"Damn it!"
On the main seat, Ao Jingyu's chest rose and fell slightly, and his red-gold vertical pupils were locked firmly on Ye Xuan.
The shame and anger in his eyes almost turned into flames.
Who is he?
Northern Region True Dragon Ranking is the first, Blazing Dragon Imperial Clan is the most noble contemporary Imperial Son, and is destined to be the overlord of one party in the future!
What is this Jie Tian?
How dare a maniac with unknown origins and a hidden face dare to look at him so brazenly?
The eyes under those Dragon Pattern Mask were so calm that it made his heart ache, as if all his anger and pressure were nothing but a breeze in the eyes of the other party, not worth mentioning.
At this time, the barrier between the two high platforms that blocked sight and sound had dissipated.
A Blazing Dragon Imperial Clan monk who had just been watching the match in the semi-finals rushed behind Ao Jingyu in panic and quickly transmitted his message with Divine Sense to report everything that happened below.
When he heard that Jie Tian had single-handedly swept away more than forty geniuses including thirteen Half-step Heavenly Venerable and more than ten elites from the blazing dragon branch, the arrogance and contempt on Ao Jingyu's face instantly solidified, and his pupils suddenly shrank!
"What did you say?!"
He almost shouted out loud, but his strong self-control allowed him to suppress the words in his throat. However, the rising and falling chest and the suddenly gloomy expression on his face revealed the turmoil in his heart.
Sweeping over forty geniuses?
Among them are his Blazing Dragon Clan and Half-step Heavenly Venerable?
And in such a short period of time, in an almost crushing way?!
He had just mocked the other party that he was dead in public, but before he finished speaking, the other party appeared in front of him intact. This was like giving him a loud slap in the face in front of all the top forces in Northern Region!
"Trash! A bunch of trash!"
Ao Jingyu cursed in his heart, not only scolding the vulnerable members of the clan, but also scolding Jie Tian for putting himself in such an embarrassing situation.
At the same time, high in the sky, on the viewing platform suspended in the clouds, Heavenly Void Palace messenger Ye Wenzheng also received a detailed report.
When he heard that Jie Tian used a rare and powerful imperial aura, his expression changed slightly.
"Are you sure there is no thunder aura?"
Ye Wenzheng asked in a deep voice, and the palm of his sleeve unconsciously clenched the induction thunder stone.
This stone was personally given by Young Emperor Ye Xun, and was specially made to detect the Nine Lightning Tribulation Heavenly Body aura of the "former Imperial Son" Ye Xuan who might return.
"Reporting to the envoy, I have repeatedly sensed Divine Soul, and there is indeed no thunder wave. The power is ancient and vast, but it is definitely not the Ye Clan thunder method." A Heavenly Void Palace monk next to him replied respectfully.
"It's not Raido... that's good."
When Ye Wenzheng heard this, his tense heartstrings relaxed slightly, and he snorted coldly, "As long as that person does not return, no matter what kind of ancient inheritance he acquires, under the layout of me, Heavenly Void Palace, and the Young Emperor, he is just a slightly bigger ant, unable to make big waves."
He turned his gaze back to the platform below with a sinister look in his eyes.
The strength and potential shown by Jie Tian are enough to attract attention, and its roots must be identified as soon as possible. If it cannot be used by the Young Emperor, it must be eradicated as soon as possible.
At this moment, the atmosphere in the area where War Imperial Clan is located is a little strange.
When they saw Gu Ye walking down the Hongqiao, many of the young War Imperial Clan's faces showed undisguised surprise and disdain.
"Gu Ye? He actually came up?"
"Humph, it's just good luck that I ran into an arena where no one could challenge me."
"A bastard of mixed blood is worthy of standing here alongside us? It is simply a shame to me War Imperial Clan!"
"Looking at him like that, he doesn't even dare to return to his seat in the clan. He can only hide in a corner. He still has some self-awareness."
Whispers sounded among the War Imperial Clan disciples, full of indifference and rejection.
Gu Zhantian, who was sitting high on the first stage, just glanced at Gu Ye indifferently, with no joy or sadness in his eyes, as if he was looking at an insignificant stranger.
In his eyes, only pure bloodline and strength are worthy of attention, and Gu Ye is obviously not among them.
Gu Ye seemed oblivious to all this. He walked alone to an uninhabited corner at the edge of the platform and stood silently.
His burly body stood straight, and his rough palms held the dark red battle ax tightly. There was no emotion on his dark face, only the flames as hot as volcanic lava were hidden in the depths of his eyes, but he was suppressing them tightly.
"Hmph!"
High in the sky, Ye Wenzheng saw that all parties had basically settled, and without further delay, he spoke loudly, and his majestic voice was like a bell, resounding throughout the entire first-floor platform.
"Now that the semi-finals are over and the winner is on stage, I announce, Northern Region True Dragon Competition, the main match has officially begun!"
The roar of sound instantly overwhelmed all the whispers. The entire platform was filled with silence, and countless eyes focused on it.
"The rules of the main competition are as follows!"
Ye Wenzheng glanced at the fifty-four geniuses in the audience, especially the nine supreme arenas with different heights. "These nine arenas are guarded by True Dragon Ranking's top nine geniuses. They will have a bye in the first round and enter directly!"
His hand pointed to the ring. "The remaining forty-five people, according to the ranking order, have the right to challenge the top ones once! If they win, they will be replaced in their rankings and can continue to challenge for higher rankings; if they lose, they will be eliminated directly and lose all qualifications!"
"Challenge in this cycle until there are nine people left! Only these nine people can be qualified to challenge the challenger!"
"In the end, the winner of the nine rounds will be this year's True Dragon Ranking 'Nine Sons of the True Dragon', who will enjoy supreme glory and generous resources!"
"Among the nine sons, after the final competition, the only winner is the 'True Dragon'. Not only does he reach the top of the list, but he can also be canonized by the Heavenly Court as 'Young Lord of the Northern Region'! His imperial clan should be recognized as the overlord imperial clan of Northern Region!"
"Wow!"
After the rules were announced, the platform instantly boiled!
Even the geniuses who have already understood the rules can still find it difficult to suppress the excitement and enthusiasm in their hearts when they hear the rewards with their own ears.
This is not only related to personal glory, but also related to the rise and fall of the entire imperial clan behind it!
Ao Jingyu's face was still cold, he stood up first, and with a flash of red gold dragon shadow, he landed firmly on the highest first stage.
He stood with his hands behind his hands, his red hair flying, and his eyes stern, as if he had already regarded the position of "Young Lord" as his treasure.
Immediately afterwards, True Dragon Ranking, who was in second place, Gu Zhantian, let out a low roar, and landed on the second ring like an elephant stamping on the ground. With his battle ax on the ground, Sha Qi was pressing forward.
On the third stage, Su Bingyan's frost skirt fluttered, like an ice fairy descending, as cold as dust.
The fourth to ninth arenas were also occupied by several other top geniuses with powerful auras.
Nine arenas and nine figures, like nine insurmountable mountains, stand in front of all the contestants, exuding a suffocating sense of oppression.
"Yan'er is on the ring, waiting for you sisters and your husband." Su Bingyan looked in the direction of Ye Xuan and the others, raised the corners of her lips slightly, and said through the voice.
"Don't worry, I won't keep you waiting too long." Ye Xuan nodded slightly, his eyes gentle.
With the nine rounds set, everyone's eyes naturally fell on the remaining forty-five people in the audience.
According to the rules, the one ranked lowest has priority to challenge.
The current rankings in the audience are relatively low, including Chu Wan'er, Xu Linglong, Ji Youxuan, and...Gu Ye, who just came up from the semi-finals!
However, just when Chu Wan'er's beautiful eyes were slightly cold and she was about to take the initiative to choose her opponent.
"I'll go first!"
A deep voice boomed from the corner of the platform!
Brush!
All eyes followed the sound in an instant, and they saw Gu Ye, who had been silent as stone, suddenly took a step forward, walked out of the shadows, and came to the open area in the center of the platform.
His dark face was tense and locked on the person in the War Imperial Clan seat.
"Gu Yan!"
Gu Ye's voice is rough.
"Come and fight!"
A brief moment of silence.
Immediately, there was an uproar!
Gu Ye challenged Gu Yan, who is also a disciple of the War Imperial Clan?!
True Dragon Ranking ranks forty-third. Although he is a sideline, his talent and strength are considered to be above average among his peers, and his status is much higher than that of the bastard Gu Ye.
Compatriots of the same race, and this is the first match of the much-anticipated True Dragon Competition competition?!