Peerless Martial Soul

Most of the hundred disciples present were at the fifth level of the Golden Immortal Realm, and only one or two were at the sixth level of the Golden Immortal Realm.

And the casual cultivators who signed up were no more than the third or fourth level of Golden Wonderland.

Without the support of Zongmen's resources, their cultivation speed is slow, so they are naturally not their opponents.

The corner of Chen Ze's mouth curled up.

If you take part in the competition and personally understand the strength of the practitioners in this world, you can not only understand the situation in this world, but also take this opportunity to practice marksmanship, killing two birds with one stone.

He walked to the registration office and said lightly, "I want to register."

The white-haired old man in charge of the registration glanced at him and shook his head seeing how young he was.

"The quota is full."

Chen Ze frowned slightly, looked at the casual cultivators who continued to line up behind him, and asked doubtfully, "If the quota is full, why don't they leave?"

The white-haired old man showed displeasure on his face: "This time, there are only one hundred low-level places in the Wuguan Grand Competition, and it happened to be the hundredth."

Chen Ze asked with a smile: "If there is a low level, then there is a high level?"

"Then I want a senior position."

The white-haired old man was stunned for a moment, and the Taoist disciples who were watching laughed loudly.

"A casual cultivator wants to fight for advanced qualifications?"

"You deserve it too?"

The white-haired old man snorted coldly: "Advanced qualification requires the strength of the sixth level of the Golden Immortal Realm, which is not a realm that you casual cultivators can reach."

As he spoke, he shook the Taoist robe on his body, revealing the special pattern on his chest.

This is a unique symbol of the Myriad Dao Immortal Alliance, not something that casual cultivators can have.

"What if my strength reaches the sixth level of the Golden Wonderland?"

Chen Ze looked at him with a smile, and the breath on his body bloomed instantly.

boom!

The astonishing aura instantly shook everyone away, even the white-haired old man was sent flying, rolling several times before stopping.

In an instant, everyone in the registration office was speechless, looking at Chen Ze like a monster.

"This kid's aura is terrifying!"

"I'm already at the fifth level of the Golden Immortal Realm, but I can't even withstand his breath. He must be a strong man at the sixth level of the Golden Immortal Realm!"

The white-haired old man got up in embarrassment, his face as black as the bottom of a pot.

Chen Ze asked with a smile, "Am I eligible to sign up now?"

The white-haired old man's eyes were cold, obviously unwilling!

Even if Chen Ze has this strength, so what, he is the elder of Wuchen Taoist Temple!

As long as he disagrees, will Chen Ze dare to continue making trouble?

He was about to find an excuse to reject Chen Ze, but a figure fell in front of him in an instant.

The white-haired old man was petrified!

"Ye, Daoist Ye, why are you here in person?"

The Taoist leader is the leader of one view, the strongest of the Wuchen Taoist temple.

Ye Daochang's gaze was fixed on Chen Ze, and he felt a little, and suddenly showed a surprised expression.

This kid is not as simple as the sixth level of the Golden Wonderland, he seems to be hiding his strength, even he can't see through it!

"My name is Ye Wushuang, the Taoist leader of the Wuchen Taoist Temple. Just now, the elder in my temple offended fellow Taoists. I will make him apologize."

He stared at the white-haired old man with a cold look.

The white-haired old man was taken aback, and hurriedly bowed and apologized: "It's me who looks down on people with my dog's eyes. I didn't know that you have such strength."

"sorry!"

He bowed again and again, with a very sincere attitude.

Chen Ze was too lazy to argue with him: "For the sake of your apology, I will forgive you once."

The white-haired old man let out a long breath, and stole a glance at Ye Daochang: "Daoist, then this fellow Taoist..."

Ye Wushuang said indifferently: "Sign up for the competition with advanced qualifications, and I will do it myself."

Everyone was shocked!

Ye Wushuang is the master of Wuchen Taoist temple, so he actually organized the competition for him?

What a big show!

"Fellow Daoist, please follow me."

Ye Wushuang took Chen Ze to a secluded place.

Chen Ze looked around, and there was indeed no breath.Tʜe source of this ᴄontent ɪs novelenglish.net . Firᴇ(.)nᴇt

He was not afraid of Daoist Ye's attack on him, because he had already seen through Daoist Ye's strength, which was comparable to the eighth level of the Golden Wonderland.

Ye Wushuang wouldn't be able to kill him if he did.

Ye Wushuang was embarrassed for a moment, sighed and said: "Actually, it is really helpless to ask fellow Taoist to come over."

"I used to have an apprentice with a pretty good talent, but he took a fancy to it and mistook the Holy Maiden of the Martial God Palace for an ordinary woman, and almost defiled her!"

"The saint was furious and killed him with a single palm. This matter caused a lot of trouble and insulted the reputation of my Wuchen Taoist temple. And since I don't have an apprentice, I won't be able to let the next apprentice participate in the five-view competition. The consequences will be disastrous."

Chen Ze frowned, and said in surprise, "So, you want me to pretend to be your apprentice?"

Ye Wushuang hurriedly shook his head: "Fellow Daoist misunderstood, in fact, I negotiated with several other Taoist priests, and I can temporarily recruit a foreign aid to participate in the competition."

"There is no benefit in winning, but you have to hand over a lot of control of the Lingtian Secret Realm if you lose, so..."

Chen Ze understood, and asked with a smile, "Then what benefits do I have?"

Ye Wushuang immediately took out a palm-sized disc with four colors.

"This is a third-grade fairy artifact, a four-sacred fairy disk, which can search for the entrance of a secret realm with a radius of a hundred miles."

"As long as fellow daoist can win the top three, this item will be given to fellow daoist."

He didn't dare to talk too much.

In his opinion, although Chen Ze is strong, he is only at the sixth level of the Golden Immortal Realm.

The strongest disciples participating this time are the seventh level of the Golden Immortal Realm. It is enough to get the top three, and I dare not expect extravagantly to be the first.

Chen Ze thought about it.

I have just arrived here, and I am not very familiar with this world.

It would be better to follow Ye Wushuang and take the opportunity to inquire about the news of this world, and also take advantage of this competition to see how their cultivation methods are different from mine.

"Okay, I promise you."

Ye Wushuang was overjoyed: "Fellow Taoist, please follow me."

He took it into Wuchen Taoist Temple.

At this time, the Taoist square was full of people, most of them were disciples practicing in the Taoist temple, and the rest were practitioners from other Taoist temples who came to kick the hall.

"This Ye Wushuang, who promised to arrive in just one stick of incense, made us wait for half an hour!"

"I've heard for a long time that his incompetent apprentice was looking for flowers and flowers everywhere, but this time he actually provoked the Holy Maiden of the Martial God Temple, and was slapped to death directly!"

"It doesn't matter if you're dead. Over the years, the Wuchen Daoist Temple has always been in the top three in the Wuchen Daoist Competition. This time it's our turn."

A group of Taoists talked freely, without paying attention to Wuchen Taoism.

"Everyone, I'm late!"

At this time, Ye Wushuang arrived with Chen Ze.

Everyone instantly locked their eyes on Chen Ze.

"Is this the helper Daoist Ye found?"

"I thought it was some famous disciple, but it turned out to be a casual cultivator."

Ye Wushuang smiled awkwardly: "Although he is a casual cultivator, his strength is not weak."

"he…"

He wanted to say Chen Ze's name, but found that he forgot to ask.

"Haven't you introduced yourself to everyone?"

Chen Ze cupped his hands slightly: "Junior Chen Ze, a casual cultivator."

He didn't say much, so as not to reveal his purpose.

On the way here, Ye Wushuang specially explained to him the method of Taoist cultivation. Although it is temporary, it is better than not knowing anything.

"It's just a casual practice!"

Everyone sighed and shook their heads, not optimistic about Chen Ze at all. Xu Taiqing, Taoist priest of Wuliang Taoist Temple, said with a smile: "Today is the Grand Competition of Five Views, and it's time for young people to show off. We old guys don't take up space."