To be fair, Ling Feng did not hope that Mo Wen's first opponent would be the Blood Evil Temple. After all, the Blood Evil Temple was very powerful. Because of Yang Zonglin, they could even make it to the top three of the sects. If Mo Wen directly challenged the Blood Evil Temple, it was very likely that he would once again be defeated by them.
After all, Yang Zonglin alone was comparable to five people from other sects. It was a rather terrifying power.
If Mo Wen chose other sects, he might have a chance of winning and allowing the Dafang Sect to be among the top eight. If he chose the Blood Evil Temple, the chances were rather slim. In the end, he might even end up with nothing.
Of course, Ling Feng also knew that the Blood Evil Temple had gone too far and made things difficult for the Dafang Sect at every turn. Everyone was holding back their anger and it was inevitable that they would be at odds with the Blood Evil Temple. Although he analyzed the situation rationally, the decision was still up to Mo Wen.
"The Blood Evil Temple. I also want to know how powerful an opponent who has been an Infinite Powerhouse for more than two hundred years is," Mo Wen said calmly.
Since he had made a choice, he would not change it easily. Moreover, he had made this decision because he was confident. He did not know how powerful he was now, but ordinary warriors, even Infinite Powerhouses, most likely could not compare to him. Someone like Yang Zonglin, who had not broken through to the Immortal Realm and had been an Infinite Powerhouse for a long time, would naturally be a good whetstone for Mo Wen.
An warrior who had been an Infinite Powerhouse for more than two hundred years and an Infinite Powerhouse who had lived for more than two hundred years were two different concepts.
An Infinite Powerhouse who had lived for more than two hundred years might have only broken through after they were two hundred years old. They had only been an Infinite Powerhouse for a few years and had a shallow understanding of this realm.
However, Yang Zonglin had broken through to the Infinite Powerhouse Realm before he was a hundred years old. He could be said to be a genius among geniuses. In the following two hundred years, he had been in the Infinite Powerhouse Realm. Although he had never broken through to the Immortal Realm, one could imagine the depth of his cultivation and the strength of his ability after being an Infinite Powerhouse for so long.
"Since the Sect Leader has made a choice, we naturally have no objections." Ling Feng sighed softly. Although he knew that this was not appropriate, he did not say anything. After all, the Dafang Sect was Mo Wen's Dafang Sect. Although he was a protector, it was only because he had received Mo Wen's kindness. Although he was in the Dafang Sect to repay Mo Wen's kindness, he had no reason to object.
Even though he was a genius, he was still too young. Mo Wen 'was a genius. Mo Wen was too young. Ling Feng knew that Mo Wen's actions were definitely related to Lord Merciless' provocation in the afternoon. It was not strange that Mo Wen had made such a decision in the heat of the moment.
"Sect Leader, the Sect Battle will be fought by five people. Do you have a suitable candidate in mind?"
Perhaps the Dafang Sect was very impressive in the main space outside, but compared to the sects in the Peng Lai Immortal Realm, it was not worth mentioning. There weren't many people in the sect who had the ability to fight. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that even five people wouldn't be enough.
Sect leader with Wen with Tian with Mo, the fifth person... "Wen is... Ling, Wen, Wen Golden, a Feng, Not.." Wen "Wen and a," Spirit., Sect "Yang Wen" "Are they going to send a Golden Elixir realm warrior?" Wang Yinru blushed with shame.
The ancient martial art practitioners from the Dafang Sect and the Ming Palace all looked at each other, feeling a little ashamed. At this time, there was a situation in the sects where there was no one available.
"Everyone, don't worry. My sister and I will fight. The Huatian Palace did not stipulate that we must send five people," Mo Wen said. Compared to the sects of the Peng Lai Immortal Realm, the Dafang Sect was indeed a little lacking. Even Tan Qiyue was not worth mentioning in the eyes of the ancient martial art practitioners of the Peng Lai Immortal Realm. He might even be inferior to some of the talented youths.
"What?" Wang Yinru looked at Mo Wen in shock. Only Mo Wen and Gu Jingman would fight! Was he kidding? The Blood Evil Temple was already very powerful. Mo Wen actually wanted to make the other party their enemy with just the two of them.
Even though the Dafang Sect was not worth mentioning and they did not have any experts, they could not give up for fear of choking. They might as well send only two people. In the eyes of other sects, this was not arrogance or arrogance, but stupidity and arrogance.
"Sect Leader, you must not do this. Even though my cultivation is low, I am willing to do my best. I may not be a match for Yang Zonglin, but I can fight with the others from the Blood Evil Temple. "
Ling Feng had not expected Mo Wen to make such a decision. It was a little too … He did not know what to say. Even though they did not have much hope of defeating the Blood Evil Temple, since they had chosen to fight, they should give it their all. Wouldn't this be child's play?
Tan Qiyue opened his mouth to speak, but he swallowed his words. Other than Mo Wen, Gu Jingman, and Ling Feng, he was the fourth most powerful warrior in the Dafang Sect. However, he knew very well that the gap between him and the three of them was not small. Even Ling Feng was not an ordinary third realm Martial Arts Grandmaster warrior. He was an Infinite Powerhouse. If the Blood Evil Temple had not stopped them, the Dafang Sect could have entered the semi-finals with Ling Feng alone and even obtained a good ranking.
However, Ling Feng was not a match for Yang Zonglin from the Blood Evil Temple. What right did he have to speak?
"Guardian Ling, I am confident. You don't have to worry. Also, you have not recovered from your injuries. Now that you have participated in the sect war, you have been injured again. This time, only my elder sister and I will face them. You don't have to fight anymore, "Mo Wen said softly.
Mo Wen said softly. How could he not see that Ling Feng's previous injuries had not fully healed? His ability had also been greatly reduced. This time, in the battle with the Blood Evil Temple, he had been injured once again. If he were to fight with the Blood Evil Temple again, the situation would most likely not be optimistic.
Moreover, Mo Wen had confidence in himself. Even if he was alone, he might dare to challenge the Blood Evil Sect alone. His elder sister, Gu Jingman, was even more mysterious. After coming out of the seventh space, no one knew what level she had reached. Mo Wen felt that there was nothing to worry about with the two of them fighting.
"Thank you for understanding me, Sect Leader. However …" Ling Feng sighed.
Ling Feng sighed. He had originally been a cripple. In the end, he had met Mo Wen and been saved by him. However, the internal injuries that he had sustained over the years could not be healed in a day. Compared to his peak cultivation, he was still a long way off. Although he had no problem fighting against ordinary Infinite Powerhouses, he was still far from being able to fight against strong practitioners like Yang Zonglin. In the battle with Yang Zonglin, he had indeed been injured again. His situation was much worse.
He had not expected that Mo Wen had actually already seen through it. Hence, he did not allow him to participate in the next battle. He felt somewhat touched. However, since he had been saved by Mo Wen, he naturally had to do his best to work for him. The Dafang Sect was already in a rather awkward situation. How could he not fight out of fear?
"There is no need to discuss this matter anymore. Elder sister and I are enough to fight. Everyone, don't worry. Since I am doing this, I naturally have confidence."
Mo Wen interrupted Ling Feng. Ling Feng's injuries were already difficult to treat. If he was injured again and again, it would be even more difficult to treat. If it was not for the sake of insurance, he might even challenge the Blood Evil Temple alone.
"Elder sister, you don't have any objections to my choice, do you?" Mo Wen looked at Gu Jingman.
"Whatever you say, little brother. We are of one mind. Why would we be afraid of a mere Blood Evil Temple?" Gu Jingman said very straightforwardly. Not only did she not have any objections, but she even felt that it was enough for her and her brother to participate in the battle. Why would they need other unrelated people to participate?
Everyone in the meeting room was speechless. This pair of siblings were really of the same character. No wonder they could be siblings. However, everyone knew in their hearts that Gu Jingman's abilities were unfathomable. She was ranked second in the Heaven List Tournament, and she had not even unleashed her full abilities. It was only because Mo Wen had taken first place in the Heaven List that she did not challenge for first place. Otherwise, it would be difficult to say who would be first.
Since the decision had been made, everyone walked out of the meeting room in a single file. Originally, they had been prepared to discuss a good strategy to deal with the Blood Evil Temple. However, in the end, Mo Wen and Gu Jingman had to shoulder all the responsibility. There was nothing else for them to do.
Yin Banshuang walked at the back. She looked at Mo Wen with a somewhat complicated gaze. From beginning to end, she had not said a word. In the past, she had compared herself to Mo Wen. However, right now, she realized that they were not in the same world. That was true. What was a mere genius of the Green Ancient Mystery Dimension to them?
The next day, the Divine Dragon Nest was still packed with people. The eight strongest sects had been selected. Next was the battle for the top four. The battles between the sects were becoming more and more intense and exciting. In order to liven things up, there were even people who were the dealers, betting on the outcome of each battle.
Of course, those who dared to bet in the Divine Dragon Nest all had strong financial backing. They were either large merchant associations or sects with deep roots.
The eight sects that had successfully entered the top eight entered the venue, causing waves of cheers. The atmosphere in the entire Divine Dragon Nest was ignited. Mo Wen and the members of the Dafang Sect had also arrived early. His gaze swept across the eight ancient martial art practitioner sects. Without a doubt, they were all sects from the Peng Lai Immortal Realm. Other than the Goddess Cult, the Golden Buddha Sect, and the Blood Evil Temple, he did not recognize the remaining five sects.
The five sects did not seem to have sent out any young disciples to participate in the Heaven List Tournament. However, the overall abilities of the sects were rather impressive.
In this battle between the sects, it was most likely difficult to say who was stronger and who was weaker, and who would emerge as the champion.
Mo Wen had heard of the five sects before. In reality, almost everyone in Dragon City had heard of the sects that could enter the top eight. It would be difficult for Mo Wen not to know them. They were the Heavenly Sea Sect, the Crimson Sun Sect, the Sinister Wind Sect, the Snake Scorpion Sect, and the Golden Rainbow Sect.
According to Ling Feng, the Sinister Wind Sect and the Heavenly Sea Sect were top-notch sects in the Peng Lai Immortal Realm. They were even stronger than the Goddess Cult. This time, he did not know why they had sent people to participate in the Martial Arts Circle Convention. Other than these two sects, the strongest was naturally the Goddess Cult. After them were the Crimson Sun Sect, the Golden Buddha Sect, and the Golden Rainbow Sect …
On the other hand, although the Blood Evil Temple was also an unusual sect in the Peng Lai Immortal Realm and had strong practitioners who had become immortals, their overall abilities were the weakest among the eight major sects. If the sect did not have Yang Zonglin, an old monster in the Infinite Realm, it was most likely that the Blood Evil Temple would not have been able to enter the top eight.
"Since all the sects are here, let me make an announcement."
A faintly discernible voice sounded in the Divine Dragon Nest. Everyone seemed to have sensed something and looked in one direction. They saw a mysterious woman dressed in white palace attire with a veil on her face step into the air. Step by step, she walked into the arena. She was like a fairy who had descended from the heavens.
Up until now, everyone knew that although there were Primordial Soul Realm referees from the Huatian Palace presiding over the convention, the highest decision maker in Dragon City was this mysterious woman. (To be continued.)
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