In fact, although the head of Xiucai and the leader of Wu Xiucai can be called elites, they are both very young, except for the children of those big families, many of them are guys who have forgotten about the southeast and northwest after being coaxed. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The reason why the Yan Kingdom is at the bottom of the Seven Kingdoms in the Mayfly War every year is because the only half-saint Guan Canghai is a new saint, and the decline of national strength has led to the gradual reduction of the resources of the Holy House every year, and even the number of elites with each class has decreased dramatically.

Taking the Northern Capital as an example, a hundred years ago, the number of Xiucai students could reach more than 200, but now it is impossible to even reach hundreds.

Further up, the number of higher strata such as Juren, Jinshi, etc., is even smaller, and if you want to increase the number of elites of these strata, you need to have more resources, and the number of places to enter the Holy Courtyard and various places of trial is more.

But in order to do this, there must be enough elite to get out of the bottom position, which is tantamount to a vicious circle.

The reason why Chen Yuanli took out the dragon flag to gather people at the beginning is to put it bluntly, it is very simple to find cannon fodder.

In the battle of mayflies, if the people of every country fight together, this is certainly not the meaning of the saints.

The so-called Seven Masters of the Mayfly emphasize the ability of the individual, rather than fighting as a team! Especially the two strong countries of Qin and Chu among the Seven Kingdoms, there are many holy families, and it is impossible to recruit most people with a dragon banner like the Yan Kingdom.

Chen Yuanli's impassioned words made many people feel as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, and they slowly became excited, and their faces were a little more yearning.

"Okay, if anyone still wants to leave, please take care of yourself! But I'm going to say that in the future, whoever fails Yan Guo will not want to get your help in the same year!" Chen Yuanli said slowly with a sinking face.

This is not a serious statement, and a few people who wanted to break through alone suddenly stopped.

In the blink of an eye, the atmosphere became very quiet, as if everyone had lost their voices.

Zhuang Yichen turned around quietly and walked into the distance. Fang Luo left behind him without the slightest hesitation.

They have seen the strength of Zhuang Yichen's skills, plus he can make war poems like Liangzhou Ci, what is safer than following Zhuang Yichen?

That Chen Yuanli was full of lofty words, but he really thought that others were fools, and he didn't know if he wanted to find a large number of cannon fodder to achieve his status as a mayfly seven masters.

"What are you doing?" Ke Ting saw Zhuang Yichen's actions, his eyelids jumped suddenly, and he roared loudly.

"Time is precious, I don't have time to listen to some nonsense here!" Zhuang Yichen said without looking back, and walked away with Fang Luo in a blink of an eye.

"Yuanli Gongzi, I'm sorry, I also plan to break through by myself, it seems that after years of hard work, what level can I rank among the people in the world!" Seven or eight people left one after another, although Chen Yuanli had a smile on his face, but he hated Zhuang Yichen to the extreme in his heart.

But what he said was in front of him, not only must he not be angry at this time, but he must maintain this good image of a gentleman, otherwise all his previous efforts will be in vain.

After waiting for others to leave one after another, Chen Yuanli began to count the number of people, a total of fifty-three people, which was equivalent to entangled most of the elites of Yan Kingdom.

The rest of those people are either children of the Confucian family or geniuses in the cold family, and basically none of them are mediocre leaders or leaders.

"Gongzi Yuanli, that Zhuang Yichen is bad for us, if we meet it in the middle, do you want to ......" Ke Ting suddenly whispered in Chen Yuanli's ear.

Chen Yuanli hadn't answered yet, but at this time, he heard someone exclaim: "Zhuang Yichen, isn't that the sage Wu Xiucai who is rumored to have made Liangzhou words?"

"Damn!" Chen Yuanli was angry in his heart, gritted his teeth and kept silent! Liangzhou Ci is an extremely excellent war poem, and he has also studied it! If he has evil thoughts about Zhuang Yichen, his own combat power will be weakened by a force in the underworld.

"Ah, he's Zhuang Yichen, but the rumors shouldn't be true, a martial artist is so good at writing, I'm afraid that both Wen Jinshi and Wenshi may not be able to write Liangzhou words like this!" someone said in disbelief, the scene was like an explosion for a while, and it was difficult to control.

"Yuan Li Gongzi, don't worry, if I meet Zhuang Yichen, I will kill him!" Ke Ting was murderous at this time.

He is the son-in-law of a martial arts family, and he has mastered the martial arts of Aozhou, although he can only exert part of his strength, but it will not be difficult to kill Zhuang Yichen, the so-called saint-former martial artist.

Chen Yuanli didn't answer, just nodded imperceptibly, and no one heard the content of their conversation.

Originally, he was not very strong about Zhuang Yichen's killing intentions, after all, anyone who can become the leader of Wu Xiucai can be regarded as a little genius.

But just now, someone shouted that Zhuang Yichen was the author of Liangzhou words, and most of his limelight was suddenly stolen.

In a place like the Land of Mayflies, how could he tolerate the existence of a character like Zhuang Yichen? There can only be one shining point and dazzling light in Yan Guo here and now, and that is him Chen Yuanli.

"Brother Zhuang, where are we going now?" The two had been walking for almost a quarter of an hour, and Fang Luo couldn't help but ask.

"Naturally, it's the entrance to the first heaven of the mayfly!" Zhuang Yichen said with a slight smile.