Chapter 14: The Race Begins

Dawn, like a sharp sword, splits the silent night and ushers in the rising sun. With wisps of golden light blooming in the sky, the emperor's mansion was also in an uproar, and a lively atmosphere shrouded the mansion.

In a corner of the West Garden of the Imperial Mansion, in a neat hut, Emperor Qiyao had just changed his clothes, but there was a gentle knock at the door.

"Qiyao, are you up?"

Listening to a girl's crisp voice, Di Qiyao raised his eyebrows and opened the door quickly.

"Sister Yiluo?"

Outside the door, the girl was long and jade, dressed like snow, black as ink, smooth and gorgeous. The slightly upturned cheeks are delicate and clear, the calm and gentle black eyes overflow with a faint confidence, the sleeves flutter in the wind, and then fall gracefully, beautiful as a fantasy......

Looking at the delicate girl outside the door, Emperor Qiyao was stunned for a moment, and then slowly came back to his senses: "Sister Yiluo, it's early." ”

A ray of sunlight was projected on the young man's face, the skin as delicate as beautiful porcelain, the sculptural facial features, the oblique flying sword eyebrows, and the angular face curve, which was really handsome.

The autumn-like eyes were a little happy, and Di Yiluo also raised his delicate chin lightly, looking at the young man who opened the door.

Nearly half a year of penance, so that Emperor Qiyao got rid of a little childishness, fifteen years old height is already one meter eight, handsome little face, a little more inexplicable charm, long-term extreme training, but also make Emperor Qiyao's body strong and robust, a black shirt on the body, the whole person looks with a natural noble and extraordinary atmosphere.

walked out of the room, closed the door with his backhand, and looked at Di Yiluo, who was staring at him without blinking, Di Qiyao was a little stunned and said, "Sister Yiluo, what's wrong?"

The pretty little face was slightly red, Di Yiluo hurriedly looked away, and then said as if thinking of something: "By the way, let's go, this is the big day of the family's year-end assessment, and my uncle can't get away from entertaining guests in the martial arts arena, let me lead you over." ”

Emperor Qiyao was stunned, no wonder he didn't see his father this morning.

"Let's go!"

The two walked side by side towards the martial arts arena behind the family.

......

When the two of them came to the clan martial arts arena, there were already a lot of children in the clan gathered here, even the old and weak women and children in the clan who did not practice martial arts also gathered.

"Grandpa, they're there. ”

Looking in the direction of Di Yiluo's finger, there was a high platform there, but there were also a lot of people sitting down, and Di Qiyao frowned.

"Our emperor's family is in Xuanwu Town, although it is not a top-level force, but it can be regarded as having some weight, so there are also many friendly forces who come to observe this clan competition. “

Di Yiluo seemed to see Emperor Qiyao's doubts and explained aloud.

"That's it!" Emperor Qiyao said in response, but in his heart he was thoughtful.

"The forces come to observe, naturally is a friendly expression, but what they think in their hearts may not be so simple, how not it is an alternative temptation, the future of a family is created by the younger generation, only the juniors are strong, the future of the family will be naturally strong, and vice versa, today's emperor family, if there is no junior to stand up, play the style of the emperor's family, then you can see in the future, these so-called friendly forces, can not be said to be the most ruthless person who will step on you in the future. ”

Retracting his mind, his eyes swept over this martial arts arena again, he was no stranger to Emperor Qiyao here, he had been humiliated here several times in his previous life, and now he came here again, but his mood has changed a little.

Looking at the high platform again, in the middle seat, there was an old man with crane hair, wearing a long robe, simple embroidery, his eyes were not angry and arrogant, and occasionally flashed a trace of essence, it was the emperor of the emperor family, the great master of the nine realms of Tianxuan Martial Star!

A middle-aged man sat on each side of Emperor Zhantian, and the man on the left hand side, with a medium build, slightly raised shoulders and arms, was enough to prove that this person's muscles and bones must be extremely polished. A square face, under the broad thick eyebrows, flashed a pair of shrewd, deep eyes. This person is Emperor Qiyao's second uncle, Emperor Haotian, Tianxuan Wuxing Eight Realms, and his cultivation is second only to the head of the family in the emperor's family.

The middle-aged man on the right hand, with an elegant atmosphere, a white face and beard, thick eyebrows, looks very kind, it is the father of Di Yiluo, the uncle of Emperor Qiyao, Di Haoxuan. Because he is in charge of the family's finances and is riddled with mundane things, his cultivation is a little behind, but there are also the six realms of Tianxuan Martial Star.

Di Qiyao's father was also sitting on Di Haoxuan's side, and was looking at Di Qiyao at this time, the father and son glanced at each other and nodded slightly.

"Father, you are optimistic, after today, no one will dare to slander me, bully me, insult me, laugh at me, despise me, and hate my father and son!"

On the martial arts arena, dozens of teenagers and girls stood among them, as if they were divided into a small circle.

Looking at Emperor Qiyao who appeared in the martial arts arena, the teenagers in the field, their faces all showed disdain and ridicule, in this emperor's family, only Emperor Yiluo of the younger generation sincerely treats him as a family.

Ignoring the disdainful gazes, Di Qiyao found an excuse to separate from Di Yiluo, and walked directly towards a relatively quiet player seat.

In the huge martial arts arena, three or five friends gathered together, and Emperor Qiyao sat alone in the open space on the edge of the martial arts arena, which was very eye-catching, and it also fell in the eyes of everyone on the high platform.

"This kid seems to be very unsociable. Di Haotian sneered.

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the venue became a little subtle, and the originally lively high platform was also quiet in an instant, and everyone still heard a little about some things in the emperor's family, and it was not easy to intervene in other people's family affairs.

"Haha, Qiyao has an introverted personality, but he follows his little sister. Di Haoxuan snorted at the right time.

"Hmph, don't mention my little sister, if it weren't for Dichen, he would ....." Di Haotian somehow suddenly exploded.

"Enough!"

With Emperor Zhantian snorting, the high platform was quiet again.

"It's been so many years, and Qi Yao has also grown up, Chen'er, how is Qi Yao's martial arts cultivation now?" Di Zhan Tian turned to Di Chen and asked.

"Back to my father, Qi Yao, this kid's martial arts started a little late, but fortunately, he still has some talent, and he trains weekdays, so he should already be in the Tianshu Mortal Star Five Realms. ”

Hearing the old man's question, Di Chen spoke.

"The Five Realms of the Stars? ”

Emperor Zhantian nodded slightly, stood up, looked around the quiet martial arts arena, there was no smile on his face, there was a trace of deep exhaustion, and he immediately shouted: "The assessment begins!"

As Emperor Zhantian's heavy drink fell, the teenagers and girls on the martial arts arena suddenly became nervous.

In the center of the martial arts field, the Great Elder took a step forward, cleared his throat and said: "There are a total of twenty-four contestants, everyone goes to the wooden box to draw lots, and the players who draw the same number are a group, now let's draw lots."

For these rules, the children of the emperor family were already ripe and couldn't be more familiar, so they ran to the big wooden box in the center of the field and reached out to get the wooden sticks.

Emperor Qiyao was the last to go, and the one who was drawn was the No. 9 lot.

When everyone had finished drawing, the Great Elder said loudly:

"Nothing to do with people, quit the field, twelve areas have been demarcated on the martial arts field, twelve groups of players go to their respective areas to fight, and the clan competition has officially begun. ”