......

The great competition of power is placed in the bronze Imperial Capital of the Imperial Palace, the huge battlefield, but it is the intersection of the five imperial city avenues, so those who want to watch this competition only need to walk to the end along any of the imperial city avenues, and they can see this prosperous duel between the dragon herder and the gods and mortals!

The Imperial City Avenue of the Imperial City of Shuidi Lake is actually on this prosperous road outside the Zhumen Gate.

Zhu Minglang originally wanted to fly directly into the Imperial Capital Yang City on the Shenmu Qing Holy Dragon, but considering that the Imperial Capital Yang City was not the territory of his own Zhu Gate, he was not allowed to fly the dragon.

It's still early, and Aunt Bai Xin asked people to prepare a luxurious carriage for Zhu Minglang and Nan Lingsha, so that they can go slowly, and by the way, they can take a look at the prosperity of the Shuidi Imperial City and the Central Imperial City.

Slowly arrived at the central imperial city, the ground was paved with bronze boulders, these boulders were neatly cut, polished smooth, and the sun shone on them, like gold and copper in a place.

"Lots of people. Seeing that there was already a bit of congestion on such a wide road, Nan Lingsha said softly.

"Let's walk over, the carriage doesn't know when it will arrive. Zhu Minglang said.

"Hmm. ”

The power contest is carried out in a very open way, the five imperial city avenues, as long as you feel that you can, even if you can walk in the brass battlefield, as long as you can hold out until the specified time, you will be considered selected.

Therefore, there is no such thing as signing up in advance, even if you are not a member of the force, you can enter the battlefield, and when you can hold out for several rounds in a row, there will naturally be forces that will want you.

When Zhu Minglang and Nan Lingsha arrived at this brass battlefield, the surrounding people were already full of voices, as if they were celebrating some kind of festival.

As for those restaurants that are opened around the brass battlefield and have an excellent view, the business is even more prosperous, and for some people, it is also an ultimate enjoyment to sit in the restaurant and drink while enjoying the chaotic competition in the bronze battlefield.

Therefore, some prestigious people in these restaurants, they set up a gambling game to sit in the village, and before the big competition began, they selected the number of disciples who participated in the competition, and every time they survived one more round, they were considered to have won.

......

Zhu Minglang and Nan Lingsha walked towards the brass battlefield, and Qin Yang had already arranged seats for them where they could not crowd with the crowd.

The Brass Battlefield is an epic gladiatorial arena left over from the reign of the Holy See, large enough to accommodate nearly 10,000 people to train together.

There is no wall around the battlefield, only the moon-shaped pond river, which separates the crowded city streets.

Therefore, as long as the people in the imperial capital come early, they can occupy a good position on the other side of the Chihe River and directly watch the thrilling battle in the brass battlefield.

Similarly, the restaurants built around the outside of the brass battlefield have a better view.

To put it bluntly, anyone can come and see, and they don't even charge tickets, just come early and don't be squeezed to the back of the crowd.

And on the water surface of the Moon Arc Pond River, there are also some white stone pavilion seats, which are prepared for some distinguished people of the major forces.

Zhu Minglang and Nan Lingsha were in one of the water pavilions at this time, and water grapes, big cold melons, fragrant peanuts were already placed on the table, as well as some wine and melon juice bought from the restaurant.

If you want to talk about luxury, in fact, there are not many silver taels at all, just look back, see the street outside the Chihe River crowded with people, crowded and noisy, against the scorching sun, you will feel that this water few people exclusive to the pavilion is extremely noble, after all, even some wealthy businessmen, also have to go to the restaurant in advance to book a location.

"Let's wish the door, is anyone here today?" Zhu Minglang asked Qin Yanglai.

"Hui Gongzi, our Zhumen is mainly based on casting arts, and we are not so good at fighting and killing compared with other forces, so we Zhumen does not plan to compete for any ranking in this competition. Qin Yang explained.

"Is it so Buddhist?"

"But in order to avoid some forces being overcrowded, they are too grouped in this group of heroes, and only one to three of the children of a force are allowed to enter at the same time. Qin Yang said.

"The rules seem to be group fights. Nan Lingsha pointed to the stone bridges, and there were already people in the stone bridges who had stepped into the brass battlefield one after another, and had chosen a position that was advantageous to him in advance.

"Yes, there will be a hundred people in each round, and either the time is up and those who are still standing on the field will be able to advance to the next round, or there will only be the last ten left. Qin Yang nodded.

A hundred people beat each other!

It turns out that the power ratio is so exciting, and I thought it was the kind of rigid one-on-one ring!

This way, I wish Minglang to like it.

Glancing at Nan Lingsha again, there seemed to be some luster in her eyes.

"After those marginal forces enter the venue, Childe and Miss Nan can go in. Qin Yang held two waist cards in his hands and handed them to Zhu Minglang and Nan Lingsha.

"Fifty-five, and fifty-six?"

"Start immediately, Childe and Miss be careful, after starting, don't make too many enemies, try to choose some opponents who look weaker, and eliminate them first. Qin Yang said.

"How many rounds is Hao Shaocong?" asked Zhu Minglang.

"In the third round, it is already the battlefield of the strongest among the forces. Qin Yang said.

Zhu Minglang took a handful of grapes and began to walk towards the brass battlefield.

Nan Lingsha also slowly stepped into the venue that was still filled with the bloody smell of the previous battle.

It's just that Zhu Minglang and Nan Lingsha don't mean to be together.

They went to different sides.

......

"These two people came out of the pavilion, and they should also be the children of the big forces, why didn't anyone inform them in advance, buy their number, you must have made a profit!"

"It seems to be a person who wishes for the door, haven't you heard that a few days ago, there was a boy from the door who died inside. ”

"I was there that day, that kid was a dragon herder, the dragon was killed, and the people were gnawed so badly, it is estimated that he was carried back to Zhumen, and his father and mother didn't recognize it. ”

"Zhumen is good at casting, I haven't heard of any special dragon herders and gods, and I don't know who will be on the battlefield. ”

People are already talking about it.

There are some people who are extremely enthusiastic about this kind of fighting feast, and they can even name the names and backgrounds of most of the children who enter.

It's Zhu Minglang and Nan Lingsha......

It is unfamiliar to many people.

......

"A group of scattered people also want to fight for fame in this kind of place, don't even save their lives in the end. At this time, a young man wearing a black straw hat said.

The young man in the black straw hat was less than twenty meters away from Zhu Minglang, and he seemed to be relatively late to enter the field.

Generally speaking, those who enter the market will keep a safe distance from their opponents at the first time to avoid being attacked by multiple people.

But the young man in the black straw hat didn't care at all, as if no one on this battlefield could get into his eyes.

And he can stand wherever he wants.

"Hey, the ...... who eats grapes," the young man in the black straw hat glanced at Zhu Minglang and said.

Zhu Minglang threw the grapes into the air, and the little white on his shoulder quickly raised his claws, and saw the wind-like claw force across the big crystal grapes.

The grapes peeled in mid-air, revealing their plump, white flesh.

Then it fell accurately into Zhu Minglang's mouth.

"What?" asked Zhu Minglang as he chewed the flesh and tilted his head.

"If you don't get away now, you won't have a chance in a while. The young man in the black straw hat said arrogantly.