This square is different from the square of yesterday's bloody battle guard assessment, here there are trees on both sides, the branches are luxuriant, and the ground is all paved with high-grade stone slabs, which looks atmospheric and noble. Standing on this square, people already feel relaxed and happy, and if they look at the Five Veins Palace in front of them, it is even more immense.

However, this is not an uncommon thing, if even the world-famous big sects, the core building of the Blood Battle Gate cannot bring people special momentum, it is also a great failure.

Therefore, sometimes luxury is not wasteful, but worthy of the name.

At this moment, thousands of people gathered in the square in front of the Five Veins Palace, which did not seem small at all. More than 20 rings have been set up in the square, which are being used for today's military competition. Among them, the ring closest to the Five Veins Palace was the largest, and as you can imagine, it was a special ring for the captain of the guard.

Yang Xiao and the other five first-class blood battles stood in front of this ring, listening to the speech of the general person in charge of the event.

The head of the chief stood on the stairs, and on both sides stood samurai in armor, these samurai were all full of serious faces, cold eyes, just standing there, they could faintly feel the murderous aura emanating from them, it can be seen that this is a group of ruthless sect minions, and the lives on their hands are countless. And their duty today is ostensibly to carry out the security work of the competition, but in fact, they are guarding this staircase to separate the contestants from the Five Veins Palace, and protect the high-ranking sect leaders who are sitting in front of the palace and watching the competition.

Will there be other plotters who hide their strength in the competition, and take the opportunity of the competition to assassinate important people of the sect? After all, not long ago, they had sent people to infiltrate the Daode Sect to assassinate the elders of the Daode Sect. It's just that the person was accidentally arrested, and the Daode Sect only sent a piece of that person's belongings to the Blood Battle Gate, but never saw that person return to the Blood Battle Gate.

The struggle between the various forces is not only a big war on the surface, but also an endless stream of open and secret wars.

At the top of the stairs, that is, on the flat ground in front of the gate of the Five Veins Palace, there is a five-zhang long sandalwood table. Hong Tai, the master of the Blood Battle Gate, was sitting in the center behind the long table. This man's demeanor is calm, his eyes are gentle, and his easy-going appearance makes him not look like a commander in charge of the life and death of hundreds of thousands of people, but a leisurely and happy idle job. He held two longevity balls and looked condescendingly at the square below. On the right there are several ladies, and on the left there are three chairs, but there is no one in the chairs.

Hong Tai just tilted his head slightly, and suddenly an old slave came over behind him.

"Where's Song'er, this game is about to start, why hasn't he come yet?" asked Hongtai as he looked at the three empty chairs, his voice thick.

The old slave bowed his body and said in a low voice, "I'm afraid it's coming." ”

Hong Tai's brows furrowed, and he was a little angry: "I'm afraid it's coming, will I wait until the game is over?" He is a dignified young master, I am here today, but he let three seats be vacated here, what kind of system!"

The old slave didn't squeak, he knew that it would only be boring to talk to him at this time, so he let Hong Tai get angry. Since he had followed his master for more than 30 years, he had a great understanding of his temper. Hong Song's matter has always been a scar in Hong Tai's heart, and Hong Tai also clearly knows that his eldest son Hong Song is a fool, but he is just unconvinced, and he still treats Hong Song according to the standards of a normal person. For example, today, Hong Song is a fool who can't even think about many normal things, so how can he understand that he must be there today? But Hong Tai still taught him this way, obviously not treating him as a fool, and this is also a kind of self-deception.

Even the dignified Hongtai has to deceive himself, it is true that every family has a scripture that is difficult to read, and the noble status is no exception to the sect master of the Blood Battle Sect.

Seeing that Hong Tai's scolding was gradually subdued, Gao Slave continued: "Door Master, yesterday was the big day of the Young Sect Master, and I am afraid that I am tired, so I will not arrive today. ”

In Gao Nu's words, Hong Tai's anger suddenly disappeared, his eyes lit up, and he said with relief: "Yes! I didn't expect that Song'er would take a concubine yesterday! Hahaha, if this kid is really serious, he won't come today, it's a trivial matter in comparison." ”

"That's exactly what the door master said. The old slave still has to congratulate the master of the door and add a grandson as soon as possible!"

"After all these years, I just like to hear you. Listening to you is like drinking wine!"

Gao Nu nodded hurriedly and said with a smile: "The master of the door is too humble." ”

Just as Hong Tae and Gao Nu were talking, the person in charge of the tournament standing in the ring had already read out the rules of the game.

There are only six people competing for the captain of the guard, so the rules of the game are simple, one guard, one fight, to see who can hold out to the end. When everyone has played in the ring, their strength is also known in the hearts of the referees and the high-level guards who watched the battle. In the end, the winner who stood in the ring naturally won the position of Captain of the Guard, and the two places for the Captain of the Guard were determined by the performance of the referees and the sect's top brass when they competed against the contestants.

After saying the rules, the person in charge stepped out of the ring and announced the start of the game.

The first-class bloody battle 'Ming Yang' was the first to jump into the ring and compete as the first champion. He was less than thirty years old, dressed in white, holding a long sword, walking around the ring, and then standing in the center of the ring in a dashing manner, looking at the five opponents in the audience and the onlookers of the Blood Guard recruits.

After a pause, he said arrogantly: "Who will fight!"

The first champion sounds majestic and easy to get noticed, but on the basis of this game rule, the first champion is not pleased. No matter how strong he is, he has to win five games in a row to have the last laugh and become the last person to stand in the ring, which is quite difficult. Ming Yang stepped into the ring so decisively, which can only show that he either has the strength to destroy the withering and decaying, or he has the confidence to win, or he is stupid.

"I'm coming!"

Bang! The ring shook slightly, and a burly man fell heavily on the ring.

The quick-tempered Iron Black Bull couldn't wait for a long time.

Iron Black Bull stared at a pair of big eyes, and put Ming Yang in his sight as if he was staring at his prey. He held a silver round stick in his hand, and he didn't know whether the material was iron or steel, and a pair of nostrils were "coaxing" out of breath. He is a person who loves to fight to the point of madness, and originally thought that the assessment of the Blood Battle Guard would be a fight, but he didn't know that yesterday he obtained the qualification of the guard commander just by lifting the crown. Just when he felt bored, the person in charge announced the news that he was going to play a competition today, and this competition was a real battle. The news simply made him lose sleep with joy. Thinking of a few happy fights, as well as the scene when he knocked the guy called Yang Xiao and Sharon to the ground, he couldn't help but cry out in his dreams.