Martial Godly Emperor

C1689 The Competition Had Ended



C1689 The Competition Had Ended

2Meng Yu drew his sword.    

    

"Although I can't defeat you all, I won't run away like this."    

    

His eyes were cold.    

    

Was there a need for him to be afraid of a little girl like Meng Qiaoqiao?    

    

He stood still and wanted to fight to the end with these people!    

    

However.    

    

What surprised him was that those people flying over from the horizon were not Meng Qiaoqiao and the others, but the other Descendant of Meng Family.    

    

Previously, in order to avoid Meng Qiaoqiao's pursuit, he concealed his aura, so these people did not notice that there was a person standing at the peak of the mountain.    

    

"Hehe, so it is not Meng Qiaoqiao."    

    

Meng Yu shook his head lightly and looked at the few disciples flying over his head.    

    

What he did not know was that at this moment, Meng Qiaoqiao was dejectedly hiding in Meng Fang's arms.    

    

"Little sister, are you alright?"    

    

Meng Fang said worriedly.    

    

"I'm fine. It's just that I don't have much strength left."    

    

Meng Qiaoqiao said weakly.    

    

Just now, in order to chase after that swindler, Meng Qiaoqiao kept circulating her Karmic Technique, causing her to suddenly fall down the cliff when she was flying behind. Fortunately, Meng Fang reacted quickly and hugged her.    

    

Using this Law of Arcane Art for a long time consumed a lot of elemental energy and Spiritual Consciousness.    

    

"I just feel a little dizzy." She said, "But just now, I killed those Thundersnake Flaming Bulls and obtained twelve tokens. I'm really happy!"    

    

"Sigh... I only got 5 tokens... However, I also got a satisfactory number of tokens... Oh right, let's find a place to rest here. "    

    

Meng Fang said and flew to a forest with the other disciples to set up a formation to rest.    

    

Meng Yu quickly left the mountain peak and arrived at an ocean.    

    

The azure ocean was boundless. Meng Yu welcomed the salty sea breeze and flew over. He landed on a deserted island and started to set up a formation to cultivate.    

    

No one came to disturb him here.    

    

However, five days later, there were actually dozens of powerful sea beasts attacking him!    

    

Meng Yu was now at the sixth level of the Tribulation-life Stage. Although he couldn't defeat the dozens of powerful sea beasts, he could still easily dodge their attacks. Furthermore, he had seized the opportunity to defeat the strongest sea beast in one fell swoop.    

    

What he didn't expect was that after killing this sea beast, he would be able to obtain thirty tokens, bringing his total to six hundred and thirty-one tokens.    

    

"I encountered those lightning snakes and lightning bulls on that mountain peak. After killing them, I found a few tokens, or a dozen tokens, but unfortunately, there were too many people there. I fought a few times and immediately ran away, but I didn't get any tokens. Those tokens were taken by Meng Qiaoqiao and the others."    

    

Meng Yu thought happily.    

    

In the following days, he had been waiting for those sea beasts to appear.    

    

Some of those sea beasts didn't carry any tokens with them, but Meng Yu had obtained some tokens from the sea beasts he killed.    

    

Adding the tokens he had obtained earlier, he now had a total of six hundred and sixty one tokens.    

    

His days passed by very quickly.    

    

The competition that had lasted for a year had finally ended!    

    

Countless disciples were automatically transported out of this secret realm.    

    

"Elder Brother Meng Yu!"    

    

When Su Yuyan saw Meng Yu flying up from the square in front of her, she excitedly walked over and grabbed his arm.    

    

Behind her, Hua Xiaotao, Zhong Na, Lil Zi and Xiaolan also opened their beautiful eyes and looked at him tenderly.    

    

"Yaner, I'm back!"    

    

Meng Yu also held Su Yuyan's little hand and said with some excitement.    

    

Seeing the pairs of eyes staring at him from behind, he smiled and said, "Xiaotao, Little Na, Little Zi. Xiaolan, Little Xue, I'm here."    

    

The girls were very happy. Although it had been a year since they last saw each other and the time was very short, they were almost all on this tall platform this year. They had not left and had been waiting, so they felt that the time was very long.    

    

The nearly one hundred thousand disciples below, those direct descendants and important branch disciples all flew to the tall platforms like Meng Yu, talking to their friends and family.    

    

The old ancestor, Meng Mutian, stood on the platform with his white beard fluttering in the wind. He looked extremely dignified, and almost no one dared to look at him directly.    

    

He put away the map of the Ethereal Immortal Road.    

    

"After this year's competition, I believe that everyone has some understanding of their own strength and talent." Meng Mutian's words were filled with Yuan energy and Dao Fate. His voice was not loud. But it's as clear as talking to everyone.    

    

"As for me, I have also just detected the tokens on the disciples' bodies."    

    

"Next, I shall not waste my words. You all can take a look at the ranking on this crystal ball."    

    

As he spoke, he waved his hand, and a huge crystal ball that emitted countless brilliant rays of light floated in mid-air.    

    

"Meng Xia Qiang, from the Boundless Universe, is ranked 100th with a badge."    

    

"Meng Yihe, from the New World, a token, ranked 99th..."    

    

"Meng Cheng, from the Misty Mountain. A token, ranked 98th..."    

    

"Meng Wei, from the Blue Ice Boundless Universe. Two tokens, ranked ninety-seventh..."    

    

On this crystal ball, names and rankings slowly appeared from the bottom.    

    

Obviously, this crystal ball only showed the top 100 rankings.    

    

Among the hundred thousand disciples, many were disheartened. Because the top 100 were chosen here.    

    

Everyone looked at the crystal ball, wanting to see the names of their friends and family on it.    

    

"Strange, there were three people who got a token, why are they ranked first?"    

    

"Yeah, isn't this just messing around?"    

    

"Me, me, I got a badge too. Why isn't it on the front page?"    

    

"I also got a token, why isn't my name on it?"    

    

The disciples looked at it for a while, and suddenly, some people raised their questions.    

    

"Do you know why some people can rank on the same token, while others can't?"    

    

Meng Mutian stood there and asked.    

    

No one dared to face his majesty, and they all whispered that they didn't know.    

    

"There must be a reason for this."    

    

"For example, a female disciple called Meng Yingxue said earlier that she'd obtained a command token, so why can't it be uploaded?"    

    

"The reason is that Meng Xia Qiang, who's ranked in the top 100, seized this command token from you. You're unable to defeat him, but the number of command tokens is the same. So amongst all of you, I choose Meng Xia Qiang to be the 100th."    

    

"As for Meng Xia Qiang and Meng Yihe's rankings are one rank apart, yet the number of command tokens are equal. They've never fought before, so why is that?"    

    

"Because Meng Yihe is only at the second level of the Tribulation-life Stage Cultivation Level, and her cultivation time is much shorter than Meng Xia's, so her ranking is higher than Meng Xia's. Do you all understand now?"    

    

Hearing the old ancestor's explanation, everyone nodded slightly. That was indeed the case!    

    

One by one, names slowly appeared on it.    

    

"Meng Xiaoyan, from Misty Mountain. Forty-eight tokens. Ranking, thirty-fifth..."    

    

"Meng Lou, from Misty Mountain, rank 59 tokens. Twenty-eighth. "    

    

"Meng Qiaoqiao, from Misty Mountain, sixty-one tokens, ranked twenty-seventh..."    

    

The Fifth Young Master of Meng Lian City, Meng Lou, and Young Lord of Meng Ling City, who had some grudges with Meng Yu, were overjoyed when they heard that their ranking was so close.    

    

They looked at Meng Yu and Su Yuyan, especially Meng Lou. When he saw Su Yuyan, he couldn't help but think, "Such a beauty, yet she wants to follow this foreign trash. Her horizons are too low."    

    

"Meng Yu, look at me. Meng Lou is ranked 28th. You useless trash. At this point of time, you haven't even called out your name. What qualifications do you have to have these fairies?"    

    

Meng Lou saw the junior sister of the Sword Immortal Sect, Long Youzhu, walking to Meng Xiaoyan's side to speak. He pointed at Meng Yu and laughed complacently.    

    

Su Yuyan saw that she hadn't mentioned Meng Yu's name in such a long time and couldn't help but feel somewhat anxious.    

    


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