Chapter 3669 Scitech Conference

Accompanied by the lines of the on-site commentary, the flags of the eight sects were hung high around the entire Tianchen Martial Arts Field.

Hundreds of thousands of spar lamps, the clan totems made of them, shone with various lights, shining in each stand.

All of a sudden, there was thunderous shouts and enthusiasm in the martial arts arena!

At the commentary seat, an elegant and dignified woman, wearing a sound-enhancing jade charm, started the introduction.

"Hello everyone, I, Dong Qing, will still be the host of this year's Eight-Sect Competition!"

"And the two next to me are also senior judges who are familiar to everyone in Hongmeng..."

"Elder Yan Song from the Qu Ru clan, and Elder Wang Bingbing from the Chi Chi clan."

As soon as Dong Qing introduced, Yan Song and Wang Bingbing also got up with a smile, and paid tribute to all the stands in all directions and the bosses in the suspended boxes.

"Wow! I miss you so much...Ye Fan, doesn't it look like we went to the Dorset Conference back then?" Ai Eryu smiled sweetly.

Ye Fan nodded, and jokingly said, "Why, the No. 1 'Brother Air' is going to come out again?"

"AIR is not strong enough, we have to work harder," Air puffed his lips.

Xiao Xin'er asked curiously, "Are these three host commentators deliberately selected ordinary people and small clans?"

"Yes, these three commentators are also Hongmeng's most popular commentators for large-scale events in the past few hundred years."

"The composition of Hongmeng is complex. If the explanation is inappropriate, it may cause dissatisfaction among all parties."

"These three people have nothing to do with the big clans, and they usually keep themselves clean, so they are more convincing," Xiao Wangge explained with a smile.

At this time, the host Dong Qing has already started to introduce, and the distinguished guests at the scene...

"As we all know, the Eight Gates Competition in this world, because the patron saint focuses on it, the rewards are generous!"

"The first one can directly make a wish with the patron saint, and the second and third ones can also enter Hongmeng and become the glory of the gate!"

"Such a unique big competition, and some distinguished guests from Hongmeng also came to the scene in person!"

"The well-deserved leader in the hearts of countless disciples of the Shenlong Clan! The hero of Hongmeng! The lord of the Nine Layers Heavenly Palace, the Azure Dragon of the Eight Tribulations, a myth in the world! Feng Jiuxiao!"

Dong Qing shouted, and stretched out his hand to point to the suspended stands with the golden dragon pattern.

Feng Jiuxiao brought several backbones of Jiuchongtian Palace and was looking down in front of the huge French windows.

With a smile on his face, he slightly raised his hand towards the stands on the side of Shenlong's side, but he didn't pay much attention to the other stands.

The tsunami-like cheers at the scene proved that Feng Jiuxiao did have the highest popularity and prestige.

But in Shenlong Pavilion, Feng Jiuxiao and others would not actually hear the noise outside.

He asked lightly, "Has the patron saint arrived yet?"

"No, Lord Long didn't move," Ji Liuhe replied behind.

"Brother, will Master Long change his mind temporarily? Why don't you come because you value Dabi so much?" Qi Sanchuan said while playing with the dice.

"Even if Lord Long is in Hongmeng, he can control every move here, presumably he doesn't want to come out," Feng Jiuxiao said.

"That's right, the patron saint keeps his word." The brothers were not too worried.

At this time, Dong Qing had already been introduced to Tianfeng Pavilion.

"The legend of the Phoenix Clan, the former bloody Suzaku! The wife of the Demon Emperor who brought peace between humans and demons! Elder Xiao Wangge!"

Xiao Wangge stood in front of the window with a dignified manner, smiling and nodding to the supporters below.

"Beihan Temple, Lord Zhou Hankong!..."

"The owner of Tianlei Valley, the elder Baihen..."

After introducing a group of big shots who came to watch the battle, the audience became more and more excited.

After all, these people, most of the monks of Hongmeng, may not be able to see each other in their entire lives.

"Now, I announce that the lottery session is officially..."

Just as Dong Qing was about to start, a staff member ran over and muttered a few words.

When Dong Qing heard this, he hurriedly changed the subject: "Audience, don't be impatient, because Ying Congye, the genius of Zhenmen, has not signed in yet, so we need to wait for a while..."

"Several elders of Zhenmen said that there was a little accident, please give time for a cup of tea..."

There were bursts of boos at the scene, and all kinds of contemptuous gestures were made to the stands of Zhenmen.

The members of the Baihu clan in Zhenmen were very anxious, whispering to each other, discussing what happened.

"Ying Congye..."

Ye Fan narrowed his eyes, thoughtful.

Dong Qing hurriedly communicated with the commentator next to him in order to prevent a cold silence.

"Elder Yan Song, Elder Wang Bingbing, what do you think is the biggest highlight of this competition?"

Yan Song stroked his beard, and said with a smile: "This competition, the patron saint personally came forward and paid enough attention to it, and let all the sects send out the strongest!"

"In terms of the overall strength of the players, I'm afraid it's one of the few in the past thousands of years!"

Wang Bingbing nodded: "I agree with what Yan Lao said, not only that, as far as I know, there are also contestants from the wilderness in this competition, representing Xunmen and Duimen respectively!"

"Oh?" Dong Qing was pleasantly surprised: "I haven't heard of this. It seems that Elder Wang has any gossip?"

"Actually, it's not a secret. A group of wild emperor swordsmen are watching the battle in Tianfeng Pavilion."

Wang Bingbing smiled and stretched out her hand to signal, and said: "Xunmen and Duimen, there are many monster clan sects, and they have a deep relationship with Mrs. Xiao Wangge and Miss Jian Yuzhu."

"For this big competition, the patron saint sent someone to invite the strongmen from all races in the wilderness. Obviously, they also acquiesced in this way of competition."

"From this point of view, this competition is not only a battle between the eight sects of Hongmeng, but also a contest between Hongmeng and the Wild!"

After Dong Qing made a summary with a smile, he said excitedly: "The latest news! Mr. Ying Cong Ye has signed in, and the lottery has officially started!!"

Hundreds of musicians immediately played majestic and magnificent music.

Amidst the high-pitched melody, eight figures in different colored costumes came out from the gates of the eight martial arts arenas.

Dong Qing began to introduce passionately:

"Ganmen! Shenlong clan, the wind and cloud are gone!"

"Kunmen! Zhulong family, Zhu Qiuhan!"

"Shock! Baihu clan, Ying Congye!"

"Xunmen! The Wild God Dragon Clan, Emperor Fist Ren Tiankuo!"

"Kanmen! Clan Xuanming, the young master of Beihan Temple, Zhou Xuxuan!"

"Leaving the door! Phoenix clan, Xiao Rou!"

"Genmen! Qingqiu God of War Wuye Wenfeng!"

"Duimen! The Wild God Dragon Clan, Ji Hantian!"

Ye Fan couldn't help being taken aback when he saw that week's vanity.

"This guy... is already the Young Palace Master?"

"Uncle knows that Zhou Xuxuan?" Xiao Wangge asked.

Ye Fan shook his head, "It's not acquaintance, is my sister-in-law familiar with him?"

"It's not clear, it came out of nowhere, but Zhou Hankong has always been cautious, and the city is quite deep, so he probably wouldn't send someone out easily," Xiao Wangge said.

"Brother Ye Fan, who do you think will win this time?" Du Yuner asked curiously.

Everyone also looked at Ye Fan one after another. After all, with Ye Fan's vision, he could basically see the final result.