Chapter 204 The Son of Fortune?

Wuji Sect, martial arts arena.

An outer sect disciple, an inner sect disciple, and a true disciple were sitting on the contestant seats on one side of the martial arts arena.

A strong man from the affiliated sect of Wuji Sect, and an elite monk from Tianjian Sect, Ten Thousand Flowers Valley, and Mechanical Tower were sitting in the auditorium on one side of the martial arts field.

At this time, Yang Feng, accompanied by Sun Xiaohui, the master of the Internal Affairs Hall, and many Wuji Sect elders, slowly climbed onto the rostrum of the martial arts arena and sat down in the center of the rostrum.

"Who is that young man? Why is he sitting on the main seat of the rostrum?"

"Palace Master Sun and many elders of the House of Internal Affairs are all powerful Immortal Kings. How come they let a young man sit in the main seat?"

"Looking at the attitudes of Palace Master Sun and many elders, that young man's identity is definitely not simple!"

"That young man is Yang Feng, the ninth holy son of our Wuji Sect!"

"It turns out that young man is His Royal Highness the Holy Son! No wonder he can sit on the throne!"

"It is said that His Highness the Holy Son has a keen eye and the ability to recognize people. The one hundred followers he selected are all peerless geniuses. In just eight years, he has cultivated from the Mysterious Immortal Realm to the Golden Immortal Realm, which is extremely enviable. !”

"His Royal Highness the Holy Son's followers have all been promoted to Golden Immortal monks. I wonder what level His Royal Highness the Holy Son has reached in cultivation?"

"His Royal Highness the Holy Son has outstanding talents and the massive resources provided by the sect. He should have cultivated to the realm of the Immortal King!"

"His Royal Highness the Holy Son was only a monk in the early stage of Xuanxian before. How could he have cultivated to the realm of Immortal King in eight years!"

"That's right! The Immortal King Realm is a hurdle. Many talented Golden Immortal experts are trapped at the Golden Immortal Peak and cannot break through. Even though His Highness the Holy Son is extremely talented, it is impossible for him to cultivate to the level of Immortal in just eight years. The realm of kings!”

",,,,,,,"

Seeing Yang Feng sitting down in the center of the podium, countless Wuji Sect disciples on the contestants' bench started talking softly, with surprise and curiosity in their eyes.

"Today's sect competition, our House of Internal Affairs is fortunate to have His Royal Highness the Holy Son come to visit and comment!"

"I hope that the disciples participating in the sect competition can show their best side!"

"Whoever can perform well in the sect competition will not only receive generous rewards from the House of Internal Affairs, but also receive praise from His Highness the Holy Son, and may even be valued by His Highness the Holy Son and be accepted as a follower!"

"Okay, I won't say any more nonsense. Now I announce that the sect competition has officially begun!"

While everyone was discussing, Sun Xiaohui, the master of the Internal Affairs Hall, said with a smile on his face as he looked at the many disciples on the contestants' bench.

After that, an elder from the House of Internal Affairs stood up, walked to the rostrum, and said loudly: "Outer disciples are invited to enter the large formation in the center of the martial arts field within one minute to compete!"

As soon as the elder of the House of Internal Affairs finished speaking, countless outer disciples on the contestants' bench rose into the air one after another, turned into streams of light, and entered the large formation in the center of the martial arts field.

Immediately afterwards, the large formation in the center of the martial arts arena was activated, transforming into arenas. The outer disciples were wrapped in a soft light and teleported to the arenas to compete with their opponents.

"Your Highness the Holy Son, the rules of our Wuji Sect's sect competition are very simple, that is, two people work in teams, the winner is promoted, the loser is eliminated, and the top 100 are rewarded!

Among them, the first place is in the same level, and the rewards are the most generous. The second to tenth places are in the same level, and the rewards are relatively generous. The eleventh to 100th places are in the same level, and the rewards are relatively light! "

"The disciples who can enter the top 100 are all the best disciples of our Wuji Sect. If His Highness the Holy Son likes one, he can take him away directly!"

Sun Xiaohui pointed at the outer disciples fighting in the center of the martial arts field and said to Yang Feng with a smile on his face.

Hearing Sun Xiaohui's words, Yang Feng nodded slightly, responded casually, and turned his attention to the numerous stages in the center of the martial arts arena.

The Wuji Sect is worthy of being one of the four holy places of the human race in the immortal world. Although the outer disciples of the sect only have the cultivation strength of the Celestial Immortal Realm, their overall strength and combat effectiveness are extremely powerful, comparable to many monks of the Mysterious Immortal Realm of the sect.

One of the young men in the middle stage of the Celestial Immortal Stage even attracted Yang Feng's attention.

"There is an immortal emperor's remnant soul hidden in the sea of ​​consciousness, and his luck is very powerful. Could it be that this young man is the legendary son of luck?"

Seeing the remnant soul of the Immortal Emperor in the Consciousness Sea of ​​the young man in the middle stage of Celestial Immortality, Yang Feng's eyes lit up as he felt the powerful luck in him, and he murmured secretly in his heart.

When Yang Feng was muttering, the young man in the middle stage of Celestial Immortal sensed something and couldn't help but look towards Yang Feng.

At this time, when the young man's eyes made contact with Yang Feng's, he quickly withdrew his eyes and concentrated on fighting his opponent.

"interesting!"

Seeing the young man's actions, Yang Feng showed a faint smile and whispered softly.

After muttering, Yang Feng looked away from the young man and began to observe other outer disciples.

However, although the other outer disciples were pretty good, they were still far behind that young man.

Soon after, the battle between the outer disciples ended, the rankings were determined, and they received dual rewards from the House of Internal Affairs and the Hall of the Holy Son.

At this time, Yang Feng turned his attention to the young man who had won the first place in the outer sect and said with a smile: "Fang Jie, are you interested in joining the Holy Son Hall and becoming my follower?"

As soon as Yang Feng finished his voice, the Wuji Sect's outer disciples, inner disciples, true disciples, and strong men from various major sects in the martial arts field, as well as elite monks from Tianjian Sect, Ten Thousand Flowers Valley, and Mechanical Tower, all turned their attention to On the outer disciple named Fang Jie.

These monks from Wuji Sect and other sects looked at Fang Jie carefully, wanting to know what was special about Fang Jie that could attract Yang Feng's attention and invitation.

"Master, should I agree to His Royal Highness the Son's invitation?"

After hearing Yang Feng's words and feeling the eyes of everyone, Fang Jie's expression changed slightly and he quickly asked the remnant soul of the Immortal Emperor in the sea of ​​consciousness.

"Your Holy Son of Wuji Sect is weird, I can't see through it, you must not agree to his invitation!"

"Otherwise, once you become a follower of the Holy Son of the Wuji Sect, you will have to follow him, which will be extremely detrimental to your future growth!"

After hearing Fang Jie's question, the remaining soul in his sea of ​​consciousness responded quickly.

"Yes, Master!"

Fang Jie responded respectfully in his heart, then looked at Yang Feng with an apologetic look and said: "Your Highness, I don't like to be bound to one place. I like to travel to various places for adventure and experience, so I can't be your follower. Please Please forgive me!”