"What, are you surprised?"
A gentle voice rang out, but it was unable to calm Wang Yan's shock.
If it were not for the fact that he had read about this person in the Sun Sect's records, he would have never believed that this scholar-like person was actually the person who had shaken up the Eastern Continent.
He was the leader of the three halls, the hall master of the Starfall Hall, Falling Chen!
"I like the sunset because it represents peace and tranquility."
Falling Chen stood with his hands behind his back and gazed towards the east. He watched as the sun rose up from the horizon, sprinkling its light over the five planes generously once again.
He did not give off any presence at all. He seemed like a regular scholar.
People who had never seen Falling Chen before would definitely not connect him to the hall master of the Starfall Hall who had shaken up the Eastern Continent.
"Do you know how the five planes are divided?"
Wang Yan was slightly surprised by the sudden question. "East, west, south, north, and centre are the five planes of the Starsource Continent."
"That's right, but it's not right either."
Wang Yan was in no mood to guess what Falling Chen was trying to say. He had already circulated his dantian to the limit, filling his entire body with star force.
Everyone knew that he had killed the grand elder of the Starfall Hall, Nangong Liuyun, as well as the fourth elder, Wu Qingtian, and the Ten Candidates of Punishment.
Every time he clashed with the Starfall Hall, he had killed countless disciples of the Starfall Hall.
As the hall master, Wang Yan had already guessed most of Falling Chen's intentions for suddenly paying a visit.
Although Wang Yan was confident before this supreme figure who had shaken up the Eastern Continent and had made a name for himself a long time ago, he was also worried.
Just as Wang Yan's thoughts ran wild, Falling Chen's voice rang out once again, leaving him completely shocked.
"The Starsource Continent is divided into five planes. The central plane is the most prosperous. It's rich in resources and dense in star force, giving birth to countless experts."
"As for the other four planes, aside from the north, south, and west, which are close to the central plane, the eastern plane is separated by a vast ocean. It's the poorest plane out of the five."
"But every hundred years, the five provinces will hold a Starsource Grand Martial Competition, and the winner will have the right to occupy any continent."
Wang Yan was rather stunned as he felt shocked inside. He had originally thought that the five planes of the Starsource Continent had been divided since ancient times. He had never thought that something like this would happen.
"For thousands of years, the Eastern Continent has never been in the top three of the Starsource Tournament. It has always been at the bottom. Because of this, there are very few experts in the Eastern Continent."
As he finished speaking, Fallen Dust looked at Wang Yan. That pair of eyes that were as deep as the starry sky seemed to be able to manifest a sea of stars, and it was extremely captivating.
Wang Yan's mind involuntarily trembled when he saw this, and even his rapidly revolving Dantian also stopped.
"Are you nervous?"
"Who wouldn't be nervous when facing the peerless figures of the East Continent?"
Falling Dust warmly smiled and shook his head. "There's no need to be like this. I have no ill intentions towards you."
"I came to find you today just to tell you that the Starsource Grand Martial Competition will begin in three months."
Wang Yan was taken aback, and subconsciously blurted out, "What does this have to do with me?
I'm just a Star Tempering State Martial Cultivator. "
"No, it has a lot to do with you, because I've decided that you will represent the East Continent and participate in this Starsource Grand Martial Competition."
For others, this was undoubtedly a great glory, but for Wang Yan, it was like a disaster.
Representing the East Continent to participate in the Starsource Grand Martial Competition? What kind of joke was this?!
Although he did not know what the rules of the Starsource Grand Martial Competition were, Wang Yan could imagine that it would definitely be a gathering of experts.
After all, those who could participate in this grand martial competition between continents must be the strongest person of each continent.
"Oh, right, I almost forgot to tell you that the rule of the Starsource Grand Martial Competition is that only the young talents of each continent can participate in the competition."
After a brief shock, Wang Yan quickly calmed down. Falling Dust suddenly looking for him was definitely not a rash move. He must have thought it through beforehand.
"I only have one question."
"Speak."
"Why me?"
Falling Dust smiled indifferently, "Because you are the first among the younger generation of the East Continent."
Wang Yan was speechless. Others crowned him with the title of the first among the younger generation of the East Continent just to flatter him. Who knew that Falling Dust would believe this nonsense.
But just as Wang Yan was about to open his mouth to explain, Falling Dust suddenly turned around and floated away.
"With the cultivation of the Star Tempering State, you were able to kill Nangong Liuyun and Wu Qingtian. You have proved your strength to the world."
…
Wang Yan came to the Welcome Palace Square with a heavy heart, only to find that there was already a sea of people.
Soon, someone noticed the existence of Wang Yan, and the bustling atmosphere gradually cooled down.
"I hope the rules of the finals can be changed, otherwise whoever meets this killer will definitely die!"
"Yeah, who knew that he turned out to be Wang Yan, please don't let me meet this pervert."
"If I'm not wrong, the most powerful dark horse in this Convention of Talents is Wang Yan."
"Alas, I have been cultivating hard for decades just to make a name for myself in the Convention of Talents, but I never thought that I would meet such a killer …"
Listening to the discussions of the people around him, Wang Yan was very helpless.
A person's name was like a tree's shadow, and he had no way to stop others from judging him and giving him all kinds of resounding titles.
"The time has come, the finals of the Convention of Talents will officially begin. Before that, I will explain the rules first."
"Although the rules of the finals are still a free-for-all, only 100 people can advance to the finals in the end."
"As for the rules of the finals, only ten people will be left to fight one by one for the ranking."
Bai Yiyuan's voice mixed with Star Power suddenly sounded and spread across the sky, suppressing all the other voices.
The rolling sound waves were like the wrath of the heavens, and it was about to destroy the world.
It crushed through the void, and the rumbling sounds continued for a long time.
Just when everyone was secretly complaining and cursing the rules of the finals, the huge and vast Sumeru Mirror once again appeared above the Welcome Plaza.
"Third Uncle asked me to tell you that you must get a good ranking in the Convention of Talents so that he can recommend you to the Nangong family."
Suddenly, a cold voice fell into Wang Yan's ears.
Nangong Mulin squeezed out of the crowd and came in front of Wang Yan. "Don't let the Nangong family's disciples die for you in vain, and don't let Third Uncle down."
After throwing out these cold words, Nangong Mulin looked up at the sky and didn't speak anymore.
After a few seconds, Wang Yan smiled helplessly.
He suddenly realized that he had been targeted by several superpowers at some point in time.
"What an eventful time …"
Shaking his head, Wang Yan slowly closed his eyes and adjusted his state to the peak, waiting for the finals to arrive.
After a few seconds, as Bai Yiyuan's voice rolled across the sky, everyone instantly rose from the ground and rushed into the sky.
It could be said that they were running away without a trace.
In a short moment, the black torrent disappeared into the Sumeru Mirror, announcing the official start of the finals of the Convention of Talents.
…
Looking at the familiar space, Wang Yan wasn't in a hurry to eliminate his opponent. Instead, he stood there with his hands behind his back, as if waiting for his opponent to come.
(End of this chapter)