Wuzong, the huge competition arena is surrounded by warriors from Wuzong.
The Wushen Ancestral Hall will be opened in a few days, and Wu Zong held a competition for the quota to enter the Wushen Ancestral Hall.
According to the previous rules, the head of the Wuzong has one quota to enter the Martial God Ancestral Hall, and the other two quotas are to select the two strongest martial arts talents among the extraordinary realm strongmen in the Wuzong.
If it weren't for Yang Chen's intervention, Wu Zong wouldn't have gone to great lengths to hold such a competition for the quota to enter the ancestral hall, but would have made the decision directly.
At this time, in the competition arena, two strong men stood facing each other, and both of them had very powerful martial arts auras permeating the air.
"Junior brother, admit defeat!"
A middle-aged figure looked at the warrior in front of him and said.
The opponent looked unwilling, and his whole body was full of fighting spirit. The martial arts aura released from him had reached the middle stage of the Ninth Extraordinary Realm, but it was still not as good as his opponent.
The warriors around the competition ground all had calm faces. They had already expected this outcome of this fight.
"Jin Hui is worthy of being the direct disciple of the sect master. He is really powerful. He is in the same realm as Liu Qing, but his combat effectiveness is far stronger than Liu Qing's."
"Liu Qing is not weak either. It is indeed not easy to fight Jin Hui to this extent."
"No matter what, these two people are very strong, especially Jin Hui. He has just turned forty and already has the strength of the middle stage of the ninth extraordinary realm. His martial arts talent is really too strong. Liu Qing is already forty-five years old.
Well, compared to Jin Hui, his martial arts talent is still far behind."
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A group of strong men from the martial arts sect were discussing incessantly below.
Du Bo sat in the first place, watching the disciples on the competition field about to win, but there was no trace of relaxation on his face.
"Have you not contacted Mr. Yang yet?"
Du Bo suddenly looked at Eucommia ulmoides next to him and asked in a low voice.
Du Zhong shook his head, glanced at Du Bo lightly, and said coldly: "Why urge? Since Mr. Yang promised to come to participate, he will definitely come. Isn't this not over yet?"
Du Bo had a bitter look on his face. Looking at the entire Wuzong, there were only two people who dared to talk to him like this. One was Du Qi, the longest-standing member of the Wushen Sect, and the other was Du Zhong.
Du Mingyuan, who was on the side, also had a helpless smile on his face as he saw his father shivering.
At this moment, Liu Qing's martial arts aura suddenly dissipated on the martial arts field. He looked at Jin Hui, who was standing opposite him, and said, "I surrender!"
He knew that even if he continued to fight, he would not be able to change the result of his defeat.
Although he still had the strength to fight, he had already unleashed his strongest strength, and Jin Hui did not use all his strength. If he really did use all his strength, he would lose faster.
Jin Hui cupped his hands towards Liu Qing and said with a smile: "I accept it!"
Liu Qing nodded slightly and immediately walked off the stage.
In Wuzong, everyone only has one chance to enter the Martial God Ancestral Hall. However, all the powerful people who have entered the Martial God Ancestral Hall are either old or left the Wuzong after their martial arts realm broke through to the heavenly realm.
Among the remaining strong men who have not entered the Martial God Ancestral Hall, Jin Hui is the strongest.
In this quota competition, there are three quotas in total. In addition to the one quota in the hands of the sect leader, there are still two quotas. Jin Hui is too strong and should be able to secure one quota. In other words, there is still one quota and other people are needed.
Come fight for it.
"Sect Master, what time has it been? Why hasn't Yang Chen come yet? Has he given up the fight for the spot?"
In the audience seat, Du Qi looked at Du Bo and asked coldly.
He was the most opposed to allowing a new member of the Wuzong to enter the ancestral hall. No matter how outstanding Du Bo said Yang Chen was, he would not care.
Du Qi's voice was loud. As soon as he opened his mouth, everyone's eyes fell on Du Bo.
The news that Du Bo wants Yang Chen to directly enter the Martial God Ancestral Hall has been spread out. Many people are very dissatisfied with this, but they are just talking behind their backs. Only Du Qi is of a higher generation and will not care about anything.