Real game world: I am gifted and I suppress all monsters

Li Qianyu smiled slightly and bowed, saying, "Thank you, Master Abbot, and thank you, seniors. There are only three of us participating."

After saying this, Li Qianyu glanced at Chen Qingzhou.

Although he still had a blank expression on his face, Chen Qingzhou was already beaming with joy in his heart.

This time, the extremely embarrassed Master Du Mo waited for another full minute, and only after making sure that no one else had signed up did he slowly turn around and look at Abbot Du Jian and nod with a smile.

Abbot Du Jian did not mean to blame him at all. After all, this had nothing to do with his junior brother. He waved his hand, motioning Li Qianyu and the other three Jiuli warriors to take a seat, then stood up and said, "I am very happy that we can resolve our differences with the Jiuli tribe this time. I believe that with the help of heroes from all sides, we will be able to protect the people of Zhongzhou. Now, Junior Brother Du Mo will announce the total number of people who have signed up..."

"boom!"

No one interrupted this time, but a "word" came directly from outside and stuck hard on the floor tiles of the hall.

"who!"

The demon master's voice was already a little hoarse.

This time the stick-wielding monks guarding the gate did not follow in because they did not notice anyone breaking in.

Everyone rushed to look at the big word "Jue" inserted on the floor tile. It was a golden, three-dimensional word "Jue".

"The Dragon City Duel is full of distinguished guests. How can the Qiansui Alliance be absent from such a grand event?"

An elegant and pleasant voice came faintly, making it difficult to tell whether it was male or female.

"The Thousand Years Alliance?!"

Everyone was shocked and took out their martial arts and weapons!

As soon as he finished speaking, a person descended from the sky. He was dressed in gorgeous purple clothes. He had a graceful manner and a handsome face that was almost weird. He had long black hair that hung down slowly. It was impossible to tell whether he was a man or a woman.

When everyone heard that he called himself the Thousand Years Alliance, they immediately ganged up on him.

"slow!"

Abbot Du Jian tried to stop him, "It's not too late to listen to what he has to say."

The visitor bowed slightly and saluted, "As expected of the world's number one divine monk, I am An Feng'er, the deputy leader of the Thousand Years Alliance, and my master is the disciple of the leader Sima. My master learned that the Golden Zen Temple is holding the Dragon City Competition today, so he specially sent Feng'er to participate. I hope that all the seniors will not be ungrateful."

"What did you say!"

"court death!"

Everyone was furious when they heard this guy, who didn't know whether he was a man or a woman, dared to speak such nonsense.

"Amitabha."

A Buddhist chant was heard and everyone looked towards Abbot Dujian.

Abbot Du Jian frowned slightly, "Although I haven't left Putuo Mountain for sixty years, I have heard of the reputation of the Thousand Years Alliance. You have always been at odds with the righteous ways of Zhongzhou, so why do you want to participate in the Dragon City Competition?"

An Feng'er smiled and said, "We, the Thousand Years Alliance, have indeed been a bit of a loner in recent years, but this Dragon City Competition, to put it bluntly, is to elect a leader for the human race to fight against all the monsters. We are also part of the human race, so Feng'er should be eligible to participate, right?"

"not qualified!"

Before Abbot Du Jian could say anything, Ren Yu Gu had already stepped forward, with an extremely rare look of anger on his face. "Let me say what the masters of various sects are reluctant to say! You, the Qiansui League, destroyed my Zongheng Chess Club. How are we going to settle this account?"

An Feng'er still had a smile on his face. "Elder Ren, don't be so decisive. We are not going to kill anyone. We just selected some promising talents and brought them back to the Qiansui League headquarters for training. If you don't believe me, you can go with Feng'er to have a look when you have time."

This statement confused everyone. Could it be that the Qiansui Alliance was not as ambitious and traitorous to the human race as the rumors said?

Master Du Mo said: "Even if what you said is true, you can forget about participating in the Dragon City Competition!"

"Ha ha……"

An Feng'er smiled and said, "Master, are all the warriors in Zhongzhou afraid of Feng'er? Are they afraid that Feng'er will take the lead and command everyone else?"

This smile made everyone silent, and his words hit the nail on the head. It was acceptable for the Jiuli warriors to participate in the Dragon City Showdown just now, but it was too unreasonable for the Thousand Years Alliance to do so now.

An Feng'er continued to fan the flames, "We know the strength of the Ten Thousand Monsters. If you can't even defeat Feng'er, then there's no need to compete with the Ten Thousand Monsters. Just hand over Zhongzhou."

"What did you say!"

"Go to hell with your evil ways!"

Some of the hot-tempered people present had already cursed out loud, but they were just insults and could not come up with any reasonable rebuttal.

Chen Qingzhou suddenly stood up and asked, "Deputy Alliance Leader An, right?"

An Feng'er tilted her head slightly and glanced at Chen Qingzhou meaningfully, "Okay, you must be the God-given Elder Chen, right? It's true that heroes emerge young. I've long admired you."

Chen Qingzhou asked, "The Dragon City Contest is indeed a grand gathering for human warriors, but your position is always unclear. Three months ago, during the Nanman War, in front of the Ten Thousand Monsters, your hall master, the Ten Thousand Slaughterers, only wanted to seek personal revenge. He left the Ten Thousand Monsters alone and turned his butcher knife on us. How do you explain this?"

An Feng'er smiled and said, "To be honest, Wanren Tu disobeyed the orders of the leader and was bent on seeking revenge. That was all his personal behavior and has nothing to do with our Qiansui Alliance."

Chen Qingzhou sneered and said, "The person is yours, of course you can say whatever you want, but what about others?"

"The traitor is dead."

"died?"

Chen Qingzhou was shocked. Could it be that Wanrentu died of exhaustion after using the "Blood Prison Thousand Killings"?

An Feng'er seemed to have seen through Chen Qingzhou's thoughts. "He didn't die in Nanman. He was captured by us and killed by the leader himself to uphold the family law!"

Lan Tingluo pulled Chen Qingzhou, signaling him not to stand out, and then said to An Fenger: "You young man really don't know your place. Anyone in the palace can defeat you, and you still want to participate in the Dragon City Competition!"

An Feng'er smiled and said, "Okay, how about this, you send anyone to compete with me, if I lose, you leave immediately, but if I win, you let me participate in the Dragon City Competition."

This stumped everyone. Although An Feng'er's age and physique did not seem like he had profound martial arts skills, he was the direct disciple of Sima Rongzhuang, the leader of the Thousand Years Old Alliance, and held the high position of deputy leader. He could also control generals like Wanren Tu and Mei Fei. His abilities must be good, as could be seen from the golden strike he made before.

The problem is that the leader of the human race has not yet been elected. Who can represent the entire Zhongzhou human race to make this crucial decision? This is related to the life and death of millions of people!

An Feng'er glanced at everyone with a smile on her face, her eyes full of provocation.

The Northern Dragon and the Southern Phoenix, the five great sects, the anti-demon warriors, and the heroes of the world were all shocked by this androgynous young man.

If the leaders of several major sects were to take action, they would definitely be able to defeat An Feng'er, but they would inevitably be branded as bullying the weak, which no one wants to take.

According to the rules of martial arts, a disciple of the second generation or below should be sent out to fight. However, among the younger generation, except Xuanyuan Changqing, no one seems to be sure of winning. Moreover, this battle concerns the fate of the human race. Who can ensure that they will not be affected during the duel?

"I come!"

Suddenly, two voices, one male and one female, were heard at the same time.

While shocking everyone in the hall, the two were also shocked by each other and quickly looked at each other.

It was Chen Qingzhou and Li Qianyu.

All of you masters know more or less about the fighting power of this pair of outstanding young talents. It must be said that they are indeed suitable candidates.

Chen Qingzhou glanced at Li Qianyu and said, "Qianyu, you are already the Lord of Jiuli, so let me do it."

Li Qianyu didn't appreciate it, "Do you look down on me?"

Chen Qingzhou was overwhelmed. "That's not what I meant. After all, this is the grudge between Qiansui League and Zhongzhou."

Li Qianyu glared at him. "Zhongzhou Jiuli is already one, have you forgotten so quickly? Are flowers and plants the only things in your mind?"