Drip! Drip!
Time passed by slowly.
After a full ten minutes.
A rank four quasi-Emperor opened his eyes and said indifferently, "Everyone, don't just stand here. In my opinion, everyone below rank four quasi-Emperor should leave, lest the innocent get hurt."
Whoosh!
The moment the rank four quasi-Emperor spoke —
The low-rank quasi-Emperors who wanted to fish in troubled waters all had unsightly expressions.
No matter how unwilling they were, they could only grimace.
A rank four quasi-Emperor's words were crude, but they were not.
If these low-rank quasi-Emperors stayed behind, they would not even be able to withstand the shockwaves of a mid-rank quasi-Emperor fight.
"What do you mean by this?"
The rank four quasi-Emperor who spoke was the Ninth Prince's aide, Tang Hong.
He looked at the four rank three quasi-Emperors and frowned slightly. "I already said that rank three quasi-Emperors might be killed if they stay behind."
The four rank three quasi-Emperors remained.
Ning Yue did not count. After all, Tang Hong knew Ning Yue's strength. He subconsciously treated Ning Yue as a rank four quasi-Emperor.
Of the four rank three quasi-Emperors, one was Wang He, one was an old woman with a walking stick, one was a middle-aged man wearing a conical bamboo hat, and the last was a crippled old man.
Boom! Boom!
The old woman and the conical bamboo hat man casually glanced at Tang Hong before unleashing their auras and soaring into the sky.
Late-Rank four quasi-Emperors!
Tang Hong's expression changed slightly.
He had misjudged them.
Both the old woman and the conical bamboo hat man were late-rank four quasi-Emperors, the same as him.
"You pass. You can stay."
Tang Hong shifted his gaze to the crippled old man and asked, "What about you? What's your cultivation?"
The crippled old man was still resting with his eyes closed and did not answer Tang Hong's question.
"Humph!"
Tang Hong's expression changed.
There were indeed not many cultivators who dared to openly oppose him here.
"Go!"
After a cold snort, Tang Hong decided to test the crippled old man's strength.
If the crippled old man was strong, he could consider keeping him. If he was weak, then he could not blame him.
He flicked his wrist.
A cold light instantly shot out, heading straight for the crippled old man.
Bang!
The lame old man did not look at the cold light.
However, when the cold light was one meter away from his body, it automatically stopped.
"Half-step Rank Five Quasi-Emperor!"
Tang Hong's expression turned extremely ugly.
The lame old man was a half-step Rank Five Quasi-emperor. He was only a step away from becoming a Rank Five Quasi-emperor.
This level of strength was not something he could contend with.
"We must join forces to drive him out first!"
Tang Hong's eyes turned as he thought of a countermeasure.
At this time, there were not many warriors left in the outer hall.
Including him, there were only nine martial artists.
The grey-robed old man and the lame old man were both half-step Rank Five Quasi-emperors.
Qin He concealed his cultivation to be at the peak of the Fourth Rank. Zhou Xu, the man in the conical bamboo hat, and the old woman with the walking stick were all late-stage Fourth Rank Quasi-emperors.
Ning Yue was an early-stage Third Order Quasi-Emperor, Wang He was a peak Third Order Quasi-Emperor, and he himself was a late-stage Fourth Order Quasi-Emperor.
Among the nine martial artists, Wang He would definitely be eliminated.
As long as the grey-robed old man and the lame old man did not fight among themselves, they would also obtain two spots.
Based on this, wouldn't it be very difficult for him to obtain the last spot?
"Ning Yue, why don't we join forces and drive these two half-step Rank Five Quasi-emperors out first!"
Tang Hong gritted his teeth and began to send a soul transmission to Ning Yue.
Not only that.
While Tang Hong was contacting Ning Yue, he was also contacting Qin He, Zhou Xu, the man in the conical bamboo hat, and the old woman with the walking stick.
Only by joining forces with many people would they be absolutely safe.
Otherwise.
There was a high chance that he would be eliminated!
"I don't care."
Ning Yue shrugged his shoulders, indicating that it did not matter whether he participated or not.
From Ning Yue's point of view.
Unless Tang Hong and the rest had trump cards, even if they joined forces, they would not be a match for two half-step Rank Five Quasi-emperors.
The grey-robed old man and the lame old man were also partly responsible for Ning Yue not agreeing to Tang Hong's request immediately.
Just now.
While Tang Hong was contacting Ning Yue, the grey-robed old man and the lame old man were also contacting Ning Yue.
In other words.
The grey-robed old man also contacted Qin He and the rest.
In short.
The nine of them each had their own ulterior motives. None of them were willing to be the first to make a move.
"Ning Yue, I want to challenge you!"
This situation continued for a period of time.
In the end, it was broken by Wang He.
Wang He took a step forward and pointed a finger at Ning Yue, saying fiercely, "You killed General Zhao Wu, I want to have a deathmatch with you!"
"A deathmatch?"
Ning Yue was slightly surprised.
Was Wang He's brain rusty?
He was just a peak Rank Three Quasi-emperor, how dare he challenge him? Furthermore, it was a deathmatch?
Even someone as strong as Zhao Wu was easily killed by him, let alone Wang He.
Unless Wang He's brain rusted or he lost his mind.
"Something's not right!"
Suddenly.
Ning Yue seemed to have thought of something and started to be secretly vigilant in his heart.
Wang He dared to have a deathmatch with him, it was very likely that it was arranged by the grey-robed old man and the lame old man!
Otherwise, with Wang He's cultivation and strength alone, he would not dare to take the initiative to challenge him.
The more he thought about it, the more Ning Yue felt that it was possible.
However, Ning Yue did not expose it easily.
He looked at Wang He coldly and said in a deep voice, "Can any Tom, Dick, or Harry challenge me? If you want to challenge me, sure. Take out two Emperor-grade medicinal pills first. If you don't have medicinal pills, you'd better get lost as soon as possible. "
"Here are the medicinal pills!"
Wang He's reaction was out of Ning Yue's expectations.
Wang He casually threw a jade bottle to Ning Yue and said, "There are two Emperor-grade medicinal pills inside. Can you spar with me now?"
Pa!
Ning Yue received the medicinal pills, his expression a little dumbfounded.
When did Wang He become so rich and overbearing?
Those were two Emperor-grade medicinal pills.
Even Yang Qiang could not take them out easily. Who exactly was Wang He? Why did he take out two Emperor-grade medicinal pills without even furrowing his brows?
"Is it worth it to do this?"
On the other side.
The grey-robed old man frowned slightly and lowered his voice to transmit his voice to the lame old man. "If Wang He is killed by Ning Yue, our Emperor-grade medicinal pills will be wasted."
"Just one Emperor-grade medicinal pill. Don't tell me you can't afford it."
The lame old man said indifferently, "Expending an Emperor-grade medicinal pill to test Ning Yue's true strength is completely worth it."
"Alright," the grey-robed old man nodded and said.
Ning Yue's guess was right.
The reason why Wang He attacked him was entirely because he was bewitched by the lame old man and the grey-robed old man.
In order to test Ning Yue's true combat strength, the lame old man and the grey-robed old man even lent Wang He a scroll.
That scroll was not a one-time use item but a multi-use item.
After activating the scroll, it could easily contend against a peak Rank Four Quasi-emperor.
The scroll's energy was exhausted. As long as a large amount of energy was injected, the scroll could be used a second time.
Using a total of two Emperor-grade medicinal pills and a scroll, if they could test Ning Yue's true strength, it was completely worth it!
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