The charming widow of the Marquis's mansion: The stable boy carries the flag and raises the dra

"The defensive power of the Di De Sect is indeed well-deserved; these five people couldn't even break through his shield."

"A team leader from the Southern Region sighed softly."

Further away, Yin Jiuyou of the Kunyin Sect walked alone through the dense forest.

His footsteps were so light they were almost silent, and he was shrouded in a faint shadow, approaching the three Western Region cultivators who were resting in the forest like a ghost.

He didn't attack directly, but at the moment when the three were most relaxed, three dark needles shot out from his sleeve at the same time, accurately piercing the back of their necks.

The three of them lost consciousness almost simultaneously, without even having time to utter a cry.

Yin Jiuyou stepped out from the shadows of the trees, bent down and picked up the three flags as casually as if he were picking up a few fallen leaves.

Liu Ruyan, holding up the black umbrella, stood at the edge of the dense forest, watching him from afar, a faint smile playing on her lips.

Ling Feng and Yun Qingge of the Tianlan Sect are known for their speed and agility.

The two, like streaks of blue and white light, moved swiftly through the open area, specifically targeting lone or small groups of contestants.

Yun Qingge moved with the lightness of the wind. As she passed by a cultivator from the Southern Region, she casually took the flag from his waist.

Before the other person could even react to what had happened, Yun Qingge was already dozens of feet away when she turned around again.

The atmosphere on the viewing platform gradually heated up as these scenes unfolded, and the supporters of the four major sects all showed satisfied expressions.

"The four major sects of Heaven, Earth, Qian, and Kun are indeed worthy of their reputation. This year's champion should still come from among them."

An elder from the Western Regions stroked his beard and said.

"It was the same in previous years; the Central Region's foundation was undeniable, while the other regions were ultimately a step behind."

Another leader from the Southern Region echoed this sentiment.

But someone else whispered a different opinion.

"However, those two from the Eastern Region... seem to have some skill as well."

There was a moment of silence after he said that.

Some people waved their hands dismissively.

"Eastern Region? I've never seen anyone who drew the flag-guarding side in the first round survive to the second day. Of their twenty-four people, about ten were eliminated yesterday alone, right? The rest won't last another day or two."

"Even if Wang Long and Ye Niannu are very skilled, they are still just two people. Against the four major sects, they probably wouldn't even last a single move."

"You didn't see the changes in the glowing spots in the Eastern Region on the map yesterday. That Wang Long eliminated quite a few people yesterday using ambush tactics..."

"An ambush? That's just opportunism. Once the four major sects are free to deal with him seriously, how long can he keep up this act?"

Someone scoffed.

Amidst the buzz of discussion outside the arena, on the other side of the battlefield, Wang Long had already met up with Chen Yuanzhi as planned.

Chen Yuanzhi was panting heavily from running, but there was a hint of excitement between his brows.

"Wang Shengzi, three fish have been caught behind us! They're chasing after us!"

Wang Long nodded, signaling him to retreat to a pile of rocks at the edge of the cliff for cover.

A moment later, three figures appeared in the direction of the cliff, and as expected, they were in hot pursuit.

When the three chased to the edge of the cliff, they found that there was no one in front of them.

The leading cultivator had just frowned when he heard a calm voice behind him.

"Gentlemen, is there something you need?"

The three of them turned around abruptly and saw that Wang Long had been standing behind them at some point, and a pale golden light sword was slowly forming in his right hand.

On the viewing platform, someone happened to see this scene. The person who had previously said that Wang Long wouldn't last more than two days was now silent.

His companion beside him narrowed his eyes slightly and whispered.

"This Wang Long... is indeed a bit strange."

Standing in the Eastern Region's observation area, Song Tiange listened to the surrounding discussions and finally gave a faint smile.

Without explaining anything, he simply turned his gaze back to the rapidly moving gray dot on the map.

He had a feeling that with Wang Long and Ye Niannu in this year's competition, Dongyu's performance would be much better than in previous years!

The first night came sooner than expected.

Wang Long stood at the edge of the cliff, watching the three figures being swallowed by the teleportation light and disappear into the air before slowly retracting the light sword in his hand.

Zhou Mingxuan emerged from behind the pile of rocks, dusted himself off, and his excitement hadn't completely faded; a wide smile still lingered on his face.

"Wang Shengzi, I've done a rough calculation, and we've eliminated at least thirty people, right?"

Chen Yuanzhi also came over, squatted down on a low stone and counted on his fingers.

"I lured four waves, Zhou Mingxuan lured three waves, and Wang Shengzi ran into two more waves on his own... In total, there were at least thirty-seven or thirty-eight."

"The main problem is that none of us here have been eliminated!"

Zhou Mingxuan rubbed his hands together, his tone tinged with barely suppressed smugness.

They had never felt so free.

Following Wang Long, he went from being prey to becoming the hunter.

This feeling is indescribable; it's pure bliss from head to toe!

Wang Long said calmly.

"Things might not go so smoothly tomorrow; we can't underestimate them."

The two nodded solemnly, well aware of their own strength.

If it weren't for Wang Long, they would have been eliminated long ago, so naturally they wouldn't dare to underestimate the people from the four major domains.

What they didn't know was that eighteen of the twenty-four people from the Eastern Region had already been eliminated.

The other two were forced to hide and flee, driven to the brink of despair by the people from the four major domains.

While searching for Wang Long's figure, Ye Niannu also chased after the people from the four major domains.

Although so many people were eliminated from the Eastern Region on the first day.

This number is already considered excellent among all the East Region's past performances in the All-Region Selection.

At this moment, the atmosphere in the Eastern Region spectator area was completely different from the oppressive silence of previous years.

Song Tiange stood with his hands behind his back at the edge of the viewing platform, watching the gray dot on the map that was moving rapidly along the edge of the hills. The smile on his lips was even deeper than before.

Beside him, several leaders from sects in the Eastern Region were talking in hushed tones, their voices filled with barely concealed excitement.

"Twenty-four people, and after a day and a half, they eliminated nearly forty people on the other side, leaving six on our side... This was something we wouldn't have dared to imagine before."

"It's all thanks to Wang Long and Ye Niannu. Those two were practically born for this selection competition."

"Especially Wang Long, his ambush tactics turned the tide of a disadvantageous situation."

Song Tiange turned her head slightly and glanced at the team leaders. Her voice was not loud, but it carried a rare hint of approval.

"This year's Eastern Region is indeed different from the past."

His gaze swept past the crowd and landed on the white figure not far away.

Ye Wushuang stood alone at the very front of the viewing platform, his back straight, his cool face appearing exceptionally serene under the light of the jade slip.

Her gaze remained fixed on the light blue dot on the map, as if she were confirming something.

Song Tiange walked over and stood beside her, following her gaze to the point of light that was rapidly moving through the dense forest of the battlefield, and spoke in a low voice.

"Palace Master Ye, the Primordial Holy Palace has produced two promising talents this year."