Fellow Taoist: Do you have any spiritual stones on you?

The warm breeze blew on the ground, raising some dust.

The huge open space was crowded with people.

Countless monks gathered together, their faces filled with excitement, excitement, and anxiety...

There is still one-fifth of the incense-burning time before the ‘Seven-Star Prodigy Battle’ officially begins.

The geniuses who have been waiting for the start of the trial field are ready and making final adjustments.

"Come on, come on, take a walk and take a look. The lightning protection talisman can withstand part of the thunder disaster..."

"Each ticket only requires one low-grade profound vein. You won't suffer any loss or be cheated. Just take a look!!!"

"..."

The old man in gray and white robes held a stack of yellowed talismans in his hand and ran among the crowd with a smile.

He has a very slovenly appearance and a somewhat unpleasant smell on his body. Wherever he goes, the geniuses avoid him.

"Is there a test about thunder punishment in the training ground?" Looking at the old man, Wu Qi's eyes flickered with doubts, and he poked Dugu Ao with his elbow.

The latter also shook his head in confusion: "I've never heard of it. All trial contents are public. If there are temporary changes, there is no reason for us not to know."

Hearing this, Wu Qi stopped paying attention.

When he thought about the content of this trial, he couldn't help but frown.

The difficulty is high and the competition is fierce... With their lineup, at most one of Dugu Ao and others can enter the top five thousand. If you want a higher ranking, you may have to rely on luck.

"Don't be nervous, do your best, maybe there will be an unexpected surprise?" Xiong Er said boldly.

"Second brother is right. In the last virtual world trial, we were in a situation of inevitable defeat. Didn't we win a complete victory?" Xiong Wu agreed.

Zhao Xiaoyan on the side smiled bitterly: "That's because of the miraculous arrival of Boss Gu, otherwise we wouldn't be at the bottom!"

"Without Boss Gu this time, we must rely on our own strength!" Zong Shixuan said solemnly.

He never underestimates himself or secretly belittles himself. He has full confidence in the challenges he is about to face.

"Little brother, would you like to buy a lightning protection talisman? Sell it at a loss, a low-grade profound vein!"

"Go, go, no need."

"Where's this little brother? Seeing that your hall is dark, do you want to buy a lightning protection charm?"

"Old man, you're looking for a slap, aren't you?"

"..."

The old man in Taoist robes ran around for a long time, but he didn't sell a single lightning protection charm, but he still smiled and was not discouraged at all.

Suddenly, his eyes flashed, he looked towards the sky, a strange smile appeared on his lips, and he put a stack of lightning protection charms into his storage bag.

Climb onto a boulder and yell around.

"The lightning protection talisman, a low-grade profound vein, will increase in price after twenty breaths!"

As soon as this statement came out, everyone was happy.

A lightning protection talisman that no one buys even for a low-grade profound vein, why are you raising the price? Only a fool would buy it!

"Is it true that no one buys it? This is the world-famous Tongtian Sect, a unique lightning protection talisman!!!"

"Eighteen breaths, last eighteen breaths!"

"..."

The old man yelled at the top of his lungs, but to no avail.

"Old man, save your energy, no one will buy your broken lightning protection charm!"

"Only a fool buys it. There is no test related to thunder punishment in the trial."

"What a broken lightning protection talisman, it's just a piece of paper and a low-grade profound vein. You really think we are stupid and have too much money!"

"..."

Faced with the ridicule of everyone, the old man was not annoyed. He kept counting down the time and the smile on his face became brighter.

"There is no test related to thunder punishment now, but there will be one soon!"

At this moment, a voice came from the registration location in the distance.

"Everyone, please check your trial tokens to see if they have been lost or forgotten. The registration time for this 'Seven Star Prodigy Contest' is the last twenty breaths!"

Almost at the same time as he finished speaking, a penetrating roar came from the sky.

"Senior, I want to sign up!!!"

There was eagerness in his tone.

Also arriving at the same time as the voice was an identity token and a registration fee for a low-grade profound vein!

All the geniuses in the audience looked sideways at the same time and cursed in their hearts: Who is this person? He is too unreliable. They rushed to sign up when the end was near.

Don't look at it, look at it!

In the sky, densely packed monks appeared, like stars in the sky, shining brilliantly.

Preliminary estimates put it at no less than one million people.

Everyone was shocked at the same time. So many people signed up at the buzzer?

As millions of monks approached at great speed, everyone present saw the clues.

Obviously, the monk at the front was being chased by millions of troops behind him. The rumbling sounds and the continuous attacks explained everything.

Wu Qi and others also looked at the sky curiously.

"This person is outrageous. It seems that he wants to escape pursuit by entering the trial field!"

"Did you dig up someone's ancestral grave? Are they so fiercely pursued?"

"If Boss Gu shows up, I'm afraid the battle will be no less than this scene!"

"..."

They turned into a melon-eating crowd and complained in low voices.

The great man at the registration office checked the badge and registration fee. After confirming that they were correct, he said calmly to the sky: "Name!"

"Gu Feng!!"

As soon as these words came out, the great master at the registration office was not surprised at all and began to immerse himself in making trial tokens.

Gu Feng is very famous, but after all, he is just a junior in the Wentian Realm. In his opinion, that’s all.

However, Wu Qi and others were shocked!

They looked at each other with disbelief in their eyes.

For a moment, I thought someone with the same name appeared, but when I took a closer look, I saw that the person being chased by the large group of monks was Gu Feng, wasn't he?

"Boss Gu, it's really him!" Xiong Er exclaimed.

"He...did he rob again?"

"What are you looking at? Didn't you see the ferocious look on the face of the pursuer? It's definitely a robbery, and the things stolen are very precious." Chao Yuan twitched the corner of his mouth.

Qi Tingting, Yu Ying and others also showed speechless expressions.

"That's really his style. He's addicted to robbery!" Qi Tingting curled her lips and a flash of surprise flashed in her eyes.

Duan Yansheng and others smiled bitterly and shook their heads.

"No, we can't let him sign up!!!"

"This bastard stole the Zhanlu Divine Sword from the Holy Son of the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Swords, as well as ten middle-grade royal weapons and fifty middle-grade profound veins from the Holy Son of the Nirvana Sect!"

"..."

The furious voice came, like a hurricane, blowing through the whole place, making people swaying.

Zhou Liwen, the Holy Son of the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Swords, and Xiang Mingchuan, the Holy Son of the Nirvana Sect, are both high-level monks in the Fusion Heaven Realm!

Their strength is also top-notch in the Fusion Sky Realm Trial Field, and they are known as strong contenders for the top [-].

Gu Fengcai Wen Tianjing actually dared to rob these two people. Not only did he rob them, he also succeeded.

This is somewhat surprising.

"I understand. Gu Feng must have taken advantage of the decisive battle between the two to take the bet by surprise." The monk with a bright mind immediately guessed the key.

"I have to say that Gu Feng's courage is not ordinary. The Zhanlu Divine Sword is Zhou Liwen's lifeblood. Why don't you fight him to the death?"

"Fifty middle-grade profound veins, ten middle-grade royal weapons... Gu Feng is a desperado. He wants money rather than his life, so it's not surprising that he would rob them."

"I thought he would find a place to hide and practice, but he never wanted to show off to the public."

"Now our Wentian Realm Trial Field is angry. Among the more than [-] million contestants, I'm afraid at least one-third are full of malice towards him!"

"..."

The powerful person at the registration office ignored the roars of Zhou Liwen and others and quickly made the trial token before throwing it to Gu Feng.

And said loudly: "Registration is over, the trial field is open!"

As soon as he finished speaking, ten large portals shone with light.

Gu Feng's spirit was invigorated, his speed surged, and he flew towards the portal at great speed.

Zhou Liwen and others behind him had ugly expressions on their faces, and they were so angry that their steel teeth almost broke.

"Whoever can stop this bastard will be my lifelong best friend, Zhou Liwen!"

"Take action, everyone, just stop him for three breaths... I will be rewarded heavily!"

He and Xiang Mingchuan were completely anxious and offered an astonishing reward just to stop Gu Feng from taking three breaths.

"Anyone who stands in my way will die!!" Gu Fengfeng shouted and took action, with the Chixiao Sword lying in front of him, laws surging throughout his body, and a violent aura erupting out.

There were a few geniuses at the peak of the Wentian Realm who relied on their strength to get close to the two holy places and took action decisively.

What greeted him was Gu Feng's ruthless execution.

After one sword strike, several people at the top of the Wentian Realm fell.

It shocked the entire audience, and everyone subconsciously shrank their necks.

Gu Feng's combat prowess at the same level is famously strong. He is no match for those at the level of the Holy Son. How dare they go up?

The reward is tempting, but it is not as good as your own life.

Under the gaze of everyone, Gu Feng rushed out of the portal.

"Hahaha, come in if you can!" He stood at the door with his hands on his hips, facing Zhou Liwen and others.

"Asshole, you're dead, you're dead!!!" Zhan Lujian was robbed, which almost made Zhou Liwen go crazy.

"I don't know whether I'm dead or not. I just know that if you delay any longer, I'm afraid you'll miss this 'Seven Star Prodigy Battle'!" Gu Feng said confidently.

"Ah!!!!" Xiang Mingchuan, who had a fiery temper, roared and took action, and two strange fires, one black and one blue, erupted from his body.

"Die!!!" Two fire dragons roared out and entangled themselves together, as if the heaven and earth were set on fire.

This is Xiang Mingchuan's strongest method. No one of the same level of monks can withstand it.

However, before his attack even got close to Gu Feng, he was crushed by a big hand of law.

"No one is allowed to attack the portal!" The powerful man responsible for maintaining order said expressionlessly.

"Damn it!!!" Xiang Mingchuan squeezed his hands into his fleshy palms, his eyes shining scarlet like a crazy lioness.

He wanted to make Gu Feng eat his flesh and sleep on his skin. Those ten middle-grade royal weapons were all borrowed. How should he explain it to his friends?

Zhou Liwen looked at Gu Feng's eyes, filled with murderous intent. Without the Zhanlu Divine Sword, he would not be able to exert his peak combat power, and he would basically lose the qualification to compete for the top [-].

It would be fine if it was the previous ‘Seven Star Prodigy Battle’, but this time it is different, it involves the blessing of the Holy Clan’s envoy.

The higher the ranking, the better the blessing effect and the higher the future achievements.

Gu Feng's behavior was equivalent to ending his cultivation path!

"Asshole, bastard!"

Gu Feng smiled slightly: "You'd better not waste time here and go back to compete!"

After saying this, he turned around and entered the trial field, leaving everyone in a mess.