At this moment, all members shook their heads, indicating that they were unaware.

In fact, the time spent on the previous battles for the emperors has not been announced, and only the rankings have been announced. Over time, no one has paid attention to this detail.

Yan Lan also raised her eyebrows and was immediately curious.

She Wusheng smiled and said, "Well, this cabinet will make an exception today and tell you some unknown secrets. Over the past ten thousand years, there have been two thousand emperor-taught competitions, and there are records to check. In the project of "The Nightmare of Thunder Soul," a total of 89 people have entered the ninth level. In other words, every twenty or more years, they will only encounter one person who will step on the ninth level of Thunder Soul."

When everyone heard this, they took a deep breath. From this, they can see that those who can step onto the ninth level of Thunder Soul Nightmare can be called a once-in-a-century genius.

Zu Wusheng continued: "The record that has traces to follow, the shortest time is the eighty-nine breaths."

Everyone was stunned. Eighty-nine breaths were more than 16 breaths than Long Chengzhi's 105 breaths, which was a big gap.

Xie Wusheng said: "This man is a rare animal-taught genius in the country. He has even reached the level of at least taming, but no one knows what level he has reached in the end. But if he still exists in the Lion Kingdom, he must be an important figure. However, even the world is so great that the Lion Kingdom can no longer tolerate such great powers."

When Yan Lan heard this, his heart was filled with emotion. Whenever he heard those peerless and powerful people, he would instinctively develop a sense of yearning and admiration.

Not every talented person can leave a peerless style in the world.

The rest of the people were also gasping for breath, and their minds were obviously trembling.

Long Congzhi also frowned slightly. He didn't expect that he was still so hugely different from the strongest genius in history.

Samuxian looked at the expressions of the crowd with satisfaction and said, "But you don't have to think that Long Congzhi took 105 breaths, so he couldn't get a ranking among the eighty-nine people. Because there were only one of the eighty-nine people who took less than a hundred breaths."

"What? There is only one person!"

"Oh my God, isn't this saying that this person is the senior who took eighty-nine breaths?"

"No wonder that senior was able to become the supreme figure. It turned out that when he was young, his strength was so terrifying."

“…”

The corner of She Wusheng's mouth raised slightly and said, "In addition, the shortest time is 101 breaths, only one person achieved it. Next, it took 103 breaths, and a total of two people achieved it. Further down, it was 104 breaths, and a total of three people achieved it. One of them is your senior, the last time the imperial palace was Mingxian."

Everyone exclaimed again, constantly calculating the status of Gong Mingxian and Long Congzhi in history.

Yan Lan narrowed his eyes and thought to himself: "Ming Ming's leisure foot can rank the fourth person in ten thousand years, and the difference between him and the two above is very small. As for Long Cheng, it is enough to rank the seventh person in ten thousand years. I still don't know whether he has tried his best. This kind of strength and genius are worthy of his name."

She Wusheng looked at Long Congzhi and smiled and said, "So, Long Congzhi is enough to rank among the top ten for the competition for the taming emperors for ten thousand years. In other words, he is a once-in-a-thousand-year beast taming genius. Therefore, it is rare for this alliance to have young talents like Gong Mingxian and Long Congzhi to appear at the same time. I won't say much more about this cabinet, please invite Leng Ningfeng to fight."

Leng Ningfeng's expression was still solemn, and his soul was surging. He immediately turned into a sharp arrow and rushed straight to the first level.

Soon, Leng Ningfeng rushed to the seventh level.

Leng Ningfeng only stayed for one breath and rushed to the eighth level immediately.

When he reached the eighth level, the Leng Ningfeng also felt like a dragon following it, and his body trembled slightly.

However, Leng Ningfeng still looked cold. He adjusted quickly and rushed to the ninth level again.

In the end, Leng Ningfeng stepped onto the ninth level with an incredible degree.

Although everyone had already guessed, they were still shocked.

In addition to being shocked, he couldn't help but become curious about Leng Ningfeng's identity. Why was this genius who was comparable to Long Congzhi, so he was silent before that, and even the members of the state did not know his name.

Yan Lan is also particularly curious about Leng Ningfeng.

After the baptism of Thunder Soul, Leng Ningfeng landed on the ground.

At this time, She Wusheng's eyes were slightly surprised and he kept staring at Leng Ningfeng.

Everyone first looked at Leng Ningfeng, then stared at She Wusheng, hoping that he would announce the time spent by Leng Ningfeng.

After counting breaths, She Wusheng took a deep breath and said aloud: "Leng Ningfeng took 103 breaths, and used one breath less than Gong Mingxian and two breaths less than Long Chengzhi. In ten thousand years, he ranks third."

After Xie Wusheng finished speaking, everyone still felt Xie Wusheng's amazement.

Everyone was even more excited and shocked.

"This year's Emperor's Taming, two people who are comparable to the most genius of history appeared. There is no doubt that the two Emperor's Taming quotas are the two of them."

"The others have no hope at all. It's a crushing victory, and there is no possibility of turning over."

"This year's competition for the emperor training can end early."

“…”

When Tu Jin heard the crowd talking, he completely ignored Yan Lan's existence and immediately said loudly: "You are too arrogant. Don't forget that there is no competition among Yan Lan in Wuzhou. He can also step into the ninth level."

On the sixth floor of the Beast Palace, a brief tranquility appeared.

Then, everyone's eyes turned to Yan Lan, hesitated for a moment, and shook their heads one after another.

"Yan Lan is indeed extraordinary, but it is indeed slightly inferior to Long Congzhi and Leng Ningfeng."

"If Yan Lan is wise, she should give up the battle to train the emperor in this year. When she comes back next time, she will become the train the emperor."

"Yan Lan, abstain from the right, let this battle for the emperor to end early."

"Yes, Yan Lan, we are also doing our best. If you show off your strength and hit the ninth level and your soul is damaged, it will even affect your next battle for the Talking Emperor. It will not be worth the loss!"

"We have recognized your strength, so you should retreat."

“…”

Yan Lan looked at the "good intention" of everyone and smiled slightly. The reason why everyone was not as rude as before was because he really had the qualifications to become the emperor. Even so, he still felt the contempt and indifference in the eyes of many people.

Yan Lan sighed. He didn't care much about the title of Tempting the Emperor, but, as Duan Chi Jinghong said, he had to fight for the name of Tempting the Emperor. The higher he climbed, the greater the power he had.

Yan Lan is now in a hurry to lack support from a huge force, so he cannot retreat humbly no matter what.

Taking a deep breath, Yan Lan smiled and said, "Everyone, I understand your kindness, but since I have come, I will not participate in the competition, wouldn't it be a pity? I think I can compete with those peerless geniuses in history, so I will not choose to abstain. If you were in my situation, I would probably not choose to abstain."

When everyone heard this, they were stunned, with a clear chuckling and disdain appearing in their eyes. (To be continued.)
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