The qualifiers are still divided by two empires.

The thirty teams that made it through the qualifiers competed in their respective empires, while the three teams that had already made it to the finals did not participate in the qualifiers.

On the side of the Heaven Dou Empire, including the five teams that qualified for the Heaven Dou City Qualifiers, a total of fifteen teams had already completed the registration process in the morning and were gathered at the location of the promotion tournament.

The Heaven Dou Royal Hunting Ground is the venue for this promotion tournament.

The group of Shrek Academy was escorted into the hunting ground by the Royal Knights, and they saw various soul beasts roaring in the cage from time to time along the way.

Xiao Wu's eyes were a little sad, but Qin Jian didn't feel like her.

After all, he came from the soul piercing, although the body is a love flower, but he is still a person in his bones, and he will only treat intelligent creatures as the same kind, and he really can't substitute for these soul beasts that have not yet opened their spiritual intelligence.

"It's noisy... Shut up. ”

He whispered.

As a result, the soul beasts were like meeting a king, and all the roars disappeared in an instant, and they were silent and shivering.

Roxen, the leader of the knight team, glanced at him in surprise: "It is worthy of being a personal disciple of Sword Douluo, and this killing aura is the same." ”

The killing aura of the ghost...

Xiao Wu rolled her eyes.

Before they could clean up, they were visited by Ning Fengzhi and Xue Qinghe.

"Uncle Ning, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, why did you come so quickly?"

Qin Jian greeted him and said, "We haven't settled down yet..."

"Because Qinghe can't wait to come and see you."

Ning Fengzhi was smiling, still gentle, but that blinking eye made Qin Jian feel skinny no matter how he looked at it.

Ever since this bigwig's whimsical queen proposed to say it, Qin Jian could no longer have a sense of respect for his elders.

Xue Qinghe was dressed in an ordinary aristocratic costume, and he didn't have any particularly luxurious attire, he felt like an ordinary nobleman, especially standing next to Ning Fengzhi, who had an elegant temperament, so much like a foil, which was not eye-catching.

"Junior Brother Qin, the residence of your clan is still a little simple, why don't you live in my place? Where I am much more spacious and the bed is big enough to give you enough rest. "Xue Qinghe is a serious way.

Qin Jian was sweating profusely.

"No, no, Brother Jian will sleep with us tonight!"

Ning Rongrong, who was talking to Zhu Zhuqing, quickly dragged her and ran in front of Qin Jian.

"Accompany... You guys... Go to bed? ”

Xue Qinghe paused on the word "we", and looked at Qin Jian's gaze becoming interesting.

"Rongrong?"

Zhu Zhuqing tilted his head, revealing the cat's doubts.

Ning Rongrong bit her ear with her: "This prince likes Brother Sword." ”

Zhu Zhuqing was stunned at first, and then his eyes widened, revealing the cat's shock: "This, this... He's a man..."

"Palace, this kind of thing is normal." Ning Rongrong said as a matter of course.

Can you both speak quietly?

Qin Jian was full of black lines.

But Big Guy Ning and Xue Men's Clothes are very calm, and their expressions have not changed at all, highlighting their strong facial expression management capabilities.

"Junior Brother Qin, since Rong Rong has said this..."

Xue Qinghe showed a narrow smile on his lips: "After I succeed to the throne, you will be my queen, right?" ”

The cold wind was blowing, the crows were croaking, and the scene was embarrassing for a while.

"Your Royal Highness the Prince, are you under too much pressure? So make fun of me? Qin Jian said speechlessly.

Qianrenxue, no matter how you look at this woman, she can't be such a boring existence...

A touch of deep meaning flashed in Xue Qinghe's eyes, but his face did not change: "Don't I like Junior Brother Qin too much, I don't want to be the queen?" Excuse me? Then why don't you be the captain of my pro-army guard? ”

"Uncle Ning, I haven't packed it up yet, so I'll leave first."

Qin Jian learned the essence of the fire dance behavior, and the Dafa of flipping the table was used vigorously.

Watching Qin Jian and the three of them leave, the smile on the corner of Xue Qinghe's mouth gradually converged.

Ning Feng observed his words and said, "Qinghe, Jian'er has no intention of offending, don't mind." ”

Xue Qinghe shook his head, smiling like a spring breeze: "Teacher, what do you say, how can I mind, it's just that he is really talented, and he is your son-in-law, I want to get closer but can't get a way." ”

Ning Fengzhi smiled gently: "Jian'er has been smart since he was a child, extremely transparent, he doesn't need to use any skills, as long as he is sincere, he will feel it." ”

"Really..."

Xue Qinghe paused slightly.

That kind of thing she really has?

Instead of having multiple rings at the same time as in the qualifiers, there is only one playing field, which is the palace in the middle of the hunting ground for the royal family.

The white jade square in front of the palace looked a few points larger than the Fighting Soul Arena, which was enough for their contestants to play.

In front of the square is the VIP seat and the referee's seat.

Looking around, in addition to the Snow Night Emperor, Ning Fengzhi, Platinum Bishop Salas and a few other people in the first row, the seats in the back were all sitting with people dressed as military generals and some high-level leaders of the Heaven Dou City Martial Spirit Branch.

"There's nothing to arrange for the qualifiers."

The master looked at the members of the Shrek team and said, "Continue the strategy of the qualifiers, expose Qin Jian alone, and hide everything you have, so, when Qin Jian is defeated, I will arrange for you." ”

Tang San and the others suddenly lost their fighting spirit.

"We look like we're here to watch the game, not to compete." Ma Hongjun said with a bitter face.

It was the first time Tang San agreed with his words like this.

"Huh? Isn't this Shrek, the lost dog? ”

A group of contestants dressed like waist drum cheerleaders walked over, nostrils facing the sky, and strutted with their heads held high.

"What team are they? Iraq? Starbucks? ”

Qin Jian scratched his head a little: "How can you dress like a lion dancer... Hmm, maybe it's just dragon boating..."

Flender, who was still angry, trembled when he heard this, and he couldn't raise any anger.

"The team of the Barak Kingdom once kicked our academy out." He lifted his glasses and said lightly.

"Damn, where did the hillbilly come from, what nonsense!"

The captain of the Barak clan stepped forward, and his right hand stretched out and grabbed Qin Jian's neck.

As a result, before Qin Jian could react, Tang San stepped forward one by one, Xuanyu unloaded the opponent's strength silently, and said lightly: "You are not allowed to use your hands under the Fighting Soul Arena. ”

"Humph! Don't let me run into you in the first round, or I'll let you go back where you came from! Let's go! ”

The professional villain swaggered and twisted his waist and left, so angry that Ma Hongjun Tyrone clenched his fists tightly.

"Teacher, this Barak team is too hateful, let me go!" Tang San suddenly said to the master.

"They're hateful, but what does that have to do with letting you go." Qin Jian said leisurely.

The master patted Tang San on the shoulder: "Little San, I know you really want to play, but for the championship of Team Shrek, you have to hide it well, don't expose yourself, your 10,000-year soul ring is too conspicuous." ”

"And hammers." Qin Jian added.

Tang San retreated helplessly...