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Chapter 1147 No One Wants a Quota(2/2)

"What activity?" Chen Yu asked.

"It's the quota to go to the Daewoo Realm."

Chen Yu looked puzzled. As far as he knew, people from the main world only went to Dayu Realm every hundred years and took away several geniuses.

It's only been more than thirty years since the last time.

Chang Yuya continued: "The five major families each sent out the best early stage of Ningxing Realm to fight. Which family ranked last, you will get a quota."

Chen Yu looked weird, and the one with the lowest ranking got a quota?

It seems that things are different from what I think, and this group of teams went to Daewoo Realm for other reasons.

"What's going on?"

Chen Yu asked with some concern.

Only then did Chang Yuya tell the whole story.

The Dayu Realm is now in a period of war. After a long war, the human race and demon race in the Dayu Realm are gradually weak and ask for help from the main world.

Look, the main world forces organized people from some small families to form a volunteer team and teleported to the Daewoo Realm.

This is to go to the battlefield, so naturally no one in the major families is willing to go there. Who will run to the battlefield without any trouble?

So there was this young competition between the five major families.

Which family ranks the last, the quota is his.

Chen Yu's expression became solemn after hearing this.

Before he left, the war had begun for many years. He stayed in the main world for more than 30 years, and the war in the Daewoo Realm was not over yet.

Long-term wars are more conducive to the growth of the blood clan. It may be this reason that the Daewoo Realm began to fall into weakness.

"Let's go and have a look." Chen Yu said.

Afterwards, the four left.

The black-faced young man suddenly got up, his face covered in blood. He didn't say a word, knowing that he was reckless this time, but fortunately Chen Yu didn't cause trouble for him.

However, at this time, two family law enforcement officers arrived and took the black-faced man away.

en route.

The short-haired man asked in a voice transmission: "Sister Yu Ya, does this Chen Keqing have other identities?"

He was not stupid and soon noticed something was wrong.

At the same time, he also remembered some things from decades ago. At that time, the name Chen Yu was indeed very loud.

"That's right."

Chang Yuya replied.

"What is the identity?"

The short-haired man was nervous.

"Maybe a disciple of Tianwu Sect."

When he heard this, the short-haired man's face turned pale, which made another family member confused and greeted him with concern.

"Sister Yu Ya, you're kidding."

The short-haired man asked again.

He actually scolded the disciples of Tianwu Sect just now. His heart was beating wildly, and he felt like he had been walking around the gates of hell.

"I said it might be!"

Chang Yuya emphasized.

"I'm scared to death, Sister Yu Ya, how could the guest minister of our Chang family be a disciple of Tianwu Sect..."

The short-haired man breathed a sigh of relief.

Although he denied Chen Yu's "identity", he did not dare to be rude to Chen Yu anymore. He even took the initiative to please him along the way and said a few words, which surprised the other man.

A few hours later.

The four of them came to the vicinity of Yuling River.

"The five major families like to hold events here."

Chen Yu sighed that the Wushan Martial Arts Association was also here.

Next to Yuling River, there is a huge martial arts competition platform, surrounded by members of the five major families.

The arrival of Chang Yuya and others has attracted widespread attention.

"Chang Yuya, a genius from the Chang family, is a disciple of Tianhe Sect."

"Haha, my Yang family genius is also in Tianhe Sect. I heard that Chang Yuya is not doing well in Tianhe Sect."

A high-rise road of the Yang family.

Suddenly, among the senior management of the Yang family, a middle-aged man in a red robe suddenly stood up, and a scorching fire burst out from his eyes, and murderous intent spread out.

"Elder Yang Yi, what's wrong with you?"

Someone was curious about asking.

The middle-aged man in the red robe ignored it, stared at a tall man next to Chang Yuya, and shouted: "Chen Yu!"

"You killed my disciple Yang Lingjie, and killed so many geniuses of the Yang family. You still have the face to come back!"
Chapter completed!
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