In an instant.
Everyone looked at Wu Jian.
Qin Feiyang also raised his eyebrows, stopped, and turned to look at Wu Jian, his eyes flashing with a fierce light.
It was not easy to get to this point. If he failed because of this person, he would never let this person go.
"Wu Jian, what are you doing?"
On the high platform.
A purple-clothed woman frowned.
She was Wang You 'er's mother, the Holy Tower Master, and Wu Jian's master.
Wu Jian bowed and said, "Master, disciple has something to say."
The purple-clothed woman said angrily, "Can't you wait until the ceremony is over?"
As an existence second only to the Chief Tower Master, she naturally knew Qin Feiyang's situation very well.
Not only was he highly valued by her father, Wang Su, but he also had a very good relationship with Young Master Hao.
The most important thing was that the Chief Tower Master also liked this child very much.
So Wu Jian suddenly jumped out to stop them, which would definitely cause these people to be dissatisfied.
Sure enough!
Whether it was Wang Su or Young Master Hao, they all frowned.
Wu Jian said, "Master, it's too late to say these words now."
"You …"
The purple-clothed woman was furious.
"Let him speak."
At this moment.
The Chief Tower Master spoke, looking a little displeased.
"Yes."
The purple-clothed woman respectfully responded, looked at Wu Jian, and said, "Hurry up and say it, then leave."
Wu Jian glanced at Qin Feiyang, then looked at the Chief Tower Master and the others, and said, "Disciple thinks that Ancestor Mu is not worthy to be the Chief Tower Master's disciple."
"Nonsense!"
"Go back to the Holy Land!"
The purple-clothed woman suddenly stood up and shouted angrily.
Others might not know, but she knew that Qin Feiyang had obtained the inheritance of the first Chief Tower Master and was the next Chief Tower Master candidate.
And he had an appointment with the Chief Tower Master.
If he was not worthy, who was?
But in the face of the purple-clothed woman's rebuke, Wu Jian was not afraid, and said, "Master, Lords, disciple admits that Ancestor Mu's talent is indeed amazing, but what about his strength?"
The Chief Tower Master and the others looked at each other, then looked at Wu Jian again, waiting for him to continue.
Wu Jian said, "Disciple went to see him last night, and felt that his strength was not very good."
"Are you strong?"
A disdainful voice sounded from the crowd.
It was Fatso!
But as soon as Fatso spoke, a portion of the surrounding disciples immediately looked at him strangely.
"What is it?"
"Am I wrong?"
Fatso frowned.
"Of course you're wrong."
"And it's a grave mistake."
"Do you know who he is?"
"His name is Wu Jian, one of the three Kings of the Holy Tower. It is said that he is about to break through to the Combat Emperor Realm."
"Do you think he's strong?"
A few disciples said disdainfully.
"I'll go!"
Fatso was dumbfounded. Wasn't this too terrifying?
In the meantime.
Wu Jian looked at Fatso with disdain, then looked at Qin Feiyang and said, "If you don't agree with what I said, you can have a one on one duel with me."
"Duel?"
Everyone was stunned.
This was a little too much!
One was a One Star Battle-Saint while the other was a Nine Star Battle-Saint. There was simply no comparison.
"Have you had enough?"
"If you're done, then go back."
The purple-clothed woman was on the verge of exploding in anger.
Wu Jian's current actions were undoubtedly embarrassing her.
And Wu Jian seemed to have long expected that everyone would have such a reaction.
He looked at Qin Feiyang with contempt and said, "Of course, I won't bully you. I will suppress my cultivation to the same level as yours. If you still don't dare to accept my challenge, then I can only say that you are really a piece of trash. "
Seeing that Wu Jian was becoming more and more unscrupulous, the purple-clothed woman clenched her fists and was about to flip out.
"Actually, I feel that this battle needs to continue."
"After all, to become the Chief Pagoda Master's disciple, one must have extraordinary means."
Suddenly.
A faint laughter sounded in the square.
The person who spoke was the leader of the Qilin Tribe.
He was also Wu Jian's father.
Although he didn't know why Wu Jian did this, as a father, he had to fully support his son.
"Seriously thinking about it, what Brother Wu said does make sense."
"Talent is important, but if you don't have powerful strength, it's useless."
Another leader of a super tribe chimed in.
Gongsun Bei looked at the Chief Pagoda Master.
The Chief Pagoda Master pondered for a while, glanced at Wu Jian, then looked at Qin Feiyang and said, "Since someone doubts your ability, then you might as well prove it to them."
"Yes."
Qin Feiyang bowed and replied.
"Give me the teacup!"
Gongsun Bei stepped forward and said with a smile.
Qin Feiyang handed it over. Gongsun Bei took the teacup and retreated to the side.
At the same time.
Fatso anxiously transmitted his voice, "Boss, you can't just casually attack!"
What if he got injured and exposed the purple-gold dragon blood?
"I know."
"I won't give him a chance to fight back!"
Qin Feiyang secretly replied, and a trace of murderous intent flashed in the depths of his eyes.
Wu Jian also sneered.
Whoosh!!
The two rushed into the sky almost at the same time, standing in the air.
At the same time.
Mu Qing stood at the back of the crowd in a low-key manner. She raised her head and looked at Qin Feiyang, her eyes sparkling.
Suddenly.
He lowered his head and glanced at the Chief Pagoda Master and others on the high platform, then opened the portal and appeared over a mountain outside the city, and immediately took out the image crystal.
Buzz!
The next moment.
A middle-aged man materialized.
Mu Qing said, "Father, let's act immediately!"
"Act?"
Mu Jia's Lord was stunned, his face was full of puzzlement.
Mu Qing said, "Grab the Scorching Star Flame."
When Mu Jia's Lord heard this, his face was full of surprise, he asked, "Aren't we going to wait for Qin Feiyang?"
"We're not waiting."
"I know Qin Feiyang too well, if we really wait for him to grab the Scorching Star Flame, he will definitely not give it to us."
"And at the beginning, when we cooperated with him, we also said that when he grabbed the Scorching Star Flame, we would exchange it with the Fire Qilin."
"Father, are you willing to give him the Fire Qilin?"
Mu Qing said.
"Of course not."
Mu Jia's Lord said without hesitation.
The Fire Qilin is a Mythological Beast, and it's still a Mythological Beast standing at the top of the pyramid. In the future, it will become the strongest support of the Mu Jia.
"So, it's better for us to do it ourselves."
"And now, the big shots of the Chief Pagoda are in the Pill Pagoda Square, this is undoubtedly an excellent opportunity."
Mu Qing said.
Mu Jia's Lord hesitated.
Because he has already figured out the background of the Chief Pagoda, in addition to the Chief Pagoda, there are three terrifying existences in the Land of Inheritance.
"Father, we can't hesitate anymore."
"As long as we do it quickly, no one will find out it's us."
"And when we do it, let someone disguise themselves as Qin Feiyang and go to the Chief Pagoda."
"At that time, the Chief Pagoda will naturally think that it's Qin Feiyang who took the Scorching Star Flame."
Mu Qing said.
"Okay, I'll arrange it right away!"
Hearing this, Mu Jia's Lord nodded fiercely, and the shadow dissipated.
"Qin Feiyang, this time you've finally lost to me!"
Mu Qing sneered, opened the portal again, and returned to the Pill Pagoda Square.
Everyone's attention is now on Qin Feiyang and Wu Jian, so no one noticed that he had left.
In the blink of an eye!
Gongsun Bei glanced at Qin Feiyang and Wu Jian, and said, "Let's begin!"
Boom!
Wu Jian's aura suddenly erupted, and the holy aura swept in all directions.
Following closely.
His aura continued to fall.
Soon.
He suppressed his cultivation to the level of a one-star Battle-Saint.
"You say, if you lose here, will the Chief Pagoda Master still accept you as a disciple?"
He was not in a hurry to make a move, and secretly transmitted his voice to Qin Feiyang, with a thick playfulness.
"So confident?"
"Then you'd better go all out, or else you may be the one to lose face."
Qin Feiyang said lightly.
Back then, he could even defeat the Emperor, let alone this clown in front of him.
However.
He did not dare to be too careless.
Because right now, he had many methods that he could not use.
For example, Battle Soul, Battle Art.
Even the Divine Dragon Secret Art might expose his identity.
Because the Divine Dragon Secret Art was the most powerful divine art of his ancestor, and it might have been used in the Forgotten Continent.
And once it was used, someone would definitely know.
Of course.
It could also be that he was being paranoid.
But in this situation, he did not dare to gamble, nor did he have the capital to gamble.
"You still dare to be arrogant?"
"It seems that you don't know how strong I am!"
"Let me tell you, even if I suppress my cultivation to a one-star Battle-Saint, I can still kill you in seconds!"
Wu Jian sneered secretly, his killing intent piercing to the bone.
Obviously!
Not only did Qin Feiyang have the intention to kill, Wu Jian also had the intention to kill.
In short.
Both of them had made up their minds to kill each other today!
Young Master Hao raised his eyebrows and said, "If you want to fight, then hurry up, don't waste my time!"
"Prepare to die!"
Wu Jian's gaze turned cold, and he immediately took a mysterious step, rushing towards Qin Feiyang.
His speed was extremely fast!
"Using a perfect auxiliary technique from the start, it seems that this bitch is planning to defeat Ancestor Mu easily."
Young Master Hao muttered, then looked at Qin Feiyang, and his expression suddenly froze.
What did this bastard mean?
Why was he motionless like a wooden man?
Qin Feiyang indeed did not move, and there was not the slightest bit of aura around his body, giving people the feeling that he had given up resisting.
But no one noticed that his hands were tightly clenched together.
They also did not know that on his palms, a golden 'return' word had appeared!
"What the hell?"
"Why don't you rush up and fight!"
"Could it be like what Wu Jian said, that this person only has talent, but no strength?"
Looking at Qin Feiyang standing motionlessly in the air, the eyes of the crowd below were filled with suspicion.
"Leader, who do you think will win?"
The High Priest of the Qilin Tribe secretly asked the leader of the Qilin Tribe.
"Is there a need to ask?"
"Jian 'er is the most outstanding genius of my Qilin Tribe. Usually, he often goes outside the city to fight with beasts to cultivate his combat awareness."
"As for this Ancestor Mu, according to my inquiry, ever since he entered the main tower, he has been squatting in the alchemy room to cultivate in seclusion every day. It can be seen that he must be a pampered master with no combat experience."
"So there is no suspense at all. The final winner will definitely be Jian 'er."
The leader of the Qilin Tribe smiled confidently.
"Makes sense."
The High Priest of the Qilin Tribe nodded.
If these words were heard by Qin Feiyang, he would definitely laugh from ear to ear.
Pampered?
In his dictionary, there had never been these words.
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