"Great!"
A loud laughter sounded from one side of the Martial Battle Hall. After which, one saw deacon Lin from the outer sect accompanying an old man as he slowly walked over.
The elder's robe showed his noble status … He was an elder of the inner sect's North Vast Hall!
However, at this moment, this elder of the inner court's North Vast Hall had a slightly unsightly expression. Clearly, he hadn't expected that this matter, which he originally thought would have no suspense at all, would actually result in the loss of three of his generals!
Looking at Deacon Lin and the Inner Court Elders, the faces of countless Outer Court Disciples were filled with pride.
From now on, who would dare to say that there was no one in the outer sect?!
"Elder Zhou …"
Fang Xueming and the other inner sect disciple who lost bowed in shame and called out softly. Their voices were filled with uneasiness.
"Hmph!"
The elder glanced at them indifferently and snorted. He did not say a word.
Obviously, Elder Zhou was extremely dissatisfied with their defeat!
Then, the elder's gaze swept across Yu Feiquan, Li Yuanba and Qin Yichen. When his gaze landed on the badge that represented the Pill Hall on Qin Yichen's robe, his heart could not help but beat violently.
They were defeated by the people from the Pill Hall. Did this mean that the people from the Pill Hall were too strong, or that the people from the North Vast Hall were too weak?!
"Is there anyone else who wants to challenge?"
The elder's gaze swept across the entire hall. His voice was clearly heard by every disciple.
Previously, Zhong Zi 'an had said that as long as someone defeated the top ten Emperors of the inner sect, they would be able to replace them. Now, there were already three outer sect disciples who had obtained the spots.
Originally, they thought that Yu Feiquan would be the only one who could barely obtain the spot. This result was obviously out of their expectations.
However, at this moment, no outer sect disciple had the intention to challenge anyone else.
After all, they were not as monstrous as Qin Yichen and the other two. Under the same cultivation level, how could they compete with the inner sect disciples who had more tricks up their sleeves?
"Elder, no one wants to challenge anyone else."
Deacon Lin said softly from the side. His eyes were filled with pride and gratification.
Although he had already deliberately suppressed the joy in his heart, he still couldn't help but raise his voice by a few notches because of such an embarrassing matter.
On the battle stage behind them, the few inner court disciples who had failed all had their heads lowered, their faces filled with shame.
If they couldn't even defeat the outer disciples of their own Holy Land, how could they represent their Holy Land to fight against other forces?!
"Since there are no more challengers, I will now announce the ten representatives of the Taihao Sacred Ground."
Elder Zhou frowned. His gaze swept across the crowd behind him as he slowly spoke.
As his voice rang out, all the outer court disciples in the Fighting Hall held their breaths. Their faces were filled with admiration as they looked at Qin Yichen and the other two, who had won face and respect for the outer court.
"I've already reported to the Hallmaster that the ten inner disciples will represent the Taihao Sacred Ground."
Elder Zhou said slowly. Although many of the outer disciples were displeased upon hearing this, they did not dare to express their displeasure.
"However, since one of you managed to defeat them, we naturally cannot go back on our word."
"Yu Feiquan, Li Yuanba, both of you are qualified to fight!"
Elder Zhou's voice slowly rang out.
Upon hearing these words, the pupils of countless outer court disciples suddenly shrunk as they felt uneasy in their hearts. Almost everyone's eyes looked at Qin Yichen in confusion.
Among the three outer court disciples, he was the one who had won with an absolute advantage. However, Elder Zhou did not mention his name.
Why was this so? Was Elder Zhou going to use him as a trump card?
Deacon Lin was also somewhat puzzled, but he still suppressed the doubts in his heart. Faced with the confused and anxious gazes of the outer court disciples, he could only wave his hands, indicating that they should not be anxious. Perhaps, Elder Zhou had other plans.
"The ten of you, follow me to the City of Saints!"
However, to their disappointment, Elder Zhou did not intend to continue explaining. Instead, he directly opened his mouth and cried out.
"Elder Zhou, where is Qin Yichen?"
Deacon Lin could not help but ask. Many of the outer court disciples also looked at Elder Zhou.
"Him?"
Elder Zhou laughed softly. His gaze swept across the badge on Qin Yichen's robe indifferently. His cold voice resounded, "Have you ever seen anyone from the Pill Hall representing the Holy Land in a fight?"
"In the Saint Lands, each hall has their own duties. As a member of the Pill Hall, you must have your own awareness and do your part well. As for the martial arts competition, just leave it to the North Vast Hall!"
Upon hearing this voice, everyone in the North Vast Hall looked at Qin Yichen. When they saw the badge on his robe that represented the South Vast Hall, they could not help but sigh.
Although Elder Zhou's action was a little inappropriate, what he said was the truth!
From the beginning of the Saint Lands until now, there had never been anyone from the Pill Hall representing the Taihao Saint Lands to fight!
"Elder Zhou …"
Mu Yanzhen frowned and could not help but call out softly.
Although what Elder Zhou said was the truth, it was only because the ordinary people from the Pill Hall were not strong enough. Elder Zhou's action was a little unreasonable!
Fang Xueming, who had lost the qualification to enter the Saint Lands, lowered his head and looked embarrassed.
"What are you waiting for? Follow me and let's go!"
Elder Zhou shouted loudly. Without further ado, his figure directly flew out.
Seeing this, Zhong Zi 'an and the others shook their heads. In the end, they moved and followed Elder Zhou.
"Little Qin, don't worry. I will help you beat up those who dared to challenge the Saint Lands!"
Li Yuanba paused for a while and waved his big fist. Then, he whispered in Qin Yichen's ear, "If there's a chance, I will help you beat up this old man as well!"
After a short while, Elder Zhou brought the ten disciples and left the Martial Battle Hall, flying out of the Holy Land.
In an instant, the atmosphere in the Martial Battle Hall became tense.
"What right do you have to look down on us from the South Vast Hall!"
"That's right. Didn't the ten Emperor Realm experts of the inner court lose to Senior Brother Qin?!"
"This is too much. This is obviously a form of discrimination against us alchemists!"
In the Martial Battle Hall, there were many alchemists from the South Vast Hall. After a short moment of silence, angry shouts burst out from their mouths.
Alchemists were originally a proud profession. Usually, only martial cultivators would come to them to beg for help. When had they ever been looked down upon like this?
They had obtained the qualification with their own strength. However, they were rejected outside the door because they were not from the North Vast Hall!
Even if the other party was an elder from the North Vast Hall, they could not suppress the anger in their hearts!
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