Chapter 1642 Who Will Guarantee

The appearance of Bu Jingwei made Wang Yuwei and Yuan Ningzhen, who were beside Ye Feng, look a little gloomy. Si Tu was so powerful that they had no intention of fighting.

"The competition will start soon, Junior Brother Ye Feng, be careful..."

Looking at Ye Feng with some sympathy, Luo Mi said another sentence and walked towards the bottom of the stone platform.

Zhe Yan followed her closely.

About another stick of incense had passed, and the dense drum beats sounded like thousands of troops. A flying rainbow shot out from the main hall of the sect master, and dozens of Diyuan Sect elders strode into the air and landed on the stone platform together.

"Diyuan Sect Sect Master Yu Tingtian, respectfully welcomes the distinguished guests from all directions. All Taoist friends have come to our sect. Our sect is honored."

A solemn and magnificent voice resounded through the world. This was the first time that the Diyuan Sect Sect Master let Ye Feng see his true face.

It was a figure like a sharp sword.

He was tall and majestic, wearing a black brocade robe with eight flying dragon patterns painted on his chest. He carried an unsheathed long sword on his shoulder. However, compared with his great stature, this unsheathed sword looked very clumsy and did not look like a powerful spiritual weapon at all.

Beside him, there was a woman standing with him. Her azure blue dress fluttered in the wind, and her long black hair fell to her waist. Her hair danced lightly in the breeze.

This woman had a beautiful body and bones, flawless and spotless, like a goddess born from heaven. For a moment, she even surpassed Yu Tingtian's majestic figure.

"Greetings to the sect master, greetings to the young lady!"

Under the Kunwu Stone, the disciples of the Diyuan Sect saluted together, followed closely, and made a greeting sound that shook the mountains and rivers.

"Is it... her?"

Only Ye Feng stood there in a daze, staring at the stunning face on the stone platform, his eyes fixed on it.

Because the woman standing next to the sect master was no one else, but... Tian Lan.

"It is said that Miss Tianlan is a fairy from heaven, and together with Senior Sister Luo Mi, they are called the two great goddesses of our sect. But Junior Brother Ye, please don't stare at her nakedly like this."

Yuan Ningzhen pulled Ye Feng hard, with a bit of dissatisfaction on her face.

This made Ye Feng feel a little embarrassed.

He stared at Tianlan because he just knew the identity of Senior Sister Tianlan, not because of her beauty.

Yuan Ningzhen, this little girl, I don't know what she is thinking.

It seems that Senior Sister Tianlan's real name should be "Yu Tianlan", but Ye Feng didn't expect that the special envoy who guided him into Jinhua Shangcheng would be the daughter of the leader of Diyuan Sect.

"Thank you all for coming from afar to see the style of our inner sect. I will not disturb you and make it short. Now I announce that the competition will begin!"

"This competition is a grand event of letting a hundred flowers bloom and a hundred schools of thought contend. Other sects and families also have places to participate. Everyone in our inner sect of Yuanzong is eligible. As for other disciples below the king realm, if they want to participate, they only need to obtain a guarantee."

"Next... invite the contestants to come on stage and draw lots to decide their opponents in the first round."

The sect master Yu Tingtian said this and then sat in the chair that had been prepared in the center. The other elders beside him also attended in turn.

After a round of cheers, everyone looked at the Kunwu Stone Platform with expectation.

"I am the elder presiding over this competition. Please invite the contestants to come on stage!"

Elder He, holding a whisk, walked into the center of the stone platform calmly and calmly. In front of him, he used his energy to transform into a huge table, on which were two pitching pots with many spirit sticks placed.

Before Elder He finished speaking, dozens of nimble figures had crossed over the crowd and landed on the stage one by one.

These people had a condensed breath and landed lightly and silently. They were disciples sent by other sects and families, with a number of about eighty or ninety.

"The cultivation of these warriors... is above the King Realm, but most of them are only at the first or second level of the King Realm, and there are no particularly outstanding ones."

Ye Feng secretly observed from below.

They just came to show their support and help cheer, but what surprised Ye Feng was that the Tianyuan Sect, which was only one step away, did not send any warriors to participate.

Boom!

After nearly a hundred disciples entered the venue, a red and fiery figure rose into the air, leaped three times in the air, and landed on the edge of Kunwu Stone like thunder.

The person who came was Gu Mingdao.

When he landed on the ground, his chest did not rise or fall at all. He glanced down and showed a smile with a hint of arrogance.

"Hmph!"

As soon as Gu Mingdao's front foot landed on the ground, a cold snort came from the crowd, followed by a series of explosions in the air. Bu Jingwei, carrying a giant hammer, stepped up step by step in the air and walked towards the Kunwu Stone in the air.

He took steps in the air, as if he was stepping on real steps. Every step he took was like a giant beast stepping on the ground, making a shocking rumbling sound.

Gu Mingdao originally had a smile on his face, but when he saw this, his expression became fierce.

Seeing the actions of these two people, many disciples below showed hope on their faces. The two are evenly matched, and their battles are often one of the highlights of every championship.

Bu Jingni's stepping forward suppressed the limelight of more than a hundred people before, and some big figures from the major forces who sat down also nodded slightly.

Diyuan Sect is a fifth-grade sect, and its disciples are well-deserved. For example, Gu Mingdao and Bu Jingni, if placed in some other forces, are already top players among the younger generation.

Afterwards, Xiao Chennan and others also showed their bodies and jumped onto the Kunwu Stone Platform.

Among all the people, only Zheyan still looked lazy. Wherever Luo Mi went, he followed, step by step.

Swish!

Ye Feng's eyes suddenly jumped. Among the disciples who jumped onto the stone platform, a gloomy look was shooting at him. It was Yao Yifeng who had come to the service building to provoke him before.

Ye Feng gave him a disdainful sneer directly, and Ye Feng withdrew his mind and continued to wait.

With his status and cultivation, he needed someone to guarantee him before he could go on stage.

"Junior Brother Ye, it doesn't matter whether we participate in this competition or not, and there's nothing to be ashamed of." Yuan Ningzhen observed the surroundings, suddenly turned around, and looked at Ye Feng with a happy smile.

Earlier, she was still worried that Ye Feng would ask Luo Mi to guarantee, but at this time Luo Mi had already flown onto the stone platform, and was obviously not Ye Feng's guarantor.

It seems that except Luo Mi, Junior Brother Ye has no relatives or friends in the Diyuan Sect, and he can't find anyone else to guarantee him, right?

The competition is about to start, and Ye Feng hasn't come on stage yet. She just thinks that Ye Feng secretly gave up participating, but he just can't bring himself to tell everyone.

"That's right, wait a few more years, who among these guys will be Junior Brother Ye's opponent, let them be arrogant for a few more years, haha..."

Wang Yuwei also reacted quickly, patted Ye Feng on the shoulder and comforted him.

Huh...

Ye Feng smiled and was about to explain to the two. But he saw that a large group of people around him suddenly retreated, looking up and behind him with horror, and their eyes were about to pop out.

In the air, a faint fragrance rushed into his nose.

A blue graceful figure, like a flying fairy, landed lightly in front of Ye Feng in the stunned eyes of everyone around.

"Junior Brother Ye, follow me to the stage. If you don't go up now, it will be too late."

Tian Lan's soft and pleasant voice came. Standing within a few feet of Ye Feng, she looked even more gorgeous, holy and inviolable.

Hiss...

Wang Yuwei and Yuan Ningzhen took a breath at the same time. They subconsciously stepped aside a few steps and their eyes fell on Tian Lan and Ye Feng. For a while, they couldn't take them back.