Since most of the people living in China are monsters, the territory of the Demon Country is extremely vast, even surpassing the Zhongtian Empire, which is stronger than it. However, since its establishment, the Demon Country has maintained close relations with the Zhongtian Empire, so the two countries do not have any sense of competition in terms of the territory. After all, the living environment of the demon clan is very different from that of the human race, and the Zhongtian Empire does not compete with the Demon Country above the territory.

The size of the territory of the Ang Yan Empire is completely proportional to its strength, ranking third in the mainland. The disciples of the Baihua Sect, including the sect leader, are all stunning beauties. It is said that there are several advanced martial arts techniques that only women can practice, and this is also the reason why the Baihua Sect can become the Ang Yan Empire's National Protection Sect.

"I'm afraid it's difficult to remember this title if you don't think so, right, fog shadow." When I said this, Prince Youquan of the Demon Country raised his head and moved his eyes to the beams and pillars above the corridor.

Following the eyes of Prince Youquan, Yuelang, Hao Wujie and others realized that there was a young man sitting on the beams and pillars of the corridor at some point, with a straw in his mouth and a simple dress on his back, leaning on the corridor pillar, lying straight on his left foot, bent his right foot, holding the back of his head with both hands, looking straight ahead, as if thinking about something.

"I have no objection to this." The young man named Wuying stretched out his right hand from behind his head and took off the straw from his mouth. The young man named Wuying raised his back and lowered his head and said to the bottom: "I'm very close today. I didn't see you come out to make a bubble a few days ago. Why, are you all here to look for me?"

"I think Xiao Ling should be the same as me, but she was curious in her heart. She wanted to see what kind of person she looked like that could attract the attention of Wuying, the second winner of the last competition." Prince Youquan said with some fun.

"Oh, if that's the case, it won't disappoint you." Reeling the straw in your hand again, Wuying hugged the back of her head with both hands and leaned against the pillar behind her back.

Ten years ago, Wuying reached the peak of Wu Kui's advanced level at the age of nineteen. Under the comprehensive factors of luck and strength, he passed the opportunity and finally met Xu Shaojie in the final.

However, in that duel, he had always stood at the top of the same age as the Zhongtian Empire and had challenged several opponents above the level, but he tasted the taste of defeat for the first time. Under Xu Shaojie's fierce offensive and the absolutely powerful martial spirit pressure, he had almost no room for fighting back, and was defeated by Xu Shaojie in just a few seconds.

Since then, Wuying no longer wants to let the Zhongtian Empire cultivate it. He wandered alone between the Zhongtian Empire and even the surrounding countries, and began his own life experience. Over the past ten years, he has also gained many adventures outside and his strength has been greatly improved. However, when he wanted to challenge Xu Shaojie, he could not find Xu Shaojie no matter how he looked for him.

That day, he passed by Qigao Town and happened to meet Ying Ri and fight with the sword city of the Divine Sword Palace. After seeing Ying Ri defeating Jian City, whose cultivation level reached the first level of Wushou, he immediately became very interested in Ying Ri. After inquiring about the inn, he learned that Ying Ri was a contestant in this youth talent show, so after Ying Ri came to Lieyang City, he naturally paid attention to him.

"I have heard that if you can severely damage the Sword City of the Divine Sword Palace with one move, the person in the room will probably be the biggest variable in this youth draft." Ignoring Hao Wujie and others, Xiao Ling of Baihua Sect smiled and turned his head lightly, and asked Yuelang: "This friend of Linghan Kingdom, please introduce your teammates to me and the other three, is it okay?"

The first time he talked to such a peerless beauty like Xiao Ling, and he was the direct disciple of the Hundred Flowers Palace of the Ang Yan Empire. Yuelang couldn't help but his heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and he stammered and replied: "Yes...yes, that I...I'll talk about it."

"Xiao Ling, I didn't expect you to be quite proactive, but I think the person in the room should have noticed the existence of the three of us long ago and has not appeared for a long time. I guess he is not very interested in us..." Prince Youquan, the Demon Country, was a little surprised by Xiao Ling's desire to make friends with him.

"The nameless continent in the future will be the world of our generation, which can be seen from the strength of the contestants of this Youth Draft Conference. Therefore, being able to make more promising people will also have certain benefits for each other." Xiao Ling habitually plucked the flowers in his hand, and smiled.

"I have no objection to this." The fog shadow on the beams and pillars of the corridor once again expressed his catchphrase, expressing his willingness to take this opportunity to get to know the person in the room. "However, I think the one holding the fan is quite annoying, but now I don't want to move much. Can Youquan, please help me?"

"Ha, this is not a helping you, because I think these people are very annoyed."

He stretched out his blue-purple hand and looked forward. Youquan lifted Haowujie in his hand as if he was catching a three-year-old child. Then he swung it back and threw it forward, throwing Haowujie into the gap in the stairs with extreme accuracy.

Hao Wujie, who was thrown out by Youquan, found that he had no idea why he could not mobilize the martial spirit in his body to protect his body. With a thud, he fell heavily on the stairs and rolled all the way to the bottom floor, hitting his nose and swollen face.

Seeing that the master was thrown out, Hao Wujie's followers immediately hurriedly ran towards the stairs, ran downstairs, and all disappeared from Yuelang and the others.

"In this way, the vision will be much cleaner, thank you." Biteping the straw, Wuying's words seemed a little vague at this time.

When Yuelang saw Hao Wujie, who was much higher than him in cultivation, was thrown out by Youquan with one hand, and he was speechless and stood there a little at a loss.

What kind of existence are these guys? In Yuelang's heart, he began to regret coming to participate in the mainland youth talent show. Before these monsters, his strength was simply not enough for them to get stuck. If he really matched, he would only be embarrassed. Is it necessary to compete?

"I thought I could easily win the championship in this conference, but now it seems that there are many difficulties." As the words fell, Ying Ri's door finally opened on its own with a creak, "Three people, please come inside."

The three people with a wide range of knowledge immediately understood that this was the control method of the soul's power without the body, and their interest in the people in the room became stronger.

"Since that's the case, then we won't be arrogant and let you disturb you." Prince Youquan of the Demon Country first stepped into the room, followed by Xiao Ling, and then Wuying jumped down from the beam and pillar and stepped into Yingri's room.

"Yuelang, go and call Tianqing to come together." Ying Ri's voice came again in the room, "It is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to meet these young masters on the mainland."
Chapter completed!