2072: C2072 The Rules of the Competition

C2072 The Rules of the Competition

"Suggestion?"

The white-clothed martial artist was stunned for a moment and hesitated. Although Ye Hong Tian had a very deep understanding of alchemy, he only had a cultivation of the seventh level of the Awakening Realm. He did not think that Ye Hong Tian could guide him, a ninth level Awakening Realm martial artist, in alchemy.

After that, he seemed to have thought of something and turned his head to look at a few martial artists in the distance who were looking over here. His expression became serious.

"It's fine if you want to suggest something. I don't need the guidance of a seventh level Awakened Realm martial artist. I accept your apology, but I still want to have a pill refinement competition with you!"

The other party refused his guidance. Ye Hong Tian felt very helpless and shook his head with some pity.

As for the pill refinement competition... If there were no benefits, he might as well go to the side and drink some of that intoxicating wine. If he could analyze what kind of material it was brewed from, it would not be bad to brew some wine during external training.

With this thought in mind, Ye Hong Tian walked straight to the wine pot on the table at the side. He no longer paid any attention to that white-clothed martial artist and considered it as rejecting the white-clothed martial artist.

This action caused the white-clothed martial artist to be furious. Being ignored by Ye Hong Tian was even more furious than being said by Yu Fengxiao that the quality of the medicinal pill was worse.

Because Ye Hongtian knew alchemy, Ye Hongtian's reaction was like saying that the white-clothed martial artist was unworthy to compete with him in alchemy.

Of course, Ye Hong Tian did not mean that. He simply felt that it was meaningless to compete without any wager. The time and energy spent in alchemy could be used to do many things. For example... analyzing the composition of the wine in the cup.

And just as Ye Hongtian poured the cup full of wine in his hand, that white-clothed martial artist rushed over and grabbed Ye Hongtian's collar, causing the wine in the cup to scatter all over the ground.

"Are you looking down on me, kid? No matter what, my cultivation is two small realms higher than yours. You should call me senior! Competing with you in alchemy is giving you face! Otherwise, just based on the matter of your friend disparaging the quality of my medicinal pill, I can directly go up the stage and fight to the death with him!"

The white-clothed martial artist thought that Ye Hong Tian would be more concerned about Yu Fengxiao's matter, so he used the matter of going up on stage and fighting to the death as a threat.

There was indeed an arena in the center of this courtyard, but it was provided for the martial artists who came here to spar with each other, so a deathmatch might not be allowed.

Ye Hong Tian felt very uncomfortable being grabbed by the collar, and the wine in the cup spilled all over his body. Now that he was still being threatened, his mood was naturally very bad.

He gently tossed the wine cup in his hand, and in the next second, Ye Hongtian's hand was already placed on the shoulder of the white-clothed martial artist. He threw the white-clothed martial artist to the ground at a speed that was almost invisible to the naked eye, then stood up and straightened his wrinkled collar. He stretched out his hand to catch the wine cup that had just begun to fall.

"The difference in cultivation cannot determine the strength of one's strength. Since ancient times, there has never been a lack of powerhouses that can jump ranks to challenge you. I hope that you won't touch me the next time you speak." Ye Hong Tian said coldly.

When he said this, Ye Hongtian deliberately released his pressure. That coercion was far higher than the cultivation of the seventh level of the Awakening Realm. It was almost comparable to the cultivation of the late stage of the semi-sage realm. It weighed heavily on the body of the white-clothed warrior. The white-clothed warrior lay on the ground, and couldn't move.

The eyes of the man in white trembled violently. He stared at Ye Hong Tian in disbelief. His lips were wiggling, and he couldn't speak. His forehead was covered in cold sweat.

"Today is the Jun Family's banquet. In addition, you might have some misunderstandings about my strength, so I won't kill you. Just stay away from us."

Just as the white-clothed martial artist was about to suffocate due to the pressure, Ye Hong Tian withdrew his pressure and said this. While he was speaking, he had already cleaned his clothes with laws and poured wine into his cup again.

Without the suppression of the pressure, the white-clothed martial artist fled in panic. Yu Fengxiao whispered "Boring," while Ye Hongtian continued to analyze the ingredients for the wine.

With the white-clothed martial artist as an example, no one came to disturb Ye Hong Tian anymore. Instead, it was Yu Fengxiao who wandered around the courtyard and offended quite a number of people.

The banquet continued for about six hours. During these six hours, Jiang Quan had been surrounded by more than ten semi-sage experts from various forces. This made Ye Hongtian sigh once again that Jiang Quan was not ordinary.

When the banquet ended, a group of Jun Family's experts came to the courtyard and put away the tables where food and drinks were placed. They only left the arena in the middle of the courtyard. It seemed that the competition for the quota of the secret realm was about to begin. However, it seemed that it was still the most traditional battle to compete for the mystic realm quota.

Ye Hongtian and Yu Fengxiao were already standing behind Jiang Quan, standing closest to the arena.

After waiting for a while, there were no referees on the arena, and no one introduced the rules of the competition for the mystic realm spots, causing everyone present to be filled with question marks.

"Elder Jiang? It has been the same for the mystic realm spots in the past?" Ye Hongtian asked curiously.

"This... I haven't been to this banquet for a long time, but the fights for the spots in the past weren't like this. This is probably a new rule set up by the Jun Estate."

Jiang Quan's answer made Ye Hongtian very depressed. He didn't know what kind of form the Jun Family wanted to compete for the spots this time. They didn't even know the rules of the competition for the spots. Even if Ye Hongtian had the strength, he wouldn't be able to make use of it.

While everyone was at a loss, a very gaudy man jumped onto the stage. The moment this man got on the stage, Ye Hong Tian almost thought that Yu Fengxiao went up. He turned his head to look at Yu Fengxiao. After confirming that Yu Fengxiao was by his side, he continued to look at this gaudy martial artist.0

Upon closer inspection, the difference in appearance between this martial artist and Yu Fengxiao was too great. The reason why he had mistaken Yu Fengxiao for Yu Fengxiao in that instant was mainly because of the gaudy clothes he wore. His aesthetic sense was really very similar to Yu Fengxiao's.

"What a bunch of idiots! I didn't expect you guys to not notice such obvious rules. The competition for the secret plane spots this time is really boring!" The man on the arena mocked.

After saying this, the man began to display his martial skills on the arena. When he used martial skills, he even fully utilized his physique, as if it was a physique that was extremely close to the Laws of Wood.

Ye Hong Tian looked at this person performing a "talent performance" on the stage. He did not understand what kind of obvious rule he was talking about. Glancing at the people surrounding the stage, some of them had a look of understanding on their faces. This made him even more confused.

"Could it be that if you want to fight for the spot, you have to repeatedly prove your talent? If that's the case, then who decides the quality of your talent? " Ye Hongtian muttered in a low voice.

At this moment, Yu Fengxiao used his elbow to poke his arm and asked, "Hongtian, someone has already copied that person and went on stage to perform. Should we also go up and casually put two martial skills on the stage?"

"Mmm... I think that's not the rule. There are no referees around. And there are no people from the Lord's Manor, their performance here is only for us to see... Unless there are some Saints hiding in the shadows watching us, I can detect them "

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