Emperor Qiankun

Chapter 475 Phase 2 - The Chaotic Battle Begins!

Old Huangniu was completely unaware of Li Qingyuan's plans.

He merely glanced casually at the people around him who were regarded as prodigies by everyone, and a feeling of disdain welled up in his heart.

I think they're nothing special.

At that moment, a bold idea popped into the old ox's mind:

Should we just try to get first place for fun?

In his eyes, people like Chu Xinghan were utterly insignificant and easily defeated by his powerful punches.

That's right. Since his realm improved, the old ox's strength is now completely different from what it used to be.

This time, he didn't even plan to use the Purple Gold Hammer, intending to fight purely by relying on his own formidable physical strength!

However, remembering his master's instructions to keep a low profile, the old ox found himself in a dilemma.

Should they continue to conceal their strength and wait until they enter the third stage of the secret realm before making a full display of their abilities?

Or should you follow your burning fighting spirit and have a good, satisfying battle?

The old ox was in a dilemma, his brows furrowed tightly.

He seemed to be seriously considering this 'difficult' choice.

But the fighting spirit surging and surging around him was uncontrollable!

Yet, like an invisible flame, it revealed his truest thoughts in their depths...

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Pei Ziyan, Wang Anran, and Yue Qinghuan were listed on the list of prodigies half a year ago.

As per the rules, they left the crowd first and, with light and confident steps, ascended the Rising Dragon Platform.

Each person stood in their own place.

They were graceful and had an extraordinary air about them.

Like three dazzling stars, they shone brightly on the Rising Dragon Platform.

Su Yaoyue, on the other hand, possessed a graceful and aloof demeanor, seemingly unparalleled in her beauty.

Like a stunning flower blooming in the wind, she stood tall and proud beside Li Qingyuan.

She would occasionally turn her head slightly to whisper to Li Qingyuan about what she had seen and heard, her eyes revealing a tacit understanding and trust.

Over there, Jiang Nan was also attending such a conference for the first time, and he was filled with both anticipation and a little nervousness.

Therefore, he did not rush to act, but stood silently in place, quietly waiting for the grand event to officially begin.

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Time flows by like a gentle stream, passing by unnoticed.

Soon, half an hour had quietly slipped away.

The bell for Chenshi (7-9 AM) has just rung!

But it seemed to be the opening prelude to this extraordinary scene.

Also at this time.

Guo Shi'an arrived slowly, leading a group of Tianji Pavilion deacons.

He was dressed in a magnificent robe, exuding a calm and composed demeanor, with a kind yet authoritative and imposing aura in his eyes.

Afterwards, Guo Shi'an stood on the high platform, cleared his throat, and said some polite words.

Such as expectations for all the monks and wishes for the successful holding of the conference.

As soon as he finished speaking, his expression hardened, and he officially announced the start of the conference.

At this moment, looking around...

Three hundred tall and wide platforms, resembling three hundred majestic mountain peaks, are scattered throughout the site in a well-organized manner.

Above each of the Dragon Ascension Platforms, there is either a monk standing or sitting cross-legged.

They were all members of the previous year's list of prodigies!

Some of these cultivators looked arrogant and seemed completely unconcerned about the upcoming challenge;

Some frowned slightly, their eyes revealing a hint of wariness and seriousness.

The area around Thang Long Terrace was already packed with people.

The dense crowd, like a surging tide, tightly surrounded the Shenglongtai.

Excitement and anticipation filled the faces of the people, and whispers of conversation rose and fell.

The entire venue was immersed in a lively atmosphere.

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Li Qingyuan's gaze swept across the crowd and finally landed on the cultivator ranked three hundredth.

This person's cultivation level is the late stage of the second level of the Heavenly Gang Realm.

He was dressed in an extremely luxurious outfit, adorned with gold and silver, looking like a young master from some noble family.

But judging from his slightly pale face and his slightly lowered head...

His mood and mental state were clearly not good at the moment.

Come to think of it.

His position is like a tempting cake, coveted by many.

Although the rewards for this ranking are not generous, it is indeed enough to get you into the third stage!

Now, news is circulating about the third phase of the "Hundred Realms Genius Conference".

It had already become the talk of the town in Tianji City.

The cultivators who came to this place had basically heard about it.

They will then engage in a thrilling battle with geniuses from other worlds!

Just thinking about it is enough to get my blood pumping...

For these young monks...

Even if they were defeated in that battle, the experience of fighting against geniuses from other worlds was enough for them to boast about for the rest of their lives when they returned to Zhongzhou.

Of course, that also means they might face mortal danger and may not be able to return alive.

Even so, the young cultivators all yearned for it.

After all, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for them to witness such a grand spectacle and participate in such a cross-world competition...

Once you miss it, there's no going back.

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It was at this very moment.

The atmosphere in the room was like a lake surface thrown with a boulder, instantly boiling over.

Cheers and shouts mingled together, creating a chaotic cacophony.

Li Qingyuan looked in the direction of the noise.

A broad-shouldered, dashing young man, carrying a large sword that gleamed with a chilling light, strode confidently toward the Rising Dragon Platform, ranked tenth.

His every step seemed to resonate with the hearts of everyone around him, drawing awe and respect from those around him.

Upon reaching the Rising Dragon Platform, he leaped onto the platform with the agility of a nimble eagle.

Then, he clasped his hands together, bowed slightly, and said in a loud and proud voice:

"Brother Dao, I have long admired your name. I am Xiao Kuang from the Northern Wilderness. Today, I am eager to challenge you and ascend to this position. I hope you will be so kind as to enlighten me!"

His eyes gleamed with a burning fighting spirit, like a blazing flame.

Opposite him stood a young gentleman with a tall and straight figure, and a gentle and refined demeanor.

He wore a moon-white robe that fluttered gently in the breeze, like a celestial being descended to earth.

He humbly returned the greeting with a cupped hand, his voice gentle and modest:

"No, no, the name of the Mad Swordsman of the Northern Wilderness is already widely known and has spread throughout the Central Plains. How can we underestimate him?"

"I dare not presume to offer my guidance; rather, we should exchange ideas and learn from each other..."

However, the moment he finished speaking.

His entire demeanor changed abruptly!

It was like a calm lake suddenly being swept by a raging storm!

That fierce aura swept over us like a hurricane, making people turn their heads in surprise.

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