Great Lord: Buddha has mercy on us, evil spirits please stay away

Chapter 170 They are just little geniuses in the Supreme Realm (Part )
At the registration point for the Ice Spirit Clan's Martial Arts Competition, the supreme geniuses from all the superpowers lined up in dozens of long queues, and a crowd of spectators blocked the outer perimeter, making it impossible to get through and the atmosphere was deafening.

A group of know-it-all passers-by gave fierce comments and advice to each genius who made a stunning appearance.

"Look everyone, isn't that ninth-rank perfect supreme being Su Xian, the Poison Master of the Spirit Insect Tribe? He is one of the strongest candidates for the young leader of the Spirit Insect Tribe. I didn't expect that even he would come."

A young reporter from the Tianji Pavilion recognized a heavyweight figure, exclaimed, and collected materials.

He knew that many of these people were knowledgeable people who liked to show off, and it would be much easier and simpler to listen to them than to ask himself.

The Poison Master Su Xian had abnormally white skin, different from the cold and chilly people of the Ice Spirit Clan. His skin had a pale and eerie feeling, and even his smile was intimidating. Almost everyone who was swept by his gaze felt a chill on their back. He had an emerald green jade flute on his waist, which was crystal clear.

"Oh my goodness, it's really him. It is said that he has been living with poisonous insects, snakes and ants since he was young, and his physique is different from that of ordinary people. With this talent, he has transformed himself into a terrifying poisonous man, and there are rivals in the same realm. With one move, he can create a poisonous fog that covers the sky."

The third elder of the Fire Spirit Clan, who had lined up with Zhu Yan, spoke up and revealed some information about Su Xian.

"Not only that, I heard that he has raised many poisonous insects, and two of them are his life-long poisonous insects that he has nurtured since childhood. They have grown up with him and their strength is almost as strong as his. If you want to fight him, you must be prepared to fight one against three!"

An Earth Supreme from the Ice Spirit Clan was not willing to be outdone and followed suit with the scientific explanation.

This is the territory of their Ice Spirit Clan. If they can't even brag as well as other super powers, then there's no point for them to stay here.

"Hey, there's also that green-haired young man. He seems to be one of the candidates for the young leader of the Wind Spirit Clan, Liu Qingfeng! He killed two ninth-grade perfect supreme beings half a year ago. His record is impressive!"

The young reporter followed the same method and pointed out another conspicuous person, a young man with green hair who walked with graceful steps and his feet off the ground. He looked quite cool as he was slightly suspended in the air.

"I know this guy. He has cultivated the Wind God Dharmakaya, which ranks 32nd on the Ninety-Nine Supreme Dharmakaya List. He has also cultivated a great magical power, the Small Wind Calling Technique, which is incredibly fast."

The Ice Spirit Clan's supreme leader spoke again and introduced them to everyone.

"Small Wind Calling Technique? Is it the Small Wind Calling Technique derived from the Thirty-Six Great Magical Powers of Great Wind Calling Technique?"

A young man in white clothes and with a feather fan, who had been listening to the excitement for a while and was about to step forward to sign up, stopped and turned around to ask for advice.

"Yes, the ancestors of the Wind Spirit Clan were also wealthy. In ancient times, the chief of the Wind Spirit Clan, Old Man Tianfeng, was a well-known figure among the Saint-grade Supreme Heavenly Beings. He was a man of great power, and his wind skills were so exquisite that he could hardly be matched by any of the Saint-grade late-stage Supreme Heavenly Beings."

The Ice Spirit Clan's supreme leader's words were full of praise, and he was very impressed by the speed of the old man Tianfeng.

"Unfortunately, after the ancient war broke out, the old man Tianfeng also failed to escape the fate of falling. The Wind Spirit Clan suffered, and part of the Great Wind Calling Technique was lost. The Great Wind Calling Technique that was completed by later generations can only be regarded as an ordinary peerless magical power, which is far inferior to the past. The Wind Spirit Clan today is no longer as strong as it used to be."

The third elder of the Yanling tribe sighed and revealed the current situation of the Fengling tribe.

"After all, their ancestors were glorious. They are better than some races whose ancestors don't even have a Holy Heavenly Supreme." The Ice Spirit Clan's Earth Supreme was not impressed by the third elder of the Flame Spirit Clan and made a sarcastic remark.

"Humph! You make it sound like your Ice Spirit Clan is so powerful, but isn't it because you've been able to thrive thanks to... that peerless powerhouse?"

The third elder of the Yanling clan now dared not even mention the name of the Martial Ancestor, and his words were full of unwillingness.

"That's the ability of our race. We are much stronger than some races that are useless even if we give them a chance!"

The Ice Spirit Clan's Supreme Being did not take it as an offense at all, and looked down upon the three elders of the Flame Spirit Clan with disdain, looking like a smug villain.

Our Bingling Clan did rise up thanks to the great tree of Wujing, but so what? Being a subordinate of Wujing is the greatest honor!
What's the use of backbone and dignity? In front of the new seven Heavenly Supremes and the prosperous situation, they are not worth even a drop of Supreme Spirit Liquid!
“You…you are shameless!!!”

The third elder of the Yanling clan was quite devastated, and in helplessness and rage he accused the other party of being a mean person.

At this moment, he felt deeply regretful. He wanted to travel back hundreds of years and give the clan leader a few slaps. Why regret it when there was nothing to do? ! When the big clans interact with each other, they should have credibility!
Damn it, why doesn’t anyone of Emperor Yan’s two wives want to become the boss of their Yanling tribe?
If Emperor Yan is interested, he, as the third elder, can go back now to contact the righteous men and plan great things together!

The handsome young man in white clothes with feather fan glanced at the elder of the Yanling tribe with disdain, and led the three people behind him to sign up. "Are you four here to sign up for the martial arts competition?"

The Ice Spirit staff member in charge of registration asked as usual, blinking his eyes again and again, and felt that among the four people, except for a young man in black robe who looked honest and simple, the other three women were more stunning than the other. The one in front of him was particularly interesting, and she was even pretending to be a young master.

"Yes, this young master and three friends are here to sign up. This young master is Ying Jing, a first-grade supreme being, and I am a casual cultivator who came here with a few friends to broaden my horizons."

Lin Jing, who was dressed in white and had a slender figure, tapped her feather fan in a pretentious manner and spoke in a serious tone.

Her dressing skills are so poor that anyone can see through her at a glance, but she doesn't think so. She is unsophisticated and confident.

Do you believe that the three of you, the young female supremes who are outstanding in temperament and stronger than each other, are independent cultivators? Why don't you say that you are the daughter of the Martial Ancestor? At least the age is right.

Needless to say, some superpower must have brought some geniuses with special hobbies to have fun. I have seen this kind of thing many times.

The person in charge smiled secretly in his heart and said with a coaxing tone:
"Okay, okay, I got it. Mr. Ying, your information has been registered. Please look at it in this ice mirror to make sure there is no problem with your cultivation."

As he spoke, the registrar stepped aside, a cold light flashed behind him, and Lin Jing's figure appeared in the mirror. The words "First-Rank Supreme Perfection" appeared, and his cultivation level was correct.

Fortunately, it seems that he is not the Earth Supreme who is here to cause trouble.

The responsible personnel put down the heavy stone in their hearts and breathed a sigh of relief. This mirror was bestowed by Lord Martial Ancestor, and it could even reflect the cultivation restrictions of the Immortal Grade Heavenly Supreme. Since he was indeed a First Grade Supreme, there would be no problem.

The matter was settled. Lin Jing took the number plate and walked to the side, waving a feather fan. The honest and simple Xiao Lin came forward and said in a muffled voice:

"My name is Hailin, a ninth-grade perfect supreme being, a casual cultivator."

You know what, you look so silly that you seem like a casual cultivator. You don't show any of the nobleness of a powerful force. It seems that these three playful young ladies are not too perfunctory and know how to find a real one among the fake ones.

The staff nodded, and once again held up the ice mirror that could see through the cultivation level of the Immortal Grade Heavenly Supreme. He passed the test safely and turned out to be a truly incomparable Ninth Grade Perfect Little Supreme.

"I am Ye Qingxuan, a fifth-rank supreme being, a casual cultivator."

Wen Qingxuan, who had dressed up to look more beautiful, strode out with big strides. She exuded a confident temperament and a sharp gleam in her almond-shaped eyes that ordinary people could not look at directly.

"Oh, needless to say, he must be from a powerful force. His temperament is not inferior to the descendants of the Heavenly Supremes in the clan. I just don't know which family he is from. There are quite a few Heavenly Supremes with the surname Ye."

The staff member kept muttering to himself, and showed the ice mirror as a formality. It was a fifth-grade supreme product, genuine.

"My name is Zi Xiao, I am an eighth-grade supreme cultivator and a casual cultivator."

Xiao Xiao, wearing a lavender dress, looked noble and proud, outstanding and extraordinary. The pride in her bright eyes was not concealed at all, telling the other party clearly that I was just pretending to be from a powerful family.

"Weird things happen every year, but this year there are more. Never mind. These things are not my responsibility anyway. Let the adults worry about them."

After confirming that there was no problem with Zi Xiao's eighth-grade supreme cultivation, the staff member who had considerable work experience and knew how to play a deaf and dumb handed her a number plate with "Zi Xiao"'s name on it and sent these young ladies away.

The appearance of the three women attracted the attention of many people who claimed to have extraordinary identities, backgrounds and talents, but for some reason, they all felt that their heads were suddenly hit hard, as if an invisible master had punched them hard.

For a moment, more than 20% of the onlookers and the geniuses in the queue suddenly felt dizzy for unknown reasons. A large number of geniuses, including Liu Qingfeng, fell to the ground, causing a violent commotion at the scene.

After dealing with these blind people, Xiao Lin hummed a tune and left with the three women. His simple and honest appearance made no one associate him with him at all.

They are all just young geniuses in the Supreme Realm. How could they accomplish such a great thing?
(End of this chapter)