On the platform, the competitions of each team continued without interruption.
Although the battle between tens of thousands of people lasts for a relatively long time, the process is so exciting that those watching will not feel bored.
Especially now, what is going on on the platform is a duel between the team led by Huang Yongfeng and another team.
Huang Yongfeng's reputation spread far and wide, not only among the Huang tribe, but also famous among foreign tribes.
At this moment, Huang Yongfeng led his ten thousand soldiers, and the team on the opposite side was unable to even fight back. They were retreating steadily all the way, and the winner was about to be decided.
This naturally made everyone couldn't help but praise him.
"This Huang Yongfeng is truly worthy of being the number one Huang general of the Huang clan!"
"Not only is he extremely powerful and has reached the realm of the Seven Wastelands, but he is also unique in marching and fighting!"
"He is still young, and his growth in the future is boundless. He may be the successor of Huang Lao. The next Huang Lao will lead the million-strong army of the Huang clan in the future!"
"There is no need to wait until the future. I am afraid that after the military competition is over, Huang Lao will gradually hand over the military power to Huang Yongfeng and let him face the God of Slaughter!"
"The army of the Huang tribe already has a successor, but the young leader of the Huang tribe seems to be a bit unmatched compared to Huang Yongfeng."
"I see, if Huang Yongfeng can defeat the God of Killing God again, then his achievements will shock the Lord, and he may even threaten the position of the clan leader."
"This is an internal matter of the Desolate Clan. It's better for us outsiders to interfere less!"
In the midst of everyone's discussion, Huang Yongfeng finally easily defeated his opponent. He raised his right hand and raised his arm toward the sky. Tens of thousands of Huang soldiers under his command also looked up to the sky and roared.
For a moment, the sound shook the sky, and Huang Yongfeng looked extremely eye-catching at this moment.
Huang Yongfeng himself was even more proud. After scanning everyone, his eyes fell on Huang Yu!
He originally thought that the heroic appearance he showed would definitely attract Huang Yu's attention and change Huang Yu's view of him, thus making the beauty take the initiative to embrace her.
However, what he didn't expect was that Huang Yu didn't look at him at all, but looked at Yi Zheng and others with concern.
Because next, it's Yi Zheng's turn.
"Humph, you stinky bitch, one day I will take you into my harem and become my forbidden wife!"
While Huang Yongfeng sneered in his heart, he also winked at Huang Kun.
The latter nodded understandingly, understanding what Huang Yongfeng meant, that he and his men should teach Yi Zheng and his team a bloody lesson.
As Huang Yongfeng waved his hand, he led his men to exit the platform and walked to the rest area. Yi Zheng and others slowly stood up and prepared for the competition.
However, almost every one of them had helplessness, grief and anger, and even fear on their faces.
Naturally, the state they displayed also attracted the attention and confusion of the people watching the game in the stands.
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"What's going on with this team? Why do everyone look so listless and weak? They're completely different from the previous teams!"
The good people from the Desolate tribe couldn't help but smile and explain: "Haha, fellow Taoists, you don't know something. This team is a famous waste team among our army of the Desolate tribe. It currently ranks at the bottom in the military merit competition."
"The opponent they are about to encounter is Lord Arayong Feng's powerful generals. They know that they will be defeated if they go up, and there is even the danger of death. How can they have any spirit!"
Upon hearing this explanation, everyone couldn't help but shake their heads.
They thought that everyone in the army of the Desolate tribe was a man who had experienced hundreds of battles, but they didn't expect that there were also such desolate soldiers who were greedy for life and afraid of death, and already thought about losing before they fought.
"Hmph, shame on you!"
The aloof old man Huang also had a stern look on his face, and uttered three words indifferently.
Even the young clan leader Huang Tu, who knew the inside story well, couldn't help but sigh when he saw the state of Yi Zheng and others, but he couldn't do anything about it.
At the same time, Huang Kun and others also stood up one after another, with ferocious smiles on their faces.
Huang Kun even more brazenly said coldly to Yi Zheng and others: "If we can't beat you in a quarter of an hour, we will lose!"
Huang Kun said this sentence extremely loudly, obviously deliberately so that everyone could hear it.
You know, a battle between ten thousand people is just a competition, but it will definitely take some time to win.
Even though Huang Yongfeng was so powerful, it took him half an hour to defeat his opponent.
But now that Huang Kun is arrogantly saying that he can defeat Yi Zheng and the others in just a quarter of an hour, it can naturally be seen that this useless team is indeed useless to the extreme.
The completely different morale and state of the two teams made everyone watching the battle basically have no interest in watching.
Many people have even stood up and moved their bodies, which were a bit stiff after sitting for too long.
However, at this moment, a powerful aura suddenly appeared in this space, and everyone's expressions suddenly changed.
In particular, senior officials of the Huang tribe such as Huang Lao and Huang Tu suddenly raised their heads and looked above their heads.
There, two people appeared.
These two people, both middle-aged, one dressed in black robes and the other in gold robes, stood in the air, extremely eye-catching, attracting everyone's attention.
After seeing the appearance of the two people clearly, exclamations suddenly came from the crowd: "Oh my god, the leader of the Samsara clan, Lu Piaomiao and the priest Lu Ze!"
As soon as these words were said, more than a million people in the huge space suddenly fell into huge shock.
Although the nine Nirvana clans have different origins, they all respect the clan leader and priests.
Nowadays, although people from other Nirvana tribes also come here to watch the Desolate Clan’s competition, at most, only the elders of the tribe come.
However, now, the patriarch and the priest of the Samsara clan have come in person.
This was really beyond everyone's expectation.
The one who reacted the fastest was Huang Kun. He said with a smile: "Brothers, even the patriarch of the Samsara clan has come to sacrifice. We have to work harder in the next battle. Maybe after this battle, we will
Be famous all over the world!"
While saying this, Huang Kun's eyes were fixed on Yi Zheng and others.
Obviously, he wants to use Yi Zheng and the others as a stepping stone to achieve his reputation through this battle.
However, Yi Zheng and others did not react much. No matter who comes now, as long as it is not Jiang Yun, it has nothing to do with them.
"Buzz buzz!"
With the appearance of Lu Piaomiao and the other two people, the Huang Lao of the Huang tribe, Sacrifice, and Huang Tu and others had already spread out their bodies and soared into the sky to meet these two people.
With the status of these two people, they naturally did not dare to neglect.
Before they could get close to the two of them, another figure stepped out from the sky. It was the leader of the Huang Clan, Huang Junyan!
Lu Piaomiao or Lu Luo were both equal in status and cultivation level to him, so naturally he had to go out to greet them in person.
Huang Junyan laughed loudly, clasped his fists at the two of them and saluted: "You two are unexpectedly here. Huang is a little disappointed in greeting you from afar, please forgive me!"
Lu Piaomiao, who was dressed in a golden robe, smiled slightly and said: "Brother Huang is serious. I am taking the liberty to come here, hoping not to disturb the nobles' military competition."
Lu Ze just nodded and did not speak.
Huang Junyan said with a smile: "You two can come and make our clan shine. There is no need to disturb us. Come on, please take a seat first!"
“There’s no rush to get seated!”
Lu Piaomiao smiled and politely declined Huang Junyan's invitation.
Two sharp eyes glanced at the million-strong army of the Desolate tribe on the platform, and said slowly: "Actually, we are here this time to visit a friend."