Chapter 868

"I don't understand what you are saying!" Li Yuanyuan said indifferently.

"Hmph, you are just pretending, you..."

Li Yuanyuan wanted to say something else, but Chen Changsheng on the side pulled her away directly...

"Yuanyuan, stop talking!"

"Uncle Chen, I..." Li Yuanyuan was so angry that she blurted out...

"Yuanyuan!"

Feng Cuiping frowned...

"I, Pan...Fellow Daoist Pan, she is too arrogant, I am so angry..." Li Yuanyuan said weakly.

"Uncle Chen?"

Wanwan on the side repeated these words, and couldn't help but look at the few people with some suspicion...

It seems that the relationship between Pan Wu in front of her and the Holy Son and Holy Daughter of the Shura Demon Sect is more complicated than that between her and Li Xiaoyao...

"Chen..."

"Your last name is Chen?"

"You...you are Chen Changsheng?" Princess Mo Xi said in a trembling voice...

He is Chen Changsheng?

Is it really him?

No wonder, the backs are so similar, and they look exactly the same. I should have thought of it earlier!

But...

How did he become Pan Wu?

How did he become a person from the Demon-Suppressing City in Southern Xinjiang?

After more than two hundred years of not seeing each other, what happened in the meantime?

"You recognized me?" Chen Changsheng said lightly.

"You...you are really Chen..."

"Mo Xi, come here!"

Before Mo Xi finished speaking, he was interrupted by Princess Fengxian. He could only take a deep look at Chen Changsheng, and then came to Princess Fengxian's side...

"Now start the grouping, and draw lots. The ranking order will be based on the ranking results of the second round!"

"Pan Wu, you come first!" Princess Fengxian said, and took out a large square box from the storage bag. This box is specially made to isolate the spirit consciousness to ensure the fairness of the drawing of lots.

"Yes!"

Chen Changsheng nodded and took out a piece of paper...

"Mo Xi, you are the second one!"

"Zhang Daoling is the third one..."

"..."

Everyone drew lots in turn...

Outside the palace, on the square

"This Pan Wu is so popular with women!"

"That's right, the two crazy people from Shura Demon Sect are fine, but I didn't expect that Wanwan and Princess Moxi would also get close to him..."

"Does that guy have any special physique that specifically attracts the opposite sex?"

"Is there such a physique? Why haven't I heard of it?"

"..."

And the three elders of Shura Demon Sect, watching the screen, Li Yuanyuan was not afraid, first confronting Li Xiaoyao, then confronting Princess Moxi, they couldn't help but cover their heads, very troubled...

"How dare the saint... offend anyone..." Li Tian said speechlessly.

"It's not the first time. At the end of the second level, she had already confronted Princess Moxi..." Ximen Wuhen said helplessly.

"If this goes on, I feel that we may not be able to leave the Central Dynasty..." Nangong Fangzheng said with a wry smile.

"Without Elder Ouyang, who can control the saint?" Li Tian shook his head.

The status of the Saint Son and Saint Daughter was originally on the same level as them, and Li Yuanyuan has now broken through to the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, which means that her current status is half a head higher than that of the elders, and she can already be on par with the late-stage great cultivators such as the second elder and the third elder...

"Forget it, although the Saint Daughter's behavior is a bit inappropriate, her cultivation speed is really fast..." Ximen Wuhen said.

"That's right... She is only over 150 years old, and she is already in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul. This cultivation speed is much higher than Bingfeng!" Li Tian nodded.

Before the Saint Son and Saint Daughter became famous, Bingfeng was already the golden signboard of their Shura Demon Sect!

"Look forward to the day when the Saint Son and Saint Daughter are promoted to great cultivators!" Nangong Fangzheng said.

"Haha, if nothing unexpected happens, we can still see that day!" Li Tian laughed.

The Secret Realm of the Imperial Family!

"Fellow Daoist Pan, what is your number?" Feng Cuiping and Li Yuanyuan came over and asked after drawing their numbers.

"I'm number 38, what about you guys?" Chen Changsheng asked.

"I'm number 79!" Li Yuanyuan said.

"I'm... number 1!" Feng Cuiping said.

"What? Senior sister, you're number 1..." Li Yuanyuan said in surprise.

"Well, number 1, maybe the first one to play..." Feng Cuiping nodded.

"Then you have to be careful, I don't know who your opponent is..." Li Yuanyuan said.

"No matter who it is, just go all out!" Feng Cuiping chuckled.

She knew her weaknesses very well, because she had not been trained too systematically, and the skills she practiced before were not top-notch.

Although she received special care from the Shura Demon Sect after she was promoted to the Nascent Soul, it still takes time to make up for some of her shortcomings.

Of course, she also has enough confidence in her own strength!

"Come on, win the first game!" Chen Changsheng said.

"I don't think I should be able to pass even the first game!" Feng Cuiping said.

After a while, everyone finished drawing lots and were asking for the numbers of people they knew...

"Next, we go to the martial arts arena. Everyone, don't resist!"

As soon as Princess Fengxian finished speaking, a faint spatial force directly enveloped everyone and disappeared from the spot. When they appeared again, they were already on the edge of a large arena...

Outside the palace, on the square.

"The royal family is doing this again, hehe, every time they say that drawing lots is to ensure fairness, I don't believe it... There must be something fishy about this!"

"Isn't this everyone's consensus... Otherwise, if too strong people collide in advance, what will happen later?"

"That's good, at least, it won't let the cultivators of the same sect collide with each other..."

"..."

Outside the ring, Princess Fengxian stood high in the sky.

"The third level is the ring battle, the rules of the ring battle!"

"Rule one, you can't kill people intentionally, otherwise you will die!"

"Rule two, you can't use powerful one-time attack treasures!"

"Rule three, if you can't beat them, you have to admit defeat. Only when you shout out your surrender can the battle end. If you refuse to admit defeat... hehe... if you are killed, you can't blame others!"

"Have you heard the above three rules clearly?" Princess Fengxian said.

"I heard it clearly!" Everyone answered in unison.

"Fellow Daoist Pan, will people really die in this ring battle?" Li Yuanyuan asked.

"Well, if you don't admit defeat, you might die!"

"The rules only say that you can't intentionally kill people, but if you can't hold back... then it's a waste of life!" Prince Lingyun explained.

"Did many people die in the past Middle-earth discussions?" Feng Cuiping asked.

"Not many! Every time the Middle-earth discussion, the number of deaths will not exceed two digits!" Prince Lingyun said.

They are all geniuses, and the gap between them is not that big. In addition, there are restrictions on rules. You can't kill people. If you can't beat them, just say you admit defeat!

Those who died were basically unwilling to fail, and some didn't hold back...

There's no way around it. In the ring battle, who doesn't want to advance? Everyone is trying their best. Everyone is a Yuanying cultivator. Many times, life and death are in a moment. Even the formation spirit may not be able to stop it in time...

"Since everything is clear, the ring battle officially begins!"

"Please invite contestants number one and two to the stage!"

"..."