Manye rubbed his fist as big as an iron pot and grinned: "Who can become the lord of the Tiangong Banner of Youzi, who has the top qualifications? But how many people can become saints?"

Zhao Wuliang said: "The banner owners with the name You Tiangong are indeed outstanding people, but none of them are holy bodies."

"Could it be that among the people who participated in this banner master's examination, there is a holy body?" Man Ye was obviously a little surprised, with his eyes staring like two huge copper bells.

Zhao Wuliang nodded and said, "This person is the disciple of the Dharma King Chengxu, named Bai Yu, and has the Holy Body of Feixian. Not only has he achieved great success in swordsmanship. Moreover, due to his physical condition, his level is far higher than that of cultivators of the same realm."

Then, Zhao Wuliang stretched out a finger and pointed at an extremely handsome young man in the crowd, saying, "It's him."

Bai Yu, as its name suggests, not only has extremely fair skin, but also has a pair of white wings on its back. It is obviously not a pure blood human, but a semi-human race.

Bai Yu was carrying a white ancient sword on his back, and just stood among the half-saints at will, but it also gave people a feeling of being outstanding, making all other half-saints dim.

"The degree of ordinary people, plus the ultimate swordsmanship, will be unlimited in the future." Manyan's eyes shone, he smiled and said, "I want to bring him under my command, don't fight with me."

"casual."

Zhao Wuliang just smiled slightly and had no intention of robbing Man Ye.

Manye felt the abnormality and stared at Zhao Wuliang and said, "Zhao Wuliang, when did you become so easy to talk? Is there any seedlings who are better than Bai Yu?"

"I dare not say that I must be better than Bai Yu, but I have already taken a fancy to him." Zhao Wuliang said.

Manye said: "Who is it that makes you value it so much?"

"It's okay to tell you. This person is the disciple of the Diyuan Dharma King, named Ning Guihai. He has been practicing assassination, poison, witchcraft, invisibility since he was a child... and so on. Not long ago, he successfully assassinated a fifth-level half-saint. I still have some friendship with the Diyuan Dharma King. If Ning Guihai enters the Heavenly Palace of Youzi, I will naturally have to help teach and take care of him." Zhao Wuliang said.

With the cultivation level of a third-level half-saint, it is really scary to assassinate a fifth-level half-saint.

Even the Holy Body cannot do it, crossing two realms and defeating the opponent.

At this moment, another person came from a distance, not slow or anxious, and came to the foot of Mount Poluo.

This man was wearing a Confucian robe and looked in his thirties, looking very elegant.

However, just when he appeared, a sharp look appeared in Bai Yu and Ning Guihai's eyes, and they looked a little eager to try.

He is the disciple of the Dharma King Tianji, Yan Kongming, known as the "Thousand Arithmetic Sage", and his fame is not inferior to Bai Yu and Ning Guihai.

The three masters appeared at the same time, but before the assessment began, they were already a little nervous.

"Yan Kongming actually came to participate in the assessment, which is interesting. Three of the four kings have a representative figure under his seat. Why didn't the Haiming Dharma King send a disciple?" Man Ye frowned, looking a little curious.

Zhao Wuliang smiled strangely and said, "Among the disciples of the Dharma King of Haiming, all the people who have reached the semi-saint realm should have died."

Man Ye stared at the distance, and saw three light shuttles flying in a hurry, he immediately laughed: "It may not be possible, look, isn't that here already?"

"Yeah?"

Zhao Wuliang's eyes showed a look of surprise, obviously a little disbelief.

You should know that the disciples of the Emperor of Haiming sent to the Heavenly Palace of Youzi, but Zhao Wuliang killed seven of them.

No matter how powerful the power of the Haiming Dharma King is, how many semi-saints can be cultivated?

As far as Zhao Wuliang knows, no one among the disciples of the Haiming Dharma King has the ability to compete for the banner master.

Three light shuttles fell to the ground and showed their true body. They were Lan Ye, Ji Shui, and Zhang Ruochen.

Many people present knew Lan Ye and Ji Shui, but their cultivation was too strong, so they were obviously not here to compete for the position of the banner master.

Finally, everyone's eyes fell on Zhang Ruochen.

"He is the person sent by the King of Haiming to compete for the banner master?" Bai Yu glanced at Zhang Ruochen and immediately shook his head.

"It's too weak. My cultivation is only a second-level half-saint. Is there no one available to the Haiming Dharma King?"

...

Everyone's eyes were all taken back and no longer focused on Zhang Ruochen. In everyone's hearts, Bai Yu, Yan Kongming, and Ning Guihai were the three mountains.

Some of the weaker semi-saints communicate in secret and prepare to join forces. Only by taking the lead in defeating one of the three masters can they have the chance to become the banner owner.

Bai Yu, Yan Kongming and Ning Guihai were not under any pressure at all. In their opinion, the positions of the three banner masters had already been in their pockets. The assessment process was just a form, and it could be taken down by just dealing with it casually.

Lan Ye glanced at Zhang Ruochen without any emotion and said, "Go! Even if you fight desperately, you must become the banner master of the Youzi Heavenly Palace. If you fail, even if the master does not kill you with his own hands, the Blood God Gu will eat you in a month."

"Wait a minute."

Ji Shui called Zhang Ruochen, took out a pair of red metal fists, handed them to him, and said, "The Crow fists, I lend them to you for use, should be of some help to you."

Zhang Ruochen was a little surprised, but he didn't expect that a place like the Blood God Cult that only talks about interests also had a hint of humanity.

Zhang Ruochen was not polite, so he took the Crow Fist over, stared at Ji Shui with a sincere look, and said, "Thank you, Uncle Ji."

Lan Ye just stared at Ji Shui lightly, without saying anything.

The Saint Crow Fist Glove is a holy weapon with 536 inscriptions inside it. Even if the holy energy is not injected into it, each fist glove weighs 500 kilograms, emitting hot heat.

Putting on two fist gloves, Zhang Ruochen's arms were wrapped in pieces of red metal, and he sold his steps and walked among the half-saints.

Zhao Wuliang looked at the sun that had risen to the treetops and said, "The time is almost the same, you can start the assessment."

Manye nodded, stared at the semi-saints below, and briefly introduced himself with his deafening voice. Then, he said, "Since you have come to Poluo Mountain, you should have a certain understanding of the assessment of the Youzi Palace. Now, I will give you another message."

Man Ye turned around, pointed to a cloud behind him, and said, "Do you see three black battle flags on the top of the mountain? The rules are very simple. Whoever reaches the top of the mountain first and pulls out the battle flag will be the owner of the Youzi Palace."

Everyone's eyes were all looking in the direction that Man Ye pointed.

The mountain of Poluo Mountain is more than 13,000 meters long. It penetrates the clouds and looks very majestic, as if it is penetrated directly outside the sky.

The half-saint's eyes are very sharp, and they can easily see through the clouds and see three black battle flags. "This mountain is not simple." Zhang Ruochen saw some clues and said in his heart.

Other semi-saints have a certain understanding of Poluo Mountain, so they know very well that it is not easy to reach the top of the mountain.

Just as everyone was about to start climbing, two more people flew from a distance and landed at the foot of Poluo Mountain.

It's a man and a woman.

Seeing these two people, all the semi-saints present were shocked and quickly bowed to salute them.

"Gourmet to His Highness the Son of God, His Highness the Holy Maiden."

Zhang Ruochen stood among the crowd and bowed down.

However, his eyes were secretly looking at the Son of God and the Saint of the Blood God Cult.

The son of god had three eyes, a very burly body, was covered with golden armor, and held a snake-shaped spear in his hand, emitting an extremely powerful aura.

The saint, standing on the right side of the Son of God, looked graceful and charming, with soft curves and crystal skin. Standing in the nine layers of holy light, it looked like a dream and illusion, and it was difficult to see her true body clearly.

There is only one saint in the Blood God Cult, so the saint has a very high status. If the saint is qualified enough, he will completely surpass the Son of God, and he will even have the chance to become the future leader of the Blood God Cult.

The appearance of the Son of God and the Saint was obviously beyond everyone's expectations. Even the two flag kings of the You Tiangong, Man Ye and Zhao Wuliang, immediately met them and bowed to them.

"Gourmet to His Highness the Son of God, His Highness the Holy Maiden."

Mei Lanzhu, the god son of the Blood God Cult, raised his hand slightly and said, "The two flag kings do not need much rituals. This son of god and His Highness are following the order of the leader to go to the Heavenly Palace of Youzi to practice."

Man Ye asked curiously: "Since he was ordered by the leader, why don't he go directly to the Youzi Heavenly Palace, but come here instead?"

The Son of the Blood God Cult smiled and said, "For the sake of fairness, the leader means that we both will also participate in the assessment."

All the semi-saints present were stunned.

Do the Son of God and the Saint also take the assessment?

There were only three places, and with the cultivation of the Son of God and the Saint, two of them would definitely be taken away. Then, there would be only one place left for them.

Even Bai Yu, Yan Kongming and Ning Guihai were no longer calm and began to observe each other.

You know, all three of them took the Blood God Gu, and the orders of the Three Kings also required them to become the banner owners.

If they fail to complete the task, even if they don’t die, they will probably end up miserably.

Zhang Ruochen was also a little stunned. Why did the Son of the Blood God Sect and the Saint Maiden get involved? Isn’t it that the difficulty of seizing the battle flag has increased a little more?

Without allowing everyone to think too much, Manye immediately ordered: "The assessment of the You Ge Tiangong Banner Master, now begins."? That "start" has not yet completely fallen. All the semi-saints present used the fastest body technique and rushed to the top of Poluo Mountain.

There are dense barriers arranged in the Poluo Mountains, and even if the semi-saint step in, they will lose their ability to fly.
Chapter completed!