At this time, the battle for the Holy Martial Order was coming to an end.

As the last competition ended, the statistics of the results had also begun, and a moment later, the list of twenty people who had obtained the Holy Martial Order was also made public.

Fang Yi and the three of them, naturally, successfully obtained a Holy Martial Order without any accident.

The river flows into the sea, and the wish comes true.

As for other people, Fang Yi didn't pay much attention to them.

"Okay! This battle for the Holy Martial Order is completely over."

From the stands, the loud voice of Marquis Tianwu came, covering the entire country.

"Now, please gather the twenty warriors who have obtained the Holy Martial Order quota in front of the stands."

Following his words, a famous warrior walked towards the stands.

Fang Yi and others are no exception.

The crowd looked at each other with envy, their eyes shining brightly.

It's no wonder that obtaining the Holy Martial Order is almost equivalent to stepping half a foot into the Earthly Dan Realm.

What's even more valuable is that they will enter the temple, which is the holy land of the entire continent and a place that countless warriors dream of going to.

"His Royal Highness, this is your strong man from Great Xia."

On the stand, Xiao Gang, the third prince of the Sunset Dynasty, looked at Fang Yi and others slightly, with a condescending look, and a bit of disdain between his eyebrows.

"That's right! Third Prince, your people can challenge."

The prince looked quite impatient and showed a hint of disgust.

"challenge?"

When Fang Yi heard this, he was a little confused.

The same is true for Feng Yiyi.

The two of them couldn't help but look at Feng Shenxiu together.

Feng Shenxiu curled her lips slightly and rolled her eyes at the two of them, as if they were speechless because of their ignorance. Then she heard him say: "These people are from the Sunset Dynasty near the Northern Desert of Daxia. They are a subsidiary dynasty of my Daxia."

"In every battle for the Holy Martial Order, they have three opportunities to challenge."

"Once you win, you can replace it."

I see!

Fang Yi nodded slightly, but he didn't expect that there was such a thing.

"Hmph! These barbarians also have delusions about winning the Holy Martial Order. They are simply wishful thinking."

"That's right! These people haven't succeeded once in so many years, and they dare to do it again."

Everyone seemed to be familiar with this matter, and their words were filled with disdain.

When Fang Yi heard this, he couldn't help but shake his head slightly. He didn't know what it was like in the past.

But this time, among the three young men, the other two are just that. Their strength is estimated to be about the same as Luo Yongfeng and others, so the challenge will definitely fail.

But that man in yellow robe must not be underestimated.

I am afraid that even Jun Qiannian, Jian Wentian and others may not be his opponents.

"You all listen to me, don't embarrass our Sunset Dynasty."

In the stands, the third prince of the Sunset Dynasty smiled proudly.

Following his words, the three young men stepped forward and said in unison: "Third Prince, please rest assured."

"Um!"

The third prince of the Sunset Dynasty nodded slightly, "Go!"

He waved it away.

Immediately, the three young men looked at Fang Yi and others.

"Zhao Shuming of the Sunset Dynasty, I will learn from you your brilliant move."

A young man walked out, chose the opponent he wanted to challenge, and then with a flick of his legs, he landed on the ring.

"Hmph! Don't overestimate your abilities. Let me see how capable you are."

Another figure also rose into the sky.

The young man's strength was not outstanding, and the person he challenged was also relatively weak among the twenty people, so he was obviously well prepared.

But even if this is the case, it is almost impossible for him to win.

really!

After only a dozen encounters, the young man gradually became exhausted and was finally defeated.

"Ha! The people of the Sunset Dynasty simply don't know the heights of the world. With such strength, they dare to challenge the elites of Daxia, which is simply a fantasy."

"That's right! It's ridiculous that a small borderland wants to obtain the Holy Martial Order."

…

The crowd was talking a lot, and they all had a natural sense of superiority towards these subordinate countries.

Now defeating the opponent is even more dismissive.

In the stands, the third prince of the Sunset Dynasty saw that one of his own was defeated, but he did not react much, as if he had expected it.

But when I heard the crowd's voices, they were gnashing their teeth, obviously very angry.

But he did not have an attack, but endured it.

Immediately afterwards, another young man launched a challenge, but unfortunately, he also failed, even more unbearable than the previous one.

"Hahaha, to be so unbearable and to dream of obtaining the Holy Martial Order is because the people of the Sunset Dynasty are too naive or too ignorant."

The crowd burst into laughter and looked at the Sunset Dynasty people as if they were watching a joke.

The prince and others also shook their heads slightly.

The third prince of the Sunset Dynasty had a sneer on his face and looked at the last young man in yellow robe.

"Qingfeng, it's up to you."

"Third Prince, please don't worry!" The young man in yellow robe took a big step, his eyes were like a torch, and he glanced at Fang Yi and others coldly.

"Boy, I think you should forget it! To avoid embarrassment."

"That's right! These people are not something you can deal with. Challenge them? I think you might as well choose one from the audience. Maybe you can actually win."

"Hahaha!"

The crowd burst into laughter, making fun of the young man in yellow.

The young man in yellow was not surprised, but smiled lightly and said: "Qing really doesn't know who to choose, so why not just go with the list."

As he spoke, he took out a list of Lan Yue Pavilion.

The top three on the list are Jian Wentian, Jun Qiannian, and Sikong Nan.

"Who is Jian Wentian? It's you!"

The young man in yellow clothes said proudly, and then he kicked his feet and appeared on the ring instantly like a strong wind.

"Jian Wentian? Did I hear you correctly? He wants to challenge Jian Wentian?"

The crowd was stunned. Apparently they couldn't believe their ears and thought they had heard wrongly.

"Here, is this kid stupid? He actually dares to challenge Jian Wentian. This old man is tired of hanging himself."

"No, it's possible that you knew you couldn't win, so you deliberately found someone powerful. In this way, losing wouldn't be too embarrassing."

"Hahaha! Not sure."

…

The crowd said anything, but without exception, they did not believe that the young man in yellow could defeat Jian Wentian.

To them, this is simply a joke.

And everyone in the stands also looked surprised.

However, the prince narrowed his eyes slightly at this moment, and his sharp gaze also glanced at the young man in yellow on the ring. It seemed that he had not noticed this person until this moment.

Marquis Tianwu also had a serious look on his face.

As for the tenth prince, his eyes lit up.

"Are you sure you want to challenge me?"

Jian Wentian's eyes narrowed, with a hint of killing intent in his eyes, as if his dignity had been challenged.

Although he was seriously injured in yesterday's battle, he really didn't notice a warrior from a small borderland.

Especially after meeting those two people just now.

"Of course! Don't you dare?"

The young man in yellow said proudly, with a faint hint of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth.

"You bastard, you are looking for death!"

Jian Wentian shouted angrily, and his whole body turned into a stream of light and attacked the young man in yellow.
Chapter completed!