"Wow wow wow, look, the beauty from the Netherworld Holy Cult actually took out forty-five tokens. Isn't this true? This is the person who gave out the most tokens in this qualifying match.

, now the only disciple of the Yan family who survived the tribulation is the only one left on the field who has not yet taken out his token."

When Roman Moon took out so many tokens in one fell swoop, everyone in the square immediately made a noise again. Beautiful women always attract attention, not to mention that the woman in front of him is not just a vase, but a woman with beauty and strength.

The strong ones coexist.

At this time, everyone in the audience turned their attention to Yan Wubian, who was slowly walking towards the square table.

As he moved forward, Yan Wubian's mind was still thinking about what happened just now.

Yan Wubian never expected that just now, the four fierce men of Tianli did not put the tokens in front of him like other disciples, but gave them to him directly, and the total number of tokens of the four of them was,

But there were as many as twenty-five. This was what shocked Yan Wubian.

Although they understood that the space laws comprehended by the four evil spirits of Tianli allowed them to protect themselves in the trial place, and then they could bring a few more tokens to the Yan family when they came out safely, the four of them gave Yan Wubian a

An unexpected surprise.

Yan Wubian naturally did not expect that although the strength of Tianli's four fierce disciples was at the bottom among the participating disciples, their speed was definitely among the best. It was precisely because of their lightning speed that the four of them specialized in picking up bargains.

Just like Chaoyang Xiaowei robbed Hao Tianran.

Although they didn't get tokens every time, the four of them still got a lot of tokens.

With the tokens given by Tianli's Four Fierce Men and what he himself had, Yan Wubian discovered that his tokens had reached fifty yuan without even realizing it.

It is precisely because of this that he was in such a slight trance just now, and his actions were slower than those of the disciples of other forces, so that after everyone showed their tokens, he could

Kan is about to arrive at the square table.

Yan Wubian walked to the place without hesitation. The storage ring on his finger lit up slightly. After a white light flashed, a crashing sound was heard, and a lot of tokens immediately poured out from the storage ring.

Pour it onto the pile of tokens on the square table.

"There are so many. There are so many tokens on this kid. He will never be less than the woman from the Netherworld Holy Cult just now."

Yan Wubian's move of pouring out all the tokens at once made some people unable to react in time. They counted how many tokens he had in total, but everyone could still guess the approximate number.

At this time, the tokens of all participating disciples had been placed on the square table. At this moment, the leaders of the eight major forces in the square looked at each other, and suddenly, eight powerful spiritual consciousnesses broke through the bodies of these leaders.

He stood out and glanced at the tokens on the square table, obviously trying to identify the authenticity of these tokens and counting the total number of tokens of each force.

With the strength of each person in power, after scanning these tokens with their spiritual consciousness, they have clearly calculated the data of these tokens. In an instant, everyone's faces have different expressions, some are happy, some are worried, some are angry, some are sad,

Others' expressions remained unchanged from beginning to end, as if they already knew the outcome before them.

"Everyone, you should have seen it clearly. If there are no problems, then I will announce the results."

As the powerful people withdrew their spiritual consciousness, Long Hao said slowly with a slight smile.

Facing Long Hao's inquiring gaze, several officials with ugly faces couldn't help but snorted slightly, raised their heads and looked into the sky, remaining silent.

Obviously, these sullen officials must be very dissatisfied with the results of this qualifying match.

"Haha, Brother Long, it's getting late, you'd better announce the rankings as soon as possible."

Compared to others, Yan Xuanzhong had a smile on his face at this moment. From his slightly joyful tone, it was not difficult to see that he should be quite satisfied with the Yan family's achievements this time.

Seeing that everyone seemed to have no objections, Long Hao couldn't help but raise his head and look around, his eyes slowly sweeping away from the auditorium. As his eyes swept across, the originally noisy auditorium suddenly became quiet.

"Now I announce the final result of this qualifying competition. The first place is...Long Family!"

After coughing twice, Long Hao's voice suddenly sounded in everyone's ears.

"I knew it would be like this!"

As soon as the first place result came out, although there were thunderous cheers in the square, from the expressions on everyone's faces, it can be seen that no one was surprised by this result.

"Second place..., Netherworld Holy Cult!"

Long Hao's voice paused. When he blurted out the words "Netherworld Holy Cult", the square immediately became quiet. Everyone looked at the location of the disciples of the Netherworld Holy Cult. Then, there were all kinds of exclamations.

The sound immediately came from everyone's mouths.

"How is it possible? The Netherworld Holy Sect is actually in second place. Last time they were only in fourth place. Unexpectedly, this time they actually squeezed out Dan Pavilion and Qi Sect."

"Okay, the ranking has finally changed. After watching a few times, the top three have not changed again. This time, there is really a dark horse."

Compared with everyone's surprise, Yan Wubian didn't feel any surprise in his heart at this time. In the trial area, he realized that the disciples of the Netherworld Holy Sect participating in the competition this time were all very strong, and those in the spirit-melting realm

As far as he knew, there were several disciples, so it was not surprising to have such a ranking.

"Third place, Dan Pavilion!"

"Fourth place, Qi Zong!"

There were no surprises in the rankings announced by Long Hao next, and they were obviously in line with everyone's guessed rankings.

"Fifth place, Yan family!"

As soon as Long Hao's voice fell, everyone in the square once again looked shocked. They seemed to be in disbelief that the Yan family, which had always been ranked last, suddenly rose to fifth place.

Soon, countless rays of spiritual consciousness rose up from all around, shooting towards the tokens in the middle of the square.

Facing this scene, the powerful men of the major forces had no intention of blocking it and allowed everyone's consciousness to freely observe the results of the ranking match.

"Fifth, the Yan family is really fifth. It seems that the Yan family is really going to rise again."

"Well, you're right. The scary guy who survived the tribulation just now will definitely become the leader of the Yan family in the future."

As long as they think of the terrifying thunder tribulation that Yan Wubian endured just now, everyone present still has a lingering feeling of fear. Everyone knows that as long as Yan Wubian exists, the rise of the Yan family will never be just talk.

This time, the results of the ranking of the eight major forces showed that, except for the Long family, which was still number one, the Netherworld Holy Cult improved by two places, and the Yan family improved by three places. The rankings of the other forces did not change much, but all declined.

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Chapter completed!