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Early in the morning, the major elders of the eight clans knocked on Chen Peng's door.

"Chen Sheng, the patriarch sent the old man and the others to invite you to the city to watch the ceremony."

The size of the ancient city is tens of thousands of miles, and its city is a huge wide area, in which a martial arts platform with a length and width of more than 1,000 zhang is built for the use of the disciples of the eight tribes.

A kilometer away not far from the competition platform, there is a stone gate frame about ten zhang high, which is the place where the ancient realm opened.

"Chen Sheng, can we leave for the competition platform now?"

Among the elders of the eight clans, one of the elders of the ancient clan looked at Chen Peng with his hand in the inquiry.

It's like walking as you like, Chen Peng said to go, they left, and if they said no, they didn't go.

"The patriarch asked me to wait for everything to obey Chen Sheng's arrangement."

The remaining elders seemed to be explaining, and they were also waiting for Chen Peng's answer.

In this situation, it can be said that the master is traveling with the guest, and the ancient eight clans have given Chen Peng enough face this time.

"In that case, it will trouble the elders."

But after Chen Peng heard it, he was not happy, nor was he dissatisfied with the fact that the patriarch of the eight clans did not greet him.

"Xiao Yan, prepare to go to the competition platform."

He shouted to the house on the other side of the courtyard, and after the door opened with a "click", when Xiao Yan, who was wearing a happy red robe, came out, he was led by the elders of the eight clans with a blank face, and walked out of the courtyard, passed through the bustling streets with vicissitudes, and came to the gate of the martial arts arena in the city.

"Why is Xiao Yan wearing a red robe today?" After a few people came here, their minds were still hazy, and they couldn't figure out what Chen Sheng's purpose was.

But Chen Peng didn't care about them.

He crossed the gate and walked into the stands of the martial arts arena, ignoring the exclamations of the people who had already arrived at the arena, he looked up and saw that the scene here was no different from the one introduced by the elders of the various clans.

"The stone gate in the middle is where the Ancient Realm opens."

Chen Peng glanced at the patriarchs of the various clans who were on the stone gate and were still busy now.

"Chen Sheng."

And when the patriarchs of the various clans felt that they were looking at them, one of the patriarchs smiled and immediately threw himself into the stone gate.

After all, opening the Ancient Realm required the arrangement of many teleportation formations, and they didn't have time to say much.

Similarly, Dabi was about to open, and the teleportation formation had not yet been completed, which was why they did not come to greet Chen Peng.

"Chen Sheng!"

But when everyone in the stands saw Chen Peng, they were excited, and they saluted to greet Chen Peng.

"Chen Sheng is not only a nine-grade alchemist, but also a three-star powerhouse of Dou Sheng. It is the first person of the younger generation in the Douqi Continent! It's a role model for my generation! A young man was excited and wanted to take a few steps forward to meet Chen Peng, but after being seen by the old man next to him, he slapped him in the face to prevent him from causing trouble.

"Chen Sheng is a distinguished guest of the Eight Clans, how can he disturb at will."

The old man whispered to the young man, and gestured with his eyes, Chen Peng's side was like a guard-like elder of the Eight Clans.

Among them, the one with the lowest cultivation is the Seven Stars of Dou Sheng!

Compared with the invitation a few days ago, the pomp was much bigger, and it was no wonder that the moment Chen Peng entered the martial arts arena, everyone found out about Chen Peng's arrival.

"Chen Sheng was invited by the elders of the Eight Clans!"

After hearing the old man's whispered words, a few other people also looked at the Eight Clan Elders beside Chen Peng.

"It's rude." And under the flashing gaze of everyone, from the matter of why Xiao Yan was wearing a big red robe, the elders of the eight clans who came back to their senses looked at each other and smiled, and as soon as they arched their hands at Chen Peng, they led them with a false hand, and arranged for Chen Peng to sit at the top of the stands, in front of a stone table.

Chen Sheng waited. The patriarch and the others are arranging the shuttle enchantment. As the elders of the Eight Clans sat down at the other stone tables, one of the elders smiled at Chen Peng and explained.

Then, as the elder said, before a few breaths had passed, with a "hum", when the last prohibition on the stone door was opened, the major patriarchs also dodged, spanning a distance of thousands of meters, and sat on the left and right of the stone table.

"Chen Sheng, don't blame us for being rude."

Directly east of the stone table, there was a middle-aged Confucian in a gray robe, smiling at Chen Peng.

He has an elegant face, with the style of Confucian conversation, like a high-ranking champion, and he writes with a wave of his hand.

"Patriarch Gu is polite."

Although this person seemed to be no different from a literati, Chen Peng still recognized it at a glance that this person was the patriarch of the Gu clan, Gu Yuan. A peak powerhouse of the Nine Stars of Dou Sheng, with the power of one person, suppressed the Void Boundary, so that the Warcraft races did not dare to attack.

"Chen Sheng, don't blame me for being old..."

The remaining patriarchs also apologized, poured a glass of wine, and drank it all.

"This seat has never felt inhospitable, so why don't you say anything about it." After Chen Peng poured himself a glass of spirit wine, he raised his glass to Gu Yuan and the patriarchs and drank together.

"Chen Sheng, now it's going to be a big competition."

But after drinking a glass of wine, I saw Gu Yuan think for a while, as if calculating the gains and losses of interests, and then said: "After the big competition, if Chen Sheng wants to go to the ancient realm, my ancient clan is willing to go one less place and let Chen Sheng enter."

"Yes, our clan can also give up the quota and let Chen Sheng enter." Another old man also put down his wine glass, and his words were sincere.

"Yes, my Shi clan would rather not have all the quotas, and I will definitely let Chen Sheng enter the ancient realm and look for some opportunities!" One of the big men was the most excited, and he was the father of the young patriarch of the Shi clan.

It's just that because of Chen Peng's elixir, his child's strength is now amazing, and he has the title of the first person in his generation.

"Even if my kid doesn't get a chance in the future, he can still protect my Shi clan for thousands of years! In this way, this situation should be returned, and the ancient world and his party should not go. ”

Patriarch Shi spoke boldly, like an emperor in ancient times, pointing out mountains and rivers, and didn't care about the border territory.

And in their words, they did not mention letting Chen Peng go down to compete and use his strength to get a quota.

It's just because, although Chen Peng is a young generation, in the minds of the patriarchs, Chen Peng has already stood at the same height as them, and they are all the pinnacles of the Douqi Continent.

"Let Chen Sheng go down to compete with the juniors, what is that called?"

The patriarchs had this idea in their hearts as they spoke.

It can be seen that Chen Peng's alchemy skills now have made the five bodies they admire fall to the ground.

But more importantly. But it turned out that as several people talked, when Dabi started, they all now felt how powerful the pride of the sky was caused by the anti-heaven elixir.

"The genius of the Soul Clan is not the enemy of the young patriarch of the Shi Clan." During the conversation of several people, Gu Yuan casually left it behind, and found that on the competition platform, the first person of the Soul Clan, was shocked out of the field by the young patriarch of the Shi Clan, and he was motionless, and his life and death were unknown.

"Only the younger generation who have taken the Divine Pill is qualified to fight against the proud son of Heaven who has also taken the Divine Pill!" The remaining patriarchs also forgot about the quota and looked at the competition platform first.

I saw that as long as the younger generation had eaten Chen Peng's Divine Pill, they were all devastated, and under one or two moves, they would beat the opponent out of the field, without any power to fight back.

Even if there is, it's just a competition between the same clan, in order to save the face of his own people, he pretends to play hundreds of tricks, and then after saying a scene, he leaves the field by himself.

"Big brother, you're not my opponent now!" This is one of the games, the spirit boy who has eaten the Divine Pill. He is now a Dou Sheng.

"Don't talk nonsense, yes or no, you can know if you compare it!" This is his eldest brother. Now Douzun Samsung.

The difference between the two of them is a big level, which can be described as a world of difference.

Then, crackling, the two of them actually made hundreds of moves.

Until the young brother was exhausted, after saying a word about the scene, he jumped out of the field.

"If it weren't for the exhaustion of the eldest brother's fighting spirit, you would never be my opponent today!" His eldest brother's face was not red, and after he finished talking breathlessly, he staggered to the stands.

Don't think about it, a discerning person can see it at a glance.

"A genius who doesn't take the Divine Pill is just an ordinary genius, and with these heavenly pride, he can only lose. Except for those who played match-fixing, that is, the young man in the big red robe, who could last for four or five breaths. "There is a fighting saint who is loose and cultivated, and when he looks at the contestants on the competition platform, he thinks about the power of the divine pill in his heart.

"Can you please stop playing match-fixing!" But there are also people who shout dissatisfaction and are tired of watching friendly matches.

It's just because, with the passage of time, all the people in the outside world have lost their qualifications, and it has become a civil war between the people of the eight tribes.

"If we don't play match-fixing, what else do we have to look at, a move?" But there are also people who sarcastically mock the previous person who didn't say anything, and he still watched it with relish.

Thereupon.

Under the noisy words of everyone in the stands, unconsciously, they had a greater admiration for Chen Peng, and the big competition gradually came to an end, and the Dan world was about to open.