"Working together? They deserve it, too? " Qiu Mingxuan looked at Gu Fenghua contemptuously and said sarcastically, "today's competition, I'm afraid you don't have a chance to play. You should sell peanuts and melon seeds. Don't miss the time. Such a grand event only happens once in a hundred years. In the future, there won't be such a good business. Ha ha ha."

"Although you don't have a chance to play in today's competition, there are plenty of opportunities to lose face. If you are wise, it may be too late to leave now." Lin said with a sneer.

With that, they walked in front of Gu Fenghua with their heads held high and sat closer to the test bench.

"What does that mean?" Asked the fat man.

"It seems to say that five of them will win in today's competition. It's not our turn to play." Said Lorne, holding his chin.

"It's like saying they're not only going to win, they're going to make us lose face." Ye colorless said very seriously.

"It seems that they are very confident." Gu Fenghua said with a faint smile.

At this time, a bodyguard came to the ninth Prince and quietly handed him something.

The ninth prince opened it and looked at it with a long sigh of relief and a smile on his face.

"Take a look at this first. You have a bottom in your heart." The ninth Prince handed Gu Fenghua a paper label with a list.

Gu Fenghua had a close look. It turned out that it was the biographies of several young elites in Guanghua who were going to take part in the competition, and their accomplishments were clearly written.

"My father has sent people to inquire about their affairs since a few years ago, especially their accomplishments. Today they are finally settled." The ninth Prince explained to Gu Fenghua.

Gu Fenghua knew that Guanghua was determined to win this grand ceremony, but Xinghua would not wait to die. Several years ago, he began to inquire about his opponents. It's only because people's accomplishments are constantly changing, and even the candidates for the ten party ceremony are constantly changing, that they are determined today.

After a close look at the accomplishments of those people, except for one soul saint, all the others are in the realm of Dharma saint, which is equal to their strength.

As a result, Gu Fenghua was relieved. With her strength, it should not be difficult to deal with the soul Saint five. Qiu Mingxuan is so confident that he must have the strength. Even if he can't win all, he won't be defeated. Luo en, Bai pangzi and ye colorless have been inherited by fenglao, and after her training (to be exact, to urge the disabled), their fighting power has greatly increased. This ten party ceremony, They should win, there should be a lot of hope.

Soon, several people finished reading the list and handed it back to the ninth prince, who handed it to Qiu Mingxuan. After reading the list, they are also relaxed, subconsciously looked at Gu Fenghua and others, look more proud.

Over the arena, a low bugle sounded again.

On the other side of the competition platform, nine young men and women strolled and sat down in turn, their eyes like arrows, stabbing at Gu Fenghua and others.

That look, is so indifferent, so heartless, as if it suppressed a hundred years of hatred. Looking at those cold and heartless eyes, Gu Fenghua felt like he saw a long battle field, stained with blood, full of killing knives.

A heavy breath was quietly released from them. Even through a huge test bench, Gu Fenghua felt that the breath around him suddenly became cold and chilling.