Several people looked at each other and saw unprecedented solemnity in each other's eyes.
Wujiang, who had been silent, slowly withdrew his gaze.
He raised his head again and looked at the sky, his voice was so cold that it dropped to pieces.
"It doesn't matter who they are or what they hide."
"On the stage, you will see for yourself."
"But remember one thing."
He paused and said word for word.
"Don't underestimate the enemy."
"Treat them as... opponents of the same level as me."
These words made the pupils of Wu Shang shrink suddenly.
Opponents of the same level as them?
This evaluation is too high!
So high that they feel suffocated!
Wujiang has no further explanation.
He just stood there quietly, the aura around him being colder and more dangerous than before.
His hand, which had been behind his back, had been quietly clenched at some point.
But for many talented people, Youruo and Xie Purou hold special privileges, which makes them very dissatisfied!
Question.
Then comes the anger.
When the initial shock subsided, an emotion called "injustice", like wildfire, started a prairie fire in an instant!
"Why?"
A genius who happened to be ranked number 1,001 was now red-eyed with anger.
"In the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain Range, I was chased by the three-headed demon king for seven days and seven nights. I narrowly escaped death and fought against various powerful enemies in turns before I could collect more than tens of thousands of tokens!"
He pointed to his chest, where there was a claw mark deep enough to show the bone, and the blood had not yet dried.
"I almost lost my life!"
"This is it, but I can't even get into the first thousand!"
"But what about them?"
He stretched out his hand suddenly and pointed at the two calm and composed women from a distance.
"Just by virtue of your privileges, without doing anything, you can surpass me and directly qualify for subsequent competitions?"
"What the hell is this Heavenly Prodigy Assembly!"
"This is a privileged meeting!"
This roar completely ignited the barrel of gunpowder in the hearts of everyone in the square!
"That's right! Middle Stage God King's cultivation level and this kind of strength are not even considered core disciples in our sect!"
"What are we fighting so hard for? Isn't it just to get a chance to compete fairly?"
"What does it count now? Airborne? Going through the back door?"
"I worked so damn hard that I didn't even get into the first thousand! How about they just walk out to the finals?"
A monk who was eliminated was so angry that he trembled all over and punched the ground. The bones in his hand were broken, but he couldn't feel any pain.
He just felt aggrieved!
Overwhelming frustration!
"That's not fair!"
"It's so unfair to all of us who have shed blood and sweat!"
"We are not convinced!"
"Not convinced!"
"Not convinced!"
The roaring and tsunami-like protests merged into a terrifying torrent, impacting the entire White Jade Square.
It was a sense of deprivation and humiliation intertwined, pure anger!
Even those top-ranked and powerful geniuses were frowning at this moment.
It's not that they're jealous.
But I feel that this Heavenly Prodigy Assembly rule has been broken.
This is a kind of blasphemy to all the participants, and even to the event itself!
They also worked hard to get the first thousand spots. Now, two women appeared. They did nothing and just talked and laughed on an equal footing with them.
Who can feel better?
"Everyone, please keep your voice down!"
At this time, someone reminded him with a tone of horror.
"What they are holding is Saint Emperor's Imperial Decree! They represent His Majesty Saint Emperor! Do you want to rebel?"
However, this reminder was met with even more fierce rebuttal.
"We dare not question His Majesty Saint Emperor!"
The monk at the beginning roared again.
"It's the two of them we're questioning!"
"What virtues and abilities do they have to deserve this honor?!"
"Yes! We just don't obey them!"
"If you have the ability, show your true ability! How can you be a hero just by relying on a token!"
Roaring sounds came and went.
Countless pairs of eyes, filled with anger, doubt, and deep hostility, were fixed on Youruo and Xie Purou.
It was as if he wanted to tear them into pieces with his gaze!
Facing this scene is enough to make anyone nervous.
Youruo's expression was still as calm as ever. She just stood there quietly, as if all the noise in the outside world had nothing to do with her.
But next to her, Xie Purou's big and smart eyes were flashing with excitement that was getting brighter and brighter.
Instead of being scared, she found it... interesting.
She turned her head, winked playfully at Youruo, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear.
"Sister, they seem to be very dissatisfied."
Youruo glanced at her lightly.
"The mouth is on them."
"That's right." Xie Purou nodded.
She smiled, and then she took a step forward.
This step completely exposed her to the focus of all angry eyes.
Her voice was not loud, but it had a strange penetrating power, clearly overcoming all the noise.
"What's the noise about?"
The whole place fell silent for a moment.
Everyone looked at this bold girl in astonishment.
Xie Purou looked around, taking in all the expressions of anger, unwillingness, and jealousy, and the curvature of the corners of her mouth became more and more playful.
"Do you think it's unfair?"
"It's very simple."
She stretched out a slender finger and shook it gently.
"The lot will be drawn later, and all of you had better pray."
"Pray that you can draw me."
The girl's smile is bright and dangerous.
"I'll give you a chance to prove that I'm not qualified!"
After a short period of silence, there was a volcanic eruption of rage!
"What did she say?"
"She asked us to pray that we could get her?"
"I have never seen such an arrogant person in my life!"
"A Middle Stage God King piece of trash, where does she have the face to say such things?!"
Xie Purou Those words are like pouring a ladle of cold water into a hot oil pan, causing it to explode instantly!
Everyone's anger was completely detonated at this moment!
Especially those monks who were eliminated, they had been holding back their anger and unwillingness, and now they found an outlet!
"Ahhh! I'm so angry! I'm so angry!"
The genius ranked number one thousand and one had blood-red eyes and protruding veins on his neck, looking like a madman.
"If I am qualified to compete, I will be the first to rush up and tear her mouth open!"
"Why does she? Why does she look down on people so much!"
"A person who uses the back door dares to talk nonsense here! Do you really think Saint Emperor's Imperial Decree can protect her for the rest of her life?"
"Brothers, although we have been eliminated, we can't just let it go!"
"Yes! Let's watch here! Let's see how she dies!"
"If any brother hits her, don't be lenient! Beat her to death! Give us a bad breath!"
The eliminated monks were filled with indignation, roaring and roaring.