C640 Hundred Feathers

The fighting between geniuses is getting more and more heated, but the higher ups don't mean it. This was what they wanted to see instead, not going through the test of blood and fire. Entering the Lost Land was just a side effect, so it was better to sharpen themselves first. It was always like this when it came to survival of the fittest.

The Holy Temple, One-Line Mountain, and the other major powers finally became happy. Because they had the advantage in numbers, their people had the upper hand. This was what they wanted to see.

As for the people of Divine Valley, they didn't care about it. Their ideology was that men should be like this. They didn't fear challenges or bloodshed. They felt that their people had done a good job. Besides, even though they were at a disadvantage, they didn't suffer any major losses.

Speaking of which, the second ranked Yun family of nine aristocratic families, and the fifth ranked Zuo family were all from the Divine Valley. They were all influenced by the ideology of Divine Valley, and they weren't weak either. Also, the Divine Valley was a huge tree, and they were never afraid of anything.

In addition, the fourth ranked Leng family was the Leng family. The Leng family never participated in fights in the name of their family, but with Leng Mu as their representative, they could be considered a part of the Leng family.

As for the remaining three great families, they were basically all enemies of each other. So, it was normal for them to be at a disadvantage.

Countless people clamored and clamored as they chased after Zuo Yu. However, Zuo Yu had disappeared without a trace, and no one had ever found him again.

Zuo Yu didn't go to any of his friends. He wanted to calm down and comprehend his martial arts. He really wanted to grasp that strange feeling.

Moreover, it wasn't something he could go as he wished. Lin Feng and the others were very far away from him. He might not be able to arrive in time, and those enemies had roughly calculated his position. There were many places where he was intercepted. If he were to hurry, it was very easy to be discovered and intercepted. This was not what he wanted to do now.

There were also some people who clamored to provoke Zuo Yu. There were all kinds of unpleasant words. However, Zuo Yu didn't pay any attention to them. These types of people were usually small fries. If there was a chance, he could just casually eliminate them, and he could feel it. There were traps everywhere. With the expert at the Void Stage guarding them, it would be difficult for him to escape. Actually, the last time Zhan Fei and Lu Yuan were trapped, they had their own backup plan. It was just that they had underestimated their own strength. Their own strength was even greater than before.

Another unusual phenomenon had occurred in the continent, and the passageway to the Desolate Continent was about to open. This fiery battle was like a fleeting flower, ending in an instant. Before the crowd could enjoy themselves, they had a feeling that it had come to an abrupt end. This was naturally restricted by the upper echelons of both parties. It was more or less enough. It was time to set off for Desolate Continent.

Zuo Yu naturally didn't welcome any challenges. The higher the combat strength, the higher the ranking. The higher the rank, the higher the position. He could even become the leader of the Divine Martial Continent. However, this didn't include Zuo Yu. No matter how high his ranking was, it was useless. He would become the target of everyone the moment he appeared. Unless he was always in the territory of Divine Valley, but the territory of Divine Valley was located in the far south. He was too far away, so it was impossible for him to go there.

Those friends' combat strength had improved, so there wouldn't be any problems. Zuo Yu was also relieved.

Therefore, Zuo Yu chose to hide. He wanted to quietly cultivate for a while. One person, one heart, and a good comprehension.

Puzhou was the territory of a first-rate power. This was the territory of the Profound Theory Sect, which specialized in puppet techniques. In fact, they were also members of the Situ family.

The Profound Theory Sect had already selected a thousand people. The weakest among them was at the Eighth Layer of True Martial Stage. Of course, not all of them were young men, and only half of them were old men.

There was a leader among these thousand people. He was a bearded man, and he was using a heavy iron rod. His name was Tie Ta, and he was the strongest among the thousand people. He basically had the combat strength of a Holy List.

This was basically fair. Tie Ta was also a rogue cultivator. He wasn't a member of a noble family, so he still said the same thing. The chance to enter the Lost Lands was even more threatening. He naturally had to choose the best of the best, or else he would send out too many pretentious second generation ancestors. If they went, they would simply be giving away their heads. For those second generations, this was not a good job at all. They were not willing to go.

Moreover, most of these people had already been absorbed by the great powers. When they obtained some benefits, these powers would still obtain great benefits.

Pu Province's main city, Puyang City, gathered many people here. The thousand seed candidates chosen by Puzhou all gathered here. There were also many people who were still unwilling to give up, not leaving just like that.

The transport capacity of the passageway to the lost land was limited. Only a few people could pass through. Hence, not everyone could enter. Since they wanted to enter, then they would have to rely on their own abilities. If they couldn't, then they could only take a step back and enter as the servant of the seeded contestant. If their strength couldn't even take a step back, or if they were unwilling... Then they could only apologize.

Puyang City was bustling with noise and excitement. The seeded contestants or people with other thoughts had all gathered here. There were also many people who wanted to join in the fun. It was bustling with noise and excitement.

"Tsk tsk, this is really lively. I have never seen so many expert at the True Martial Stage in my life. Speaking of which, I'm not much stronger than them. If the people here attacked together... You can turn me into slag in an instant..." A young man looked left and right as if he had never seen the world before. " Bai Yu, you don't seem surprised at all..."

"Hehe." The young man called Baiyu was a black-clothed youth. He was very ordinary in every aspect. With just a slight smile, one could tell that he didn't like to talk.

These were the two chosen seeded warriors. Both of them had the combat strength of Eighth Layer of True Martial Stage warriors. Among the seeded warriors, they were the ordinary ones. The one who liked to talk was Mao Tong. The young man in black was Bai Yu, so he was naturally Zuo Yu. Baili and Zuo Yu, Bai Yu.

Zuo Yu was in Pu Province, the territory of Situ family in name. However, no one noticed it. If Situ family knew about it... Who knew if they would go crazy with anger? They had been looking for someone who had been clamoring to kill. He was currently being treated as an honored guest by their subordinates.

Since they had nothing better to do, their rankings were next to each other again. They naturally knew each other. Mao Tong came from the mountain. Many things were novel and liked to talk. He liked to chat with Zuo Yu when he had nothing to do. This time, it was him who pulled Zuo Yu out.

If he didn't come out, he would stay in the Profound Truths Sect. It wasn't bad to come out and take a breather.

"Hehe, Baiyu, let's go have a drink. The wine here is really delicious. It's much better than the wine we brewed in our village." Walking to the front of a restaurant, Mao Tong's eyes began to shine.

"Let's go." Zuo Yu smiled and walked in together with them. They could also hear some news at the same time.

"Hey, are we really going to be those people's servants? Most of them only have a few more years of cultivation compared to me. If I cultivate for another two years, I will definitely be able to surpass them." In the restaurant, there were people chatting. These were all people who had not been chosen.

"You can also enter as a servant and make a deal in advance. There is no real master or servant."

"Even so, you are not willing to accept it. If you can cultivate well in the future, it will be an insult to your whole life. It will be a disgrace."

"As long as I am strong, everything will be false."

"That's right. Right now, many people are fighting over the position of a servant. We might not even be able to choose it."

"Bah, what the f * ck."

"Why don't we just forget about it. The next time we have a chance, it will be very dangerous to enter that place. The lower the strength, the greater the danger..."

"What's there to be afraid of? Anyway, I have to fight it out."

"That's right. As long as we can go in, so what if we are servants? Who knows what will happen inside? Perhaps in the blink of an eye, they have already scattered..."

"This is an opportunity that can only be chanced upon by luck. Do you know Sword Saint Deadwood?"

"The legendary rogue cultivator Undead Almighty?"

"That's right. I heard that his talent was average back then. He entered the Desolate Continent as a Second Layer of True Martial Stage servant. However, when he came out, he had already surpassed many people, and was now a Peak of True Martial Stage. He also obtained the peerless sword skill, the Withered Wood Sword, and became an Undead Stage within a hundred years. "

"Is this for real? How do you know? "

"I didn't know about it, but someone told me about it. This is absolutely true."

"That means we have a chance now."

"We have to give it a try." Suddenly, everyone's hearts began to heat up, their eyes sparkling. Even the two young men who had a look of unwillingness on their faces just now were very moved. As young men, they even thought that they were the destined ones. There was always a chance that good luck would fall on them.

"We have to hurry too. The number of servants of the seeded contestants is limited. I heard that there are not many seats left."

"Then hurry up." The group of people hurriedly got up.

"Oh right, Baiyu, aren't you taking in servants? You also have two quotas. It's always good to have someone to help you. I've already taken enough. " Mao Tong also heard the conversation in the restaurant. While drinking, he looked at Zuo Yu.

"Forget it. I am used to being alone." Zuo Yu said in a low voice.

All seeded contestants were allowed to bring servants according to the rules, depending on their ranking. The number of servants they could bring was also different. The higher the rank, the more spots they could bring. For example, Zuo Yu and Mao Tong were ranked in the 700th place. There were only two spots for servants. In some ways, this was also the idea that the major powers had come up with. This also meant that they could protect the seeded contestants. In fact, they could totally choose more people in a martial arts contest. They didn't want any servant quotas, but they didn't do so.

All the rules were set by the strong. Zuo Yu once again felt that they would do whatever they said. This kind of feeling was really unpleasant.

Many seed candidates didn't have decent servants, so these people who weren't chosen to enter the Desolate Continent to train and gain experience. Zuo Yu had heard about what a true man should know when to yield and when to stretch. No matter where he went, there would always be people comforting him like this. This was actually a kind of helplessness.

Just now, those few people were about to leave but stopped again. They heard the conversation between Zuo Yu and the other man. The two of them were in the hall and did not conceal anything. It was just a casual conversation, and they had heard what they were talking about. Naturally, they had heard their conversation too.