World Wide Martial Art

"That's right, the price of the core hall is clearly marked. The elders of the outer palace will get one thousand points, and the elders of the inner palace will get 10,000 points. Situ Reading

М" Yan Siya said with a smile, "I, the master of the Treasure Pavilion, got it with 30,000 points..."

These words made Ye Feng sweat again, and he blurted out: "Can points be exchanged for spiritual stones?"

"One point can be exchanged for ten thousand spiritual stones in the Treasure Pavilion."

"Then I have to go take a look."

One point and ten thousand spirit stones made Ye Feng a little interested. After all, he was always short of spirit stones.

After continuing to inquire about some things, Ye Feng said goodbye and left without lingering.

"Miss, this Ye Jingli is just a first-level innate talent. How can he pass the Four Nations Military Competition? Moreover, you have told him so much? Isn't this your usual style?"

Just after Ye Feng left, the gray-robed shopkeeper Lao Mo appeared in the room again and asked suspiciously.

"I feel that this person is extraordinary. Perhaps, if he wants to stir up the stagnant water in the Western Tang Dynasty, he will fall on this Ye Jingli's head..."

Yan Siya looked forward and happened to see Ye Feng's back. At this moment, the beautiful eyes of the Master of the Treasure Pavilion revealed a different brilliance...

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After coming out of Zhenbao Pavilion, Ye Feng sent a message to Han Chong.

The only people he knew in the Western Tang Dynasty were Tang Chuxue and the third prince.

After becoming an elite in the Wu Mansion, Ye Feng has been busy cultivating to attack the innate, and now he is very ignorant of the situation in the Wu Mansion. This time, if the master of the Treasure Pavilion was not willing to let him take credit for the sake of his elite, Ye Feng would have really looked at him with two eyes. Discredited, I don’t even know where to earn points.

He originally wanted to find the third prince, but then he thought about it. The third prince was a newcomer to the martial arts family like himself, and there were many situations that veteran students like Han Chong might not be able to understand.

The other party wants to flatter him anyway, so why not give him a chance.

Sure enough, not long after, Han Chong appeared in front of him.

Today, he was not wearing the red robe of a law enforcement disciple, but an ordinary inner palace yellow uniform.

"I've met Ye Jingying! Why, Ye Jingping also wants to see the excitement?" Han Chong stepped forward to say hello a little strangely.

He had made it clear during the summons just now that he was going to the Selection Office for Military Quotations at the Four Military Prefectures, so Han Chong asked this question.

"Well, everything is fine. Let's go take a look. It won't delay your cultivation, right?" Ye Feng said with a smile.

"No, no, it's an honor for me to be with Ye Jingying. Besides, I also want to see the grand occasion. Hey, Ye Jingming, congratulations. I didn't expect that after not seeing you for a few days, you have successfully advanced to the innate level?"

Han Chong's words were full of flattery.

"It's time for promotion." Ye Feng replied lightly.

Less than half an hour later, the two figures appeared near the selection stage.

The four countries will fight for their luck.

Although we are talking about the Four Kingdoms, there are actually many third-level sects participating. Each force will eventually send five disciples into a unique secret realm to gain luck.

Things like luck are invisible and intangible, but they do exist. Many forces in the mainland believe in this, so they all attach great importance to it.

The Four Kingdoms Tournament is only held once every ten years, and it can be said to be the most grand event in the Yuanwu Continent.

In order to compete for the illusory luck, every force participated with all their strength. In the past, the four major countries have always maintained their leading position.

The powerful country of the Western Tang Dynasty ranked fourth in the last military competition, ranking last among the four major countries.

So this time, we were determined to avenge our past humiliation and started the selection of martial arts contestants early.

The selection platform built in the Wu Mansion of the Western Tang Dynasty was tall and large, very grand and spectacular.

"It seems there are quite a few people."

Looking at the sea of ​​people around him, Ye Feng couldn't help being surprised.

The area was crowded with people, at least a thousand people.

"The martial arts of the Four Kingdoms is related to the destiny of a powerful country. As long as you can pass the selection, the rewards of a powerful country will be very generous. So not only our Martial Palace, the Inscription Master Guild, the royal family, and even the three major families will send disciples to participate." Han Chong introduced to Ye Feng. stand up.

"Han Chong, do you know where to sign up?" Ye Feng nodded.

"Sign up? Over there!" Han Chong pointed forward, and suddenly his eyes widened in surprise, "You want to sign up for the selection too?"

"What, no?" Ye Feng asked.

"This...Ye Jingling, to be honest, you are a person with a bright future. As long as you train peacefully in the Wu Mansion for a few years, you will definitely become a great talent in our powerful country of the Western Tang Dynasty, so why rush it?"

"When you go to the selection stage, there will be people from all major forces, and you will be treated equally. No one will care about your status as an elite in the martial arts. Once a life and death fight begins, you will have no eyesight with swords and guns, just in case..."

Han Chong explained thoughtfully.

He was right.

Participating in the military selection of the Four Kingdoms are almost the heroes from the entire powerful country. The average third-level inner palace students are not qualified. They must be the outstanding ones among the third-level students. There may even be martial arts elites similar to Ye Feng.

Although Ye Feng holds the title of elite, his cultivation level is really not worth mentioning.

The innate weight is everywhere in the street.

Of course Han Chong didn't know Ye Feng's true strength.

If he knew that Ye Feng could deal with Wu Yuanhou after taking drugs before he was even half a step ahead, he would definitely not be so persuasive.

"There are so many eventualities." Ye Feng said with a smile.

Is it my own style to be timid?

The journey of a warrior is not always smooth sailing. The third-level students in the inner palace are only born at the sixth or seventh level, and the most powerful ones cannot exceed the eighth level. If you don't even dare to go to such a selection stage, how can you achieve great things?

Besides, it is very important for me to get these 100 points.

The Master of Zhenbao Pavilion gave him face, but he couldn't continue to owe money without repaying it.

"I know in my heart that I will definitely participate in this selection."

The voice was not loud, but it was firm and powerful, completely making Han Chong lose the courage to dissuade him.

Who is Ye Feng?

Specially gifted by the master of the palace, the eleventh elite of the Martial Palace. How could he easily convince such a person to be among the best?

Han Chong nodded and said no more.

At this time, there was a sudden commotion around the selection stage.

A middle-aged warrior stood on the stage at some point and appeared in everyone's sight.

"Ye Jingling, that is Deputy Palace Master Fang Tianlei. I didn't expect that the Wu Palace attaches so much importance to this selection. Deputy Palace Master Fang is actually presiding over it."

Han Chong was a little excited when he saw the middle-aged warrior on the stage.

Fang Tianlei is one of the most powerful figures in the Western Tang Dynasty besides the three giants. His strength is unfathomable and it is said that he is close to reaching the realm of king.

At this moment, a phantom of a savage beast appeared above his head, swallowing heaven and earth, showing its domineering attitude.

This is the soul of his martial arts, the Douluo Yuan Beast.

It is obviously very solid and has reached the stage where it is about to take shape and condense the true Dharma.

Seeing that his appearance had attracted everyone's attention, Fang Tianlei on the stage nodded, waved his hand and spoke.