Dragon Blood Devil Soldier

"Hmm?" Hearing that there was someone who objected, the Beautiful Deacon in charge of this season's competition frowned, she looked at Wang Mang coldly, and asked suspiciously: "What objection do you have?"    

    

Wang Mang took a deep breath, walked to the center of the plaza, and spoke with a clear voice: "As far as I know, Long Bufan's strength is only at the early stage of First stage of the Spirit Sea Realm, and I, am originally at the same realm of Second level of the Spirit Sea. But before this, because I was unaware of the rules of the Formation World, I was accidentally sent out of the realm and was deemed to have failed.    

    

For Wang Mang, excluding the prizes and pellets, he definitely could not give up the chance to challenge the top five Core Disciples. As long as he could successfully advance to Tianyang Mansion, the resources allocated to him by the sect would be many times more than that of the Earth Hall.    

    

At that time, with these enormous resources, he was confident that he could break through the third level of Spirit Sea within two years. With this kind of strength, he would not necessarily lose to Tianyang Mansion's eldest senior brother Qin Yue. Afterwards, his plan was to reach the level of Fourth level of the Spirit Sea by the age of thirty and be promoted to one of the top direct disciples in the Blue Cloud Pavilion.    

    

If that was the case, his status in the sect would skyrocket, and no one would be able to shake him.    

    

However, he had been planning his advancement for such a long time, and today, because of a brat who had some dog shit luck, he destroyed his entire plan. If he defeated with his own strength, Wang Mang would definitely lose, which meant that his own ability was truly lacking.    

    

However, in the end, it was merely a failure caused by the formation laws. This grudge was something that he could not swallow no matter how hard he tried.    

    

Feeling the doubtful gazes, Long Bufan rubbed his nose and chose to stay silent.    

    

"Are you questioning the evaluation result of the inscription formation on the stone tablet?"    

    

At this moment, a cold snort suddenly sounded out from the high platform in the plaza. The left protector of the sect named 'Hong Lie' suddenly stood up.    

    

It was a red-haired old man with a head of fiery red hair. He carried a long saber on his back and his upper body was bare. It was hard to imagine that an old man who was over a hundred years old could possess such a powerful body.    

    

His cold snort was obviously accompanied by true essence, the sound wave that came out contained a tyrannical elemental energy, Wang Mang who was at the head of the group was unable to withstand the pressure, and was forced back a few steps.    

    

Wang Mang looked at the big shots of the sects on the stage, his face changed and he was immediately shocked, because the man's powerful aura, the feeling he gave off, was too terrifying, he immediately lowered his head and said shakily: "Disciple does not dare!"    

    

"Old man Hong, are you bullying the weak?" The sect's protector who sat on the other side of the stage also stood up and mocked in a mocking tone.    

    

This man was known as Azure Sky. Dressed in a green robe and with a mature voice, he had the appearance of a handsome youth. He held a fan in his hand and gave off a refined aura.    

    

Hong Lie blew his beard and glared as he angrily snorted, "Then I will bully the weak. How can an ugly bastard like you, who uses the Face Preserving Technique, endure against me?!"    

    

When he heard these words, Cang immediately flew into a rage. His entire body emitted a rich green colored vortex as he angrily rebuked, "Who are you calling ugly bastard!"    

    

"I'm talking about you!" I'm talking about you! Hong Lie was also unwilling to be outdone. His strong and robust body also began to produce a terrifying fiery-red aura.    

    

As the two people angrily choked, the air was suddenly filled with a thick smell of gunpowder.