Below, an old man with a white beard holding a cane spoke slowly.

Shenjizi, a famous divination wise man in the past of the Daqian Dynasty, has been unknown for many years.

His appearance surprised the older generation present.

Two elderly men, one word to each other, instantly stabilized the morale of the army.

"Tomorrow is the battle for quotas. Zhao Feng hasn't come out yet?"

A low and dissatisfied voice came from the mouth of a three-star ordinary power elder.

The battle for quotas is the final step in determining quotas.

However, this procedure actually does not waste much time.

For example, here at Ninth Prince, there are seven places in total.

As a doctor, Zhou Su'er's reputation for medical skills has long been spread far and wide. No one will come to snatch this spot, and they don't have the courage.

There is also Shi Yulei, a peerless genius from the previous generation of the Shi family who awakened his bloodline talent.

The Shi family can be said to be the largest force behind the Ninth Prince, and no one will try to get Shi Yulei's spot.

Even if the Shi family wanted to seize the second spot, the general forces would not dare to say anything.

Moreover, there are two very special regulations in the battle for quotas.

First, only the forces behind the prince, or those who do not belong to any force, have the right to compete for the spot.

Second, when competing for a certain quota, your own level cannot be higher than the person who holds this quota.

In other words, if a certain beast tamer wants to compete for Zhao Feng's place, then this beast tamer cannot be the power behind other princes, and his level cannot be higher than Zhao Feng.

Under various restrictions, the battle for quotas was not as complicated and fierce as imagined.

"If Zhao Feng doesn't come out tomorrow, we can only disturb him."

The Ninth Prince was a little helpless, remembering that when he first visited Zhao Feng, he was also in retreat.

However, the Ninth Prince also had some expectations.

Zhao Feng is the main member he recognizes. If his strength increases, it will naturally be a good thing.

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Suddenly, a huge breath came.

All the strong men present looked at the outside of the hall with condensed expressions.

"Your Highness Ninth Prince, Tie Mou disturbed you."

I saw a majestic old man in a dark red robe standing outside the hall. His invisible intimidation made all the strong men in the hall breathe sluggishly.

Beside him, there were several people, all of whom were members of the Tie family. One of them, a gorgeous and beautiful woman, glanced eagerly across the hall.

"Senior Hong Nan, tomorrow is the battle for quotas. Now that you are here, do you have any advice?"

The Ninth Prince smiled and stepped forward.

The Tie family, the top existence among the eight great families, a huge family that is not weaker than the peak power of three stars, is now standing behind the fourth prince.

"I'm here to see Zhao Feng."

Tie Hongnan's voice was loud and resounded throughout the hall.

As for this rude behavior, no one present dared to stop it.

Even the elder representatives of the Shijia family bowed their heads and remained silent.

Although they are both members of the Eight Great Aristocratic Families, the Shi Family is far inferior to the Tie Family that guards the alien tribes in the northwest.

Moreover, this Tie Hongnan is an extremely ancient holy master of the Tie family.

"Senior Hong Nan, Zhao Feng is still in retreat."

The Ninth Prince looked apologetic.

"Huh? He's not avoiding my Tie family on purpose, is he?"
Chapter completed!