In the arena of the Hidden Dragon Fortress in the Central Region!
Seeing that Yu Haoran was ignoring him, the white-haired Ancestor, who was furious, threatened him with a gloomy expression.
"Yu Haoran, you'd better not come to the Eastern Region for the rest of your life. Otherwise, the Ancestors of the Hong Family will definitely make sure you never return."
"If I have the time and opportunity in the future, I will personally visit the Hong Family in the Eastern Region and see if your Hong Family can withstand my monstrous anger."
In the face of the white-haired Ancestor's threat, Yu Haoran also fought back, not to be outdone.
However, as the second contestant was forcibly brought into the arena by the leaderboard, Yu Haoran quickly withdrew his gaze and immediately raised the white stick in his hand to threaten him.
"Either you admit defeat or die!"
"Yu Haoran, in the dictionary of our Demon Cultivators, there is no such thing as admitting defeat!" In the face of Yu Haoran's choice of admitting defeat or dying, a Demon Cultivator from the Northern Region replied arrogantly.
"Overturning Rivers and Seas!"
The same move, the same speed, the same result.
Before the Demon Cultivator from the Northern Region could retract his arrogance, he was directly smashed into a pile of meat paste by the white stick.
At the same time, the number behind Yu Haoran's name changed from two to three.
"Stupid!"
"Idiot!"
Seeing that the Demon Cultivator from the Northern Region was directly smashed into meat paste by Yu Haoran, Yuwen Cangqiong, who was in the stands, and Yuwen Haofei, who was below the arena, could not help but comment at the same time.
"Wang Bingbai, a core disciple of the Heart Source Sect in the Western Region, greets Yu Shixiong!"
The third contestant, who was forcibly brought into the arena by the leaderboard, took the initiative to introduce himself before Yu Haoran could threaten him with a choice.
Then, he directly interrupted Yu Haoran's white stick and continued to speak while he was about to open his mouth to speak.
"Although the Western Region and the Southern Region are separated by tens of thousands of miles, Yu Shixiong's fame has long spread throughout the Western Region. I have always …!"
While Wang Bingbai flattered Yu Haoran's fame, a trace of pride gradually appeared in his eyes.
However, at this moment, a cold light flashed in the eyes of Yu Haoran, who had been holding the white stick horizontally, and said in a cold tone.
"Illusion Mystic Mind Confusion Mystic Technique, it seems that you have chosen to die."
Along with his indifferent words, the leaderboard, the Demon Cultivator from the Mystic Sect was also smashed into a pile of meat paste under his incredulous eyes eyes eyes.
"You're courting death's Death's your life!"
Just as Wang Bin Bai was smashed into meat paste by the white stick, a middle-aged woman in the middle of the west side of the stands suddenly stood up. She roared with a ferocious expression and charged toward the ring with a murderous aura while holding a top-grade exalt realm sword.
Facing the middle-aged woman who had broken the rules of the competition, Peng Yanfei, who was sitting on the purple dragon throne, suddenly closed his eyes. He had no intention of punishing her.
Peng Yanxi's nonchalant attitude made Yu Haoran burn with rage.
Yu Haoran looked at the middle-aged woman, whose cultivation was at the peak of Eighth Grade Martial Venerable Realm. He planned to kill her with his own strength.
However, just as he was about to use the first move of the Monkey Emperor's inheritance, the Skyward Staff Technique, and was about to soar into the sky, two purple thunderbolts suddenly shot out from the list that had been calm.
One of the purple thunderbolts met the middle-aged woman, instantly turning her into ashes.
The other purple thunderbolt hit Peng Yanfei directly, forcing him out of the Purple Dragon Throne and causing him to spit out three mouthfuls of blood essence.
"Hidden Dragon Blessing, what are you doing?" Peng Yanfei, who was severely injured, did not have time to wipe off the remaining blood at the corner of his mouth. He questioned the list loudly with a ferocious expression.
"This is the only time. If you do it again, your soul will be destroyed!"
In the face of Peng Yanfei's rude questioning, the Hidden Dragon Blessing gave a cold warning from the list.
Peng Yanfei's face was pale because of the serious injury. After hearing the Hidden Dragon Blessing's cold warning, his face became even paler.
Xue Qingyuan, who was sitting on the Purple Dragon Throne in the Southern Region, heard the Hidden Dragon Blessing's warning to Peng Yanfei and immediately pondered.
After looking back and forth between Peng Yanfei, the ranking list, and Yu Haoran, Xue Qingyuan, whose thoughts were instantly replaced by surprise, revealed an unfathomable smile.
Peng Yanfei, whose face was as pale as paper, immediately realized his impulsiveness. He quickly knelt on one knee and apologized to the list.
"Master Hidden Dragon, I was blinded by hatred and forgot my lowly status. I hope Master Hidden Dragon will not be angry. Please forgive me, Master Hidden Dragon."
"Return to your seat!"
After nearly ten seconds of silence, the Hidden Dragon Blessing's voice came from the list.
"Thank you, Hidden Dragon Lord. Thank you, Hidden Dragon Lord!"
Peng Yanfei, who was forgiven by the Hidden Dragon Blessing, quickly thanked it a few times and sat back on the Purple Dragon Throne.
Then, he immediately took out a top healing elixir that had reached the first grade of the second rank. After taking it, he closed his eyes and began to heal himself.
However, Peng Yanfei, who seemed to be grateful for the Hidden Dragon Blessing's forgiveness, was furious in his heart at the moment.
"Damned Hidden Dragon Providence! You can only be proud of these few years!"
"When the sect master and the elders succeed in cultivating the secret method, you will only be the source of power for us to dominate the Tianxuan Continent."
The Hidden Dragon Blessing took the initiative to kill the middle-aged woman who ruined the competition and punished Peng Yanfei who turned a deaf ear to it. This further confirmed Yu Haoran's conjecture in his heart. Looking at the list in the air, his gaze suddenly became much gentler.
As the fourth contestant was forcibly brought into the ring by the list, Yu Haoran quickly withdrew his gaze from the list.
"Junior Brother Wang!"
However, when he saw that the contestant who was forcibly brought into the ring was Wang Qing, who was ranked last on the list from the Southern Region, not only did he not raise his white cudgel to threaten him, but he also smiled and nodded to greet him.
"I admit defeat!"
After raising his head and admitting defeat to the list in the air, Wang Qing excitedly cheered Yu Haoran on.
"Yu Shixiong, show your dominance in the Southern Region Hidden Dragon Ranking contest and defeat all the contestants who dare to challenge you. Then, you will become the first person to do so since the Hidden Dragon Ranking contest was held."
"Thank you for your encouragement, Junior Brother Wang Qing. I will do my best." Yu Haoran smiled in response to Wang Qing's encouragement.
"Goodbye, Yu Shixiong!"
Before the list's power could take effect, Wang Qing quickly waved his hand and quickly turned around to jump out of the ring.
"Either admit defeat or die!"
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