In the next mont, Yun Lan turned her head, her gaze sharp as a knife at Liu Sanming.
"Say one more word to like that, and I guarantee you won't walk out of this manor!"
Her voice wasn't loud because she didn't want to attract attention.
But her voice was indeed as cold as if sumr was about to freeze over.
Unexpectedly, Liu Sanming upon hearing this didn't hold back at all and suddenly grabbed her jade-like hand next to him.
"Little girl, you think I'm laughable, but soon you'll know who's more laughable. You look down on now, but soon you'll want to climb high, and you won't have the chance."
"Hmph! Don't force to act!"
Yun Lan pulled back her hand violently, her gaze even colder.
She truly regretted approaching Liu Sanming.
Now she had concluded that aside from his Pure Yang Body being sowhat valuable, Liu Sanming was entirely a worthless rogue.
Liu Sanming chuckled, not angry, nor did he retort.
He humd a little tune, lowered his head, and took out his phone to play with.
Beside him, Chen Xiaoi noticed the two seed to have a dispute but dared not look nor speak out, only foolishly watching the gradually crowding venue ahead.
Wang Li and the others, realizing they couldn't converse with Yun Lan, had long been chatting about other topics together.
After another ten minutes, Liu Sanming raised his head to see Fu Long, Fu Donghai, Li Nanhu, Li Qiuyun, along with Zhong Wanjun, appeared.
Hong Ying accompanied an elder, entered the scene.
Beside the elder was Cang Nan following, should be the Divine Origin Association's Daoist Tianji.
Lastly appeared Xue Yao, Zhang Kunlun, You Valley Fairy, and a middle-aged man with long hair.
This man wore a simple gray suit, exuding an imnse sharp aura.
Like a human-shaped sword.
If Liu Sanming guessed correctly, the man should be one of the Five Titans, the Celestial Sword Man.
But these people sat in the front row at the best positions, with disciples waiting around to serve.
After these leading figures arrived, the afternoon's tournant finally began!
First, a male host ascended the stage, and imdiately thunderous applause erupted, cheers sprang forth!
He was from Sea City TV, nad Hao Ming.
A well-known host, it seed the Zhong Family spent a fortune to invite him.
"I'm very pleased everyone could co to participate in such a grand and exciting conference today, as they say, the great Dao is long, strive for every mont, with this make friends, should be..."
After Hao Ming said a ton of words, he began to read the rules of the tournant.
The rules were simple, no rules on stage, once up it's life or death on you.
If anyone plays dead, it's seen as provoking the entire Sea City Cultivation Realm.
Furthermore, any challenger who wins five consecutive tis will earn a million prize money.
If one can challenge ten consecutively, there's a five million prize!
Besides that, there's the New King Grand Prize.
The so-called New King is soone who crushes opponents without any rivals left.
But there are other requirents for the New King in the tournant, the age must not exceed thirty.
And must win using Daoist magic or Daoist Inner Energy.
Once a New King erges, they can take ho a ten million grand prize!
Ten million seems a lot, but for the previous two New Kings, it was just icing on the cake, not really a lot.
After all, anyone who becos New King will surely be fought over by various forces.
Even if they establish their own sect, they can dominate a territory.
Who lacks money?
Once Hao Ming finished introducing, the scene erupted in applause again.
Imdiately he bowed to the four directions, stepped off the stage.
The venue instantly entered an absolute silence!
Pairs of eyes looked towards the stage, all curious who in this year's tournant would dare step up first as the arena master!
This isn't just a thing that requires courage, it also needs absolute strength, otherwise going on stage and getting beaten down would be utterly disgraceful...
Just as everyone was growing more curious, suddenly soone from the second row stood up, walked a few steps, then leaped onto the stage!
It was a tall, strong young man.
After ascending, he bent forward and saluted, "I am Cang Nan, from the Divine Origin Association, favored by my ntor, here to show my skills today!"
With these words, the people initially were startled, then rapidly applauded!
Nobody expected that this year's tournant, the Divine Origin Association directly sent a senior disciple up.
Cang Nan in the Divine Origin Association was the first among senior disciples, with very high cultivation.
It's said he's already stepped into the Daoist realm.
His sudden appearance increased the difficulty of this tournant several folds!
If not a Daoist, who dares step on stage?
But Daoists under thirty years of age, there haven't been many in decades...
In the past two years, it's been extrely rare to hear anyone ntion any young person has reached the Daoist realm.
People were bewildered while simultaneously judging that this year's New King should be Cang Nan.
Off stage, Daoist Tianji smiled coldly, he'd already decided to have Cang Nan appear.
One to enhance his prestige, two to directly seek revenge against Liu Sanming!
Hong Ying naturally knew her master's intention, her nerves were already tense, even her breathing was subdued.
While she knew Liu Sanming had already controlled her senior brother Cang Nan.
But—
If Liu Sanming defeats Cang Nan, it's like stirring a hornet's nest, sure to face continuous challenges on stage.
Whether he could co down then would be unknown...
The New King has age requirents, but for soone to face challenges on stage, there has never been any requirent.
In other words, her master Daoist Tianji, if montarily unable to suppress his fury, could also go on stage to face challenges...
"You, who dares to compete with ? Battle ! If you do, then hurry up and co!"
Cang Nan's eyes were cold, sweeping around.
But within the Qing Mountain Temple and the Cloth Robe Sect, no disciple dared to go up.
If they fail, wouldn't that be humiliating?
Cang Nan was already in the Daoist realm, who wouldn't fear?
After a few minutes passed, still no one dared step on stage below.
At this mont, the male host Hao Ming, cheerfully took the microphone and said, "Since no one dares challenge this arena master Cang Nan, we can only follow the rules, and let Cang Nan choose an opponent himself, as long as the other party agrees, they can take the stage."
"Alright, I'll pick myself!"
Cang Nan smiled sinisterly.
His gaze continued sweeping around, one by one the previously proud young cultivators lowered their heads, avoiding his gaze.
Soon, Cang Nan glanced toward the few rear rows, Wang Li, Liu Xiaocong, all lowered their heads.
In a blink, the entire last three rows had only Liu Sanming alone still looking up!
Even Yun Lan cautiously lowered her head.
Because she hadn't reached the Daoist realm, who dared confront Cang Nan?
Seeing Liu Sanming still looking up, both she and Chen Xiaoi were dumbfounded.
Chen Xiaoi quickly reminded, "Brother Sanming, you better lower your head, if you're chosen, you're dood!"
"He's just a fool, truly not afraid of death."
Yun Lan mocked.
Liu Sanming seed indifferent, still looking at Cang Nan.
In the next mont, they saw Cang Nan on stage suddenly pause his sight at a certain place in the back row!
In front of everyone, he fiercely pointed at a person.
"You, Liu Sanming, right? I now invite you to co up! Hope you agree, otherwise you're just a worthless trash, everyone will look down on you!"
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