Chapter 314 Ten Thousand Pairs of Small Shoes

For a while, the heads of all the major branches opposed Quan Sheng's participation, all with the same excuse, but in fact they were all the same.

Zhuo Qing was so angry that he vomited three liters of blood, but so many heads of the branches opposed him unanimously. He was alone and weak, and his voice was not taken seriously. He could not protest at all, so he had to ask Elder Liao for help again.

Unexpectedly, Elder Liao looked down on the 108 branches and had no intention of helping Zhuo Qing. He just said lightly: "The minority obeys the majority. Zhuo Qing, change people, don't waste time."

Change people again!

Two changes on the spot broke the record in history.

Lu Chen's side has attracted the attention of countless people.

"It's fine if Lu Chen is not allowed to play, but even Quan Sheng is not allowed to play. What are the big brothers of the branch sect doing?"

"I understand why they don't let Lu Chen play. If Lu Chen, that pervert, goes up, the others can't fight, but why don't they let Quan Sheng play?"

"That's right, Quan Sheng was the last in the last session. Are the big brothers of the branch sect afraid of him?"

"That's not the case. Quan Sheng has reached the second level of Tiangang. It is said that his combat power has become stronger. If he plays, it is possible for him to enter the top three."

"If they don't let this one play, and that one, they might as well cancel the qualifications of the 108 branch sects. What's the point of playing?"

Many people were talking in the audience, and most of them were indignant for Quan Sheng.

As for Lu Chen

No one paid any attention to him!

The branch sect competition is a big event where dragons fight tigers, and everyone is waiting to see the exciting fight.

If Lu Chen, this pervert, plays, what's the excitement?

Everyone believes that this pervert will push all the way, and the opponent will admit defeat directly, and then directly win the championship. It's not a good look at all.

The sub-sect competition has been going on for tens of thousands of years. The contestants have always been Tiangang realm disciples. It has never been so strange as this one. There is a disciple below the Tiangang realm participating in the competition. He is not even half a step into the Tiangang realm, but is actually the ninth level of the Yuandan realm.

What's even more bizarre is that this low-level disciple is feared by everyone and squeezed out of the sub-sect competition.

The only person who has received this honor is Lu Chen.

I don't know if there will be a successor, but it is definitely unprecedented!

"Even Quansheng is not allowed to play!"

Lu Chen's anger was ignited. It would be fine if those bastards didn't let him play, but they even banned Quansheng. It was simply too much.

And Quansheng was also running wild, cursing, and his mouth couldn't be clean.

"Lu Chen, Elder Liao from Xuantian Dao Sect didn't help us either. What should we do now?"

Zhuo Qing, the dignified sub-sect leader, also encountered such a thing for the first time. For a moment, he was confused and asked Lu Chen for advice.

After all, among the disciples of the 108 branch sects, Lu Chen is the strongest, followed by Quan Sheng, and there is really no one worth looking at below him.

If you just pull a true disciple up, he will probably be beaten to a pulp on the field, which is what Zhuo Qing doesn't want to see.

"Do you know that Elder Liao?"

Lu Chen turned to ask Fei Long.

"I know him, but he doesn't know me."

Fei Long shrugged and said, "Elder Liao is the elder of foreign affairs, in charge of the 108 branch sects, and I have no contact with him. However, I heard that he is a sarcastic person, so it's best not to offend him."

"Am I afraid of offending him?"

Lu Chen frowned and sneered.

"Brother, you are naturally not afraid, but..."

Fei Long smiled unnaturally.

What is the identity of the senior brother?

The true disciple of the ancestor!

The young ancestor of Xuantian Dao Sect!

When the senior brother returns to Xuantian Dao Sect and stomps his feet, the elders will tremble.

The problem is that the ancestor wants the senior brother to practice in a low profile and not let the senior brother's identity be exposed in advance.

"Forget it, since the road from Elder Liao is not feasible, let's go my way!"

Lu Chen also understood Fei Long's meaning. Don't use the name of the Tyrant Master to do things. This is no problem. Anyway, he still has a trick!

So, Lu Chen squinted his eyes, swept the rostrum coldly, and said, "Our branch sect is not only Quan Sheng who can fight, we still have people!"

"Who?"

Zhuo Qing asked hurriedly.

"Fei Long, go and call Ma Jia and Niu Ding over. I want to make those bastards regret it so much that their intestines turn green!"

Lu Chen said angrily.

Fei Long responded and immediately went to find someone.

Zhuo Qing's face was pale, his eyes were blue, his feet were shaking slightly, and he didn't believe his ears.

What?

Ma Jia and Niu Ding?

Aren't those two people mixed with Quan Sheng?

Not long ago, he broke through the first level of Tian Gang and ranked last among the Tian Gang disciples of the branch sect.

With their fighting power, whoever they choose to play will be beaten by others!

Was Lu Chen so angry that he actually asked those two people to play? Isn't this just delivering food to others?

"Brother, we are here, what's the matter?"

Soon, Ma Jia and Niu Ding were brought over by Fei Long.

"Quan Sheng and I have been suspended, do you dare to play?"

Lu Chen said.

"I will play!"

"Choose me!"

Ma Jia and Niu Ding spoke quickly, each of them was filled with righteous indignation and high fighting spirit.

"No need to argue, just follow me."

Lu Chen waved his hand and led the two of them straight to the rostrum, and Fei Long also hurriedly followed.

"Hey, Lu Chen, what are you doing? Don't mess around, come back quickly."

Zhuo Qing was thinking about how many games Ma Jia or Niu Ding could last, and whether they would lose everything, but suddenly saw Lu Chen stepping onto the rostrum. He couldn't help but get anxious. There were all big guys over there, are you looking for death, Lu Chen?

Lu Chen turned a deaf ear to Zhuo Qing's shouts and stepped onto the podium in a few steps, standing directly in front of Elder Liao.

"Lu Chen, what are you going to do?"

"Lu Chen, you are not qualified to come up here. Get off."

"Lu Chen, are you looking for death?"

The branch heads of the sects yelled and scolded each other, but they maintained their identities and did not bother to attack Lu Chen.

"Get down!"

Elder Liao didn't even look at Lu Chen, as if Lu Chen didn't exist, he just said a word.

"Elder Liao, do you want to disqualify the 108th Branch Sect from participating?"

Lu Chen suppressed his anger and asked calmly.

"If your sect makes any mistakes, I have the right to disqualify you from the competition. Are you satisfied with my answer?"

Elder Liao glanced at Lu Chen disdainfully and responded like this.

"I'm not satisfied, Feilong, tell him, where are you from?"

Lu Chen didn't care and just carried Fei Long onto the table.

"Hello, Elder Liao, my name is Nangong Zilong, from the Xuantian Dao Sect."

Fei Long said quickly, greeting his senior brother in his heart a hundred million times.

Senior brother is so unkind, you can do whatever you want to do, what are you going to do by poking me out?

Elder Liao is a well-known sarcastic person. Didn't you just pick up my fat body and put it on the oven to grill?

You are the true disciple of our ancestor. You are so awesome that others dare not touch you, but I am not!

People remember me, but why don’t they give me ten thousand pairs of shoes to wear for eternity?