Three days later, a ring of more than 1,000 square meters had been built on the martial arts arena of the Martial Arts Academy, which was made of special steel and was extremely hard, even if the missile exploded directly on it, it could only leave a small crater.

Outside the martial arts arena, in the center of the viewing platform, there are more than 30 teams sitting distinctly, from left to right are Shaolin, Wudang, Emei, Kongtong and other Yunzhou rows of the top hidden sects.

The leaders are the heads of the various factions, and from the perspective of momentum, they are all second-order powerhouses who have broken the first lock of life, and behind the heads of each faction are the elders and the head teachers of each class of the Martial Arts Academy, and behind the head teachers, are the students of the various classes of the Martial Arts Academy...

On the eastern edge of the viewing platform, there are some relatively small sects, the strength of the heads of these sects is strong and weak, they know their own affairs, there is no competition for the strength of the martial arts alliance leader, and they are purely here to play soy sauce.

Therefore, most of these teams are relatively loose and dressed in a variety of clothes, and there are even many people sitting there in casual clothes.

As for the western edge of the viewing platform, there were teachers and students from the Bloodline Warrior Academy and the Ability Academy, as well as some big figures who came to watch the battle.

This martial arts conference can be said to be Yun Shibao's single-handedly challenging the entire Yunzhou martial arts, and the meaning behind it can be seen by people who are a little smarter.

Yunshi Baosheng, the myth continues, he serves as the leader of the Yunzhou Martial Arts League, and becomes the well-deserved first warrior in Yunzhou.

Yun Shibao is defeated, and his status will plummet, not to mention the leader of the martial arts alliance, even the position of the dean of the martial arts academy may not be kept, and many plans have become other people's wedding clothes.

Therefore, this martial arts conference can be said to have attracted the attention of the entire Yunzhou, from the official to the civilians, all of whom are always paying attention.

"Dean Yun has arrived!" At this moment, accompanied by a voice mixed with internal force, at the entrance in the middle of the viewing platform, Cao Bao and other eighteen bald men took the lead in walking out, divided into two rows, and stood side by side on both sides of the aisle.

Immediately afterward, everyone saw a young man in a white robe who looked very ordinary and walked in from the entrance, followed by five women with graceful postures and slender figures.

"This is Dean Yun? What a big show..."

"Yes, except for Zhang Daqing, he doesn't seem to be outstanding..."

"That's it, the bodyguards open the way, the beauties accompany each other, our Dean Yun's style is quite similar to those gentlemen..."

…

Although Yun Shibao thought that he was already very low-key, he was still very arrogant in the eyes of everyone present, and as he entered, the discussion never stopped.

Different from the melon-eating masses on the periphery, the heads of the various factions stood up unanimously at the moment Yun Shibao entered, with solemn expressions.

They are all second-order powerhouses who broke the first lock of life, especially the heads of the big factions such as Shaolin and Emei, and one by one they have reached the second-order top grade.

Don't look at the Five Poisons Sect, known as the No. 1 Hidden World Sect in Yunzhou, it is because the ancestors of the Shaolin and Emei sects are unwilling to care about these false names, otherwise in terms of the strength of the top masters, the Five Poisons Ancestors are afraid that they will not even rank in the top ten.

But in the eyes of these hidden masters, the eighteen-year-old boy in front of him was like an abyss, which made people unable to see clearly and incomprehensibly, like an ordinary person who did not know how to cultivate, and like a supreme master who had cultivated to the sky.

The heads of the various factions are old monsters who have been cultivating for many years, how can they not know what this means?

When Yun Shibao walked to the first row of the viewing platform, a middle-aged monk dressed in a bright yellow robe with a gray beard tidied up his clothes, stood up and made a gesture to Yun Shibao.

"Emei Ancestor Jingyi greets Dean Yun..."Emei Sect Ancestor, a middle-aged Taoist aunt dressed in a Taoist robe and still charming, also stood up.

"Wudang Ancestor Xuan Zhenzi visits Dean Yun..."

"Elder Kongtong Taishang Feiyunzi greets Dean Yun..."

…

Originally, the ancestors of the various factions who still had a cold expression and a proud face saluted Yun Shibao at this moment.

"You have come from afar, and you have worked hard all the way..."Yun Shibao bowed slightly, as if he had greeted the ancestors of the various factions.

It's not that Yun Shibao is arrogant, he doesn't know how to respect the old and love the young, he cultivates a way, the master is the teacher, and the strong are respected, if he lowers his posture at this moment, it will lead people to despise.

After dropping such a sentence to the heads of the various factions, Yun Shibao put his hands behind his back, his toes touched the ground slightly, and he didn't see the slightest movement under his feet, and his body was directly volleyed into the void, and flew towards the ring in the center of the martial arts arena.

This method of flying, Yun Shibao did not use any light skills, but directly used the surging internal force in his body to fly towards the ring.

The principle is similar to that of volleys, the speed is not fast compared to the use of light power, but the internal force consumed is more than ten times that of light power.

"Arrogance +900 (*7)"

"Arrogance +875 (*5)"

"Arrogance +700 (*6)"

…

Sure enough, as soon as Yun Shibao landed in the ring, the prompt of the self-service reincarnation machine sounded in his mind.

"Everyone, I believe that you have all heard about what happened to Cangyun City, now the situation is turbulent, the world is changing drastically, and now we are facing those mutated atavistic beasts, but no one knows what kind of disaster we will face in the future..."

"But I can tell you for sure, the beast tide is just the beginning, and our human race is on the verge of extinction..."

"Today's plan, only by holding together for warmth and twisting all the forces that can be united into a rope can it be possible to overcome the difficulties in the future..."

"The purpose of this dean to convene this martial arts conference is exactly this, no matter what the victory or defeat is, in the end, which faction master becomes the leader of the alliance, it is imperative to form an alliance, this is the righteousness of the human race..."

Of course, that's what he said, if the final martial arts alliance leader was not him, Yun Shibao guaranteed to be the first to flip the table.

"Then, I announce that the martial arts conference is officially opened..."

"Dean Yun, please wait." Just as Yun Shibao was about to announce the start of the martial arts conference, the Shaolin Xuanku monk suddenly stood up and stopped Yun Shibao.

"Master Xuanku, I don't know if you have any high opinions?" Hearing this, Yun Shibao couldn't help but be stunned, and then his eyes narrowed slightly, looking towards the old monk Xuanku.

He is determined to win the position of the leader of the martial arts alliance, and the matter of the alliance of all factions is also imperative, whoever dares to stop it, Yun Shibao will kill whomever he wants.

"Dean Yun, don't misunderstand, the poor monk has no opinion on the formation of the alliance, but he just took the liberty of asking, what is Dean Yun's cultivation now?" Being looked at by Yun Shibao's gaze, the monk hurriedly said.

(End of chapter)