With the materials in hand, Bai Ye returned to the corner and sat cross-legged, closing his eyes and relaxing.

"Hey, people from Shentian Temple! What are you still doing? Do you want to fight or not? If so, who will come up?"

Seeing that there was no sound from the Shentian Temple for a long time, someone immediately became displeased, and a disciple of the Mengtian Sect shouted out.

"People from the Shentian Temple, are you all gone?" Another person from the Huangyue Sect said with a smile.

"Haha, if you are afraid of the Supreme God's Temple, just surrender and admit defeat!"

"That's right, it's not a big deal if you lose, but don't make fun of your disciple's life anymore."

"You even lost the championship, who among you can compete with Senior Brother Yue? Just admit defeat and stop trying to be brave! We won't laugh at you."

"Anyway, this is the end of your strength. If you continue, your sacrifice will be in vain."

"Why bother struggling to the death? All this has become a certainty. If you continue to struggle, it will only waste everyone's time. Surrender and admit defeat!"

"Ha ha ha ha..."

The disciples of the outer sect said one after another.

All kinds of ridicule, ridicule, and joking voices came over.

The popularity of Shen Tian Temple trembled all over.

"Asshole! Our Shentian Temple will never admit defeat like this! Don't be complacent, it's not over yet! I'll fight you!"

A disciple from the Law Enforcement Hall was so angry that he shouted angrily and wanted to go on stage.

"Zhang Yu! Sit down!"

Wen Xiaoxuan drank it immediately.

"Elder!"

"Everyone sit down, don't you hear me?" Zhang Shenwu also stood up and shouted: "The master of the palace is here, is it your turn to be arrogant?"

The disciple's face changed slightly, and he looked at the Master of the Supreme God's Temple who was sitting at the top with an unwavering expression. He hesitated for a moment, and finally could only grit his teeth and return to his seat angrily.

"So, elder, who should we let go?" At this time, a disciple asked Zhang Shenwu in a deep voice.

Zhang Shenwu said nothing.

The disciples were all disappointed.

Zhang Yu is not allowed to go, and a suitable candidate cannot be selected. It seems that Zhang Shenwu is planning to give up the battle among the clans.

Think about it, it's true.

He even failed in his bid for the title...Who else can take part?

"I don't know if I can fight!"

At this time, Ye Shisheng stood up and said in a deep voice.

"No! You are no match for Yue Hongming, Shisheng, sit down!" Zhong Qi, Wen Xiaoxuan and others shouted urgently.

"Elders, do you have any more suitable candidates?" Ye Shisheng asked.

People were silent.

The disciples all lowered their heads.

However, at this moment, a voice shouted.

"Elder, maybe there is someone else who can give it a try!"

As soon as this was said, everyone looked towards the source of the sound.

Only then did he realize that the person speaking was a disciple of a miscellaneous elder.

That disciple was particularly young and had not been here for a long time to join the sect. Generally speaking, under such circumstances, the miscellaneous elders would not be able to speak, let alone these disciples.

But now I can no longer take into account so many rules.

Zhang Shenwu immediately stared at the disciple and asked in a deep voice: "Who do you think can give it a try?"

However, the disciple did not speak immediately. Instead, he ran out of his seat and rushed towards Bai Ye who was still sitting cross-legged in meditation in the corner. Without any explanation, he knelt down in front of Bai Ye and shouted loudly: "Senior Brother Bai, I implore you to come forward and fight."

,Save the crisis in my God’s Temple!”
Chapter completed!