Chapter 157 The Seed War Officially Begins

Mo Jingtian climbed onto the high platform with a dragon-like and tiger-like step, and swept his eyes below. He bowed slightly to the leaders of all forces and shouted loudly: "The Seed War is held every twenty years. I believe you all know the rules. I will not say more. This palace in front of us is the selection venue. Please step forward, all participants."

These words were spoken in a crisp and clear manner, and the expressions of all the participants became slightly more serious, and they all walked to the front row.

Then, Mo Jingtian waved his sleeves, and bamboo sticks covered with a thin light flew accurately into the hands of all the contestants. Lin Changqiang took a closer look and saw "Right Seven" written on it.

After a few seconds, when everyone saw the numbers clearly, Mo Jingtian nodded and said, "The draw is over, and the selection begins! Everyone, enter your respective channels."

As soon as he finished speaking, figures flashed out and rushed into the huge palace according to the passage marked on the sign. Lin Changqiang also sighed and walked towards the seventh passage from the right.

After a while, all the contestants successfully entered the temple.

"Everyone, follow me to the final venue and watch this fight between dragons and tigers together." Mo Jingtian smiled at everyone, then turned around and strode from the side of the palace to the other end. Behind him, Lin Fan and other leaders of many forces quickly followed.

In the passage, Lin Changqiang stepped on the Taiqing Youtian Step, moving forward as fast as flowing light, bringing up gusts of breeze. After a while, a huge iron gate appeared before his eyes.

He raised his hand and pushed gently, without using much strength, and the heavy iron door burst open.

Behind the door is a spacious hall. In addition to the iron door that was pushed open, there are two identical doors located at three o'clock and nine o'clock respectively. As for the twelve o'clock position, there is a bronze door.

The hall was empty at this time, with only the night pearls emitting bright light. Lin Changqiang raised his eyebrows, then slowly walked into the hall, waiting silently.

Earlier, he was traveling very fast, thinking that he could finish the selection as soon as possible. As a result, he forgot that he had to wait for other contestants to arrive.

A few minutes later, the other two participants finally arrived at the hall one after another. As soon as they saw each other, a hint of joy appeared in their eyes. Then they walked into the arena together and looked at Lin Changqiang with pity.

"Tsk, kid, you're unlucky. There are only two of us from the Shanyue Sect participating in the battle, and you still got caught up with both of us. I advise you to admit defeat as soon as possible."

"That's right. If you just admit defeat, you can avoid physical pain."

The two people who were walking towards them were wearing the same badge. It was obvious that they were from the same sect. I didn't know whether to say that they were lucky or unlucky to meet each other in a competition involving dozens of people.

"Give up? Good suggestion."

Looking at the two people getting closer, Lin Changqiang's expression did not change at all. He stood motionless, but a thick and majestic aura quietly rose up, and the Yuanli of the entire hall was beating along with it.

Feeling this horrifying aura, the two men's breathing suddenly stagnated, as if a huge mountain was pressing down on them, making it hard for them to breathe. Their feet froze in place, their eyes widened like bells, and their hearts were filled with fear and panic.

This aura is actually stronger than that of the leader of their Mountain Sect!

"Would you like to go out by yourself, or should I take you out?"

Hearing this, the two men couldn't help but shudder all over, but then, a look of surprise as if they had escaped death appeared on their faces.

"Get out, we'll get out right away!" "Thank you, sir, thank you, sir!"

The two men, as if they had been pardoned, immediately turned around and ran away. When they ran out of the hall, they did not forget to close the iron door, which made Lin Changqiang laugh.

He shook his head and walked towards the bronze gate. When the two escaped from the hall, the tightly closed gate had already opened.

In the north area of ​​the huge palace, the leaders of a number of forces have already arrived here with Mo Jingtian. After the competition in the palace is over, the final five winners will walk out from the five exits at this end of the palace.

On the wall above the exit, there are strange energy light curtains. The light curtains are divided into three layers. The first layer of light curtains corresponds to the hall for the first round of competition, and so on, for people to watch the competition.

With the cultivation level of the leaders of the forces, their travel speed was naturally much faster than that of the contestants. Therefore, when they arrived outside the hall, most of the contestants in the hall had just arrived, and only a few had already started fighting.

Upon seeing this, they hurriedly looked towards the light curtain on the first layer, searching for their descendants. Their clenched fists revealed their inner tension.

After such a sweep, many people soon found their descendants. However, at this time, a puzzled word attracted everyone's attention.

"Why can't I see any disciples from my Shanyue Sect? Why is the hall corresponding to this light curtain empty?"

Everyone followed his gaze and saw that it was indeed the case in the light curtain. There was not even a single person in the empty hall. And because the shadow-retaining magic array was engraved on the bronze door, facing the hall and the three iron doors, all they could see were two open doors and one closed one.

"Since this is the only empty hall, then your two Shanyue Sect disciples must have been lucky and bumped into each other. As for the closed door... maybe the other one saw the situation was not good and ran away? After all, it is not easy to fight two alone."

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of Lei Mingchuan, the leader of the Shanyue Sect, suddenly lit up. The strength of the Shanyue Sect was not as good as the royal family and the four major clans, and the cultivation of his two disciples was naturally not as good as Mo Ling and others.

But with their cultivation level of minor success in the Creation Realm, plus more than ten years of cooperation experience, it would not be difficult for them to deal with someone in the Great Creation Realm when they join forces!
"If that's the case, then the only person left in this hall must be Lin Changqiang from the Lin clan, right? I heard that his strength is also at the Great Perfection of the Creation Realm. Clan Leader Lin Fan, I'm really sorry."

Although he said sorry and his expression was extremely sincere, Lei Mingchuan was actually very happy in his heart. They just wanted to try their luck this time, and it didn't matter whether they succeeded or lost. But they didn't expect that there would be an unexpected surprise.

When the seed battle is over, no matter whether the remaining disciple can pass the second round or not, he can rely on "the disciple guided by the Mountain Religion who defeated the top geniuses of the four major clans" to coax... to recruit disciples!
However, Lin Fan, who was not far from him, was not angry at all. He just looked at him with a strange expression and then moved his gaze back to the light curtain.

Seeing this, Lei Mingchuan was naturally happy to be free, and then looked at the second layer of light curtain with a little anticipation. The leaders of other forces also lost interest and looked at their own disciples again.

Soon, before everyone on the first floor had finished competing, a light curtain on the second floor suddenly lit up, attracting many people's attention. As they watched, a handsome man pushed the door open and walked in.

This figure is not any disciple of Shanyue Sect, but Lin Changqiang, a member of the Lin clan!

　It's strange. I don't know if I have become less knowledgeable now, or if I used to be too careless. The number of words in each chapter has not changed, but I always feel that the plot progress has slowed down a lot recently.

　　Do you guys like the old style or the current style?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)