For a peerless talent like Chongtong to come to an end like this, many people did not react.
Many people had speculated that if Chongtong entered the world, he would surely create a storm and become invincible in the world.
But no one expected that Chongtong's first battle would lead to the reputation of another invincible evildoer.
Starting from today, the name Jian Wushuang, the Holy Son of the Red Dust, will spread throughout the entire continent at an extremely fast speed, starting from the Sanctuary Square!
"The Holy Son is mighty!"
All the disciples in the Red Dust Holy Land had fanatical looks in their eyes and cheered one after another.
Saint Son Jian Wushuang is the god in their hearts at this moment!
After the double pupil crisis ended, one after another, the proud ones climbed up the ladder to heaven and climbed to the high platform.
Those who can participate in the assessment have confidence in themselves, and those who can reach the top have even more extraordinary talents.
The forces behind these geniuses are not simple, and there are even several such as Luo Shiyi who are protected by strong Nascent Souls.
Therefore, even if they did not see the scene of Jian Wushuang defeating Luo Shiyi with double pupil, they were informed by their guardians and strengthened their thoughts of joining the Holy Land of the World.
How exciting it is to be in a holy place with the first demon who has practiced the twelfth level of qi in ten thousand years!
When I travel around the world in the future, I can also say that my senior brother is Jian Wushuang!
However, the three major holy places had already made appointments and could not interfere with the contestants' choices. Therefore, Holy Lord Jiuyou and Holy Lord Yin Yang could only watch as the top ten who ascended the high platform all joined the Holy Land of Mortal World.
"Qinshan of the Great Qin Dynasty, it took two hours, and the root value is: eighty-one, excellent."
The eleventh person who climbed to the top, without any hesitation, looked directly in the direction of the Holy Land of Red Dust and said loudly: "Disciple Qin Shan, I would like to worship in the Holy Land of Red Dust and become a disciple of Red Dust."
After a conversation among the core disciples of the Red Dust Holy Land, one person walked out.
"Junior Brother Qinshan, I am Cheng Peng. You practice marksmanship, and my master is famous for his marksmanship. I would like to accept you as a disciple."
Hearing Cheng Peng's words, Qin Shan trembled with excitement.
"Disciple Qin Shan, thank you Master. Thank you very much, Senior Brother Cheng."
Chen Tian smiled and nodded, and said: "Junior Brother Qinshan, you are welcome, please step forward and stand behind me."
Seeing another proud son of heaven being accepted by the holy land of mortals, the Holy Master Jiuyou and the Holy Master Yin Yang almost gritted their teeth to pieces.
"Holy Lord Hongchen, wouldn't this be good?" Holy Lord Jiuyou said with an ugly expression.
"What's wrong?"
Holy Lord Hongchen glanced at him and said indifferently: "I did not force them to join Hongchen Holy Land, and I did not violate the rules. Shouldn't you think more about your own reasons?"
"The only thing to blame is that you didn't show up with the Saint Son of the Twelve Heavenly Qi Practitioners."
Holy Lord Jiuyou's old face twitched a few times, his face turned pale, but he had no words to refute.
In the end, among the top 100 people who ascended the platform, only two joined the Nine Nether Holy Land, three joined the Yin-Yang Holy Land, and the rest all joined the Red Dust Holy Land!
These peerless geniuses are not stupid. If they join the Nine Nether Holy Land and the Yin-Yang Holy Land, they will be chased and beaten by the Holy Son of the Red Dust.
Wouldn't it be better to follow the Holy Son of Heaven and cheer behind him?
Seeing that the sun was about to set, Holy Master Jiuyou looked at the two disciples he had received, and then at the more than a hundred new disciples in the lineup of the Red Dust Holy Land. He could hardly control the aggrieved expression in his eyes.
"Hmph, Jiuyou Holy Land belongs to it, let's go!"
Without waiting for the assessment to end, Holy Lord Jiuyou waved his sleeves and roared, continuing to stay here, he couldn't afford to lose this old face!
"Goodbye, roadside grass." Jian Wushuang said with a smile, looking at Holy Son Jiuyou.
"Asshole, who are you talking about?" Holy Son Jiuyou suddenly became furious and wanted to tear Jian Wushuang apart.
This was supposed to be the moment when his Holy Son Jiuyou became famous all over the world, but a guy with no hair on his head stole the spotlight. How could he not be angry?
Unfortunately, there was nothing he could do. He knew very well that Jian Wushuang was talented.
It only takes two or three years to completely surpass him and become the Holy Son. From now on, he can only look up to him. This feeling of helplessness and frustration makes him even more irritable.
"Look, I didn't say who it was. You admitted it yourself. You really like to identify people randomly." Jian Wushuang said matter-of-factly.
"Ha ha......"
Hearing this, except for the people from Jiuyou Holy Land, everyone onlookers burst into laughter.
"Stop, I want to challenge you!" Holy Son Jiuyou roared angrily.
"Challenge me?" Jian Wushuang looked at him in surprise, "Are you sure?"
Holy Son Jiuyou shouted coldly: "Yes, I will challenge you. Do you dare to accept the challenge?"
"Jiuzhong, shut up!" However, Holy Master Jiuyou snorted coldly, instantly waking up Holy Son Jiuyou.
And he also heard the comments from the people around him, all of whom were laughing at him.
"Is this the Holy Son? He has too much temper, right?"
"Challenge the Holy Son of the Red Dust? Is there anything wrong with his mind? A twenty-five-year-old foundation builder challenges an eighteen-year-old Qi practitioner. Isn't this obviously bullying?"
"It's just that, such an unfair challenge, even if it's not the same level, the age difference is half a generation, it's a shame that he can bring it up."
Everyone pointed their fingers and despised the Holy Son of Jiuyou to the extreme.
However, just when Holy Son Jiuyou turned around in frustration and was about to leave, a lazy and faint voice sounded behind him.
"Since I was born, I have never met a decent opponent. Since you want to challenge me, I will fight with you!"
Hearing this, Holy Son Jiuyou suddenly stopped and turned around.
Sure enough, when he turned around, he saw that handsome face, looking at him with teasing and amusement.
However, in the heart of Holy Son Jiuyou, he was even more excited. If Jian Wushuang accepted his challenge, wouldn't he be seeking death?
Even if he is a peerless monster at the twelfth level of Qi training, the absolute gap in realm is irreparable!
He might not be able to defeat Jian Wushuang in two or three years, but now, he has full confidence to defeat him completely!
"This is what you said, don't go back on it!"
Holy Son Jiuyou said with a ferocious smile.
He couldn't wait to kill Jian Wushuang!
"Don't worry, this Holy Son is right!" Jian Wushuang nodded.
"Holy Son, you must not do this!"
"Holy Son, if you practice for a few more years, you can easily defeat him. There is no need to challenge him now!"
Jian Wushuang agreed, but many disciples of the Red Dust Holy Land were a little worried.
Although they knew that Jian Wushuang had entered the perfect foundation-building stage, Saint Son of Jiuyou was in the middle stage of the flawless foundation-building stage of Si Daotai!
The Wuxia Foundation Builder is the proud son of heaven, possessing powerful combat power beyond the level. In addition, the opponent is the Holy Son, which is more powerful than the ordinary Wuxia Foundation Builder, and even possesses the secret book of the Holy Land.
Even with perfect foundation building, the gap between the three Taoist platforms would probably be difficult to erase, right?
"Holy Son, the Ten Thousand Immortals Conference in three years' time will be your stage. There is no need to fight now." Even the Holy Lord of Hongchen spoke.
Apart from Jian Wushuang, Liu Mengyao was the only one in the audience with a calm expression.
A perfect foundation building from one platform may not be able to win against a saint-level genius with a flawless foundation building from four platforms, but what about a perfect foundation building from two platforms?
"Holy Master, please rest assured. Only when the disciple is confident will he accept the challenge. This will not bury the majesty of the Holy Land." Jian Wushuang said with a smile, turned and walked towards the arena at the other end of the square.
The battle between the peerless geniuses in the Foundation Establishment Realm requires a special venue.
Jian Wushuang's attitude made Holy Lord Hongchen frown slightly, but she did not continue to stop him.
"Jian Wushuang, this battle will determine victory or defeat, as well as life and death. Do you dare to agree?"
