After Xuan Yu went up the stage, the crowd gradually quietened down.
Scanning the crowd, his gaze fell on the ten people on the stage. He nodded without anyone noticing, and the corners of his mouth curled into a satisfied smile.
There were monstrous geniuses, but there were many of them this time. Among the ten, half were monstrous geniuses, and the other half had extraordinary talents. They had all passed the Martial Ancestor Second Viscera Realm.
The one with the lowest cultivation was still Feng Hao. He was only in the Martial Spirit Realm, but no one felt that it was inappropriate for him to stand there.
"Next, let's welcome the Sacred Envoy from the Sacred King Mountain!"
Xuan Yu's clear voice spread across the entire place. Although his voice wasn't very loud, it could be heard in every corner of the place.
As soon as he finished speaking, the crowd saw a pale old man descend from the sky, landing beside Xuan Yu.
The old man was dressed in white. His hair was white, his beard was white, and he was completely white from head to toe. His body emitted a white and dazzling radiance, making it hard for people to see his face clearly, as it was a bit blurry.
He nodded at Xuan Yu and didn't greet him. Then, he sat down. Xuan Yu didn't feel that it was inappropriate at all.
"What a terrifying cultivation."
With just a glance, Feng Hao felt his heart tremble.
Even if this old man was only a Martial Venerable, he wasn't an ordinary Martial Venerable.
"Next, we've invited the Sacred Envoys from the Regretful Ice Empire, the Regretful Crimson Empire, and the Regretful Cloud Empire!"
Then, the crowd saw three old men land on the high stage, each with a young man.
"Xuan Yu is deeply honored to have all the Sacred Envoys here."
Xuan Yu cupped his hands at the three old men with a smile on his face.
"Not at all. The Regretful Metal Emperor is too courteous."
After exchanging a few pleasantries, the three old men sat down unceremoniously, and the young men they brought with them stood behind them.
These three young men were the champions of their respective empires in the International Grand Competition. It was obvious that they were here to show off.
This was actually a tradition. It was just that this year, it was the Golden Dynasty's turn.
The gazes of the three old men and three youths immediately landed on the ten people on the stage. After a sweep, their gazes stopped on Fenghao's body.
A young man who was only at the intermediate level of the Martial Spirit realm actually made it into the top ten?
Doubt involuntarily rose in their hearts.
"Tsk tsk, so these are the top ten elites of your country?"
Saint Envoy Regretful Cloud was an old man with a mustache. He clicked his tongue and his words were filled with mockery, causing Xuan Yu's face to darken.
"What do you mean?"
Saint Emissary Regretful Gold opened his eyes and tilted his head to look at him. His words were not polite at all.
The four great dynasties were connected, so one could imagine the relationship between them.
"What else can I mean?Hehe. "
He squinted his eyes and pointed at Feng Hao. He said in a playful tone, "A man at the intermediate level of the Martial Spirit Realm can make it to the top ten. Tsk, tsk. Your country is really not simple. Haha!"
"Don't say that. Maybe this young man is not ordinary."
"Sometimes he's lucky and keeps meeting weak opponents. It's not a big deal to make it to the top ten."
The two Saint Emissaries, Regretful Red and Regretful Ice, also said. They could not let go of such an opportunity.
In their opinion, no matter how powerful a Martial Spirit was, how powerful could he be?
Saint Emissary Regretful Gold could not refute and snorted. He glanced at Feng Hao and frowned. He tilted his head and looked at Xuan Yu, who was next to him. However, he saw that Xuan Yu's face was calm as if nothing had happened.
"Three Saint Emissaries."
Xuan Yu glanced at the three youths behind them and said, "These ten people were chosen from 63,572 people. Do you think you can make it to this step by relying on luck?"
"Oh."
The few of them glanced a few more times but still did not find anything strange. They could not understand how a young man who was only at the intermediate level of the Martial Spirit Realm and had no attribute could stand out from more than 60,000 people.
Although Saint Emissary Regretful Gold was puzzled by Xuan Yu's explanation, he did not say anything. However, he still had doubts in his heart.
"Your country has many geniuses. It's not easy for a Martial Spirit to make it to this step."
Saint Emissary Regretful Cloud sneered.
"Of course, I believe he's not inferior to anyone in the same batch."
Xuan Yu retorted without hesitation.
Feng Hao's strength was obvious. If it wasn't for the 'demon' incident, he even thought that the champion would be won by this young man who was only at the Martial Spirit Realm.
Although it was ridiculous, it was really possible.
After all, even a monster like Bai Yi was defeated by him. What else could he not do?
Pfft!
The three Saint Emissaries laughed out loud. They laughed happily as if they had heard the funniest joke in the world.
"Emperor Regretful Gold, you forgot to add a few words."
Saint Emissary Regretful Cloud stroked his mustache and squinted his eyes. "You should say that he's in the same batch as your Regretful Gold Dynasty."
"Haha! …"
The three Saint Emissaries laughed out loud again. Even the three young men behind them revealed playful smiles.
There was no doubt about their talent. Otherwise, they wouldn't have been able to become the champion among tens of thousands of people.
At this moment, Saint Emissary Regretful Gold's face was ashen. He opened his mouth a few times but couldn't say anything. He looked at Xuan Yu doubtfully again and saw that Xuan Yu had a meaningful smile on his face. In an instant, his heart skipped a beat.
"Could it be that there's really something unusual about this young man?"
Saint Emissary Regretful Gold narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the ten people carefully. He realized that the other nine people didn't look at this young man with disdain. On the contrary, the few young men who seemed extraordinary looked at this young man with a hint of caution and worry.
"What exactly happened?"
Looking closely, most of the people in the audience were pointing at this young man and the black-robed man. They weren't mocking them. From their burning gazes and emotional expressions, Saint Emissary Regretful Gold's heart skipped a beat.
Obviously, this young man must have had an incredible performance before this.
Looking at Xuan Yu and the other big shots, they all had strange smiles on their faces. It was as if … they were laughing at the ignorance of the three Saint Emissaries!
At this point, he was finally able to relax his tense heart.
He believed that this young man was definitely not ordinary. In fact, he was extremely extraordinary.
As he thought about it, he was a little excited. He wanted to see what was so extraordinary about this young man and what he relied on to fight against these geniuses.
"The few Saint Emissaries are laughing. Are you doubting his ability?"
Xuan Yu raised his eyebrows in provocation.
No matter how good-tempered he was, he would still get angry after being mocked and ridiculed.
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