Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

C267 Three Great Masters



C267 Three Great Masters

"Let's go!" Ye Feng nodded his head lightly. He had intentionally changed into the white elite disciple uniform today.    

    

"Elite Ye will definitely obtain victory without any hesitation. "We successfully passed." Han Chong cupped his hands and laughed.    

    

The group of people majestically walked towards the selection arena.    

    

At this time, a lot of people had already gathered there. They were the young talents of various forces from all over the Strong Country West Tang, and many Martial Cultivator were gathered around a ranking board.    

    

There were over 80 people on the list, and there was also a general introduction, such as their origins, cultivation, and so on.    

    

As for how the Challenger League would arrange things, no one knew.    

    

Ye Feng and the others found a place to sit down and quietly waited for the selection to begin.    

    

His name naturally appeared on the list.    

    

Furthermore, because of the assassination attempt, Jing Yuxuan and a few other Royal Family Martial Cultivator s who were in charge of registration felt a lingering fear in their hearts. They paid special attention to Ye Feng, as his name was ranked at the top.    

    

Of course, Ye Feng did not want to make a name for himself, he had always played the role of a pig and ate the tiger, keeping a low profile.    

    

However, every time Ye Feng wanted to keep a low profile, he would provoke a ruckus that everyone knew about. This caused his current prestige in the Martial House to be very high, and coupled with the deliberate arrangements by Mo Yixiao, Tia Hualoong and the others, it caused many Martial Cultivator to pay attention to him in curiosity the moment Ye Feng entered the stage.    

    

Many people were even pointing and whispering.    

    

Ye Feng completely ignored them, and remained calm and collected.    

    

As time passed by, and it still took a while for the selection to start, the major figures of the few important forces of the powerful nations, as well as some of the experts who were revered by most of the Martial Cultivator as mysterious beings, began to appear one after another. They appeared on the stage set up at the side of the stage.    

    

As the half master, West Tang Martial Mansion Deputy Mansion Lord Faang Tianlei sat in the middle of the stage, looking down at the surging stream of people below with an unperturbed expression. When he saw Ye Feng, an additional trace of curiosity appeared in his eyes.    

    

The matter of Ye Feng being assassinated had already caused an uproar, and the news was sent to the royal family. As expected, there were a few hidden assassins in the Royal Family Martial Cultivator. It was just that these assassins of unknown origins, all of them were like Chi Lao San. After being exposed, he immediately took the medicine and killed himself, leaving nothing behind.    

    

He was so angry that he could control the great commander of the palace's Martial Cultivator. His Majesty the country lord's younger brother, the Prince Qi, was furious and vowed to capture all of these ignorant fellows in one fell swoop.    

    

This time, Prince Qi sat on the right side of Faang Tianlei.    

    

This prince had an extraordinary appearance and looked to be around 34 or 35 years old. He wore a python robe of good quality, and his appearance was more handsome than most people. However, there were obvious wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, making him look somewhat old.    

    

Furthermore, the moment the Prince Qi sat down, his eyebrows seemed to have slightly knitted, as if he had been thinking about something.    

    

For someone as high up as him, there were many things he needed to worry about, and with the assassination attempt from two days ago, this caused the powerful Prince Qi to have a very ugly expression.    

    

Of course, he was definitely not worried about Ye Feng's safety.    

    

The person who had come to guard Labor Union of Inscription Master was actually Ye Feng's old acquaintance Master Dong. Dressed in a yellow robe, with a friendly face, he appeared to be graceful and magnanimous, and sat on the left side of Faang Tianlei.    

    

He also noticed Ye Feng, who was below the arena, smiling and nodding at Ye Feng before closing his door and resting.    

    

"Master Dong, I heard that Ye Feng was able to get the Eleventh Elite from the Palace Chief because he was recommended by you, Master? And is it true that Ye Feng came from the tutelage of a master? "    

    

Prince Qi looked at Master Dong meaningfully. Although his tone was calm, his enmity towards Ye Feng was clear.    

    

At his level, he naturally knew a bit about the Xuanyuan Ancient Land.    

    

Back then, Ye Feng did not have the qualifications to enter the Ancient Earth, and this was only because Ye Feng had the support of the Master Dong, which was why he had the chance to do so after defeating the Royal Family's.    

    

And if it was Mo Yixiao who entered the Xuanyuan Ancient Land, does that mean that the Palace Chief would also bestow the eleventh Elite title to him?    

    

They were all part of the royal family, so naturally, Prince Qi was not satisfied with Ye Feng stealing away the honor that belonged to Mo Yixiao.    

    

The Master Dong opened his eyes slightly and swept his gaze across the Prince Qi. He said indifferently: "Ye Feng is not my disciple, the reason he was able to obtain the special gift from the Palace Chief was because he had his own ability. It has nothing to do with this old man."    

    

The Emperor only had three royal disciples, Prince Han, Prince Qi and Prince Mo. Since Prince Mo and Master Dong had already destroyed their relationship, Prince Qi would naturally not have any chance of getting on good terms with him. Master Dong could understand the meaning behind Prince Qi's words.    

    

It could only mean that Ye Feng's current status and position was related and relied on his help.    

    

Prince Qi only saw the benefits Ye Feng obtained, but he didn't think about it. If it was really Mo Yixiao who entered the Xuanyuan Ancient Land, it would be a problem whether he could come out alive.    

    

"Haha." Master Dong doesn't mind. "    

    

The Prince Qi's brows relaxed as he smiled and said, "This king only wants to find out about Ye Feng's background. Why didn't those assassins kill the seventh, eighth and tenth elite Zhu Shuanghua, and instead plotted to assassinate the eleventh elite? Could it be that Ye Feng's actions were too arrogant and despotic, relying on his title of Elite to stir up trouble everywhere? So much so that he has secretly formed an irreconcilable feud with someone? "    

    

"Prince Qi, didn't you carry the responsibility of being the commander in chief? Aren't these matters the responsibility of a commander like you? Why are you asking this old man instead? If all these questions are answered by this old man, what would a great commander like you need to do? "    

    

A trace of ridicule flew past Master Dong's expression, as he mocked.    

    

"Furthermore, if not for the assassination attempt on Ye Feng, your highness, you probably wouldn't even know about the existence of so many assassins in Royal Family Martial Cultivator. "It seems like His Highness has paid too much attention to certain things, but for some things that are really important to me, he has neglected the surface …"    

    

With that, he had poked a hornet's nest. Prince Qi's gaze suddenly became cold, and he said with a heavy tone: "Master Dong! Are you saying that I am not qualified to be the commander of the capital? "    

    

"Your Highness, if you don't want me to think so, then find the culprit as soon as possible and remove the organization backing them!" Master Dong closed his eyes.    

    

"You …"    

    

Prince Qi suddenly stood up from his seat, a cold light flashing in his eyes.    

    

From the looks of it, he was about to fall out.    

    

Faang Tianlei never thought that Prince Qi and Master Dong, these two great figures who could be said to stand at the peak of Western Tang, would become so unhappy in front of everyone with just a few words.    

    

"Gentlemen, I think it's about time. Why don't we hurry up and start?"    

    

"Hmph …" Prince Qi flung his sleeves and sat back down on the chair in anger.    

    


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