These people were quickly attracted by a group of people.
They gathered in the center of the courtyard and talked loudly. Standing in the center of the crowd was a man of medium height wearing a yellow shirt.
The man's beard and hair are gray and yellow, like withered grass. Although he is combed very neatly, it makes people feel quite ugly. Fortunately, this man's face is not ugly. He has a long face, a high nose, and a pair of deep eyes, which covers up his unsightly beard and hair.
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"Isn't this the Holy Lord of the Five Mountains?" Everyone surrounded the man, with a hint of admiration in their eyes.
In such a place where there are so many talented people and experts, it is not an easy thing to gain everyone's admiration.
You know, everyone here has a very high self-esteem and is not inferior to others. Being able to get everyone's admiration, even just a little bit, is enough to be proud of.
"I didn't expect to see Brother Wuyue here. It's such a pleasure to meet him!"
"I've always heard that Brother Wuyue's strength is unfathomable. When I saw him today, he looked so majestic and extraordinary."
"Brother Wuyue came to participate in the World's No. 1 Martial Arts Tournament this time. I'm afraid he came with the goal of winning the championship, right?"
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Everyone was not stingy with their compliments. In their opinion, the strong deserved praise. This was not a deliberate flattery to please the Five Sacred Lords, but praise from the bottom of their hearts.
The Five Sacred Lords did not expect that his appearance would cause such a big commotion. Although he was surprised, he was more secretly happy.
The Holy Lord of the Five Sacred Mountains laughed and said: "What the hell, you are really complimenting me. How can I be so virtuous and capable that you can praise me like this? I feel ashamed!"
Li Hanxue gradually moved closer to the crowd, wanting to see what abilities this so-called Holy Lord of the Five Sacred Mountains had that could make so many masters of the Holy Lord sincerely admire him.
"Brother Wuyue has gone through more than nine thousand battles, large and small, without losing a single defeat since his debut. Such impressive achievements are truly rare!" A ninth-level saint-lord showed sincere admiration on his face.
The Five Sacred Lords quickly waved their hands and said very humbly: "It's a fluke."
"Hey, Brother Wuyue, what you said is wrong. Victory in a hundred battles is a fluke. Victory in a thousand battles can be said to be a fluke. But to say that victory in more than nine thousand battles is a fluke would be too modest." A demon saint
Jun Dao: "I heard that the most popular one is the battle between the two saints, the Five Sacred Lords and the Holy Lord Xiao Yin, and the Holy Lord White Crane. Both the Holy Lord Xiao Yin and the Holy Lord White Crane are the holy realms of the magic giant Tianwei Sect.
Masters, these two people have stood at the pinnacle of the Saint King for hundreds of years and are already invincible. But they are not
I once wanted to be killed by the Five Sacred Lords, I am deeply impressed by you!"
The Holy Lord of the Five Sacred Mountains said with a smile: "Sage Lord Xiao Yin and Lord White Crane are both people seeking fame and reputation, and they don't have much strength. If you fight against them, you will definitely win easily!"
Li Hanxue just watched quietly as the Five Sacred Monarchs responded to the questions from the surrounding sages.
But for some reason, the Five Sacred Lords gave Li Hanxue the impression that he was not strong enough!
Of course, this does not mean that the Five Sacred Lords are weak. No one who can go to Longhui Island to participate in the world's best martial arts tournament will be a weak opponent.
Although the Five Sacred Lords are not weak, Li Hanxue feels that this person cannot bear the praise and admiration of the saints around him.
Perhaps it was because Li Hanxue and Gong Xiyang had been together for a long time. Looking at the Five Sacred Lords at this moment, the psychological oppression caused by the two on Li Hanxue was not at the same level.
"This person is just an ordinary person." Li Hanxue was about to leave.
Suddenly someone asked loudly, "Brother Wuyue, I heard that after the battle between Oniwu Shengjun and Zixu Shengjun at Tianding Mountain was narrowly won, you fought with Oniwu Shengjun for several days, and almost caused Oniwu Shengjun to die."
I wonder if this is true?"
The Holy Lord of the Five Sacred Mountains has his own strength, but among all the top Saint Lord masters in the world, he can only be ranked in the second echelon, and he is still far away from the real first-echelon masters. His reputation is basically based on rumors.
Bragging. Oniwu Shengjun has always been a loner, and the dragon has never seen its end. This person has no friends and not many enemies. People are extremely afraid of him, so they dare not make friends with him or make enemies with him.
.There are basically no people who really have the exact information about Oniwu Shengjun. Therefore, on the Nebula Continent
Everything about Oniwu Sage is basically based on rumors.
The Holy Lord of the Five Sacred Mountains seized on this point and bragged and built up momentum, turning himself from a second-tier Saint Lord master into a top master on par with the Oniwu Saint Lord. At this moment, facing such a question, he was already riding a tiger and couldn't get off.
Neng pretended to be profound and said: "That battle is a long story. Brother Oniwu's cultivation is really unparalleled and shocking. However, during the fight, Brother Oniwu was distracted for some reason, so he exposed his flaws and was defeated.
I'll catch one
Right..."
The hearts of the saints around him were raised, with nervous and excited expressions on their faces, "So what was the final result? Did Oniwu Sage win, or did you, Brother Wuyue, win?"
"Hmm..." The Five Sacred Lords pondered for a long time, but did not speak.
Everyone stared at the Five Sacred Lords, waiting for his next words. After all, this matter related to the title of the No. 1 Saint Lord in the world, and no one could care less.
In fact, except for a few of the masters of the Holy Lord who came to Ryuui Island to participate in the World's No. 1 Martial Arts Tournament, most of the masters of the Holy Lord who were extremely confident or who knew little about the Onimu Lord thought they had a chance to win the first place.
They are all here to compete for second place.
In their hearts, they have already acquiesced that Oniwu Shengjun is the well-deserved and unshakable number one master.
"Brother Wuyue, tell me, who won in the end?"
"Which one is stronger, Lord Oniwu, or you? Holy Lord of the Five Sacred Mountains, please speak up."
People kept urging.
Although the Holy Lord of the Five Sacred Mountains appears calm on the surface, he is agitated and restless in his heart.
"Damn it, are these guys still holy kings? Why are they gossiping like ordinary people? It's none of your business who is the strongest and who is the weakest." The Five Sacred Lords cursed in their hearts.
"Haha." One of the people in the crowd sneered, "Do you deserve to be compared with Onimu Sage-Kun for someone like you? It's really ridiculous."
The Five Sacred Lords looked through the crowd and suddenly saw a young man.
The Five Sacred Lords smiled and said, "Your Excellency seems to have some advice?"
Li Hanxue also noticed this young man, but what made him more concerned was the young man standing behind him.
This young man was wearing a plain gray robe, and his appearance was as plain as his clothes. He was so ordinary that no one would notice him even if he were among a group of ordinary people.
When Li Hanxue looked at the young man, the young man also turned his dull face. When the same dull gaze shot into Li Hanxue's eyes, Li Hanxue was shocked all over, as if he had been struck by lightning. Although the young man did not give off any aura, but that
This invisible oppression made Li Hanxue feel frightened instantly. This kind of oppression reminded Li Hanxue of the feeling when he faced Gong Xiyang.