Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Wang Yan slowly walked out. The noisy atmosphere didn't affect him but made him calmer.
His heart was like still water, tranquil and without any ripples, like a vast ocean that flowed slowly and tranquilly, without a single ripple.
Suddenly, Wang Yan's footsteps paused slightly. In his Divine Soul perception, there were several extremely powerful and terrifying Divine Souls sweeping over.
Although these Divine Thoughts were as fast as lightning and disappeared in a flash, Wang Yan still felt a little familiar from them.
One of the Divine Thoughts was vast and powerful. It was undoubtedly Bai Yiyuan.
"Do you want to fight?"
Wang Yan's lips curled up as he snorted coldly. Then, he suddenly exerted force with his legs, and his figure instantly turned illusory.
Like a dragon piercing through the clouds, he ran swiftly and disappeared without a trace.
Countless people clicked their tongues in wonder and exclaimed repeatedly when they saw this.
Because Wang Yan's feet didn't release any astral power. It seemed that he was using his physical strength to display the mysterious footwork.
In fact, it was just a variation derived from Wang Yan's Swimming Footwork to a certain extent.
If he used it to the extreme, he could blend into the void and teleport for a short time without using astral power. It was extremely mysterious.
This was also the magical effect of the Swimming Footwork that Wang Yan discovered as his cultivation continued to break through.
After a few steps, Wang Yan was in the Small World Space, waiting for his opponent to appear.
One second, two seconds.
Three or four seconds passed, but no one came out.
In an instant, there was a commotion on the scene and many people whispered to each other.
Some said that the opponent was frightened by Wang Yan's "Killing Star" name and didn't dare to show up to fight.
Some people even said that the strength shown by Wang Yan was so abnormal that the opponent was unwilling to fight.
After all, once he was crushed by Wang Yan in an instant, not only would he be defeated, he would also lose face.
Those who could come to participate in the Tianjiao Convention were either talented or reputable figures. Who would be willing to lose face on such an occasion?
"Contestant number 26, if you don't go on stage, you will be considered to have given up!"
Right at this moment, Bai Yiyuan shouted coldly, and it was like a thunderclap exploding in the clear sky.
In an instant, a figure wobbled through the air and flew into the Small Heaven and Earth.
"That … Fellow Daoist Wang, I know I'm no match for you, so I'm willing to admit defeat."
Admit defeat?
Wang Yan was stunned for a while. The fluctuation emitted from this person's body was not weak. He should be at the high level of the Star Tempering Realm. Why didn't he fight?
Was his reputation really that useful?
Or was there more to it than meets the eye?
As Wang Yan's imagination ran wild, this person flew straight out of the Small Heaven and Earth space, attracting countless curses and scornful gazes.
Suddenly, a lustrous brilliance descended from the sky and enveloped Wang Yan. After that, it abruptly converged and condensed into a white jade token with the number 26 written on it.
"Contestant No. 27, enter the arena …"
After Wang Yan's farce, countless people's high spirits were once again dampened.
The atmosphere was no longer hot, and the noise was gone forever.
Until the end of the finals, the depressed atmosphere finally improved.
"There are countless participants in the Convention of Talents. The 50 of you can stand out from them, which is enough to prove that you are extraordinary."
"Next is the last battle of the Convention of Talents, the ranking battle of Talents."
"The time limit is 30 minutes, and the ranking will be determined by the number of eliminated opponents."
Looking at the white clouds in the sky dissipating under the thunderous roar, Wang Yan shrugged and had no feeling about the Convention of Talents.
To put it bluntly, the so-called Convention of Talents was to screen out the best and strongest people through layers of elimination to compete.
There weren't any eye-catching rules or systems, nor was there anything attractive about it.
If he hadn't given a hard task at present, Wang Yan would have turned around and left at this time.
"In an hour, the ranking battle will officially start."
"Once again, let me remind everyone that you can do your best to advance bravely against the torrent and strive for a good ranking."
"Because the winner of the Convention of Talents can enter the Forbidden Palace, meet the Great Emperor of Jin Ling, and make a request to the Great Emperor."
In an instant, the scene was in an uproar. Countless people exclaimed and cast undisguised jealous and envious eyes to the 50 people, including Wang Yan.
For the Dongzhou Continent, the Great Emperor of Jin Ling was like the blazing sun that shone on the five continents and the bright moon hanging above the ninth heaven.
He was the most powerful man in the entire Dongzhou Continent, standing at the top of the pyramid, unreachable.
Countless people couldn't see the Great Emperor of Jin Ling in their lifetime, let alone make a request to him.
Only Wang Yan was not affected. He was secretly puzzled. Looking at the reaction of others, he knew that they didn't know the reward of the first place in the Convention of Talents.
The reward of each Convention of Talents was different, but how did Wang Yuesheng know all this?
An hour passed quietly. With the sound of Bai Yiyuan, everyone shot out at the same time, as fast as lightning.
Wang Yan hesitated a little, and then he stepped on the ground with one foot. His whole body shot out like an arrow leaving the bow, instantly pulling away from everyone and firmly occupying the first place.
But right at this moment, a swift and fierce sound of wind being torn apart resounded abruptly. It was sharp and ear piercing, and it vanished in the blink of an eye.
"Interesting."
Wang Yan, however, curled his lips into a smile. His eyes were as cold as ice, because the culprit of the wind-breaking sound was an inconspicuous strand of star power, which was shooting at him from an extremely tricky angle!
Although the speed was amazing, it almost came behind Wang Yan at the moment when he noticed it.
None of the people present were ordinary people, so they could naturally see it, not to mention Bai Yiyuan, who was the host.
But surprisingly, no one made a sound or stopped it, as if they acquiesced to it.
Thinking quickly, Wang Yan's right hand suddenly grabbed at the sharp and unparalleled star force!
In an instant, the star force collided with his palm, and the space rippled, but it calmed down before it completely spread.
There was no other reason other than the fact that the stellar force actually disappeared the moment it came into contact with Wang Yan's palm!
It was as if it had been quietly absorbed, and not even a trace of the aftermath rippled out!
"Thank you."
Wang Yan smiled, and under his right sleeve, the dark cyan Sky Burial Divine Tattoo slowly calmed down and no longer wriggled.
The pure star force attack was undoubtedly a great supplement for Wang Yan. As long as it did not exceed the maximum absorption limit of the Sky Burial Divine Tattoo, no matter how much it was, he would absorb it for his own use.
In the next instant, Wang Yan flew into the small world's space. The remaining forty-nine people swarmed over without distinguishing one from the other.
"Everyone, don't hold back. Kill this person with all your strength!"
With a slightly abrupt and cold shout, the air suddenly condensed, as if it was filled with lead and weighed more than ten thousand kilograms.
Wang Yan was instantly stunned, and then his pupils constricted slightly.
Within Chen Xi's line of sight, forty-nine attacks that possessed terrifying might rumbled towards him from all directions, and they carried the might to obliterate the heavens and the earth!
(End of this chapter)