Who would want to?

Who would be willing to accept his challenge?!

That was Ye Qingyang, who had once ranked second on the Doomsday Battlefield's Grand Master Ranking!

No one dared to reply.

"What? The competition isn't over yet, but none of the elite students are willing to come out and fight?" His tone sounded very derisive.

As Yin Rong stared at the sinister-looking young man, she automatically reworded Ye Qingyang's words—

[The competition is not over yet, but none of the elite students are willing to come out to welcome the guest?]

She felt that Ye Qingyang didn't look like an itinerant cultivator who was here to participate in the challenge.

He looked more like a sponsor who was going to visit a KTV.

It was normal for sponsors to look at the hostesses and hosts of the clubhouse with disdain.

Yin Rong was shocked by her own thoughts.

Facing Ye Qingyang's accusation, the elite students looked at each other in dismay.

Finally, a female student braced herself and walked out of the team.

The female cultivator pointed at the huge screen floating in the sky and said, "Ye Qingyang, there are only 5,000 participants in this intercontinental finals.

only 100 people can obtain

the 100 slots for the

his head and looked at the huge screen, she puffed out her chest and

words, the other elite students seemed to have found an excuse to reject Ye

"That's right,

hundred slots

participate in the next term's

was

top academies wanted

do whatever it took

they be Ye Qingyang's

this person surpassed Jing Jiaren and obtained second place on the Doomsday

at second place was that he wasn't interested in challenging Zhan Wuya,

goal in participating in the Doomsday Battlefield was to defeat

really fought with Zhan Wuya, who was more powerful was

front of them was a top-notch powerhouse who could rival

felt that they were also top

a distance between a

couldn't defeat Ye Qingyang, they thought that they would be unable to

admitting defeat directly would embarrass

were full to reject Ye Qingyang's participation was simply

Qingyang's gaze lingered on the huge screen for a

of hundred people clearly, he suddenly

held his sword in his right hand, he stared at the group of elite students below with his arms crossed and

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