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Fan Yun thought to himself. It seemed that his opponents were the same Xu Zhengleng and several others who were ranked in the top ten of the Sacred Assembly.

Fan Yun's thunderous voice sounded out once more, announcing the martial artists who had recovered from the pressure.

"Since there is no objection, then I shall take the entry for the Sacred Assembly for Martial Arts …"

Fan Yun clasped his hands together after he finished speaking and formed an obscure and mysterious seal in front of his chest.

After a series of dazzling changes, Fan Yun's voice fell.

"Rise!"

The warriors standing on the northern platform could all feel the entire platform tremble a little with Fan Yun's voice, but it quickly returned to its previous calm state.

As for the flags that were covered in frost, they flew up and gathered in front of Fan Yun, slowly merging into one.

Fan Yun, who had summoned the four flags, pointed them at the flag like he was pointing rivers and mountains. Ripples began to spread out as the flag floated towards the northern platform.

Boom!

When the seemingly thin and thin banner landed on the northern battle stage, it gave off a loud, muffled sound.

Under Fan Yun's control, the flag eventually turned into a portal that stood firmly on the northern platform.

After he was done, Fan Yun casually clapped his hands and finally said to the dazed martial practitioners,

"The portal opens three days later, and the northern platform only has a hundred slots. No, that's not right. Right now, there are only 99 slots left."

At this point, Fan Yun laughed, his eyes full of disdain for the martial practitioners on the Northern Battlestage.

When they raised their heads and looked at him, they all lowered their heads in a humble manner before continuing:

"And out of everyone here, you only have three days to fight for the remaining 99 spots. If after three days there are only 99 people left on the northern platform who haven't been eliminated, the teleportation gate will return to its original state. "As for you two, you will lose your qualifications to continue staying at the Martial Arts Tournament …"

After announcing what everyone needed to do in the next three days, Fan Yun no longer cared if everyone heard him or not. He turned around and once again disappeared into the horizon.

And what Fan Yun had taken away wasn't just a single spot on the northern platform, but also all the accumulated fighting spirit of the martial practitioners present.

Under such a merciless blow from Fan Yun, the people who were left in the northern platform seemed to have lost all confidence in the Martial Arts Competition. Most of them stood on the spot dejectedly.

"Just this Fan Yun is so strong …" How strong were the five geniuses ranked in front of him? What are we going to do about this Martial Arts Competition!? "

"Sigh …"

The cultivators who had been fighting passionately not long ago were feeling depressed.

In truth, the strength Fan Yun had displayed was something that most of the people present were unable to match up to.

However, there were still a few martial practitioners who had firm expressions as they looked at the teleportation gate that Fan Yun had set up before he left.

On his resolute face, a momentary flash of confusion flashed through his eyes before he once again returned to his resolute expression.

Although Fan Yun's strength had far surpassed theirs, which one of the people present wasn't an existence that could suppress a practitioner of the same realm?

In fact, in this northern dueling platform, all of the warriors present were quite strong.

Compared to the previous sessions of the Martial Saint, their strength far surpassed that of the past.

Unfortunately, they were greeted by an era of blooming flowers.

Their strength far surpassed that of their colleagues from the previous years. The strength of a peak genius was equally unparalleled.1

There were even a total of ten people like Fan Yun at this session of the Sacred Assembly!

What did ten mean?

If any one of them were picked out, they would likely be much stronger than the most outstanding martial artists of the previous years.

But even so, just lifting a single person was enough to suppress several generations of martial artists. There were at least ten people at this session of the Martial Arts Sage Assembly!

And when Fan Yun was sweeping his eyes across the audience, Chen Yu had also seized the opportunity to reveal Fan Yun's true strength by using the will of the Divine King.

Although Fan Yun's strength appeared to be on the same level as Mo Xiao, he was still one of the few Earthly Immortal Stage intermediate stage martial artists that had appeared at the Martial Arts Tournament.

However, the strength of the two could be seen from just a single glance.

Mo Xiao's Earthly Immortal Middle Stage was nothing in front of Fan Yun!

"The technique he used earlier, should have been to merge his cold might into the void, making it seem as though the entire space was a part of his body. This was the reason why anyone who looked at him could feel his might. After that, he relied on the exchange of energies to determine the opponents in this region. " Chen Yu recovered his composure as he analyzed in his heart.

It was through this method that Fan Yun came to the conclusion that no one on the other side of the North Battlestage was a match for him.

After all, at their level of cultivation, a clash of energy was the equivalent of a real battle.

If one's Qi was not a match for the other's, there was a very high chance that one would lose in actual combat.

However, although Fan Yun's judgement was accurate, there was one flaw. The strength of the bloodline was impossible to determine.

After all, many people present had their bloodlines hidden within their bodies. It was impossible to judge by the clash of energies and energies.

If Chen Yu had merged the will of the God King into the void and used his seeing ability, as long as there was someone weaker than him, there would be no place for him to hide.

Strength, bloodline, spirit, and even inheritance, were all there.

However, Chen Yu did not dare to act so rashly, unless he had a formidable strength like Fan Yun.

"Third level of the Earthly Immortal Stage. In my body, there is a powerful bloodline. In addition to the powerful inheritance, Fan Yun's strength does indeed far surpass all of the geniuses present here, including me …" Chen Yu carefully analyzed Fan Yun's strength.

The first was cultivation.

Fan Yun's cultivation should already be at the peak of the 3rd level of the Earthly Immortal Stage. He could advance into the 4th level of the Earthly Immortal Stage at any time. The reason why he had yet to break through was because he had yet to meet an enemy that was strong enough.

Once he met an enemy that was strong enough, he could instantly break through to the third level of the Earthly Immortal Stage. From the Earthly Immortal Stage Initial Phase, he would instantly advance to the Earthly Immortal Stage Middle Phase.

With this, his strength would skyrocket, and it would be difficult for his opponent to adapt to his breakthrough.

However, this breakthrough should have been reserved for those ranked in the top ten. At the very least, no one on the Northern Battlestage had the qualifications to let him break through to the next level.

As for his bloodline, one could tell from the frost qi Fan Yun was definitely from the frost bloodline.

For a martial artist to cultivate their strength to the limit, that was truly terrifying!

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