As for Tiandou, the person sent by Lu Yu didn't know him. He should be a senior member of the Tiandou Empire, or directly from Wuhun Palace.

To the left of Lu Yu and the others were the seats of the lower four sects.

The number of people on Lu Yu's side was much larger than that on Lu Yu's side. Not only did the sect leader come in person, but there were also some elders and leading figures from the younger generation.

Although everyone knows that these two seats must belong to the Holy Dragon Sect and the Po Zhi Clan, it is still okay to bring young people out to gain some experience.

On the right hand side are representatives of the four single-attribute sects and some forces at the same level as them.

Although the original work described the four single-attribute clans in a miserable manner, except for the upper three sects and the lower four sects, the four single-attribute sects are still very strong.

It is the kind that is less than the superior and more than the inferior.

If it weren't for the suppression by Wuhun Palace and the fact that they had yet to recover from the heavy damage they suffered back then, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that they were the strongest force outside the Seven Sects.

Of course, the two empires and Wuhun Palace do not count.

With a quick glance, Lu Yu's eyes fell directly on Titan.

Because there was no cover up, Tai Tan sensed it immediately and looked over directly.

Meeting his gaze, Lu Yu suddenly showed an evil smile, which made Tai Tan extremely frightened.

Could it be that he already knows?

Thinking of this, Tai Tan's eyes flashed with panic, and he quickly looked away, not daring to look at Lu Yu again.

Seeing this, Lu Yu felt a little bored and turned his attention to Bai He.

The latter was no different from Tai Tan. They both felt a little hairy at the sight of Lu Yu's eyes, but they didn't dare to look directly at him again after just one glance.

Although they don't know Lu Yu's strength, they know what he represents.

Behind Lu Yu, standing was the Wuhun Palace.

Lu Yu had sent someone to warn them back then. Once he knew that they had taken refuge in Tang San, would they be able to reap the benefits?

By then, I'm afraid that before Tang San rises, the two clans will have to burp their butts first.

After waiting for almost half an hour, the emcee finally came on stage.

When the emcee came on stage, the entire venue became quiet, because everyone knew that today's selection would officially begin.

Master of Ceremonies Lang Sheng said: "First of all, welcome all the guests to come to Wuhun City for traveling thousands of miles to participate in the Shangsan Sect Selection Ceremony held by our Wuhun Palace..."

No matter in what world or in what era, the master of ceremonies eats eloquence. This little mouth opens and talks non-stop, leaving the listeners speechless and helpless.

Even Lu Yu is a little confused. What's the point of talking a lot of nonsense?

Some people may say that it is a kind of situation and etiquette, but Lu Yu just wants to say that there is no need for such useless situations and etiquette.

He believes that many people think this way. Wouldn't it be better to jump into the topic directly?

“Next, I’d like to invite the Pope to crown you!”

After talking for a long time, the emcee finally got to the point, and the entire venue suddenly burst into thunderous applause.

I don’t know who invented this hypocritical thing, and even Douluo Continent can’t escape it.

And under the thunderous applause, Bibi Dong's figure leaped up from the front of the Pope's Palace, carrying an unattainable majesty, and landed on the ring.

Looking around, Bibi Dong's eyes swept over the many guests one by one.

Wherever they looked, no one dared to look directly, and everyone unconsciously avoided Bibi Dong's gaze, as if her eyes were poisonous.

After glancing around, Bibi Dong said calmly: "The cultivation of a soul master is a kind of glory. And the pinnacle of this glory is the title."

"Of course, in addition to that, there is the glory of belonging to a group, a family, and a force."

"The upper three sects have always been sects in the soul master world and the collective glory of the ethnic group. They represent the most powerful sect, or family, in the soul master world."

"And now, with the destruction of the Blue Electric Tyrannosaurus Rex family and the Qibao Glazed Sect, this honor has become vacant."

"But glory is glory. What is given to a certain force is called glory. Vacant glory has no meaning."

"So, the purpose of our gathering here today is to select a sect or family that can support this glory."

"Today's selection method is also very simple. There is no fancy rotation system. Whichever sect or family thinks it can do it can send a representative to defend the ring. When no one comes on stage to attack again, then the honor will come naturally.

It belongs to you."

"Okay, without further ado, I announce that the selection ceremony for the last three sects has officially begun."

After saying that, Bibi Dong walked off the ring in a floating figure, came to sit on the throne above Lu Yu and the others.

The master of ceremonies came on stage again, looked at all parties, and said: "Well, now, if you feel that your family or sect has the ability to compete for the position of the three upper sects, you can send representatives to defend the ring."

Everyone's eyes fell on the Holy Dragon Sect and the Po Clan.

They are the only two forces that are qualified to compete for the seats in the upper three sects. They don't even have to compete, and no one has any objections if it is given directly to them.

The reason why other forces come is because the Holy Dragon Sect rises, and a position will be vacant for the next four sects.

That is their goal.

If you can't get into the upper three sects, it's good to be able to get into the lower four sects. It will also be of great benefit to their status and future development.

Tuoba Xi's eyes crossed the ring and landed on Yang Wudi, but he didn't have any intention to fight. Instead, he was a bit humble.

They all belong to Wuhun Palace, it doesn't matter who comes first and who comes last.

Anyway, they are all in the top three sects, their status and honor are the same, and Tuoba Xi doesn’t think he can beat Yang Wudi.

Not only was Yang Wudi's soul power one level higher than his, he also had a hundred thousand year soul ring.

Regarding this hundred thousand year soul ring, when he first heard about it, he was so greedy.

But this can’t be blamed on Wuhundian.

Because he broke through the title secretly in the first place, and by the time Wuhun Palace knew about it, his ninth soul ring had already been obtained.

As for Yang Wudi's 100,000-year-old soul ring, he claimed to the outside world that he had found the soul beast himself and asked the Spirit Hall to help hunt it down.

The only thing to blame is that I am not thick-skinned enough.

Who doesn't know about the Titan ape, but Tuoba Xi has never thought about it.

I dare not even think about it, let alone take any action.

Meeting Tuoba Xi's eyes, Yang Wudi did not show any stage fright and jumped up directly, landing firmly on the ring.

The moment he landed, nine soul rings, yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black and red, rose up from the soles of his feet.

The soul-breaking gun appeared in Yang Wudi's hand, and everyone felt a terrifying and sharp aura instantly sweep across the entire venue.

Those with weaker cultivation levels even felt as if their breathing was about to stop. It wasn't until their elders helped them block Yang Wudi's breath that they regained their composure.

"The Broken Clan, Yang Wudi, a ninety-two-level attack-type titled Douluo, please enlighten me!" Yang Wudi's tone was light and domineering, and no one from all the forces responded.

Looking at the blood-red soul ring, most of the soul masters present showed envy and yearning, especially some young people.

At this moment, they are already imagining whether they can be as powerful as Yang Wudi in the future.

But Tai Tan, Bai He and others looked at Yang Wudi with emotion.

At the beginning, Yang Wudi was no different from them, and he was even the most miserable among the four clans.

But what now?

Now that he has taken refuge in Wuhun Palace, not only has his energy recovered, but Yang Wudi has also broken through to the realm of Titled Douluo, and he also has a hundred thousand year soul ring that everyone envies.

After today, they will be able to transform into one of the three upper sects, and what about them?

Forget it, I won’t mention it anymore, it feels aggrieved to mention it.

This gap is so huge that it is impossible to compare.

But even so, the two of them had no regrets, because Wuhun Palace would be destroyed sooner or later.

As long as the young master grows up, the Wuhun Palace and the three upper sects are all rubbish, and they will naturally have their day.

"Isn't there anyone who wants to challenge on stage?" the emcee asked loudly.

Everyone who heard this was quite speechless.

Challenge? What challenge? Give me a challenge.

The master of ceremonies smiled and said: "In that case, please ask His Majesty the Pope to announce the result!"
Chapter completed!