Sang Gan stroked the light blue ribbon on his chest, raised his hand in a conceited and calm manner to calm everyone down, and then said seriously, "Everyone is the overlords of all parties in the north of Mo. I can come to Aohui Ancient City in time. I am pleased with my life experience, but..." Sang Gan changed his tone, "This year's competition has changed and is divided into two parts. The first part is still the previous rules. You will be sent to select representatives to compete with each other. The winner will have the ownership of relevant regional resources in the next ten years. As for the second part, I will talk about it later."

After Sang Gan said that, he sat back to the main stand, and then a middle-aged man stepped forward and looked around for a while, whispered, "The competition begins."

A strong man with square face flew onto the field first, "When the Ku Bain tribe is Ku Zhengjiang, who is interested in coming up to fight me."

"I remember this person ranked tenth in the last martial arts conference. Not only was he extremely powerful, but his own cultivation was also very profound. Last time, he defeated his opponent at the peak of the tenth level in the early stage of the Tenth level of the Heavenly God. Now he is at the peak of the Tenth level."

"It is said that the Kuban Tribe is the headquarters of a tribal alliance in the east, with a profound foundation, and having such cultivation is nothing."

While everyone was talking, someone had already come to the stage to challenge it. In just three rounds, the man was knocked down by Ku Zhengjiang and his arms were broken. It would be better if he had not been able to do so for ten days or half a month.

Next was a series of battles. In the end, eight major societies including the Kuban Tribe, the Lakhan Tribe, and the Silver Light Knights occupied the top eight, and there was basically no change from the last time. The only difference was that the Lakhan Tribe, which had always been unknown, defeated the Umi Tribe and entered the top eight.

At this time, the whole audience was silent, and everyone focused their attention on the Knights Templar and the Hundred-Year Society. The indigenous strength of these two ancient Aohui cities has been firmly ranked among the top two in all major strengths for hundreds of years, and no one dared to fight them directly.

Cough cough...Sang Gan above coughed twice, "The next time it will be the competition between our two major clubs in Aohui Ancient City. I wonder who will send out those elites today."

A white light flew up, and the iron horse fell on the stage, facing the Baiyu Society. "This time, our Iron Horse will play the first battle of the Knights Templar. Please select the Baiyu Society."

Akayu, Gong Lei and others ignored him at all. The woman in green was flying to the stage, "Fei Meng, the captain of the first team of the Baiyu Club, asked for a fight!"

"Mistress Fei Meng, you are Taoist Xiu. Melee combat is not good for you, so let's change to someone else."

Tiema looked disdainful.

"The biggest mistake in your life is to look down on Taoist cultivation and watch tricks! Flying Sword of Flowing Light!"

Countless sword energy was generated around Fei Meng's body to protect the body. The sword energy was rotating at a speed that could not be seen by the naked eye. At the same time, tens of millions of sword lights flew out from the surface, shooting directly towards the iron horse.

"Good come!"

"Sky Fighting Arrow!"

The fan in the iron horse's hand instantly expanded into a huge fan-shaped wall cover, and countless meteors erupted towards Feilean, and both sides were in a deadlock.

"Wow, I'm sure I am the team leader of Aohui's two major societies. My martial arts are strange and profound. I'm just open today."

"Who do you think is better!"

"It's hard to say that both of them are at the top of the tenth level of the God Realm, and they are equal in size, and it's likely to be a draw!"

"I don't think so, that woman doesn't seem to have the full strength. If she continues to fight, she will gradually gain the upper hand!"

"Iron Horse, are you just that little skill? I'm so disappointed!"

Fei Meng exerted another force, and the flowing light instantly covered the surroundings, directly suppressing the flying arrow of the sky. Seeing that the defeat was determined, the iron horse was ready to use magic weapons.

"Iron Horse, are you sure you will fight to the death with me!"

Fei Meng warned him coldly.

Tiema browed tightly, and after several oscillations fell into the audience, he sat back angrily.

"Is there anyone else on your side going to war?"

Fei Meng continues to challenge.

"It's so crazy. I came to challenge it just after a game. Do you really think we have no one anymore?"

Someone in the Knights Templar was furious.

"I really can't bear it. I really want to kill her!"

"Stop talking, if you have the ability, you can go!"

"Why don't you go? Even the iron horse is not her opponent. What should I use to fight her?"

Haha…Sang Gan’s happy laughter came from the stage, “I really didn’t expect that the Baiyu Club’s strength has increased so quickly. This time I won the honor of the No. 1 Club in Mobei, which is a gratifying congratulations!”

After pausing for a moment, Sanggan's face suddenly became heavy, "Next, I want to talk about the second part. Who can take the next three strikes and go to the desert secret realm after taking the next three strikes."

Everyone's face immediately sank. Although they didn't know what the desert secret realm was, they knew it was a place of fortune, and there must be peerless and rare treasures inside. However, to enter this secret realm, they must first catch the three strikes of Sang Gan. How many people present can walk there?

At this time, the revolver of the Baiyu Society and Elder Hu Feng from the Knights Templar were gloomy, and the two looked at each other through the space, showing anger and dissatisfaction.

"Revolver, what's going on in the desert secret realm? Why have I never heard of it?"

Akaba noticed the change in the revolver's face.

The revolver was silent for a long time and said, "It was a sealed place hidden deep in the western wilderness of Mobei. Tens of thousands of years ago, the powerful tribes in Mobei fought in a melee, and countless casualties were killed and injured. In order to erase this bloody history, the ancestors of the Sang clan and the ancestors of our two major societies also felt peace in Mobei. They sacrificed their bodies to sacrifice curses to seal the land and disappeared in the vast desert."

Chiyu has heard of the mantra of sacrifice with his body, which is a spell that destroys the soul and turns it into a blood spell to seal a space. It is the most dangerous and cruel one among ancient mantras.

"They are really good. They know that the secret realm has reappeared, and they don't inform us in advance, so they clearly don't take us seriously."

Gong Lei said angrily.

On the stage, Sang Gan smiled and browsed the bottom, "Why, don't you want to try it? You know, it's very difficult to be qualified to enter the desert secret realm."

Everyone bowed their heads and said nothing, and the revolver was full of bitterness. The agreement had been made that one day, and one day the secret realm would appear and would only be open to practitioners from the Mobei area below the first level of the God Refining Realm.

"It's not that I, Sang Gan, are showing off. It's just that the secret realm is full of dangers. Those with humble strength can easily lose their lives in vain. So this time, I have to choose a strong person to go with me!"

Sang Gan explained patiently.

After pausing for a moment, Sanggan said coldly, "Isn't anyone the courage to come up and try it!"

"If you can't catch my three swords, let all our captains go to the secret realm!"

A cold voice suddenly sounded in the crowd.

Sang Gan immediately focused his eyes on Yan Dao, dressed in black in the Baiyu Club, and the others also looked over alertly.

"This little brother, were you talking just now?"

Sang Gan asked with a heavy face.

Yan Dao shook his body onto the stage, "It's me!"

"You said I'll take you three swords?"

Sang Gan suspected that something was wrong with his ear and asked solemnly.

"It's not that you can pick up my three swords, it's that you can pick up the third sword!"

Yan Dao replied indifferently.

"Is this guy's brain Worth? A guy with the tenth level of the God's cultivation level asked Sang Gan, who was at the first level of the God Refining, to pick up his three swords. It shouldn't have been invited by the monkey!"

"What they are talking about is whether they are receiving the third sword, to see if Mr. Sang can receive the third sword and whether he will be obedient!"

"Fuck, I'm just a fool!"
Chapter completed!