Hearing Long Chen's question, Wenren Jingtao recalled, and said: "It seems that there are indeed times when one might seem to be more clear-headed, but most of the time, one would be a battle madman. Nothing but fighting. "

"Oh," Long Chen became more cautious.

He had a nagging feeling that Ye Futu was different from him, that he was someone with a lot of ambition. Therefore, the reason why Yang Chen was so weird, might have something to do with this Ye Futu.

Long Chen suddenly remembered that he seemed to have smelled a familiar smell from Yang Chen's body. Of course, he didn't care too much about it.

It was impossible for Long Chen to give them something, they were already too slow, and even if it wasn't slow, Long Chen would not have done so.

"Go back." After hearing Yang Chen's words, Long Chen finally gave up. He knew that continuing this way would be useless. It would be better to spend some time to cultivate.

After returning to his residence with the fl.u.s.tered and exasperated Wenren Jingtao, he discussed with Han Yunxing and the others for a while longer before Long Chen ignored these trivial matters and directly went into closed door cultivation.

Although he didn't need to use his own strength for the first round of selection, strength was the key, whether it was the second or third round. There was only about a month's time left to the second round of the examination. Long Chen strove to make great progress in this one month's time.

As for the past few days, he had placed his own focus on the Deity Slaying Incantation.

In actuality, Long Chen knew nothing about Deity Slaying Incantation.

However, because of the relations.h.i.+p between the G.o.d Slaying Sword and Long Chen's individual strength, as well as the fact that the Deity Slaying Incantation was a heaven-defying technique, Long Chen was still able to rely on it to unleash terrifying battle power, surpa.s.sing normal innate Tao technique.

Nine Dragons Swallowing the Heavens, similarly did not possess an obvious grade, but its power had long since surpa.s.sed the Grade Nine Divine Technique.

With the progress of the Deity Slaying Incantation, Long Chen's fighting strength had also undergone a slight change.

And that day had finally arrived.

Many people felt that Long Chen did not have the face to go to the Dragon Dance Hall, as though he was going to be humiliated. The first round had made him feel a lot of helplessness, but that was not the reason for defeating him. If he were to be afraid of them today, how would he turn the tide for the next two rounds and finish the final round?

Lin Mo could be considered a grandmaster.

All of True Martial Imperial Palace's core strength was gathered within the Dragon Dance Hall, all for the sake of selecting the most important Saint Martial Emperor Lord in the True Martial Imperial Palace, and for the sake of becoming the future Great Emperor of the True Martial!

The previous generation of Holy Martial Emperor Lords hadn't lived to see the True Martial Emperor return to the West. Now, the True Martial Emperor was already very old.

Every generation of True Martial Emperors had experienced the same road as today.

Although there was no need to fight in the first round, it was still a test of their popularity and support level. Much was at stake, especially important. In reality, the candidates who had won all these years were basically all the Saint Martial Emperor Lords later on. After all, everyone's vote was up to their hearts to decide.

Every single person present was a grandmaster of their own generation. With such authority, they could determine who was the most suitable to be the Saint Martial Emperor Lord.

"Today, I will bring you to the Dragon Dance Hall to undergo the test. Do you have the guts to go?" Wenren Jingtao asked helplessly.

Long Chen said indifferently: "Lead the way, for such a small setback, don't even think of knocking me down."

Today was a battle without swords and shadows, without slaughter. If Long Chen didn't go today, he wouldn't have another chance to win in the future.

For Ling Xi, for the righteousness in her heart, and to help the Zhen Wu Emperor, this Saint Martial Emperor Lord became the reason why Long Chen had to work so hard.

Destiny told him that this position belonged to him, and he needed to fight and fight!

Almost all of the warriors had come out of their cultivation state. Although they could not go to the floor of the Dragon Dance Hall, they could still stand around in the True Martial Emperor Dao, discussing, making noise, and waiting for the news to be made public.

Because of Han Yunxing, Long Chen's current prestige in the War G.o.d Palace was the lowest of the three candidates. Under the influence of the elders, most people did not think highly of Long Chen.

"Look, that youth is Long Chen."

"It's a Dragon Fighter! The Monarch actually summoned him twice. He committed a capital offense, and the Monarch actually forgave him!"

"Yes, I've heard that he will lose miserably today. Who asked him to kill so many elders, to actually spout such arrogant words and break the rules of the Imperial Palace. No matter who it is, they will all be punished, and the lower his score is today, the happier I will be. "

"Of course, more than half of them would support the Little Martial G.o.d Yang Chen. The Demon Witch of Wind is also not bad, and she is very beautiful, but it seems that it has been a long time since a woman is a Saint Martial Emperor Monarch. Therefore, most people still support the Little Martial G.o.d. As for this guy, I don't think he has many votes. "

The battle had not started yet, and everyone from War G.o.d Palace had already understood.

They all understood the reasoning why Long Chen would definitely understand. But at times like this, even if he knew that it was an insult or a failure, he would still use courage to face it.

"You're not angry?" Wenren Jingtao looked at him in surprise.

Long Chen didn't care in the slightest, and said: "Just how much of a slander can take? Just how much warm applause can you endure? This battle isn't over yet, who knows who will win."

Wenren Jingtao didn't think that just this young man would have such high comprehension. He had lived so many years for nothing.

The Dragon Dance Hall was magnificent, and was a golden divine dragon.

The moment Long Chen entered the stage, hundreds of gazes landed on him. Those sharp and cold gazes, were like a mountain pressing down on one's head, or an angry sea surging with waves, wanting to force Long Chen out of the Dragon Dance Hall. Long Chen let out a m.u.f.fled groan, all the muscles in his body tensed up, and as he steadied himself, he continued to proudly advance facing the countless suppressed gazes, causing those who wanted to scare him to fail.

"Come to me." Standing on top of a golden chair that was ten metres tall, Wenren Xi looked at him indifferently and waved his hand. Long Chen did not even look at the others, and directly walked to Wenren Xi's side, where Wenren Xi was at the front of the group.

Long Chen was standing together with him. He realized that there was a golden barrel in front of him, s.h.i.+ning brightly. There was nothing inside.

Long Chen nodded.

"All provocation and slander are the actions of a lowly person, there is no need to care." Wenren Xi said again.

Long Chen roughly knew that Wenren Xi should already know about Ye Futu and the others giving him gifts. With Wenren Xi's pride, he definitely wouldn't be able to do this, and even more so, he felt that the other party's personality couldn't be compared with his at all.

A Martial Saint using such childish tactics?

Yang Chen stood beside Ye Futu, still looking like a beast. Panting heavily, his eyes stared at the crowd. Indeed, he was in this state most of the time.

Feng Zhilin stood beside Lin Junyao. She was dressed in snow-white clothes, with a trace of allure in her quiet beauty. Her graceful figure attracted many old fellows' attention.

Palace Head Han Wu was standing at the center of the plaza. Below his feet, there was a pile of b.a.l.l.s the size of a thumb. Seeing that everyone had quieted down, he said loudly: "Since everyone is here, today's grand occasion in Dragon Dance Hall will officially begin!"

Following that, he recounted the history of the True Martial Imperial Palace.

After he finished speaking, he kicked a pair of golden b.a.l.l.s on the ground. Under his precise control of strength, the hundred b.a.l.l.s flew towards a hundred second stage Nirvana Tribulation Realm warriors.

Everyone had one in their hands.