Dragon Blood Devil Soldier

The instant they heard the sound of the bell, practically all of the Inner hall disciple s shuddered. Countless gazes turned towards the high platform in unison, while a fiery passion surged within their eyes.    

After and Lin Shuanger finished hugging, they separated and stood shoulder to shoulder. Both of their gazes looked towards the three hundred meter high stone platform.    

At the top of the high platform, a white robed figure had already unknowingly stood there.    

That person was the sect master of the Spirit Profound Martial House, Ying Yuanzi.    

Behind Ying Yuanzi, a red and a green figure also quickly appeared.    

They were respectively the left and right protectors of the Spirit Profound Martial House, Azure Sky and Hong Lie.    

The appearance of the heads of the three major sects, who held the highest authority, also caused the expressions of the Inner hall disciple s, black-robed deacon s and the upper echelons of the other sects to immediately become more solemn and respectful.    

"I think everyone should be aware of what this competition between the factions today means ?"    

Ying Yuanzi stood with his hands behind his back, looked down at the figure covered in dense fog below, and slowly said: "The ranking battle of the tournament this time is to enter the Phantom Killing Platform. The top five will represent us Spirit Profound Martial House to participate in the sect's Battle of Seeds, to fight for the right to be called the Hundred Sects War.    

"If we succeed, the disciples who reach the top hundred in this ranking war will have the qualifications to enter that Hundred Sects Battlefield to bring honor to the sect. I hope that everyone can do their best."    

Ranking War!    

Obviously, they had been waiting for this ranking tournament for a long time, and they already knew that during this competition, it was possible that Phantom Killing Platform would be participating.    

And now, this exciting moment was finally about to begin!    

They all looked towards their respective disciples, their eyes filled with a strong desire to do battle.    

None of the disciples who could be promoted to the Inner Palace were not heaven warping geniuses, and none of them were willing to lower themselves to the people who had been raised to be arrogant. Adding on to that, all of these geniuses were young and vigorous, all of them full of vigor and full of ambition.    

Amongst them, there were also many crouching tigers and hidden dragons, and those who kept a low profile were like people who were on the same side as them. For example, Ye Chen, who had sparred with Long Bufan on the River Yuan Altar once before, was an extremely low profile person.    

Just like Long Bufan, he had also gone out to train a while back, and the moment he came out, it had been half a year. And at this moment, there was still no trace of him in the plaza.    

Ye Chen was usually a low-key person, he wholeheartedly focused on his cultivation, just to wait for this competition. To him, the inner hall competition would always be like passing clouds, he only needed this time to prove himself, to think that he could shine in the Hundred Sects Battlefield and obtain more resources.    

If he missed this chance, then he would have to wait another thirty years before the next Hundred Sects War would open. At that time, he would already be over fifty years old and would not be able to participate.    

Therefore, in Ye Chen's eyes, today's ranking war was the first battle, before heading to the sect's selection, the last step was to enter the Hundred Sects Battlefield, ascend to the Conferred God Stage, and fight against the numerous geniuses.    

"Wait a moment in the ranking tournament. I'll let Junior Sister Shuang'er personally witness it. That kid's results are only good enough for me to step on!" Amongst the crowd, Mo Yun glanced at Long Bufan provocatively. In this ranking tournament, he was confident that he could win, and that was that he would be able to make it into the top five.