Burning the Eight Desolations Chapter 147 Opening Ceremony (2-in-1.|-Kanshugecom^ Kanshuge*, ★ ask for 5 monthly passes)

'A word from His Highness the Lord. No cumbersome explanations and flowery rhetoric. But it makes the current situation clear. Generate an alliance with enemies.

A dignified and holy countenance. Awe-inspiring and strong majesty...... This is the true face of the first princess of the empire? Chongyang sighed in his heart. It was just a brief explanation and a short talk of mobilization. persuaded the elites present in the Imperial Tournament. It became a covenant for the new generation of the empire - the Covenant of Comrades-in-Arms.

The alliance looks loose. There are no institutions and constraints. Even the members don't even know what their relationship is with each other. But. Just as the princess said. If you can get through this. You will surely become the future pillar of the empire!

Right now. This alliance is based on His Highness. That is, the royal forces behind Her Royal Highness the princess are the leaders. For each of them to come together in close bond. Compete in the Imperial Finals.

Later. Perhaps the Imperial Historians will give this brief Council of the Twelve a resounding name. Because it's a milestone of history......

......

Chongyang can think of it. The other ladies and ladies in the audience can also think of everyone. There may be a faint smile on the face. Or thoughtful. Or still deep.

"There is still some time before the opening ceremony. Everyone, please feel free to do so here. It's time. We will ride the palace carriage to the Colosseum.

After the Princess's speech. Said lightly. Stand up.

She summoned the maid to bring beauty. Took a glass for myself. After saluting the people. Walked alone to a window in the hall.

Everyone knew that this was a time for everyone present to get to know each other and communicate. Thereupon. Talking and laughing again. Wine glasses collide. Fang Caining's atmosphere suddenly became relaxed and happy.

"Chongyang @ Mr. Bright. Your deeds have been heard. Deeply admired......"

"I can step on Prisland College so hard. Terrific. I toast you. ”

"The first repeater of the Empire. It's an interesting title. Isn't it?"

Chongyang soon found that he had become the focus of conversation. Individuals have different attitudes and expressions that show similar curiosity.

And it's no wonder. Among all those present. He was the only one who was a little unknown person not so long ago. Others. Which one is not from a good background and has a deep background?

But it's just a little person from the bottom of him. has a awesome experience that I'm afraid all people can't compare to combined.。 Foot on the Empire's most glittering academy signboard. Desecrate the thousand-year-old glory and make the empire famous.

This kind of thing. Ordinary people don't quite know what it means. But these top elites present are clear. So it's even more shocking.

As a magician. Especially as a magician who has gone through life and death and finally rose to the pinnacle of the empire. Who doesn't have their own pride? But in front of this kind of cow man who has become a legend. It's hard to be proud, but you can only have different degrees of interest and curiosity.

Of course. Young and vigorous. There are also feelings of doubt and disbelief. But it didn't show itself at such a time. The scene was harmonious, and many people took the initiative to talk to Chongyang. Let's talk a little bit and make an impression on each other. Only a few people didn't.

Chongyang thought they might not be able to put it down. I wanted to take the initiative to greet myself. He asked the maid to pour himself a new glass of wine. But he noticed drinking alone in front of the windowsill. Her Royal Highness the princess who looked faintly at the sky outside.

That graceful silhouette stands in front of the window. I match the beauty of the morning. Form a beautiful picture.

Chongyang saw her like this, and felt that Xu was lonely for no reason. He didn't go to those handsome men and turned to His Royal Highness.

The black-haired young man walked towards His Highness first. Everyone in the audience froze. Some quieted down.

"The weather was nice today. Chongyang walked to Gong's side. Look out the window. Said the most old-fashioned opening sentence in the whole continent.

“...... What are you doing here?" In exchange for a cold tone.

"Salute to Her Royal Highness the Princess. Cheers to the Covenant of Comrades. Chongyang smiled slightly. Raise a glass to the princess.

"Covenant, is there such a thing here?" said the princess, sneering.

Chongyang heard the words. Savor the meaning of the words. The smile on his face remains the same. Just take back the cup. Take a sip of your own. There was silence. Although he came over to talk on impulse. But Chongyang didn't know what to say to this highness with a huge difference in status. The other party's vision is insightful. It was beyond the reach of him, the son of a country lord.

A princess who seems to be willful. The gentle second prince Lawrence. Gracious Crown Prince Roled. In fact, they are all characters who are far away from Chongyang. Even the elites behind him who have respect and curiosity for him. To be on the other side. Another occasion. There will also be a side to him that makes him sigh.

I can stand here. I can participate in this meeting. It's a great luck in itself. To say. The people who may benefit the most from this conference in the future. It's not the public or anyone else present. And it was Chongyang @ Bright.

Comrade in arms. What a beautiful word. He's a little guy. You can get to know these top elites at once and be recognized by these elites. Become a comrade-in-arms. It's no different from ascending to the sky in one step.

Chongyang knew it in his heart. I don't really have anything. There is no force. There is no background. Some of them are self-cultivation. and a little fame that has broken through to the present.

Such a he. Able to make friends with big people by mistake. to appreciation. Concern. Expect. It's incredible to think about. To get to the root of it all. It was the old man of the night watch, who didn't know where he had gone north

Firedemon teaches him a new type of magic. It's because of his talent. But the old man. Keep him for six years. Seeing that he caused trouble, he still kept him. He did not hesitate to make a big bet on him. And why? Chongyang still has no solution.

After meeting on the Mage Tower of the Magic Association a year ago. President Arast wanted to say something to him. But he politely refused. Because he wanted to hear the old man tell him personally.

Now, a year later. In the Imperial Palace, the highest center of power in the Empire. Stand beside Her Royal Highness the Princess. There is also a group of allies with the Empire finalists in the back...... I was full of emotion.

The princess originally ignored the brunette youth. Drink in silence. But suddenly I felt that the breath of the man around me gradually sank. Curious, he turned his head to look. What I saw was a calm expression. But it contains a face of deep vicissitudes.

Her eyes flickered with an inexplicable sparkle.

"What are you doing with that stinky face? You think you're an old man in the palace?"

Chongyang was stunned when he heard this. God remains. Just slowly. Slowly open his mouth and spit out - "Young people nowadays ......"

"Don't grab that line!"

The princess was teased by the black-haired young man and unconsciously slapped her. Hit on his arm.

It's a little painful......

Chongyang smiled helplessly on his face. Ri was glad that the princess had cheered up a little.

He could vaguely imagine what the princess was thinking. But it is impossible for him to utter such immeasurable and brazen words as "Please let me share the worries of His Highness". I can only try to make some jokes. Distract the beautiful woman and relieve her mental negative.

The princess slapped her. Find yourself out of shape. snorted. There was a hint of redness on the eggs.

In the halls. Junjie and Jiali, who were watching these two people from all angles, were stunned. The one who has never had an affair with a man. Actually behaved like this to Yang @ Bright!?

No one thought that the slap was out of genuine anger. And it feels more like a manifestation of a certain intimate attitude towards women. After this small action, the two still stood in harmony. The sight of whispering from time to time.

Confirm this view.

Some people even trembled slightly with their hands holding wine glasses. Because part of their curiosity turned to shock at this time. The facts in front of them couldn't be more than unbelievable. I don't believe it, and at the same time, I have deeper doubts.

Different angles. Different backgrounds. Different minds.

Everyone's thoughts. If it can be embodied in real space. It must be chaotic. Esoteric complexity. Among them are whirlpools, storms, and stormy waves.

After digestion and deep thought. The minds of the elites returned to calm, and then they looked at the back of the black-haired youth. I felt that this person was like the Dharma pattern he was wearing. Look simple. It's actually not simple......

......

Chongyang didn't know. Some thinking patterns are more complex than ordinary people, and I don't know how many times the handsome beauties are because of themselves after the establishment of this alliance. Dare to talk to the princess first. Received a slap from the princess. The performance of being able to stand together and talk. And leave a certain impression.

The princess herself knows. But she didn't say anything. Naturally, she also has her own considerations.

It's time. Everyone rode together in a carriage to the opening ceremony. Shortly after departure. Chongyang's carriage. In the ranks, it gradually came to the second place behind the princess horse. Ahead of all those who come after it.

No one overtakes. No one is crowded. It is to silently follow some order that has been set in the previous brief exchange.

Chongyang himself has been labeled since then. But everyone in the team knows. And he thought he had already said.

For the upper classes. This is a tacit understanding. But it's a pity. Chongyang is from the bottom. And no one had taught him how to understand how to do it. Just as he thinks. It's incredible that he's been able to get to such a step.

Born talented or fateful? God knows.

Cheda Grand Arena. Drive through the dedicated VIP entrance to the entrance area.

The faint commotion became clearer and clearer. It was the noise of thousands of people coming together. It's like counting bees in a beehive. Buzz buzz.

After the princess and Chongyang and the others got out of the carriage. Lead with you. All the way through the promenade and the tiered gates. Eventually, a clear sky was ushered in. and the surging waves.

Cheers. Shouts. The master of ceremonies gushed endlessly......

is more open than a standard dueling arena. The surrounding auditorium is also larger. The crowd seated above was densely packed. Some are shouting. Some are clapping. Some are waving flags or banners.

Chongyang and others. Step towards the center of the field. There. There are some magicians in various robes at the prayer station.

Individual finalists. Twenty-seven. Finalists in the team competition. A total of nine groups. also twenty-seven.

Fifty-four young elites. The top magical genius under the age of twenty-five in the entire Wren Empire. At this moment, the center of the central dueling arena of the Great Arena of the Emperor Capital.

Cheers shook the sky. Thunderous applause.

Chongyang's mood was a little agitated. Remembering the day the Empire Race began. I look at this central field from afar. The desire that swells in my heart.

So much pride at the beginning. An ambitious young magician. Until now. Only the fifty-four were still alive. And one of these top elites. With them. Accept the limelight.

Keep your head high. Plate straight spine. Chongyang suddenly had the urge to look up to the sky and yell. Tell the whole world that once looked down on you.

I'm coming. I'm right here!

......

............

It didn't take long. The oval boxes in the square and first-class audience seating area of the dueling arena slowly opened their domes under the strict defense of magicians in various uniforms. Reveal the high-ranking figures of the Empire who are present in attendance.

Most of them are elderly people who are over 100 years old. But there are also a few younger faces. Stay with the elderly. Or a one-of-a-kind seat. Silently observe the finalists on the field.

The most eye-catching is naturally His Majesty the Emperor of the country. As the supreme leader of the entire empire. His seat was the most palatial and ornate. And there was no one else sitting around.

Seeing His Majesty show up. The people set off a wave of enthusiasm. It was as if rolling thunder filled the audience.

Chongyang entered the palace several times. But it was also the first time I met the emperor. I saw that His Majesty was wearing a gorgeous costume at this time. Carrying a cloak and wearing an ornate crown. The clear face is gentle. His eyes were sharp and majestic. A deep overlook of all living beings.

He raised his right hand gently. The countless people who shouted quickly fell silent. Soon, except for the small sound of a few positions, the audience was silent.

"I'm very happy. Enough to see today ......"

His Majesty the Emperor began to speak. The voice of the words was cast through magic to every corner of the scene. The voice is warm and neutral. Unhurried. Calm and calm.

Chongyang listened silently with the others. But at this moment, he suddenly felt a cold and piercing gaze coming from the side in front of him.

Following this almost undisguised killing intent, Chongyang saw that person.

Yadi @ Gates.

He lowered his head and eyes - reflected in the shadow of his bangs. Extremely gloomy staring at the black-haired youth.

Hate hate

Chongyang could feel the hatred that seemed to be about to crush his bones. The heart is awe-inspiring. The fists in his hands were slowly clenched.

Yarrow's death. Although it was sad for a while. But to this day, there is no guilt. After all, dueling risk. Life and death are at their own risk. Besides, Aror used the kind of medicine that seemed to have great side effects.

What is that dangerous potion that can induce the user to enter a state similar to "elemental armament"? Chongyang even entrusted Caesar Sergeant to investigate. It is inferred that it is a kind of medicine that greatly increases the efficiency of the operation of magic power in the body.

The name of this medicine is "Meteor"! The specific medicinal principle report is not very clear. But it is enough to be confirmed. There are similarities with the principle of "elemental arming".

Meteor Elixir. The effect is exactly what it sounds like. Bring a moment of gorgeousness. Then came the fall and even the ruin.

One of the most critical parties. The rare materials needed to refine the Meteor Elixir are the same. It's the branch of Muhanrad, the branch of the Magician's Mother Tree!

Hallard. Presland ...... Who is behind Yarrow? Be vividly portrayed.

Chongyang believes that Yadi @Gates will not be unaware of this. But the other party's current attitude. It was an iron heart that attributed Yarrow's death to himself.

In terms of pure results. That's reasonable.

Anyway. For Yarrow. Chongyang always has a clear conscience. So in the face of Yadi's hatred. The expression was indifferent but open.

Yadi stared deeply at Chongyang. Until the end of His Majesty's speech. When the audience burst into a tsunami of applause and cheers. before retracting his gaze.

The ceremony went smoothly...... At last. It is all the players who draw lots in public to determine the final schedule.

The draw will be the same as before. Players take the stage to draw a random number ball. But this time. When a player takes the stage. The master of ceremonies gave a specific introduction to the audience. Players will also be asked a few questions. Even some innocuous jokes.

Those who can stand here are talents who have weathered the wind and waves. Deal with such a situation calmly. The man is personable. Women's amorous style. Plus the witty words of the instrument. The atmosphere of the venue was heated to the highest point.

But there are also players who don't want or disdain to cooperate with this show-style approach. Coming to the stage is just a matter of drawing the number ball. After registering the staff, they immediately stepped down. didn't even let the master of ceremonies finish reading the personal introduction.

For example, Antonio @ Rennes.

When I saw him on stage. Chongyang narrowed his eyes slightly

9; There are scenes in the air. I also quietly paid attention to the '|| standing not far awayThe look.

Roseali's face was indifferent. But Chongyang finally noticed the abomination that flashed in her eyes.

The arrogant and ruthless Antonio. It doesn't seem to have taken everyone present into account. But when the staff registered his number. Slightly eccentric. He glanced in Loali's direction.

Chongyang seemed to be able to see the fierce sparks of the prince's son and the emperor's daughter's collision of each other's eyes.

Just for a moment. The momentum of the two sides passed in a flash. But it made the atmosphere between all the players in the audience weird.

Registration is complete. Anton Ao stepped down coldly and did not say a word from beginning to end.

The emcee's voice was awkward. And the audience is such a styled character. Reactions were mixed. Some don't matter. Some booed. Some believe that this is a manifestation of the majesty of the other party.

OK. There weren't many players here, and the scene was cold for a while. Then there was a return to enthusiasm.

I don't know if it's intentional or intentional. The individual racer is the last one. Only then did the name that countless people were looking forward to sound.

"Chongyang @ cloth..."

As soon as the name was pronounced. Ever-clear. The voices of the entire venue were silent for a moment. Then there was a shout!

"Is it him!?

"That Presland repeater!"

"Look at the one with the blindfold!"

"Magical Fire Mage! The only fire type in the finals, Mage!"

Such shouts came and went. Some people even got up from their seats. Stretching his neck, he tried his best to look at the black-haired young figure on the stage.

This very abrupt craze was taken aback by the emcee. Some of the big names in the VIP box include His Majesty the Emperor. There are also movements or leaning over carefully. He asked his subordinates to bring binoculars. It is interesting to pay attention to the hottest final dark horse that is currently rumored in the entire imperial capital.

Chongyang was originally very calm. can suddenly face such an abrupt special treatment. His expression couldn't help but reveal a stunned expression.

He draws the number ball. At the time of registration. The master of ceremonies continues to introduce. recited the first repeater of the empire one after another, and the past deeds that have been passed on and known to everyone have lifted the spontaneous craze on the field to the peak!

Seeing so many people fanatically watching themselves excitedly and shouting for what they had done. Chongyang was a little stunned and muttered: "Am I famous?"

"Chongyang @ Mr. Bright ......"

His words did not fall. back, a polite voice came. Turn back one|. It is the staff who finished registration.

"What's the matter?"

"Could you please sign my name?" said the red-haired young man, who was playing a trick, took out a pen and paper. Handed it to Chongyang. Smiling. "Me and my sister. All are your admirers. ”

Chongyang didn't know what kind of expression he was on now.

He mechanically signed the honest young man. At the same time, I heard what the master of ceremonies said. The loud and loud atmosphere of the venue was even louder. It's almost deafening.

“...... The popularity of Chongyang players is beyond imagination! The majority of the audience has extremely high expectations for this fire-type magician who is not from a good background!"

He made all the apprentices who tried to become magicians. All magicians with poor talent can only work hard at the grassroots level. All magicians from humble backgrounds with idealistic ambitions...... I saw the miracle I wanted to see!"

"It's a miracle. That is to say, magic deficiency does not equal despair. It can still work hard if it is judged to be a waste material! He's here. He is known for not having the power of fire-based magic. Testimony to the First Academy of the Empire. Certificates to the people of the imperial capital. Prove to the whole empire. A truth that has been forgotten for too long..."

"Magic. It never ends!"

Speaking of which, in the end. The emcee's own voice was choked. Many people present shed tears of emotion.

Magic. The noblest existence in the world. The most desirable domain. I don't know when it started. There is a saying about the so-called talent. There is a dividing line between eligibility and inqualification.

People who are considered to be inadequate. There is no right to learn magic. Only those so-called geniuses. Able to enter the Academy. School. Major organizational forces. Learn the mysteries of the age-old lineage.

Was that how it was in the beginning? magic. Just a minority right in the first place?

This is no longer verifiable, but the folk have a long history of ancient legends. Not really.

God said. The magic never ends. It's not just about the possibilities of magic itself. It also means people who pursue magic. Just don't give up on faith. There will always be a way forward.

The rise of Chongyang. Proof point.

Mountains and tsunamis. The scene was so lively that many people in higher positions could not understand it. Only a few people are thoughtful. And Chongyang, which is in the center. After being surprised. Gradually, I figured it out.

His eyes swept over the boys and women. Unfamiliar faces. Cheerful. Joy. Tears in my eyes...... Chongyang felt their sincere support for him. and the deep meaning contained in it.

Grassroots feelings.

These are people at the bottom of society. A lot of them don't even make magicians. Barely became. It is also difficult to mix wishful thinking. And his own humble body. Earn up. It resonated with them. became their hope.

"Chongyang Player...... How many questions can you answer?"

The master of ceremonies resounded. Restrained his choked tone.

Chongyang raised his hand.

9;|Conference Venue. Countless people. Seeing this, he quickly quieted down. He also took the initiative to stop the people around him from continuing to make noise.

Quiescence...... It's just the same as when His Majesty the Emperor spoke. This scenario. It shocked some people again.

Expect it. The first question the master of ceremonies asked was, "Can you tell us?" When you were determined to have a magic flaw. What's the mood like?"

Chongyang was stunned. Immediately, I felt the earnest gaze of substance from all directions. He took the special amplification magic weapon handed by the staff. Speak slowly to the magic weapon.

"Mood...... It's gray. Lose. Feeling hopeless ......"

"Then why are you holding on?"

"Because of the family. Also because of ......"

With the emcee asked. Chongyang answered one by one. The atmosphere of the scene. It's getting more and more subtle.

Chongyang replied. The tone is calm. The words are also very bland. But it makes the people feel sincere. It's like an ordinary neighbor's son. Ordinary recounts his life and experience.

“...... Some say I'm a genius. But I don't think so. My master also often called me "stupid disciple". ”

This sentence caused a burst of laughter from the entire venue. "What a stern master... Chongyang player. Thank you very much for your patience. We've delayed you too long. Right now. One last question. Let you say a word to the audience. What would you like to say?"

Chongyang raised his head. Look around the Monday circle.

"Whether it's magic or not. There is no learning magic. I would like to ask you all to ...... Believe in yourself. ”

A moment of silence. Then the whole audience stood up in unison. Loud applause. The applause was enthusiastic. Prolonged.