The others were all obtained by people from these sects in the south. Only so many sects have been assigned twenty places, and the best one is three. Many of them are one quota. Of course, more than half of the sects have not received any quota at all.

These sects are scattered in the south, and their resources are not as good as Qingyun Pavilion, nor are they as elixirs as Shenyang Sect. Therefore, it is already very good to be able to cultivate one or two juniors in the sect.

Of course, this is just ninety places for disciples to compete for. Shangguan Zhengde had promised to give ten Shenyang Sect, and Qingyun Pavilion wanted to give ten Shenyang Sect, so the final situation was nineteen Qingyun Pavilion, while Shenyang Sect had thirty-seven, which was the leader. As for other sects, it had not changed.

When the statistics were finally announced, on the VIP stage, except for Han Yang who was happy and happy, the grandmasters of other sects looked very bad, and Feng Lingtian's face was also very dark. Those were ten places. Even if the mortality rate was high, those who could come out alive would become elites of the sect. Feng Xiaoqing was young and could reach the Grandmaster of the Three Yuan because he entered the secret realm twice.

He was heartbroken. At this moment, he regretted it. He had known that he would not have made a bet with Han Yang before.

But regret is useless.

Shangguan Zhengde frowned slightly when he saw this result. Even Qingyun Pavilion in previous years had already had so many places to divine so many places. This kid was so good that he took away so many places at once.

He looked back at the brains of the other sects with ugly faces next to him. Seeing the anger on their faces, he couldn't help but feel a little overwhelmed. In previous years, even if these sects were not the strongest, they could get one or two places.

However, ten of the thirty-seven places in the Shenyang Sect were promised by him, ten of them won by bets with Qingyun Pavilion, and the remaining seventeen were won by the disciples of the Shenyang Sect themselves, so he could not say anything.

He didn't say anything, but it didn't mean that others didn't want to say anything. Sure enough, after the announcement, a sect master who had not obtained a quota stood up and looked at Shangguan Zhengde and clasped his fists and said: Great Elder, this is unfair. We came to Jinling thousands of miles away just to allow disciples to enter the secret realm. But now, we don't even have a quota. However, the Shenyang Sect family has occupied thirty-seven quotas. The total number of disciples they came here this time is only 29, but they have thirty-seven quotas. Is this fair?

After he said this, the other sect masters who had not obtained the quota stood up and said to Shangguan Zhengdedao: Please be fair to the great elder!

For a moment, more than 30 masters stood up, all of whom were looking ugly and demanding justice.

Shangguan Zhengde frowned, his face became a little ugly, and the smile on Han Yang's face froze, and he frowned slightly. However, Feng Lingtian, who was beside him, saw this, a look of gloating appeared on the corner of his mouth, making your Shenyang Sect proud. Now you are regarded as a thorn in your eyes, deserve it!

Thinking of him, he planned to add fuel to the fire, he said seriously: Great Elder, I also think this is inappropriate. After all, the opportunity in this secret realm is the opportunity of all the sects in the south, not the opportunity of someone or a sect. Even if it is my Qingyun Pavilion, there were only more than twenty places in previous years, but this year, the Shenyang Sect has monopolized so many places, which is indeed a problem!

After he finished speaking, he glanced at the third elder Yang Haotian and the fourth elder Mr. Ku Yun next to him. The two of them understood immediately. A strange color flashed in Yang Haotian's eyes. He did not express his opinion for the time being. Master Mr. Ku Yun said coldly: Great Elder, I also think this matter is inappropriate! The Shenyang Sect is not worthy of having so many places!

Han Yang frowned, and anger flashed in his eyes.

Yang Haotian thought a little, looked at Han Yang, smiled slightly, and said: I think there is nothing wrong with this. After all, the mortality rate in this secret realm is also very high. The more people go in, the more people go in, the more people go in, it may not be a good thing! What's more, these quotas were obtained by the Sixth Elder and the Shenyang Sect through hard work, and were not stolen. So, I think there is nothing wrong with this!

When Han Yang heard this, he smiled immediately, hugged Yang Haotian and said with a smile: Thank you, the Third Elder for speaking for me!

Yang Haotian smiled slightly and nodded at him. The faces of Feng Lingtian and Master Kuyun were a little gloomy.

At this time, Master Yunhai and Chen Tianzheng also expressed their opinions, believing that there was nothing wrong with this matter, and the heads of the Zhuhuang family did not speak.

Shangguan Zhengde looked at everyone with a tangled look, pondered for a while, and looked at Han Yang. He was about to speak, but unexpectedly, Han Yang spoke first.

He said: Indeed, the thirty-seven quotas are a bit too many for my Shenyang Sect! Since that is the case, then I will keep thirty quotas in my Shenyang Sect, and I can give up the remaining seven quotas, but I have the conditions!

As soon as he said this, everyone's faces changed, and Shangguan Zhengde also changed his face and looked at him and said: What are your conditions?

A smile appeared on the corner of Han Yang's mouth and said lightly: I want someone!

What?

Many people frowned, and a hint of confusion appeared on their faces. Shangguan Zhengde also frowned and looked at him.

Han Yang smiled and said calmly: During the previous competition, I took a fancy to a few young people. Most of these young people have not obtained quotas, their cultivation is not high, and their qualifications are not outstanding. As long as their sect gives me this person, I will give them a quota!

When everyone heard his words, they frowned. A martial arts master looked at him and said angrily: Aren’t you blatantly robbing people? Every disciple of our sects is very precious, how can you just give it to you like this?

That’s it! How could our disciples give you the beauty you think?

Many martial arts masters were filled with righteous indignation and looked angry.

Han Yang glanced at them, smiled and said: If you don’t change, forget it. Have I forced you to change it? These quotas were all taken by us with great effort. Do you want to take them away like this? Do you really think that I, the sixth elder, are you a good meal?

Before he finished speaking, a huge aura burst out from Han Yang's body, which shocked many martial arts masters with lower cultivation to retreat one after another, and their faces were shocked. Only then did they remember that the young guy in front of him had defeated Wu Zhenxiong with one palm!

Thinking of this, their faces looked a little ugly.

Han Yang shocked them, then snorted, put away his aura, and clasped his fists to Shangguan Zhengdedao: Great Elder, I am already a huge concession for me to be able to take out the quota for exchange. Otherwise, I would have more than so many disciples of my Shenyang Sect. I could let them all come, but I was afraid that the quota would be empty? If they disagree, forget it, I wouldn't force it!
Chapter completed!