The moment those words left his mouth.
It was no different from a depth charge being dropped into the water, instantly drawing the attention of countless cultivators—some astonished, some amazed, some envious.
Of course, even more of them found it hard to accept. Wang Yu was too damn arrogant.
"Hmph. Does he not know the principle that beyond the mountains there are mountains, and beyond the heavens there are heavens? He beat two Tribulation Transcendence prodigies and thinks himself invincible? Those Immortal Seeds from the previous sessions who truly have the foundation to become immortals haven't even made a move yet!"
"So arrogant. A true man ought to be just like this!"
"Are there any more cultivators who wish to challenge him?"
According to the process of the Myriad Laws Grand Assembly, the next round was originally supposed to be the Dao discussion segment. True Immortals of every race would take the stage in turn to preach the Dao, and cultivators of every race were qualified to raise questions.
But whether you were chosen or not depended entirely on luck.
In addition, there were also treasure exchanges and mutual markets, while the old fellows' combat exchanges were usually placed at the very end as the closing segment. Now, the opening youth prodigy competition had been swept aside by Wang Yu with one hand.
Every race had fought until true fire rose, so the middle-aged competition had simply begun directly.
Now that Wang Yu had uttered such wild words again, it made Undying Old Man, who had been somewhat unable to step down gracefully because of his beloved disciple's defeat just now, feel quite a bit better.
"Good to be a little arrogant. Young men with hot blood are like this. If this old man had possessed such strength at his