Fang Yu raised an eyebrow and glanced at Ling'er who stood in the corner. His tone turned cold as he said, "Although I've never received any so-called inheritance, I know quite a bit about how cultiva...There were nearly 50,000 spectators present, along with the disciples from all the various sects participating in this grand competition of a hundred schools. The number was quite immense.

A large amount of information flooded into Fang Yu's mind.

At the same time, Fang Yu's gaze was fixed on the left side of the martial arts platform below, where only one woman stood.

A sign is erected in front of each venue.

And the place where this woman was, the three big characters on the sign, were exactly Ziyangu Palace.

Seeing only one person, Fang Yu's eyes flashed with a cold light.

Today's Bai Zong grand competition, the Ziyan Palace sent out this woman

My divine sense spread throughout the Shenwu Platform. Except for this woman, I didn't detect any other presence related to the Ziyan Palace.

Fang Yu was not in a hurry.

Even though he knew that Zi Yan Palace had been rebuilt, he didn't rush to take action. He was waiting for this day to come.

The Ziyan Palace wants to use the Baizong Grand Competition to become famous in Yanxia. Fang Yu, on the other hand, wants to use this opportunity to let the remaining forces of the Ziyan Palace experience the feeling of falling from heaven to hell!

Fang Yu contracted his divine sense and focused it on Xiu Mei.

"This woman... should also be a remnant from back then, but on her body... besides the aura unique to Ziyangu Palace, there seems to be another force." Fang Yu frowned, his gaze fixed on Xiu Mei's figure.

Although quite a distance away, Fang Yu could still see that a faint layer of gray gas was rising from this woman's body.

What is this

Based on his understanding of the Ziyan Palace, there wasn't a single technique within their sect that could emit such an aura.

After some thought, Fang Yu activated his Insightful Eye, zooming in on the scene.

And then, in his sight, this woman became a convergence of all sorts of laws.

The superficial layer of gray mist was particularly clear in the field of vision.

At this moment, Fang Yu suddenly noticed that there seemed to be a small ball-shaped object in the location of this woman's brain.

Zooming in again, you can clearly see that it is a gray ball.

At this moment, the gray ball is slowly turning.

"This ash ball is the source of the gray aura on her." Fang Yu thought.

"The second round is about to begin! Please send your disciples to the stage, both sects." The referee's voice echoed throughout the arena.

At this time, the martial arts arena that was previously covered in blood had been cleaned.

Xiumei once again stepped out of the arena in Ziyangu Palace, leaping onto the martial arts stage and standing straight with a composed yet indifferent expression.

The crowd in the audience looked at the woman, feeling a chill run down their spines.

Nobody can forget how miserably the male disciple from Honghuang Sect died just now.

This woman's heart is cruel and merciless, forming a stark contrast to her petite figure and sweet appearance.

After Xiu Mei appeared, no one from the Hongtian Sect stepped onto the stage.

The head referee went straight to the Hentianzong arena and asked about the situation.

"Please send someone up immediately," the head referee stated gravely.

The leading elder's face was ashen, and he glared at the disciples behind him.

These disciples all bowed their heads, unwilling to come forward.

Jiang Xiaolong's tragic ending terrified them.

Given Jiang Xiaolong's abilities, he wouldn't be lower than the top three in the team, and perhaps even first.

This female disciple of Ziziyan Palace, however, instantly killed him with a single strike. ...

Nobody wants to risk their life for such a competition.

"I'm giving you ten seconds to consider. If I don't get a response, I'll take that as your surrender." The head referee stared at the leading elder of the Hongtian Sect, and said.

The head elder swept his gaze once more over the disciples behind him, wanting to speak.

But all the disciples bowed their heads, not one dared to volunteer.

The leading elder's face turned ashen, and he ultimately remained silent.

He looked up at the embroidered plum blossom on the martial arts platform, his eyes bloodshot.

Purple Flame Palace, he remembered it!

This time, he must report the entire matter to the Sect Master and list the Ziyan Palace as a mortal enemy!

"Ten seconds are up." The referee declared, leaping into the air, his true energy amplifying his voice. "Hong Tianzong forfeits the second round of the match. The first round, second match of the Hundred Sects Grand Competition goes to Zi Yan Palace from the Central Region!"

This news spread throughout the entire Divine Martial Stage.

"Huh You're just giving up I thought the second-in-command of the Hongtian Sect would send their strongest disciple for revenge!"

"...This is too cowardly, even though he killed one person...he should still fight back, that female disciple isn't that strong, right"

"If it were me, I wouldn't swallow this anger... killing right off the bat That's a sworn enemy."

Many viewers voiced their doubts.

Fang Yu heard the result and frowned.

Originally, he also wanted to use this competition to see how strong the remaining members of the Ziyan Palace had become.

Unexpectedly, the Hongtian Sect directly conceded defeat.

"The third match of the first round will see the San He Zong from the Jiangnan region facing off against the Da Mo Men from the Northwest region. Both sides, please prepare your disciples for battle!" The head referee continued.

"Quite a few people here, and they're mostly warriors..." Zheng Ze glanced around and said.

Unlike the mundane world, events that gather such a large number of martial artists are rare in the martial arts world.

But once a decade, the grand hundred sects competition gathered warriors from all regions of the scorching summer together.

"I didn't expect... that the competition between sects... would have so many people paying attention." Zheng Ze wasn't a disciple of a sect, and this was his first time at the Hundred Sects Grand Competition.

The number of people in front of him shocked him.

Instead of speaking, Fang Yu looked in another direction on the martial arts stage.

Just released my spiritual consciousness to search for remnants of the Ziyan Palace, but I found two familiar figures.

They also came...

"I'm going to meet a friend." Fang Yu said to Zheng Ze.

"...Okay." Zheng Ze replied, taken aback.

……

To the left of the martial arts platform, in the middle of the area allocated to the Zhongmen from Huaibei region, there is a small arena.

The signboard in front of this venue also has three characters: Frost and Cold Palace.

"Master, didn't they say that the major sects were all very friendly with each other How come that disciple from the Ziyangu Palace just killed someone as soon as he got on stage..." Liu Liansha asked, still shaken.

Su Lengyun wore a light white robe. Her previously short blue hair had grown back to her shoulders.

Her presence with Liu Liansha had become the scenery of this area.

Four directions continuously cast various gazes and looks.

Upon hearing Liu Liansha's question, Su Lengyun didn't know how to answer for a moment.

Logically speaking, such cross-regional sects would have virtually no contact with each other on a daily basis, let alone any reason to develop animosity.

Starting from this point, the inter-sect competitions remain competitions. Generally speaking, they won't go overboard and will simply stop at a certain point.

But the female disciple of Zijian Palace directly attacked.

Although the rules of the Hundred Sects Grand Competition allow for killing... in the absence of any feud between the two sects, who would do such a thing

"Master, what if when it's our turn to go up later, the other side also goes all out...what should we do" Liu Liansha saw that Su Lengyun wasn't speaking and said to herself.

"Don't worry, that was just an isolated incident." Su Lengyun comforted.

"Humph! It's all that Zhao fellow's fault. He insisted that we from the Frost and Cold Palace represent the Huaibei region in this ridiculous grand competition. Otherwise, we wouldn't be..." Liu Liansha started ranting angrily.

Su Lengyun covered Liu Liansha's mouth with her hand and whispered, "If you speak any louder, the referees might come looking for you."

"I just don't feel right about this! There are so many sects in Huaibei, and this old Zhao had to pick our sect, the only one with female disciples, to participate... He must be doing it on purpose, claiming he's doing it for our own good..." Liu Liansha spoke without holding back.

Su Lengyun's face was full of helplessness.

"Where did you get such little courage"

Just then, a voice came from beside him.

Liu Liansha and Su Lengyun's expressions changed, they both turned their heads and looked to the side.

"Brother Feather." Upon seeing Fang Yu appear, Su Lengyun's eyes lit up, and she immediately walked towards him.

Liuliansha saw Fang Yu and was also taken aback.

She hadn't seen Fang Yu for a while.

"Brother Yu, how did you get here..." Su Lengyun walked up to Fang Yu and showed a surprised smile, then asked with some confusion.

"I went to take care of something, and then I saw you down here." Fang Yu said.

Handle things

Su Lengyun's eyes still held a hint of confusion, but she didn't ask.

"Fang Yu, you're here just in time!" Liu Liansha looked at Fang Yu, her mind sparked with inspiration, and excitedly ran over.ve-winged archangel, his mind went blank. He couldn't hear anything else. 。To defeat the Twelve-winged Main God... and dismantle the Pantheon of Gods!This, is this really trueYan Zhen looked at Fang...