C262 Deputy Prefecture Lord Fang
C262 Deputy Prefecture Lord Fang
These words made Ye Feng sweat profusely, and he blurted out a question: "Can points be exchanged for Spiritual Stone s?"
"One point can be exchanged for ten thousand Spiritual Stone in Treasure Pavilion."
"Then I must go and see."
One point for ten thousand Spiritual Stone, this made Ye Feng a little interested. After all, no matter what, he would always lack Spiritual Stone.
After asking some more questions, Ye Feng did not linger and bid farewell.
"Miss, this Elite Ye is merely at the first stage of the Innate realm. How is it possible for him to pass the Martial Competition of Four Countries selection? And you've told him so much? This is not your usual style? "
After Ye Feng left, that grey robed shopkeeper from earlier, Old Mo, once again appeared in the room, and asked with a face full of suspicion.
"I can sense that this person is extraordinary. Perhaps, in order to stir the dead water of the Western Tang, I have to land on this Elite Ye …"
Yan Siya's gaze looked ahead, and coincidentally saw Ye Feng's back figure, yet at this moment, this Treasure Pavilion Pavilion Master's eyes revealed a different kind of brilliance …
"..."
After coming out from the Treasure Pavilion, Ye Feng sent a message to Han Chong.
The only people he knew in West Tang Martial Mansion were Tang Chuxue, Third Prince and a few others.
After becoming an elite in the Martial House, Ye Feng had always been training to break through to the Innate Realm, causing him to be clueless about the situation in the Martial House. This time, if not for the fact that the Treasure Pavilion Master gave him face and allowed him to borrow credit, Ye Feng would have been completely blind and not even know where to go to earn points.
He had originally wanted to find Third Prince, but then he thought about it, Third Prince was the same as him, a new member of the Martial House. There were many things that a senior student like Han Chong might not know.
Since the other party wanted to kiss ass to him, he might as well give him a chance.
Sure enough, not long after, Han Chong appeared in front of him happily.
Today, he did not wear the red robe of a law enforcement disciple.
"We greet the Elite Ye! Why, does Elite Ye also want to watch the show? " Han Chong walked up to greet them.
Previously, during the transmission, he had made it clear that he was going to the Profound Ranking Selection Location of the Martial Palace, which was why Han Chong had asked.
"Un, if there's nothing else, go take a look. I won't disturb your cultivation any longer, right?" Ye Feng laughed.
It is my honor to be able to travel with Elite Ye. Moreover, I would also like to see the grand occasion. Oh, Elite Ye, congratulations, I did not expect that after a few days, you have successfully advanced into the Innate Realm. "
Han Chong's words were full of flattery.
"It's time to advance." Ye Feng replied casually.
An hour later, the two of them appeared near the selection table.
The Martial Competition of Four Countries was a competition for karmic luck.
Although it was said that the four nations still had a lot of Third Grade Sect participating, each power would still send five disciples to a unique secret realm to obtain the destiny.
Fate was something that one could not see or touch, but it existed in reality. There were many powers on the continent that believed in this without a doubt, so they placed great importance on it.
Martial Competition of Four Countries was held once every ten years, so it could be said to be the grandest and most magnificent competition ever.
In order to compete for the intangible karmic luck, every single power had put in their utmost effort to participate. In the past, the four empires had always maintained their leading positions.
His Strong Country West Tang had been ranked fourth last in the last Martial Competition, and was ranked last among the four great nations.
Thus, this time he was determined to wash away his shame and begin the selection process early.
The selection stage built within the West Tang Martial Mansion was tall and big, it was extremely grand and spectacular.
"Seems like there are quite a few people here."
Looking at the sea of people around him, Ye Feng could not help but be shocked.
There were at least a thousand people in the crowd.
"Martial Competition of Four Countries is related to the destiny of a powerful nation. As long as one can pass the selection, the rewards for a powerful country will be extremely generous. So, not only our Martial House, Labor Union of Inscription Master, royal family, and even the three great families will send their disciples to participate." Han Chong introduced the place to Ye Feng.
"Han Chong, do you know where to register?" Ye Feng nodded.
"Register?" Over there! " Han Chong pointed to the front, but suddenly stared with wide eyes, shocked: "You also want to register and participate in the selection?"
"Why, no?" Ye Feng asked.
"This... Elite Ye, to be honest, you are someone with a bright future. As long as you cultivate peacefully in the Martial House for a few years, you will definitely become an outstanding talent in our Strong Country West Tang.
"Once you're on the selection platform, everyone will be on the same level. No one will care about your status as an elite of the Martial House. Once a battle between life and death starts, there will be no eyes, just in case …"
Han Chong explained with a heavy heart.
What he said was not wrong.
Those who participated in the Martial Competition of Four Countries selection practically gathered together all the heroes of the powerful nations. Most of them weren't even qualified at the third level of Inner Mansion, they had to be the most outstanding of the third level students, and there was even the possibility of having an elite similar to Ye Feng in the Martial Palace.
Although Ye Feng carried the title of an elite, his cultivation was not worth mentioning.
The streets were filled with people at the Xiantian first stage.
Of course, Han Chong did not know Ye Feng's true strength.
If he knew that Ye Feng could deal with the Wu Yuanhou who had taken the medicine before his Half-Step Innate Stage, he definitely wouldn't have persuaded him so.
"How could there be so many?" Ye Feng laughed.
How was it his style to be afraid of others?
The road of Martial Cultivator was not as smooth as Yi Fann's, the third level of Inner Mansion was only at the sixth or seventh level of the Innate Realm, and the strongest would not be above the eighth level. If he did not even dare step onto the selection platform, how could he have achieved great achievements?
Moreover, to him, obtaining these 100 points was extremely important.
The Treasure Pavilion Master had given him face, but he could not keep owing and not return it.
"I know what I'm doing. I'll definitely be participating in this selection."
His voice was not loud, but it was firm and forceful, causing Han Chong to completely lose the courage to dissuade him.
Who was Ye Feng?
The Martial House Master had bestowed upon him, and he was the eleventh elite of the Martial House. How could such a person be someone he could easily convince?
Han Chong nodded and stopped talking.
At this moment, there was a commotion around the selection table.
A middle-aged Martial Cultivator appeared out of nowhere on the stage in front of everyone.
"Elite Ye, that person over there is Deputy Mansion Lord Faang Tianlei. I never thought that the Martial House would place so much importance on this selection, it is actually being personally hosted by Deputy Mansion Lord Fang."
Seeing the middle-aged Martial Cultivator on the stage, Han Chong was a little excited.
Faang Tianlei was someone who could only be counted with the exception of the three Great Leaders in Strong Country West Tang. His strength was unfathomable, and it was said that he was about to reach the King's Realm.
At this moment, the shadow of a savage beast appeared above his head. It swallowed the heavens and the earth, and a domineering aura radiated from it.
This was the soul of his Martial Vein, the Douluo Yuan Beast.
Apparently, it had already reached the point where it was about to take form and condense its true form.
Seeing that he had attracted everyone's attention, Faang Tianlei who was on stage nodded his head, waved his hand and spoke.