Chapter 268 Tie Changkong

A total of eighty-three people passed the registration review. The Wufu divided them into three groups because, apart from the candidates that had already been selected by several powerful countries, there were only three places selected. Si Tu

That is to say, each group can only be successfully shortlisted if they get the first place.

Ye Feng was arranged in the third group.

However, when the names of the three groups were announced, there was a big uproar around.

The reason was that no one knew who would allocate the names of the three groups, and the arrangement of the strong and the weak was extremely uneven.

In the first and second groups, there were not many famous people at all, while the third group almost gathered the most outstanding young warriors from many forces in Xitang.

Mo Qingfeng, Tie Changkong, Situ Qing, and Ye Feng.

This third group can be said to be a real death group.

Fang Tianlei looked uncertain. He glanced at Prince Qi who was still angry beside him and said, "Your Highness, this list is too different. Isn't it unfair to arrange it this way?"

The list was arranged by the royal family. Prince Qi was busy tracking down the assassins lurking in the royal family before. All these small matters were handed over to the people below, so he didn't look at it. At this moment, he was also muttering in his heart.

However, when Fang Tianlei asked this question, he didn't buy it. He glared and said unhappily, "What do you mean by unfair? The four countries are fighting for luck. Being assigned to a group with poor strength means that they have luck. To put it another way, if the four countries meet next year and the conference arranges it this way, will Deputy Palace Master Fang also feel that it is unfair?"

Fang Tianlei was helpless and was about to announce that it would be implemented, but at this moment, Master Dong, who had been keeping his eyes closed, said, "I also think it is unfair. This list needs to be rearranged!"

"What?" Prince Qi's eyes flashed with a gleam of light, and his expression stiffened.

"This selection is jointly organized by the royal family, the Wufu and our Inscription Master Guild. Since Deputy Palace Master Fang and I both think the list is inappropriate, we have to rearrange it. What? Prince Qi wants to cover up everything?" Master Dong said coldly.

"The selection is about to begin, and you actually said to rearrange the list of contestants? Humph, old man Dong, I think you are clearly against me everywhere and deliberately making things difficult." Prince Qi was furious.

"Your Highness, I finally understand why you have failed in tracking down the killer." Master Dong said.

"..."

Seeing that the two were about to quarrel again, Fang Tianlei was also very helpless, and said with a fist: "Master, it may be too late to change the list temporarily. I have a compromise. It is better to divide this selection into the preliminary and semi-finals, and each group will select two strongest people to enter the semi-finals. In this way, there will be no fairness problem and it will not waste too much time."

"Of course, if even the second place in the group cannot enter, it means that this person's strength is really not good. Even if he participates in the four-party martial arts competition, it will not play a big role..."

He looked at the two and added another sentence.

Master Dong pondered for a while, nodded, and said: "I agree with Deputy Palace Master Fang's method."

Prince Qi snorted coldly and did not speak.

Since the resolution was barely passed, the selection challenge officially began a moment later.

The eighty-three applicants were divided into three groups.

Each group decided two strongest people to enter the semi-finals, and finally selected three people.

The wide selection stage was divided into three parts. Deputy Palace Master Fang, Master Dong and Prince Qi presided over one stage respectively. The challengers of each stage drew lots, and the winner advanced to the next round.

The candidates of the third group soon gathered at the side of the No. 3 stage. The host of this stage was Prince Qi.

Of course, there were also elders from the inner court as referees. People of the status of Prince Qi and Master Dong could not personally go on stage to do such rough work.

"Preliminary selection, the first match of the three groups, Royal Chen Ming vs. County Chong Tianyu."

On the stage, the referee warrior announced loudly.

Two warriors jumped onto the challenge stage and fought fiercely.

...

On the third group's arena, the third round of the game was soon underway. Standing on the stage was a majestic warrior with cold eyes. This person came from the Tie family and was also the famous inner court master Tie Changkong of the Xitang Wufu.

His opponent was a young warrior Qi Dapeng from another martial arts family.

Qi Dapeng's cultivation was at the peak of the sixth level of innateness.

Qi Dapeng was able to confidently sign up for the Four Nations Martial Arts Contest with his innate sixth-level cultivation. Naturally, he was a genius who could fight above his level and was well-known in the city where his family lived.

"I'll defeat you with three swords!" Tie Changkong drew out his long sword.

His cultivation had reached the late seventh-level innate, and he was born in the inner court of the Wufu. How could he take a figure like Qi Dapeng seriously?

"Although your cultivation is better than mine, it's a foolish dream to want to defeat me with three moves."

As a genius from a thousand-year-old martial arts family, Qi Dapeng was full of pride and was furious at Tie Changkong's contempt.

The opponent was really arrogant.

At the beginning of the game, Qi Dapeng used his ultimate move. He also knew that Tie Changkong was not an ordinary person. He had a high cultivation level and made a big talk like "three moves", so he attacked with all his strength.

Tie Changkong easily dodged a move of the Qi family's Xuan-level martial arts, and then Tie Changkong kept his footsteps and made three consecutive swords, forcing Qi Dapeng to be in danger.

The first strike broke through Qi Dapeng's protective energy.

The second strike knocked Qi Dapeng's weapon away.

The third strike hit Qi Dapeng's shoulder, and with a slap, he was knocked off the challenge stage.

"The third match of the third group, Tie Changkong wins!"

The referee announced loudly, with an expression of approval in his eyes.

Tie Changkong is a third-level student in the inner court. It is very likely that he will become an elder in the inner court like him in the next few years. He easily defeated the disciples of other martial arts families, which also made the Wufu proud.

"It's really amazing!"

"Tie Changkong's cultivation has reached the late seventh level of the innate. He is very powerful. He is also in the top ten in our inner court."

Han Chong whispered to Ye Feng in the audience, looking at Tie Changkong on the stage with some fear in his eyes.

"The surname is Tie? Should he be from the Tie family?"

Seeing Tie Changkong easily defeat Qi Dapeng, Ye Feng looked at him provocatively, and couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth, and a smile flashed across his face.

"That's right, he is the most promising young man in the Tie family!" Han Chong nodded.

"Ye Feng, since he is from the Tie family, you should pay more attention to him. You can see that his eyes are very malicious, and he is expected to help the dwarf Tie Hualong." The third prince next to him said worriedly.

Tie Changkong is a genuine seventh-level innate cultivator, not like Wu Yuanhou who took drugs to forcibly improve his cultivation.

If Tie Changkong faced Wu Yuanhou, he would probably defeat him easily with three sword strikes, just like he did with Qi Dapeng...