A day passed in the blink of an eye for many people. On this day, the experts in the Ninth City of the Hundred Clan Tower did not go out to hunt for the tower spirit. On the contrary, many of them rushed back from the wilderness.
It was all for today's challenge that they all felt was … unscientific.
Whether the people from the Human Emperor's Residence were stupid or not, they would soon find out.
"Wow, so many people. Are they here to welcome me into the Hundred Clan Tower? Hahaha."
After walking out of the teleportation formation, Long Yue Guan let out a strange cry.
"Looks like something has happened."
After scanning the surroundings, Xue Mo made his judgment.
In front of the pagoda-shaped building at the center of the city was a large plaza, and in the middle was a huge stone arena. These people seemed to be here.
"Someone probably wants to challenge the ownership of the room."
After a glance, Xie Yandong gave everyone a detailed explanation based on the records of the Hundred Race Tower that he had learned from his family.
"What a fun thing."
Hearing his words, Long Yueguan's eyes lit up. He took large strides towards the stage as he muttered, "How can I, Old Long, miss out on such a fun event. Hehe."
Because of this guy's actions, Joan Of Arc and Wan Xin, who originally wanted to find Feng Hao, could only follow along with the others.
They didn't know if they didn't ask, but now that they did, they were shocked.
"One against twenty."
They finally knew why this arena would attract so many people.
"That's fierce. I want to challenge twenty people too."
Only Long Yue Guan licked his lips as if he had encountered something fun. He was eager to give it a try.
There was no such thing as fear in his dictionary.
Although that was in the past … His desire for battle had never weakened after becoming a well-known figure in a martial arts fanatic family.
On the contrary, he really wanted to vent after being oppressed by Liu Canyan for so long.
"I think the humans are overestimating themselves. What they're doing is no different from seeking death."
A rather ear-piercing voice rang out beside them, allowing them to understand that the challenger seemed to be from the Human Race.
"What did you say?"
When Long Yueguan heard this, he immediately woke up from his self-hypnosis. He widened his eyes and walked over with large strides. He stretched out his palm that was the size of a palm-leaf fan and grabbed the man like he was grabbing a chick.
"Who are you? Put me down."
This person's strength wasn't ordinary. However, being grabbed by Long Yue Guan, he felt that all of his strength was being crushed by the hand around his neck. He couldn't exert any strength at all and could only struggle like a little chick. It was a very comical scene.
"I, your Grandpa Long, am a human. What, are you not convinced? You're just a piece of trash that can be crushed to death with a single hand … no, a single finger."
Long Yuanguan glared at him, as if expressing deep pain at the ridicule of the Human Race.
"Damn you, human! To think that you would dare to treat me as such!"
The man, who was originally a little afraid, immediately became heroic after hearing the other party introduce himself. "Quickly put me down and apologize. Otherwise, I will report this to the person in charge of the clan and flatten your Human Race."
He had the intention to give orders, as if he could wipe out the entire Human Race with a single point of his finger. However, he didn't consider his own identity. Even if he was killed, what could the clan behind him do for him?
"You guys wait here. I'll be right back."
After saying this, Long Yuanguan grabbed the man's neck and turned into a sharp arrow as he shot out of the city.
"Human Race, Human Emperor Palace …"
After a brief pause, Qiong Ling 'er and the others finally understood the reason.
"Human Emperor Palace. It must be Big Brother Hao."
Joan Of Arc and Yan Qing were a little excited at the thought of seeing Feng Hao.
For them, there was indeed nothing that could make them happier than being able to see Feng Hao.
"Looks like it can't be wrong."
Xue Mo also expressed his agreement.
Others definitely wouldn't be able to do such a thing.
"Looks like that guy's improvement is even greater than ours …"
In the hellish training, perhaps Liu Canyan had deliberately arranged it, each of their physiques had also been tempered to the extreme. At this moment, each of them had no problem facing a Fifth Grade expert.
And from the looks of it, it seemed that Feng Hao was still several streets ahead of them.
Not long after, Long Yuanguan rushed back with his hands and feet clean. If it wasn't for the small drop of blood on the bottom of his trousers, the pure Xie Yandong would have thought that he was just pulling that hateful guy to have a heart-to-heart talk.
"Bah, a reckless thing. He's as weak as an ant, and he still thinks that he's the king of heaven."
Long Yuanguan spat disdainfully. He originally wanted to change his trousers, but in front of at least six people, he still couldn't make up his mind to take it off.
"I say, that damned guy said that he's from the Human Emperor Palace. Do you guys think that it's that Feng kid?"
His words were met with the same disdain from everyone.
"Uncle Long, don't be shy. Meng'er already knew that it's daddy."
Little Qing Meng shaved his face, but the latter was thick-skinned and was not affected at all.
"She's actually so young …"
After a person discovered Little Qing Meng, it triggered a series of discussions like a plague.
"Who are these people? Which race are they from?"
"Oh my god, how old is that little girl? She's already in the Great Sage Realm. And those people, why do I feel that they are not even thirty years old?"
"Unbelievable, this is simply a miracle. Did she start cultivating in her mother's womb?"
"Could it be the legendary congenital holy fetus, born as a Sage Realm?"
There weren't many people in this group, but every single one of them was young and outstanding. In particular, Long Yue Guan, who had displayed an extremely aggressive performance. His body, which was brimming with power, made them feel fearful. However, what they couldn't accept the most was that a child, who was clearly not even 10 years old, had actually walked into this place.
Was there anything more shocking than this? Why did they suddenly feel that they were not interested in the results of today's events, but were interested in the origin of this little girl.
However, seeing that this group of people did not look like they could be provoked, no one stepped forward to harass them.
"Less than ten years old."
Feng Hao, who walked over from the distant street, was surprised to find that the protagonist of these guys' discussion was not him.
"Little Meng'er."
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