5294. Chapter 5294: A Trip to a Foreign Land 180
Five minutes later, Yuan Hui slowly said, "Since no one has challenged us, let's continue to compete for the next spot." As his voice fell, a deep voice rang in everyone's ears: "I'll do it." Then, an old man led four middle-aged men to soar into the sky and stood above everyone's heads. Seeing the appearance of the old man, the cultivators on the field exclaimed. "It's the Yan family." "Yan Guang is leading the team in person. It seems that this spot is going to be handed over." As the Yan family has a strong foundation, the four major forces politely greeted their appearance. Facing the greetings from the Wanshen Palace, Yuming Palace and Kuihua Gate, Yan Guang returned the greetings one by one. Only Yuan Hui chose to ignore it directly. His move made many cultivators begin to speculate about the relationship between the Yan family and Chongyun Palace. After a few minutes, as expected, no one dared to challenge Yan Guang in person. With the presence of a Mahayana strongman, no one had the courage to go up.
In less than a moment, there were only three places left to enter the Heavenly Gate. Seeing this, Leng Xuan hesitated whether he should go on stage. However, while he was hesitating, ten cultivators had already gone on stage before him. Leng Xuan didn't care too much about this. Even if he lost another place, he still had two places. He still had a chance. However, after watching the battle on the platform for more than ten minutes, the result of the battle in the air was completely beyond Leng Xuan's expectations. The two teams of cultivators actually tied, and it was difficult to tell who won. Seeing the time slowly passing, Yuan Hui suddenly said, "Stop it." Hearing his words, the two teams of cultivators retreated to their teams. Then, Yuan Hui continued, "There is still one hour before the Heavenly Gate opens. In order not to waste time, I have just discussed with several other elders. Since the strength of your two teams is equal, this battle will end in a tie, and each of your two teams will get a place." As soon as these words came out, the cultivators on the field immediately made a commotion, and they all thought that this was unfair.
Seeing this, Yuan Hui said with a slightly cold face: "What? Do you have any objections to my decision? If anyone is dissatisfied, you can challenge my Chongyun Hall. As long as you win one game, I will give you one of the Chongyun Hall's quotas." Hearing this, the noise of the crowd suddenly became much smaller. No matter how brave they are, they dare not be enemies with Chongyun Hall. Going against them is simply courting death. Seeing that everyone dared not say a word, Yuan Hui nodded with satisfaction, and then continued: "There is still one quota now, don't let the opportunity slip away in vain." When his voice fell, a light laugh suddenly sounded: "There is still one quota, let us take it." In the laughter, five cultivators rushed into the air together and appeared in everyone's sight. Looking at the old man in the team of cultivators, the cultivators on the field suddenly changed their expressions and said in surprise: "It turned out to be him." Amid the discussion of the crowd, Leng Xuan also frowned. He found that the old man standing in the air with his hands behind his back was actually a powerful Mahayana.
The old man looked around at everyone and said calmly: "This quota belongs to me, do you have any objections?" Hearing this, Yuan Hui chuckled and said: "Since Mr. Lu is here in person, naturally no one dares to compete with you."