Chapter 1714 Discussion Conference
Among the ten places, there are strict rules of ranking and ranking. The sect that ranked first last time took the first place, the sect that ranked second took the first position on the left, and the sect that ranked third took the first position on the right.
But when the Feng Clan people walked to their seats, there was already someone sitting on it, and it was the Nangong Clan people.
"Brother Nangong, this is the position of our Feng Clan." Feng Aotian suppressed his anger and said indifferently as he looked at Nangongxiao where the old god was.
"It used to be, but it's not anymore." Nangong Xiao glanced at Feng Aotian lightly, not paying attention to Feng Aotian at all.
"This Dao Discussion Conference has not started yet, you are not qualified to sit here." Feng Aotian said angrily.
"Who do you say is not qualified?" Nan Gongxiao's body faintly leaked holy power, this is a master of the seventh level of the star of the early stage of the martial arts.
Feng Aotian couldn't bear the powerful Shengwei, so he couldn't help taking a few steps back.
The corners of Nangong Xiao's mouth rose slightly, with a look of disdain.
The movement here instantly attracted the attention of other people, and many people looked like they were watching the show.
"Everyone, the rules of my ten lands have been set for ten thousand years, and today someone wants to challenge this rule, what do you think should be done?" Feng Aotian looked around the crowd and asked.
Many people had playful smiles on their faces and did not speak.
"Of course the rules cannot be challenged. If anyone dares to ignore the rules, we can work together to get rid of them!" Kong Jianyuan said loudly as the people from Kong Chan came over.
Nan Gongxiao's face darkened slightly, and said: "Brother Kong, this is a personal grievance between us and the Feng Clan, do you still want to intervene?"
Kong Jianyuan said calmly: "Of course I don't care about your personal grievances, but the rank and rank are orderly, and the seats have been determined. The Wind Clan is the third, so they should sit in this position!"
Many people were surprised, they didn't expect that Kong Jianyuan would stand up for the Wind Clan at this time.
Nangong Xiao's face trembled, he couldn't sit still any longer, he stood up and looked at Kong Jianyuan gloomyly, and said: "Well, the rank and rank are orderly, the seat has been fixed, this seat will change hands tomorrow, it will be our Nangong The position of the family."
Kong Jianyuan said lukewarmly: "Then wait until tomorrow."
"Hmph!" Nangong Xiao snorted heavily, flicked his sleeves and walked to the second seat on the right, where there were already people sitting, seeing people from the Nangong family hurriedly stand up to make way.
Feng Aotian bowed his hands to Kong Jianyuan, and didn't say much. He knew that Kong Jianyuan was in the lead at this time, obviously because of Han Yu, and he still showed his favor to Han Yu.
"Kong Jianyuan, Kong Yan, and Han Yu are all in the same realm, but they have repeatedly shown favor to Han Yu. It seems that Han Yu must have done something that made them admire, but I don't know yet." Feng Aotian secretly said.
The fight for the seat was just a small episode, Feng Aotian closed his eyes after sitting down, and Han Yu, Feng Langda, Feng Langmeng stood behind Feng Aotian. The members of the Nangong family have been watching them with a deep chill.
When they were driven over, they felt very humiliated, and they didn't dare to explain to Kong, so they could only point the finger at Feng Clan.
Not long after, there was a sound of heavy footsteps, and the hall fell silent for an instant. An old man in white robes walked in vigorously, followed by a man and a woman, all with proud expressions on their faces.
Everyone stood up to salute one after another, even the arrogant Nangong family was no exception, because the person who came was the person from Fang Shengtian Temple who held the Dao Discussion Conference.
After greeting each other and sitting down, Tang Sheng, the old man of Shengtian Temple, talked about the history of the Ten Land Discussion Conference in a procedural manner, and some interests about the Ten Lands, and then held a dinner party. After the dinner party, everyone went back to the guest room. Early the next morning, everyone rushed to the Martial Arts Field. As soon as the sun rose, the ten-day Dao Discussion Conference officially began.
The Martial Arts Field is a huge decagon, with the ten major sects lined up in ten sides. Inside the Martial Arts Field, there are ten arenas. Each arena has been specially treated to form a space of its own. From the outside, the arena is not that big. , but there is a vast space above the ring, enough for martial arts masters to display their fists.
In front of the seats of each sect, there is a huge table. The treasures used to participate in this competition are displayed on the table, and everyone can walk around to watch and communicate with each other.
The treasures provided by each sect are of great value, and the only thing that moved Han Yu's heart was the Dragon Blood Soil. On the table in front of the seats in the Holy Heaven Temple, there was a transparent box containing blood-red soil, which was dragon blood soil.
After the treasures were displayed, a lottery competition was held. Han Yu and Feng Langda stepped forward to draw lots. Han Yu got the No. 7 ring in the second round, and Feng Lang Da got the No. 3 ring in the first round.
Soon, the first round of competition began. Feng Langda stepped into the arena, and to Feng Aotian and Feng Langmeng's helplessness, Feng Langda met Liu Bingning, a woman from the Holy Heaven Temple in the first battle. Strength is not an order of magnitude at all, and the storm directly chooses to admit defeat.
"Tsk tsk tsk, admit defeat without even moving a hand, the people of the Wind Clan really have such a backbone!"
"It's still third, I'm bah!"
All of a sudden, there were cynical and sarcastic voices one after another, and the members of the Nangong family even sneered and cursed undisguisedly.
Liu Bingning walked over to the Wind Clan with a blank face, and took away a set of array bases. This is the foundation of the formation refined by the masters of Siyuan Xiedi, and it is a killing formation. For this, the members of the Wind Clan did not show much distress, and they all acted as if nothing had happened.
With Han Yu here, they are not afraid. If they take what they have now, they will return it sooner or later.
Soon, the competition in the No. 5 ring was also over. Kong Ling defeated her opponent with one move, and couldn't help but glance at Han Yu's direction proudly, quite provocatively.
Immediately afterwards, the competition in the No. 2 ring was also over. Nan Gongcheng also defeated his opponent with one move. He did not forget to look in the direction of the Wind Clan, and made a gesture of wiping his neck, which was a naked provocation.
His opponent was a member of the Tsing Yi Sword Sect. Although he lost, he glanced at Feng Lang Da proudly, thinking that his loss was even more glorious than Feng Lang Da's loss.
The more anxious ones are the No. 6 and No. 10 rings. The strength of both sides is equal. After fighting for more than half an hour, one person in the No. 6 ring was lucky to win, and the No. 10 ring lost both.
The first round of competition ended, and the second round of competition began. Han Yu stepped onto the seventh ring.
"The Wind Clan has done too many bad things, and they don't even take care of the sky. This is a two-game losing streak! Boy, if you admit defeat, you will not be hurt!" A man stepped onto the ring slowly, with a bad look on his face. Laughing, it was Wei Chu from the Tsing Yi Sword Sect.
"Who is this person? Why isn't it a violent storm?" Many people showed doubts. Among the generation of the Wind Clan, the wind and waves are strong and the wind and waves are fierce. Many people are still unfamiliar with Han Yu.