yunlan Sect is up to par or not, wait until you take my move and we'll tell!"
"Wind will stop and disaster will subside!"
Nalan Yanran threw her sword into the clouds, and a huge green cyclone rose up!