Tyrant Dragon Emperor

Originally, these people were all winners who had passed the level. They were very excited, and they were looking forward to the follow-up competition, especially tomorrow's re-examination.

But after feeling the contempt of the elder Yinpao, his mood plummeted.

Some people even had dark faces, full of anger.

"Hmph! I think this silver-robed elder doesn't feel pain in his back just standing and talking!"

"That's right! As a powerful person in the Xuanyang realm, he is of course qualified to say that, but we are here to compete with young people of the same generation, whether it is a mule or a horse, we have to pull it out for a walk!"

"That's right! I don't believe it, the young disciples in the Cangjing area are all three-headed and six-armed characters!"

"Hmph! They are human beings, and we are human beings too! I believe that we will not be much worse than them!"

"Look, tomorrow's retest, once I meet those people, I will never show mercy. I must let them know our strength!"

"Me too! In this Martial Arts Conference, I want the geniuses in Cangjing to understand that martial artists from small countries attached to them must not exist that they can easily defeat!"

Anger was rippling in the crowd, and the warriors in the winner's area gritted their teeth and scolded coldly, with anger surging in their hearts.

Gradually, some people no longer deliberately suppressed their voices, and these words directly reached the ears of the silver-robed elder.

"Hehe, very good! You are right, a genius must have the arrogance of a genius!"

The silver-robed elder nodded slowly, with a meaningful smile on his face.

This scene made those disciples startled, and many of them shook their heads and sneered.

"Hmph! See, as long as we show enough determination, even the silver-robed elder will be moved!"

"That's right! They must not let them underestimate it!"

"Anyway, we are also the top talents of the younger generation. I don't believe it. How strong are the talents here in Cangjing?"

"If it's those genius disciples at the Xuanyang realm, that's fine, but if it's just my peers at the Xuanyue realm, I believe I will never lose to any of them!"

"That's right! Me too!"

Everyone raised their arms and shouted, and the atmosphere suddenly became extremely enthusiastic.

This time, everyone put aside their depression and looked forward to tomorrow's competition.

Elder Yinpao looked at these people quietly, feeling the warm atmosphere among the crowd, suddenly smiled coldly, a slight scorn flashed in his eyes.

"Hehe! Are you in a hurry?"

"Um?"

"What do you mean by that?"

Everyone was taken aback when they heard the words, and couldn't help but look at each other, feeling a little puzzled for a while.

Elder Yinpao casually waved his hand to the crowd, pointed at the thousands of disciples in front of him, and said calmly: "Do you think you have passed the test? Hehe, no!"

"What?"

"The first martial arts test is over. We are all the winners who have been selected layer by layer. Isn't it considered a pass?"

"Your Martial Arts Conference won't temporarily change the rules, will it?"

Everyone's face was deep, and they were furious and puzzled.

The silver-robed elder shook his head and smiled: "Of course the rules will not be changed at will, but... who told you that the initial test is over?"

"What... what?"

"It's unreasonable! It's clearly written on the post...you wait!"

While speaking, a tall young disciple opened the stickers he carried with him, turned to the rules of the initial test and questioned him loudly.

"Did you see it? It will be posted that the initial test will last for three days. After the three days, the winner will advance to the re-test. Dare to ask the elders... you won't deny it, will you?"

"Hmph! See what else he has to say?"

All the disciples were full of righteous indignation and were greatly dissatisfied.

"Idiots! Did you read the conference invitation carefully?" The silver-robed elder's face suddenly darkened, and he shouted angrily.

"There is another rule in the preliminary martial arts test. After the selection is over, there will be a final final selection. Only those who pass the final selection will be considered as the real advance to the re-examination!"

The voice swayed, and everyone was stunned!

The crowd was dead silent, and everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, all in disbelief.

It wasn't until Elder Yinpao took out his meeting stickers, turned to the page of additional instructions for the initial test, and pointed out the rule with his own hands, that everyone came to their senses.

After a brief hesitation, many people froze in place after flipping through the meeting post to find the explanation.

"This... this rule is actually in the additional instructions!"

"Too much! Isn't this playing us?"

"Such an important rule, why not directly juxtapose it with the previous one?"

"It's unreasonable! It's unreasonable!"

The faces of all the disciples were extremely ugly, and the corners of their eyes twitched wildly in great dissatisfaction.

They broke through layers of selection, and finally stood in the winner's area. At this moment, they suddenly discovered that the competition was not over yet, and they would face another so-called "preliminary round"?

what the hell?

Isn't this a joke?

Everyone was extremely angry, and wanted to refute but didn't have enough confidence.

However, there are also some disciples who have known this before. They have carefully examined the postings, and they have already known that there is such a rule.

But because this provision is written in the additional instructions, they are not sure how and when it will be carried out.

Therefore, they have been holding a wait-and-see attitude, and it was not until this time that they realized that this rule was not empty, and it was completely controlled by the silver-robed elder.

Seeing this scene, many people in the spectator seats behind were ashen-faced, frowning and snorting coldly.

These people are none other than the representatives of the martial arts forces of these affiliated countries and independent cities. Seeing the carelessness of their disciples, they feel dull and extremely depressed.

"Hey! These guys... simply... have completely embarrassed our Cangfeng Kingdom!"

"Don't mention it! Our Sea Whale City disciples are the same, it really makes me feel ashamed!"

"Hmph! Ladies and gentlemen, let me tell you what I said. I reminded you to read carefully the first day I got the post, but you didn't care. You thought you understood the rules. How are you doing now? Shame on you?" The slightly weird green cloak warrior said proudly with a strange smile on his face.

"What's the use of saying this now? Hmph!"

There are many representatives of such annoyed forces in the spectator seats. Hearing the elder Yinpao's scolding, they couldn't help but open the post and check it out. Sure enough, they really found such an item in the additional instructions.

Thinking about it now, I was so depressed that I vomited blood.

"Why are you nervous? No matter how weird and complicated the rules are, in the end, it's not a capable person who advances?"

"Huh? That's right!"

"It makes sense!"

"Hahahaha! Since that's the case, no matter what the rules are, our disciples in Sea Whale City are by no means inferior to you!"

"Hmph! To be honest, the warriors of our Cangfeng Kingdom have all gone through secret training, and a little trial will definitely not be able to stop them!"

"Hmph! Let's wait and see!"

After suppressing their depression, the representatives of these forces immediately regained their confidence, glaring at each other, and no one would accept the other.

On the high platform ahead, the silver-robed elder waved his sleeves: "Only one-eighth of you people can advance!"

"What?"