925 The Eight Major Sects (2/2)

Moreover, Mo Wen was confident that even alone he would still dare to go against the Blood Evil Temple. Also, his elder sister Gu Jingman was even more mysterious. After she emerged from the seventh layer space, who knows how powerful she had become? With the two of them being sent out, Mo Wen believed that there was nothing to worry about.

”Thank you, sect leader, for your consideration of my condition. However…” Ling Feng sighed.

He was originally a cripple, but after meeting Mo Wen, Ling Feng had been saved. However, it was impossible for the internal injuries that he had sustained for many years to be cured in a day. Compared to his prime, his cultivation was now far inferior. Although he would not have any problems against ordinary Infinite Powerhouses, against strong practitioners like Yang Zonglin, there was still a considerable difference between them. In his fight with Yang Zonglin he had been injured once again and his condition made much worse.

He had not imagined that Mo Wen had actually seen through him and thus would not let him participate in the upcoming contest. He was somewhat moved. However, since he had been saved by Mo Wen, he naturally had to dedicate himself to serving Mo Wen. The situation in the Dafang Sect had become rather embarrassing. How could he not fight because of fear?

”This matter does not need to be discussed any further. Elder sister and I will be sufficient for the contest. Everyone, please relax. Since I have decided to do so, I naturally have the confidence to pull it off.”

Mo Wen interrupted Ling Feng. Ling Feng's injuries were already not easy to deal with. If he were to get injured again, it would complicate things further. If it wasn't for the fact Mo Wen wanted some insurance, he would even consider challenging the Blood Evil Temple alone.

”Elder sister, do you have any objections to my decision?” Mo Wen looked at Gu Jingman.

”We will do as you ask. We are of one mind. We are not afraid of a mere Blood Evil Temple!” Gu Jingman said decisively. Not only did she have no objection, but she also felt that both of them taking part in the contest would be sufficient. Why would they need other idle hands to participate?

The people in the meeting room were speechless. This brother-sister duo truly shared some similar characteristics. No wonder they were brother and sister. However, the crowd knew that Gu Jingman's ability was unfathomable. She was ranked second in the Heaven List Tournament, and she had not unleashed her full potential. It was just that Mo Wen had secured first place in the Heaven List that she had not challenged him for it. Otherwise, it would have been difficult to say who would be ranked first.

Since they had come to a decision, the crowd made their way out of the meeting room. They had gone there to discuss a plan to deal with the Blood Evil Temple. However, in the end, Mo Wen and Gu Jingman had instead taken it all upon themselves. The matter no longer concerned the others.

Yin Banshuang was the last to leave. She looked at Mo Wen with doubt in her eyes. She had not spoken since the very beginning. Before this, she had always compared herself with Mo Wen. But right now, she discovered that they were no longer people from the same world at all. What did she, a genius in the tiny Green Ancient Mystery Dimension, really amount to?

The next day, the Divine Dragon Nest was crowded with people as usual. The eight strongest sects had been determined. Next, it would be the contest to determine the top four sects. The battle among sects was getting more and more intense and interesting. To further enliven the occasion, some people started gambling games to bet on the winner for each contest.

Of course, those who dared to be the dealers in the Divine Dragon Nest were all supported by enormous financial power. They were either from Chambers of Commerce or sect factions with a rich and deep heritage.

When the eight strongest sects entered the Divine Dragon Nest, wave upon wave of cheers burst out, bringing the entire tournament to life. Mo Wen and the members of the Dafang Sect had long arrived. Mo Wen glanced through the top eight ancient martial arts sects and noticed that undoubtedly, all of them were from the Peng Lai Mystery Dimension. Other than the Goddess Cult, the Golden Buddha Sect, and the Blood Evil Temple, he didn't recognize anyone from the remaining five sects.

From the look of it, those five sects hadn't sent any young disciples to participate in the Heaven List Tournament. However, the sects' overall ability seemed to be formidable.

It was still hard to say which sect was the strongest or who would win the contest.

Mo Wen had heard of the five sects before. Almost everyone was familiar with the sects that emerged in the top eight. It was hard for Mo Wen to not know about them. The five sects were the Heavenly Sea Sect, the Crimson Sun Sect, the Sinister Wind Sect, the Snake Scorpion Sect, and the Golden Rainbow Sect.

According to Ling Feng, both Sinister Wind Sect and Heavenly Sea Sect were sects at the top tier in the Peng Lai Mystery Dimension. They were even stronger than the Goddess Cult. This time, for reasons unknown, they had sent their disciples to participate in the Martial Arts Circle Convention. Other than these two sects, the strongest sect was naturally the Goddess Cult, followed by the Crimson Sun Sect, the Golden Buddha Sect, and the Golden Rainbow Sect.

On the contrary, even though the Blood Evil Temple was also a rather powerful sect in the Peng Lai Mystery Dimension and was guarded by strong practitioners who had become immortal, its overall ability was the weakest among the Eight Major Sects. If the Blood Evil Temple didn't have Yang Zonglin, an old freak with ultimate powers, they would most likely not be able to rank in the top eight.

”Since all the sects are here, I will make an announcement.” An ethereal voice sounded in the Divine Dragon Nest.

Everyone seemed to have sensed something and one by one they looked in the same direction. A mysterious woman, covered with a veil and dressed in a white costume stepped in the air and entered the convention hall. She was like a goddess who had descended from heaven.

By now, everyone who attended the Martial Arts Circle Convention knew that even though the referees for the convention were all Primordial Soul Realm practitioners from the Huatian Palace, the highest decision-maker in Dragon City would be this mysterious woman.

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