The spiritual energy has revived, and all the exercises I compiled have been practiced.

Chapter 479: Seven Sons of the Era
Since ancient times, there has been hype in any industry.

The Jiyuan Sect is just hyping things up now.

Not just today.

There is a lot of hype before the game starts.

First, He Xianrong came forward and reached a cooperation with several large companies from the Xianhe civilization to launch a large amount of advertising in the universe.

Kong Ji then came forward in person and went to the organizing committee of the Wanjie Competition.

The so-called Ten Thousand Worlds Competition Organizing Committee is actually formed by dozens of large forces, with the dragon clan being the leader.

Kong Ji and Ao Ang got in touch. The other party was the second prince of the Red Dragon Clan, who had enormous power. With just a few simple words, a promotional advertisement for the Jiyuan Sect appeared on the Wanjie Star.

Some people who don't understand the situation may not be able to see anything, but those who know the real situation know clearly that there is something complicated behind the Jiyuan Sect.

of course.

This is just the beginning.

There are also some methods such as hot spot rankings, creating momentum, hiring internet trolls, and marketing and promotion.

Although the environments of the universe and the earth are different, the core of the techniques are the same.

With a lot of publicity, within a few days, Jiyuan Sect and the Seven Jiyuan Sons became really famous.

Inside the manor.

He Xianrong entered the virtual world of the Ten Thousand Worlds Competition through the intelligent brain.

Kong Ji was also among them.

The two of them strolled in the virtual space.

Walk to a place.

There are many lists in this place arranged in order.

In the two lists of the third level of Dragon Power and the fourth level of Dragon Power, the names of the seven true disciples of Jiyuan Sect can be clearly seen among the top one hundred.

Inside, Fang Han, Wang Chao, Ao Jun, and Ba Ming, all four of them are at the third level of dragon power.

Ao Jun ranked twenty-ninth, Wang Chao thirty-fifth, Ba Ming forty-eighth, and Fang Han fifty-sixth.

Ren Doudou, Han Xiaoli, and Hong Jing were ranked 42nd, 17th, and 22nd respectively on the list of the fourth level of Dragon Power.

"The Seventh Son of the Era, this title is quite good."

He Xianrong looked at the list and frowned slightly: "There are many geniuses in the universe. If we do this, will we become the target of public criticism and attract targeting? When the competition really starts, it will be easy for us to become the target of others. If we rank poorly, we may suffer backlash."

“How can we grow without going through hardships?”

Kong Ji waved his hand: "Being targeted is an excuse for the weak. A true master is not afraid of being targeted. Instead, he must face the challenge head-on and defeat the strong enemy. Only in this way can he truly stand out in the future. If he can't stand such a small thing, he will never be able to grow."

"Having said that, your method this time is still too radical, which is not like your usual style." He Xianrong shook his head: "I know you want to strengthen the Jiyuan Xianzong, but you can't rush it."

"Do not worry."

Kong Ji hugged her and comforted her, "You should have more confidence in the seven of them. Ao Jun is a pure-blooded dragon, the most advanced race in the universe, and has always been the strongest. With his strength, he can't even say he can beat the other brothers, let alone the others."

"You are just confused by the situation. There is no need to worry too much."

The seven major disciples have all followed him on the path of cultivation, and are the best among their peers.

Ao Jun has the most say in this.

If he were among the dragon clan and practiced the dragon clan's skills, he would not be a match for others in the same realm.

He Xianrong thought about it and admitted, "I am indeed confused because of my concern."

"It's good that you've figured it out. Let's go and take a look there."

Kong Ji pointed to the place below the list in front of him. There was a huge arena where people were fighting.

The virtual world of Wanjie Star is a device developed by a digital life race. It can be replicated in the virtual world based on the strength of the user. It can replicate about 70% of the world. The higher the level of cultivation, the lower the replication ratio.

For example, Kong Ji.

As long as he doesn't want to, this virtual world won't be able to capture any information about him, and he will appear just like an ordinary person.

It is because of this characteristic.

Often at the beginning of each Ten Thousand Worlds Competition, contestants from the Dragon Power Realm would compete with others in the virtual world to prove their own strength and to collect information about possible opponents they might encounter later, including some casino handicaps, which would also offer various odds based on the contestants' performance in the virtual world.

"Master, Master Wife."

Under the ring.

Han Xiaoli and others were in the audience, but there was no sign of Fang Han.

"Is it Fang Han's turn?"

"Yes." Han Xiaoli said: "According to your arrangement, the seven of us have been preparing to participate in the competition in the virtual world these days. The next match happens to be between Junior Brother Fang and a man named Li Shaobai from the Taibai Sword Sect."

"Taibai Sword Sect?"

Hearing the name Taibai Sword Sect, Kong Ji thought of the great battle a few years ago.

He was originally planning to wipe out the Taibai Sword Sect, but due to his busy schedule, he neglected this enemy.

"The leader of Taibai Sword Sect seems to be called Li Changfeng, who is at the peak of Cave Heaven Realm. He has been looking for an opportunity to break through to Chaotic Cave Realm in the outside world. I don't know if he has returned. After this Ten Thousand Worlds Competition is over, I will go there."

"This sect still has some merits in swordsmanship."

An idea flashed through Kong Ji's mind, and he planned to completely eliminate Taibai Sword Sect after the game.

"Li Shaobai is the swordsman of Taibai Sword Sect. He is at the third level of Dragon Strength and has superb swordsmanship. He ranks 3145th on the list, and although Junior Brother Fang is ranked 56th, many people still disagree." Han Xiaoli frowned and said, "There are some rumors in the outside world that our Jiyuan Sect is just a remote small sect, and none of the people who came here are masters. The so-called Jiyuan Seven Sons are all exaggerated and have no real strength. Otherwise, this person would not dare to fight Junior Brother Fang."

"It's human nature. They don't understand and naturally don't know the inside story. If it were you, an unknown small sect suddenly appeared, you would have the same idea." Kong Ji waved his hand and smiled, "Don't pay too much attention to what the outside world says. Facts will always prove everything, and the rumors will naturally dissipate at that time."

Just at this time.

The winner on stage has been decided.

Immediately afterwards, Fang Han and Li Shaobai appeared on the stage.

"Fang Han, the Seventh Son of the Epoch?" A white light flew out from between Li Shaobai's eyebrows, circling around him. He looked directly at Fang Han, "Your Seventh Son of the Epoch has gained quite a reputation recently, with a lot of publicity and a lot of advertising. I don't know what big mountain you've relied on."

"Unfortunately, a good blacksmith must have strong tools himself. The Jiyuan Sect was unknown in the past. I have also investigated its information. It is just a newly established small sect. It has some means of publicity and marketing, but I am afraid it does not have much real ability."

"I want to know what expression you will have when you are defeated by me."

"is it?"

Fang Han smiled slightly, not caring about Li Shaobai's words, and just slowly extended an index finger.

"What do you mean?"

Li Shaobai was puzzled.

"I heard that Taibai Sword Sect is famous for its swordsmanship. I wonder if they can take my sword."

Fang Han said this slowly, then raised his hand.

A sharp sword energy suddenly emanated from his fingertips.

The sword flashed and emitted a long, sharp whistle.

Li Shaobai hadn't yet used the sword when a bloody hole appeared between his eyebrows and he fell to the ground with his back to the sky.

(End of this chapter)