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The nine towering platforms were all occupied by people. Many of them were unfamiliar faces. How vast was Blue Cloud Country? Those nameless geniuses with peerless talent wanted to use this opportunity to display their monstrous talent for the Royal Clan to see.

In regards to this, Yi Zhou was obviously not interested.

The battle between the nine towering platforms erupted as the atmosphere instantly surged. Countless gazes were fixated on the nine platforms. A fiery red light flashed in the eyes of the younger generation members as their fighting spirit soared.

Yi Zhou was not interested in the intense battle on the stage. He looked at Luo Mubai who was standing on the stage.

Although Luo Mubai had helped him before, if he stood against the South Stream Temple, he would not hold back.

At this moment, a black clothed figure passed through the crowd and arrived beside Luo Tian Xing.

That person was none other than Feng Ling.

Your Highness, the matter you've told us has been properly arranged. Mu Qingruo and his daughter have already been controlled by our people. Feng Ling whispered into Luo Tian Xing's ear.

Obviously, when Old Yu and the rest left the Northern Nether Valley, the royal family controlled the Northern Nether Valley.

Luo Tianxing nodded slightly, his lips curving into a smile.

The Azure Emperor's banquet was different from the Eastern Tomb Martial Meet. Anyone could enter the stage on their own free will.

After another round of battles ended, there were people walking slowly towards the arena from the crowd. Before long, all eighteen of them had finished their preparations.

However, among these eighteen people, there was not a single person from the South Stream Monastery.

When did the disciples of the South Stream Temple become so weak? In these two rounds, not a single person was a disciple of the South Stream Temple.

Luo Tianxing's gaze swept across the nine battle platforms before landing on Elder Yu, his voice sinister.

Yi Zhou's eyes flashed as he slowly stood up.

How could he not know that Luo Tianxing was causing trouble?

Just these words of Luo Tianxing were sufficient to determine that King Luo had truly returned, and that the South Stream Temple would truly be facing a calamity.

Mo Fan. Elder Yu shouted.

Yi Zhou's expression was solemn as he said seriously. Grand Master, there are some things that you can't hide from.

Since they are against the study, why should we avoid them?

With that, the space paused for a moment, and then a commotion sounded out from the crowd. Yi Zhou was called Teacher Yu Gong?

After that, Yi Zhou slowly walked forward.

Following an explosive shout that resonated throughout the skies, Yi Zhou's body flashed onto the stage, and the spectators only saw the stage slightly trembling.

Following that, in the midst of a tsunami of Spiritual Energy, the person who had mocked Yi Zhou earlier was instantly sent flying.

In the blink of an eye, he was sent flying, completely unable to resist.

And now?

Yi Zhou spat out a few cold words, causing the people on the stage to become silent, who dared to say anything?

The battle began. As the voice fell, the atmosphere in the arena instantly became oppressive.

A disciple stood in front of Yi Zhou, his face was pale, seeing how Yi Zhou had defeated his original opponent in one move, he lost his will to fight, but at that moment, he could not retreat.

Yi Zhou's cold black eyes swept over Luo Tianxing who was seated on the secondary seat, then he glanced at the master of the Shocking King Palace, He Gufeng. He would make these people's hearts fill with reverence, reverence for the South Stream Temple.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Yi Zhou's body flashed forward in a flash, and many formations seemed to have appeared around him. They were filled with a vast golden light, which was what he had gained from his comprehension in the Scripture Tower earlier.

What was even more frightening was that ice was spreading in this somewhat repressed space.

Boom!

With a punch, the empty space in front of the disciple from the King Monarch Palace was directly shattered. His body was swept up by the Spiritual Energy and sent flying as he vomited fresh blood with a pale complexion.

Another instant defeat.

Yi Zhou turned around and returned to his seat.

Although Yi Zhou's opponent was not very strong, such a straightforward result was still somewhat unexpected.

This brat was quite impressive. Xiao Wuchen laughed. Not bad, you have your teacher's demeanor all those years ago.

In this regard, Yi Zhou could only roll his eyes.

The battle continued on. This time around, the grudges in the study room were completely lifted, as the students continued to step up the platform one after another. Although there were people who suffered a crushing defeat, it didn't affect the quality of the study room.

Yan Chen, Yan Qingqing, Gu Lingwei, Yu Zheng, Yi Chen, and Lin Meng Ruo all entered the battle one after another without a single loss.

Especially Lin MengRuo, her battle prowess was extraordinary.

Over at the Hall of Shaking, the last disciple of the hall master He Gufeng, Dong Kun, had released his peerless grace and charm. He had not lost a single match, and had even stepped into the Engravement Realm, causing others to be envious of him.

The Li Yun Sect's Bai Luohe was also an Invigorated Meridian Realm expert and had not lost a single time. There was also Liu Yunxi, who was at the peak of the ninth level of the Spirit Realm. Her strength could not be underestimated.

Zhou City, Mo Chou, and Gu He. These were all people that were shining brilliantly on the stage.

The royal family did not make any moves, but Yi Zhou knew, if there were no movements, it was the biggest.

If they were to join hands and attack the study in front of everyone in the Imperial City, would they not be prepared?

At this time, another round of battles had ended. Yi Zhou once again headed towards the arena. Since the opponent was not willing to reveal his trump card, he could only use his own strength to push forward.

Who will come? Standing on the stage, Yi Zhou looked at the people from the Hanshan Hall and the Li Yun Sect, and said coldly.

I'll fight!

Mo Chou from the Cloudsoaring sect let out a low growl, then stepped onto the arena.

Mo Chou, a person with a cultivation base at the ninth level of the Heart of Tranquil Water, was an expert on the rankings of the Li Yun Sect.

Such arrogance, you are simply courting death! Mo Chou roared as he dashed forward, his entire body covered with a layer of golden armor.

Boom!

All of his strength gathered on his fist, and he suddenly punched out. The Spiritual Energy around him went berserk, and in the next instant, when he raised his head to look at Yi Zhou, a hint of fear emerged within his eyes.

That seemingly frail body was like that of a god, unable to contend.