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 slots by challenging elite

for the challenge are

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

other elite students seemed to have found an

said, "That's

slots

participate in the next

was

academies wanted to recruit

had been instructed by the academies' administrators to do whatever it took

they be Ye

obtained second place on the Doomsday Battlefield's Grand

the reason he stopped at second place was that he wasn't interested in challenging Zhan Wuya, who was

Doomsday Battlefield was to defeat Jing Jiaren

fought with Zhan Wuya, who was more powerful

was a

they felt that they were also top students of

there was still a distance between a top student and

Qingyang, they thought that they would be unable to complete the mission assigned to

admitting defeat directly would

the excuse that the 100 slots were full to reject

gaze lingered on the

the list of hundred people clearly,

his right hand, he stared at the group of elite

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