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Chapter 252 The Sifang Pavilion Conference Begins
On this day, countless figures stepped into the Fenglei Mountain Range and walked up the mountain along the mountain road.
This road leads directly to Leishan, a majestic and steep mountain, and is also the location of this Sifang Pavilion Conference.
As an annual conference, Sifang Pavilion has never rejected onlookers. On the contrary, they hope to let more people see the strength of the younger generation.
At the foot of the mountain, two mountain roads appeared, going up the mountain from different directions.
"Everyone, listen carefully. If you want to participate in the conference, you only need to meet three conditions.
One, you must have the strength of three-star fighting emperor or above.
Two, you must be under 30 years old.
Three, you must last five rounds in my hands."
In front of the crowd, an old man in a red robe spoke with a loud voice, immediately suppressing the noise.
Someone recognized the identity of the man and woman. They were the two elders Huo Mu, who had high status in Fenglei Pavilion.
"I'm afraid this year's meeting is meaningless. There are not many people who dare to go up the mountain from here."
One of the elders, an old woman, found that no one came forward and curled her lips secretly.
"It doesn't matter whether there is or not. The final winner will still be decided among the other three pavilions."
The old man said lightly.
"If nothing unexpected happens this year, we will continue to be the champion of the Chan League."
The old woman laughed.
"With Feng Qing'er here, there are indeed no enemies except Mu Qingluan of Xingyun Pavilion."
The old man nodded, and was full of confidence that Fenglei Pavilion would win the first place this time. Outsiders did not know Feng Qing'er's strength, but they knew it very well.
These days, Feng Qing'er's strength is still in the sealed stage.
After a pause, he frowned and said, "Last time in Tianmu Mountain Range, it seems that another kid appeared
in Xingyue Pavilion. His strength should not be underestimated." "Humph, a poor kid from the Northwest Region. I don't know what happened to Master Feng. He is so good to him. I heard that he made him the young master of Xingyue Pavilion."
When the old woman mentioned this, her face was unhappy. In the Tianmu Mountain Range incident, Feng Qing'er suffered because of hiding her strength and facing Mu Qingluan and Xiao Yan.
"But this time in Leishan, those two people are not so lucky."
The old woman smiled coldly.
The old man next to her was silent and did not say anything, but his expression still agreed with her opinion.
The crowd gathered into a torrent and headed up the mountain.
When they arrived, they saw a huge platform with many silver giant trees without branches and leaves growing around it. Lightning flashed from these trees from time to time, gathering towards the sky like dark clouds.
As more and more people poured in, the space seemed insufficient, and some people stood directly on the treetops.
At this time, a dazzling light lit up in the sky, followed by a loud bang.
A magnificent lightning flashed from the sky and landed directly next to a row of seats.
When the lightning flashed away, four figures emerged from inside.
"The four masters of Fenglei Pavilion!"
"The one with the silver beard in the middle must be Venerable Lei, right?"
Exclamations came one after another, echoing from all around, and everyone looked at the middle-aged man who looked ordinary, with envy in their eyes.
Whoosh!
At this moment, a gust of wind came.
A huge sword that was ten feet long tore through the sky, flashed, and shot towards the top of the mountain.
"Haha, Venerable Jian, you came the fastest this time." Venerable
Lei, who was wearing a silver robe, stood up from his seat, and his hearty laughter spread across the top of the mountain.
The giant sword approached the seat, and countless light spots shattered, and two figures emerged from it, one old and one young.
The young one is a young man, the most outstanding young man in Wanjian Pavilion, named Tang Ying.
Next to him was an old man in linen clothes who looked plain and was a bit short, the kind that would be invisible in a crowd.
Venerable Sword ignored Venerable Thunder and was about to take a seat when a dark light emerged from the foot of the mountain and appeared next to the seat as if teleporting.
"Hehe, old man Jian is still in such a bad mood. It seems that he still has a knot in his heart about the competition that year."
An old man in a black robe sat on an empty chair. His face was pale and he looked sick. His eyes were one black and one white, which looked extremely weird.
"I was defeated by him because of my bad luck. Compared with someone who only lasted a hundred rounds in the hands of Venerable Feng, I am much better. Don't you think so, Venerable Huangquan?"
Venerable Jian was not used to the other party at all, and retorted in a neutral tone.
Just when the two were about to exchange words, a green tornado appeared in the sky, attracting everyone's attention.
The green tornado was very huge, covering the sky and the sun and falling towards the top of the mountain.
When it approached the top of the mountain, the tornado trembled and turned into a light spot, and three figures appeared from it.
Standing on the ground, Xiao Yan looked around and whispered, "There are so many people."
"Young Pavilion Master, the Sifang Pavilion Conference is a relatively lively event in Zhongzhou. It is normal to have so many people watching."
The woman in green clothes reminded him softly.
Xiao Yan nodded slightly, "We must try our best to get the first place back this time."
Although he became the young pavilion master as soon as he entered Xingyue Pavilion with the help of his teacher, there are still many people who are dissatisfied with him behind his back.
This Sifang Pavilion Conference is a good opportunity for him to show his ability.
"Young Pavilion Master, you have a very good idea, but I want to remind you that Feng Qing'er is not a pushover."
Mu Qingluan glanced at him.
Xiao Yan had a deep impression of her after their encounter in Tianmu Mountain Range. He could always sense a dangerous aura from her.
He hadn't felt this kind of thing among his peers for a long time, except for Senior Lin Xiu.
After the four venerables arrived, they exchanged simple greetings, and Venerable Lei announced the rules.
There were a total of forty-nine people who had passed the test for this conference, plus four candidates, a total of fifty-four people.
They need to get the top eight places here.
"Go and fight with confidence. I'm here, so don't be afraid."
Venerable Feng patted Xiao Yan on the shoulder, with a positive look in his eyes.
Among the four venerables present, he had the longest time to be promoted to Dou Zun, so naturally he had the confidence to say this.
At the same time, he believed in his old friend's vision of accepting disciples.
The only pity now is that his old friend cannot be resurrected, and they can't drink and chat like before.
He knew how to revive his old friend, but now all hope lies on Xiao Yan, but Xiao Yan's current realm is not enough.
After returning from Tianmu Mountain Range, Xiao Yan did advance to Dou Zong, but it was still a bit risky to swallow the third kind of strange fire at this time.
As everyone stepped into the square, the melee began.
The early stage was not the most exciting moment, so the four venerables did not pay much attention to it.
The black-robed Huangquan Venerable moved his buttocks, leaned forward a little, and looked at Lei Venerable, "A while ago, I heard that one of your inner cabinet disciples was killed by someone, and the other party also clamored to go to Leishan at the Sifang Pavilion Conference. Is this true?"
As soon as the voice fell, Lei Venerable's face twitched slightly. For so many years, Fenglei Pavilion has not encountered such a thing for a long time.
It was really embarrassing for such a thing to happen.
"Stop bragging, that guy is just a Dou Zong, I was just a step slower in receiving the news, otherwise, I would have killed him long ago."
The person who answered was standing behind Lei Zun, his face full of indignation and anger.
He was Fei Tian, the head of the North Pavilion of Fenglei Pavilion.
At that time, Tianbei City was within his jurisdiction, and he was questioned several times because of this matter.
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