At this moment, several knights in front of the line lifted the masks of their helmets and smiled at Qian Chen.

Qian Chen looked at it and smiled.

Oh, they're all acquaintances.

Sophia, Ignatz, Cameron, Galio...

Most of these sixteen knights Qian Chen knew, either the King's Sorting students who had been defeated by him in the duel before, or the star students of the Knight Branch.

At this time, I only heard the chief say on the side.

"It's getting late, so let's go."

Qian Chen and Xingping Chuangzhen glanced at each other, and they clearly saw the battle intent in the other party's eyes.

Then Qian Chen took the lead and boarded the luxurious carriage.

Syllable!

A crisp whip sounded far away, and the carriage slowly started.

When the team slowly walked to the school gate, Qian Chen was suddenly stunned by the scene in front of him.

Patches of trainees waited on both sides of the road in the face of the cold wind and dense fog of the early morning.

When the team appeared, the originally quiet crowd immediately burst into cheers.

"It's coming, it's coming!"

"Your Excellency Qian Chen! Come on!! ”

"Joan of Arc Academy, win!!"

They wore different styles of school uniforms, but today they were cheering for the same person!

What is even more heartening is that the behavior of these students is spontaneous, there are no orders or notices from the Academy, and even Dean Albert has hinted that the students of King's Chambers should not see them off.

However, it turned out that almost 1,000 students from the entire college came.

They gathered on both sides of the avenue leading to the outside of the academy, cheering and encouraging.

The robe made by the school sister herself, and the friend personally acted as a guard, and all the students had ardent expectations. . .

With these encouragements and blessings, it is impossible to lose this joint competition!

Soon the procession crossed the stone bridge and came out onto the street.

I don't know who arranged the route, but the team deliberately took a detour, marched along the Champs-Élysées, and then passed directly through the Arc de Triomphe.

(Chief Helena: Sneezed.) ）

More crowds appeared along the street, and bursts of cheers resounded in the sky.

made Qian Chen feel that he and the others were not going to participate in the competition, but to hold a carnival parade.

Looking at the excited faces on both sides of the street, and the arms raised high.

Qian Chen can be regarded as a thorough understanding of the enthusiasm of the French people.

Horse-drawn carriages drove slowly down the streets of the Champs-Élysées, lined with cheering crowds, and even the Eiffel Tower could be seen across the river in the distance.

The huge and magnificent Arc de Triomphe greeted you, and a heavy sense of history came to you.

Qian Chen's heart was mixed.

Excitement, euphoria, and fighting spirit are high, but there is no tension.

He was now like a warrior who had drawn his weapon and was about to go to battle, and his blood was gradually boiling.

Two hours later, the palatial Palace of Versailles came into view.

After getting off the carriage, they were led or monitored and escorted by a group of palace guards, and everyone was in the palace like a labyrinth, and after seven or eight turns, their vision suddenly opened up, and a huge stage appeared in front of everyone.

Directly across from the stage is a throne carved out of crystal with a lifelike rose motif.

On the right hand side of the throne is a small gilded throne carved with angels, holy sons, crosses and other cross-style frescoes.

On the left hand side of the throne, a red velvet gilt sheet is unadorned and slightly shabby.

In front of the three seats is a large table covered with pale gold silk and cutlery.

Qian Chen suddenly understood.

It seems that the presiding judge of this joint competition is personally undertaken by His Majesty the Emperor.

Now it's even more interesting.

In addition to the three most conspicuous acts, there were rows of seats next to the stage, which were already full.

These people are dressed in well-made clothes, and there are not many decorations on their bodies, but they are very exquisite, and they naturally exude a sense of pride and nobility from top to bottom.

They were clearly the magnates of the empire and their families.

A cursory glance at the past shows that there is no title lower than that of an earl.

Led by the palace guards, everyone bypassed the stage and came to a golden hall next to it.

The chandelier in the hall is made of pure gold as the skeleton, inlaid with crystals and gemstones, and there are more than a dozen exhibitions of such luxurious chandeliers.

The seats in the hall are also made of gold-filled materials, and the tea sets on the coffee table are mostly silver or gold-incut, with fine and complex patterns on them, which are hand-carved at first glance.

The walls are lined with hand-me-downs created by ancient masters.

Qian Chen glanced at it, and familiar paintings appeared in front of him.

Mona Lisa, Venus was born, Adam was created, a girl with a pearl earring...

In addition, there are all kinds of portraits of people who have left a great name in the history of France, including the most eloquent emperor, the glamorous queen, the beautiful princess, and the famous heroes.

Qian Chen saw a portrait that he was very familiar with.

It depicts a young girl waving a battle flag and wearing a white battle armor leading the charge.

'Strange, how does it look a bit like Jeanne?' ’

Qian Chen was puzzled in his heart.

However, Qian Chen only regarded this as a coincidence, after all, it was normal to look similar, and he was a little face blind to foreigners.

At this moment, two voices full of sarcasm and malice came.

"Humph! is worthy of being an aristocratic lord, and he came to participate in the competition and made such a big pomp. ”

"Hawke, you are too rude to these 'honorable' nobles, always remember who we are."

Qian Chen subconsciously looked in the direction where the voice came from.

There were three men standing over there, looking at this side with unkind expressions.

It was a three-man squad of two men and one woman, dressed in a simple chef's uniform with a badge pinned to the neckline with a scale.

It was the two male team members who had been sneering. Although the only female member of the team did not speak, her gaze was very indifferent.

'Is this man bitten by a dog?' Otherwise, it looks like he has rabies, and he bites anyone he sees. ’

Qian Chen was still thinking in his heart, and Sophia, who was acting as a guard beside him, explained in a low voice.

"They are a team from the University of Alpes in Lyon...

Qian Chen suddenly realized.

If Paris is the capital of France, then Lyon is the number one industrial city in France.

The University of Alpes, on the other hand, is one of the leading universities in Lyon, with the exception of culinary arts, which is ranked among the best in the world in business, industry, architecture and other subjects.

Its status is equivalent to that of Tanghua University and Jingjiang University in the Celestial Empire, Harvard First Chef University in the United States, and California Culinary University.

Above all, the university is open to all classes of the French community, the so-called plebeian university.

It is a natural opposition to the Joan of Arc College, which only admits children of the nobility.