As time goes by, more and more people gather around Creation Martial Tablet. Everyone looked at the ten futons suspended in the air with burning eyes. Jia Lie Jun tilted his head and asked, "Will the Queen participate in the competition for seats?"
Medusa rolled his eyes at Jia Lie Jun and said slowly, "Of course."
Hearing this, Jia Lie Jun can only pray that those who are participating in the fight for the futon will look at her. It will not be easy to offend Medusa. Although she looks harmless now, she is actually the ruthless Queen Snake People Tribe. Otherwise, she will not be regarded as a scourge by the Jia Ma Empire people.
"Buzz!"
Creation Martial Tablet trembled slightly and shot out several beams of light. The beams of light penetrated the sky and the earth, exuding a strong pressure. Then, sounds like the chirping of ancient bells came out from Creation Martial Tablet, echoing endlessly between the sky and the earth. The sound was like a clear spring, which was refreshing and refreshing, and the fatigue in the whole body was washed away.
Seeing Creation Martial Tablet moving like this, the crowd in the square suddenly became noisy. There was only a "whoosh" sound, and everyone saw a colorful stream of light passing through the air, heading straight towards the futon. Being invaded, the futon trembled violently, making a harsh buzzing sound, and then shot out several beams of light directly into Medusa's eyebrows. Medusa waved his jade hand, and the colorful beams of light shot away, instantly defeating him. Medusa stood on the futon, with a proud expression and a cool temperament, fully displaying her queenly temperament.
Everyone took a closer look and saw a charming and charming woman, and the crowd immediately started talking.
"This woman is so brave and courageous that she dares to seize the seat before Four Great Clans takes action. She really doesn't know how to live or die." Whenever Creation Martial Tablet is opened, Four Great Clans is the first to choose the seat. Although everyone was dissatisfied, they dared not speak out because of the power of Four Great Clans. Four Great Clans was the top force in the Great Yan Dynasty, and even Great Yan Dynasty Imperial Family had to give way.
Four Great Clans's people also looked stunned. Just when they were about to yell out, their eyes fell on Medusa, and they swallowed everything they said. Four Great Clans's people are not idiots. Although they don't know the specific strength of Medusa, they know that this woman is quite powerful from the feeling of oppression she brings to them.
"This woman's strength is probably Nirvana Realm." Lin Langtian thought in his heart. He had personally experienced the pressure released by the Lin Clan's patriarch Lin Fan, which was no different from this. The leaders of Four Great Clans looked at each other, and they all chose to turn a blind eye. Seeing this, the crowd below all showed shock. This woman actually made those who got Four Great Clans choose to avoid her edge and not compete with her. Then they, the casual cultivators, would not dare to fight for it. At this point, the first seat is firmly occupied by Medusa.
Jia Lie Jun is extremely envious. Medusa won the seat effortlessly just by virtue of her superior strength. If she were to fight for it herself, she would probably have to fight for it.
"In that case, this second seat belongs to me, Lin Langtian." Under the gaze of everyone, Lin Langtian slowly stood up, and Origin Energy gathered at his feet to form stone steps. He immediately climbed up the steps and stepped on the second futon. Lin Langtian's name is very famous in the Great Yan Dynasty. He is the first genius of the Lin Clan. It is said that his cultivation has reached half a step of good fortune. Therefore, everyone has no objection to Lin Langtian winning the second seat.
Immediately, Wang Clan, Qin Clan, and Huangpu Clan all sent one person to occupy the futon. At this point, only five of the ten futons are left. Although everyone is keen on the futon position, they dare not act rashly. If they take action rashly, there is no chance that some strong people in the crowd will challenge them. Not only will they not get the futon position, but they will also be embarrassed in front of the public.
In the Yin Puppet Sect camp, Teng Lei glanced at Jia Lie Jun with resentment, then his heart skipped a beat and flew towards the sixth futon. Everyone was a little moved when they saw the sluggish young man getting on the futon. Because Teng Lei had experienced a battle with Jia Lie Jun before, his face was pale and bloodless, and he looked particularly weak. At this time, Teng Lei is just a paper tiger.
Yin Puppet Sect Everyone looked at the crowd with fierce expressions. Some people were frightened and backed away just as they were about to challenge Teng Lei. Seeing that Yin Puppet Sect people were so shameless and actually used Yin Puppet Sect's power to threaten them, they immediately pointed at Teng Lei and started talking, with a strong look of unwillingness in their eyes, but they were afraid of the Yin Puppet Sect and finally gave up.
This is the power of the background. Just like Four Great Clans, even if they send a waste to snatch the futon, these casual cultivators would not dare to stop it. However, these big forces did not dare to go too far and monopolized ten futons. If they did not leave some soup for the casual cultivators and annoyed them, leading to a siege by the casual cultivators, even Four Great Clans would be seriously injured.
Teng Lei stood on the futon, facing everyone's gaze, and felt like a thorn in the back. He couldn't help clenching his fists, sharp nails piercing into the flesh, and blue veins on his forehead protruded, facing Jia Lie Jun's resentment was at its peak. If it weren't for him, he wouldn't have been laughed at by everyone. He won the sixth futon because of his background. He suppressed his anger and muttered to himself, "Boy, I will definitely let you die without a burial place."
Mu Qianqian couldn't help but cover her lips and chuckle. It was a pleasure for her to see her enemies embarrassed. A burly, dark-faced young man looked at Teng Lei with a look of confusion in his eyes. He had fought with Teng Lei several times, and it was hard to tell the winner. He was well aware of his strength, but he looked sluggish., with weak energy and blood, it was obvious that he was seriously injured. He was immediately curious and murmured, "How could someone hurt Teng Lei to such an extent? I don't know who it is." He then shook his head and shot towards the seventh futon. Mu Qianqian followed closely behind.
Looking at the remaining two futons, everyone was ready to make a move. Except for Medusa, the six people in front had strong support behind them, which was enough to intimidate everyone, but it would be difficult for anyone who would snatch the futons to have such a deterrent force. Without the ability to shock the entire audience, it is not easy to grab a seat.
The huge square was silent, and the atmosphere became increasingly solemn. After dozens of minutes, no one stepped out.
"Since everyone is so humble, please give this ninth seat to me Qingmu Sect." A voice broke the silence, and immediately a figure was seen heading straight towards the futon. Qingmu Sect is the sect of the Great Qing Dynasty, and its strength is comparable to the Ancient Sword Sect, but it is not considered tyrannical.
"How can Great Qing Dynasty's treasure, my Great Yan Dynasty, have access to it? Let me, Lion Fist Sect, teach you what Qingmu Sect is capable of." Immediately, a figure swept out of the crowd and shot towards the futon. The battle only lasted for tens of minutes and ended with the Lion Fist Sect's defeat.
"I want this tenth seat." A sonorous and powerful voice resounded throughout the world. Everyone looked around and saw a young man with a determined look flying slowly to the futon.