Chapter 338 Don't Let Him Mess Up

In the square, the audience looked at this scene with some speechlessness and sighs, and the remaining people competed for second place.

These words made them feel sad for the other players.

But after such a long period of time, after six rounds, the points of other players are still conspicuously zero, and this trend will continue.

Until the end of the entire True Dragon Conference.

Thinking of the end of the True Dragon Conference and the countless players with zero scores, some viewers couldn't help but say: "This can be said to be the most outrageous True Dragon Conference."

"Indeed, it has obviously been six rounds, but now it gives me the same feeling as if it was only one round."

"Of course there is no difference. Until now, no one can enter the ring anymore..."

With the first place selected in advance, the popularity behind Zhenwu Si Xingqi in the standings continues to usher in a new wave of surge.

Under the gaze of countless eyes, Ye Ran left the initial stage. A dozen drones flew over, but they did not dare to get too close.

Gather around him and follow him all the way.

He didn't pay much attention to it, but weighed the golden dragon horn in his hand, feeling a little surprised.

This turned out to be a real dragon horn, and it was a space instrument. There was a lot of space inside, and the first prize, golden dragon blood and dragon scales, were included in it.

Putting away the dragon horn, Ye Ran went back. While passing by a separate area, he suddenly felt a slight movement in his heart as he walked over.

There is no one in this area, only one referee is waiting, and there is a huge black stone wall covered with mottled marks standing in the center, and two covered lists next to the black wall.

The referee saw him arriving and said hello quickly, his expression reserved and nervous.

Ye Ran nodded slightly and looked at the huge black wall. There were countless marks left on the stone wall, all of which were slash marks from weapons.

Occasionally, you can see some palm prints and fist prints.

These marks vary in depth, and there are names next to the marks. The most conspicuous one is a sword mark.

The person next to him is named Bai Qishan (combat strength 492,000, No. 1 on the Heavenly Ranking)

Seeing this, Ye Ran pondered and asked, "This martial artist is number one on the Heavenly Ranking. What's the reward?"

…

At this time, outside Tianque City.

The group of people hurried over and headed straight towards Tianyun Square.

The leader was an old man with gray hair, none other than Minister Xu. Behind him was a group of middle-aged men and women, all wearing Zhenwu Division headquarters uniforms.

"Minister, Bai Qishan failed to get back from the Demon Blood Mercenary Group. What will happen to the martial arts ranking competition?"

A middle-aged man said worriedly: "This time the True Dragon Conference and the martial arts ranking competition are held at the same time. In the past, the martial arts ranking competition held the bottom."

"It's okay even if our Zhenwu Division doesn't send people to participate in the Zhenwu Conference, but this time, I'm afraid our reputation will fall to the bottom."

Hearing this, the others were silent for a while.

A national event like the True Dragon Conference is indeed of great benefit to the major forces and can increase their reputation. This is also the purpose of setting up a special popularity list.

The higher the popularity, it means which force is more popular and loved by the people at this True Dragon Conference.

Although Zhenwusi is closely related to the Xia Kingdom and is definitely the number one in terms of popular support, it cannot be said that they do not attach importance to these reputations.

The embankment of a thousand miles has collapsed in the ant nest, and the reputation has been frustrated again and again, which is very troublesome in total, not to mention that the Yuanwu Department has been eyeing it in recent years.

In short, the Zhenwu Division has indeed been in a difficult situation in recent years, which is why it is difficult for a super power to find powerful talents to participate in the Zhenwu Conference.

The monopoly of martial arts families is one thing, but the influence of Zhenwusi is also less than before.

Minister Xu also sighed softly, "This time, it is indeed my problem. I wasted too much time on rescuing Bai Qishan."

"Otherwise, if we arrive two or three days in advance, we can give that boy some guidance. In this True Dragon Conference, our True Martial Arts Division will be able to take off a little bit."

"Minister, are you talking about Xingqi?" someone asked.

"There's no one else but him."

Minister Xu shook his head and said: "Although there are several other young geniuses that Director Zhou values ​​​​who have agreed to join our Zhenwu Division, these people are all from martial arts families."

"They won't help us in this True Dragon Conference. They said they will join our True Warriors Division after the True Dragon Conference is over."

Hearing this, several middle-aged people looked unhappy, "These people from martial arts families are all of the same virtue. They want to get a lot of cultivation resources from us without trying to do anything."

"That's right, so I kind of understand why the director should focus on cultivating this Xing Qi."

Minister Xu said: "Compared to others, this Xingqi is from an ordinary background and has excellent character and talent. He is the direct line that we can really cultivate."

"Okay, everyone, cheer up. It doesn't matter if you fail at the True Dragon Conference. Don't be downcast and let those aristocratic families see the joke."

"Yes, Minister!"

…

Tianyun Plaza.

Ye Ran looked at the traces left on the black wall, his eyes brightened and said: "You mean, the top martial artist on the list can obtain a top-level master martial arts?"

"That's right, top-level grandmaster martial arts, a top-level grandmaster combat weapon, or a true meaning seed. Choose one."

The referee said respectfully: "Generally, you choose the true meaning seed, hoping to understand your true meaning."

"Yes, then I want martial arts."

Ye Ran nodded with satisfaction. Grandmaster martial arts were divided into three levels, first level, top level, and innate.

Apart from the Pure Yang Heavenly Sword, his strongest martial skill is the first-class Hengyang True Body.

"You can choose the type of martial arts by yourself. Let me think about which type you want..."

Ye Ran was thinking, very focused.

Next to him, the referee was a little confused, wait, let me sort it out, why did you pick it?

"Leave a mark on it, the deeper the mark, the stronger the combat power, the higher the ranking, if no one challenges it, the ranking will be determined, right?"

Ye Ran said, and the Silver Sun Sword appeared in his hand, "I will leave a mark first, whoever wants to challenge me."

"Remember to notify me, I will come to cut him soon, no, accept his challenge."

"In addition, the martial arts have been selected, the fist martial arts, remember to send it to me after the ranking competition..."

Speaking, Ye Ran slashed with a knife, deliberately controlling the degree, not trying his best.

After learning about the changes in the Zhenshou Pass, he did not dare to use his full strength at present. After all, the current status of the fifth-level martial artist is more exaggerated than the quasi-grandmaster.

The referee finally came back to his senses and said helplessly: "This is not the True Dragon Conference, but the martial artist ranking competition..."

His voice gradually became lower, and he looked at the knife mark on the black wall with horror, and the handwriting appeared next to the knife mark.

——Four hundred and ninety-nine thousand combat power.

The scene here was clearly played on the screen, and all the audience who were chatting with each other during the break were stunned.

The whole square was silent, and countless audiences stared at this scene blankly.

After experiencing the True Dragon Conference, they had been shocked and numbed, and their tolerance became much stronger, but at this moment they still looked shocked and sluggish.

Beside the black wall, the referee murmured unconsciously: "The martial artist ranking competition needs to end before the True Dragon Conference can begin..."

"Not now?"

Ye Ran frowned, "I still have things to do, can I make an exception?"

The referee was about to speak when a majestic voice came from the sky.

"Give him the first prize, don't let him make trouble again, it's okay to mess up the True Dragon Conference, don't mess up the martial artist ranking competition."

This is the voice of a martial master, but the helplessness in his tone is extremely obvious.