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Chapter 1237 Come on together

 "Zhengdong, Motian may be the hope of our powerful demon clan. No matter what, we must protect it. If he can grow up, it should be the key to our powerful demon clan overcoming the difficulties!"
After Li Jinhuan pondered for a moment, he gave an extremely solemn warning.
"Clan leader, don't worry, even if Zhengdong risks his life, he will never be hurt in the slightest!"
Li Zhengdong also knows how important it is to the powerful demon clan that a monster like Mo Tian can appear in the powerful demon clan.
"Let's see how he performs in two days!"
Although Li Jinhuan had already seen Mo Tian take action, he still continued to expect other performances from Mo Tian.
"Motian is indeed a wise man, even comparable to those monsters from the big clans. But his appearance may offend Ruofeng."
Li Zhengdong smiled bitterly. Li Ruofeng's performance when he recognized his ancestors and returned to his clan had naturally not escaped their eyes.
"If he wants to truly take up the responsibility of the clan, he must first change his temper. Although Motian is a bit arrogant and domineering, he is still much calmer than him."
Li Jinhuan didn't take it seriously. If his grandson was ineffective, even if he was really placed in the position of clan leader, it would only lead the powerful demon clan to decline.
No matter what I say now, I can't help but put Motian and Li Ruofeng together.
The conversation between the two did not attract anyone's attention.
Perhaps the powerful demon clan has put all their energy into the upcoming selection meeting for the young clan leaders.
The young people of the Dali Demon Clan who were scattered throughout the Dali Demon Clan's territory rushed towards Dali City without stopping.
Time passed quickly, and when the day came, Motian had been awakened by the noise and shouts outside.
"It seems that the time has come. I wonder if the younger generation of the powerful demon clan surprises me?
"
With Mo Tian thinking this, he had already stood up and was preparing to go to the venue where the conference would be held.
The venue for the conference was the spacious martial arts field in the patriarch's mansion.
When Motian came here, competition was already starting on the stage. It seemed that the situation of the demons was indeed not the same as that of the humans...
If it is a human race, the people who will participate in the competition will be coordinated and arranged into groups to start elimination and competition.
But it is different in the Demon Clan. There are no red tapes or complicated rules. There is only one thing: strength is respected.
Anyone who wants to compete for the position of the young patriarch of the powerful demon tribe should go up on stage and fight with others. The person who can hold on until the end can become the young patriarch.
Regarding this rule, Mo Tian was a little helpless. This seemed to be very suitable for those who were opportunistic, right?
Of course, if anyone really relies on opportunism to take advantage of others, they will probably be looked down upon by the demon clan.
Such an existence will only become a shame to the powerful demon clan.
"Do you know that this young clan leader selection meeting was held because of a newly returned clan member."
"Nonsense, who else in the clan doesn't know this?"
The people watching in the audience were talking a lot.
"Speaking of which, it's been half a day since the conference started. Why hasn't that Demonic Heaven... shown up yet?"
Some people are surprised. You must know that the clan leader Li Jinhuan is very optimistic about this new clan member Motian.
In addition, the shocking scene that occurred when Demon Tian, ​​who had great fighting power like a peak, recognized his ancestor and returned to his clan, had already spread throughout the entire powerful Demon Clan.
Now that everyone is back, those who have never seen it before are naturally very curious.
"Are you scared?"
Some people couldn't help but guess and blurt it out.
"Shh, are you looking for death?"
Immediately, some good-hearted people opened their mouths, but they were again covered by good-hearted people.
"The devil is coming!"
I don't know who among the crowd shouted, so that everyone's eyes fell on Motian.
The eyes of all the people are usually on the body of Tang Tian.
I really never thought that there would be a day when even the clones would start to attract the attention of the public...
If Tang Tian, ​​who is far away in Jinting Kingdom, knew about it, he would be very slutty and think that this is definitely because of his charm.
Mo Tian was very indifferent. He had heard all the chaotic conversations of these people before, but it could not disturb his mind.
Since you are already here, there is no need to waste time waiting in the audience.
From Mo Tian's point of view, this so-called selection meeting for the young patriarch of the powerful demon clan was held solely for himself. It was just a formal meeting.
Before anyone could react, they discovered that there was no trace of Motian in their field of vision.
When he discovered it again, Motian was already standing on a high platform built of black boulders.
The two people who were still fighting with heavy weapons suddenly stopped and looked at Motian with some confusion.
After all, the competition is one-on-one. Even if Mo Tian wants to take action, he still has to wait for the two of them to decide the winner, right?
When Motian stood on the stage, he attracted everyone's attention, including the leader of the powerful demon clan and the elders.
"What does he want to do?
"
Li Zhengdong was stunned and opened his mouth. He wanted to speak but first called Mo Tian down.
But Li Jinhuan raised his hand to stop him, "Don't worry, let's see what this kid wants to do first before talking about it."
"It's such a waste of time for you to fight like this. Since we are selecting the young clan leader, he should be the strongest person. If the result is selected through a round-robin battle, people will say that it is just good luck.
If this is the case, how can we convince the crowd? I am standing here now. If any of you still want to compete for the position of the Young Patriarch, please come up together!"
Motian had his hands behind his back and looked indifferent, but what he said had already caused a sensation in the entire audience!
"So crazy!"
"So arrogant!"
"So cool!"
"So domineering!"
"But what he said makes sense..."
Just when the crowd was excited, someone suddenly said this.
However, he was soon despised by others, thinking that he was simply seeking death.
The reason why Mo Tian said this was obviously to show off and attract everyone's attention.
You must know that there are seventy or eighty people running for the position of Young Patriarch. And those who are qualified to participate must be at least in the Po realm.
Even though more than ten people have competed before, there are still many people. If they all get up, who among the same level can withstand it?
It was even said that what Mo Tian said now was not only arrogant, but also did not take them seriously!
"Damn it, is this guy so reckless?"
Li Ruofeng's face was extremely ugly, and he clenched his fists. Ever since this guy came, he seemed to have become less and less present.
Chapter completed!
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