Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

When Ye Feng and Sha Shenyue came out, there was already a sea of people. They were all disciples that came from different courtyards.    

The General Assembly was established within the main courtyard.    

One needed to possess a special medallion made by Xuanyi in order to enter the arena. Only with the medallion could one avoid trouble from other sects.    

Although Xuanyi Zong, Wu Zong and Tian Dao Sect belonged to the three Human Clan Sects and they both said that they were connected by the same aura, the truth was that the three of them were fighting intensely. The fact that they were obstructing each other was quite common and both of them were wary of the other.    

Li Jiu and Bachelor Su had already entered the venue.    

Li Jiutian was one of the hosts of this conference. Originally, the Sword Truth Assembly was not allowed the dean to host it, but she had a special status in the Xuanyi Sect. This time, she received Sect Master's permission to host it, so he personally called out for her to carry it out.    

As for Bachelor Su, he was slightly worse than Li Jiutian. He could not act as the host and could only act as a guest spectator.    

The Congress was conducted by way of elimination.    

There were more than a hundred disciples participating in the competition. After each round, the victor would be promoted to the next, and the loser would be eliminated automatically.    

After three rounds of competition, the top ten would be decided. The top ten would then be decided the same way.    

Besides becoming Xuanyi's sect's Inner Sect disciple, the final victor of all the Sword Truth Assembly would also receive a special reward from the sect.    

No sect would treat a true genius unfairly.    

"This year's Grand Meeting will decide the two sides by drawing lots. Disciples who have come to participate, please write your names and hand them over to me." An elder with a head full of white hair stood in the middle of the arena and shouted.    

His palm gently pressed down in the air, and the originally noisy audience immediately quieted down.    

Many disciples began to report their names.    

Ye Feng didn't rush forward. Instead, he waited until most of the people had left before he slowly picked up a pen and paper and wrote down his name.    

"Ye Feng of the Sword Pavilion. So it's you?"    

When that elder saw Ye Feng's name, he couldn't help but look at him with admiration in his eyes.    

More than a month ago, the news of Ye Feng sabotaging the Ye Family and saving the lives of tens of millions of people of Human Clan had already spread across the world.    

As an elder of Xuanyi Zong, naturally, he valued young people with courage and capability.    

"Young man, you are quite good. I hope that you can get a good ranking in this year's Grand Meeting. Don't disappoint this old man." The elder even went up to pat Ye Feng on the shoulder before leaving with a laugh.    

Everyone in the audience saw this scene. They were both envious and jealous of Ye Feng.    

A tall young man quickly walked in front of Ye Feng and asked Ye Feng with a bit of a fawning tone, "Brother, you're not simple. You actually got the praise of Elder Tian?"    

"Why?" Ye Feng asked in confusion.    

"You don't know Elder Tian?" Strange, then how did you get the appreciation of the old man? " A hint of surprise surfaced on the tall young man's face when he saw Ye Feng's reaction.    

Ye Feng shook his head and smiled, "I just arrived here and I don't know Elder Tian. He might be appreciating me because he thinks that... I'm a bit more handsome. "    

Sha Shenyue couldn't help but burst out laughing.    

Feng's face was too thick.    

That tall young man chuckled dryly. Although Ye Feng was indeed handsome, it was obviously impossible for Elder Tian to appreciate him just like that.    

Elder Tian is an outer sect elder of our Xuanyi Sect. He is a righteous man who does not talk nor smile. It is very rare that he values a junior this much.    

Ye Feng was a bit amused and joked, "Bro, you have good eyes. My background is indeed very big."    

"Puchi!"    

Sha Shenyue couldn't help but laugh.    

While they were talking, a loud noise came from the crowd behind. A few Martial Cultivator pushed through the crowd and walked towards them.    

The person in the lead was the Xie Clan's Second Young Master, Xie An, who had been stomped over by Ye Feng three days ago.    

The people following by Xie An's side were the few good-for-nothings that had appeared with him that night.    

These people seemed to have quite a big reputation in the Main Courtyard. Many disciples all retreated, making way for them.    

"Kid, you are really here."    

Xie An and the others went up and looked Ye Feng up and down, then deliberately shouted: "I really don't understand, a mere Third Level of King Stage, what face do you have to come to the Sword Truth Assembly?"    

"Take a look, which one of the participants is not an expert at the seventh or eighth level of the King's Realm. Brat, do you think you're not here to seek your own humiliation?"    

He purposefully said this because he wanted to use this opportunity to humiliate Ye Feng and take revenge for that day.    

"Second Young Master is right. If you don't get on stage in a bit and can't even take three moves, it would really be embarrassing for the Sword Tower." Behind Xie An, a popinjay, Martial Cultivator, said in a mocking tone.    

"Forget about three moves, with his ability, he probably won't even be able to take a single blow." Another person mocked.    

"Get lost, don't embarrass the house."    

… ….    

The few of them mocked Ye Feng at the same time, not forgetting to look around even after they finished speaking.    

However, none of the onlookers agreed with them.    

Everyone had seen Elder Tian speak to Ye Feng kindly before, and he even went up to him and patted him on the shoulder.    

Elder Tian was an outer court elder, an official elder of Xuanyi Zong. His position was even higher than that of the Inner Sect or even the elite disciples. Even Elder Tian was being so courteous to him.    

"What? Is what I said wrong?" Seeing that there was no response, Xie An lost some face and took the initiative to ask the crowd standing at the side.    

But no one cared about him?    

Many of them knew Xie An, and there were even some who witnessed the scene of Ye Feng crushing him with their own eyes three days ago. They knew that there was enmity between the two.    

But no fool would dare to get involved at this time.    

"Everyone, be quiet."    

Just as Xie An fell into an awkward situation, Elder Tian's voice rang out from the arena once more.    

"The drawing of lots for this competition has finished. This old man will now announce the names of the two parties involved in the first match."    

Xie An heaved a sigh of relief. A moment ago, he had been a little embarrassed. Fortunately, Elder Tian had promptly rescued him, diverting the attention of the others.    

However, Elder Tian's next words almost scared Xie An to the point that he fainted on the spot.    

Elder Tian said loudly from the stage: "The first match will be between Ye Feng from the Sword Pavilion side courtyard, and the main courtyard disciple will fight … … "Xie An."    

"What …"    

Xie An's face paled and his body trembled. He thought he had misheard.    

That night, he was subdued by Ye Feng in one move, and like lifting a chicken, he was thrown out again. These painful experiences were still vivid in his mind.    

Although Xie An was a popinjay, he wasn't a fool. He knew that he was no match for Ye Feng.    

But now, he had just mocked and humiliated Ye Feng, and now he wanted to go up on stage to fight with Ye Feng in front of everyone.    

This...    

It gave him an urge to spit out blood.    

"Xie An, Xie Second Young Master, please."    

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