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.

people can

the 100 slots for the

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

the other elite students seemed to have found an excuse to reject

said, "That's right, Ye

hundred slots

participate in the

Qingyang was a ghostly

of the top academies wanted to

had been instructed by the academies' administrators to do whatever it took to prevent Ye Qingyang from

could they be Ye Qingyang's

Jing Jiaren and obtained second place on the

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

in participating in the Doomsday Battlefield was to defeat Jing Jiaren and avenge

Wuya, who was more powerful was still a

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

they felt that they were

a distance between a top

thought that they would be unable

admitting defeat directly

were full to reject

gaze lingered on the huge screen for a few

hundred people clearly,

Ye Qingyang held his sword in his right hand, he stared at the group of elite students below with his

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