Half a month passed in the blink of an eye.

The martial arts meeting was held as scheduled at the Modu campus.

The road from the palace to the school field was cleaned, the imperial capital army was strictly guarded at various intersections, and the royal forest army in golden battle armor was patrolled everywhere.

The roadside flowers are blooming, and the fragrant smell wafts in the lonely atmosphere of autumn.

The end is not lonely, on the contrary, it is very hot.

Today, it just so happens that the sun is standing in the sky, and the sky is beautiful, and it seems that I don't want this grand event to be castrated.

No matter how big the sun is, it can't hide the heat of the end capital at this time.

On this planet where martial arts are respected, the martial arts meeting presided over by the Son of Heaven himself has a great attraction.

The end is fiery but orderly.

The people who often live in the last capital just watched this battle and already knew that the contemporary Son of Heaven was about to leave the palace, and the noisy voice couldn't help but lower a little, for fear of disturbing the king who lived in the heavenly palace.

Nangong Fan had already followed Xu Kaifu into the school field first.

In the school field, a full hundred martial arts platforms were erected, each of which was shrouded in shining golden light, and the edges were outlined with strange and blurred golden lines.

The use of formation patterns to isolate the inside and outside of the martial arts competition shows that the Son of Heaven attaches great importance to this martial arts meeting, and strives to achieve true fairness and justice.

On each martial arts platform sat an elderly man wearing the robes of the martial arts league, their eyes closed, and different breaths surging on their bodies, faintly blending with the golden light of the martial arts, revealing a sacred and powerful aura.

Outside the hundred martial platforms, stools are neatly placed on the left and right sides for people to watch.

At the top of the place, a luxurious five-story attic stands alone, and when the sun goes out to fight, the Son of Heaven will send generals at the top of the building, give the grand prize tiger charm, and wish the soldiers a triumphant return after a hundred battles.

This loft is a symbol of honor and is the best place to watch martial arts today.

There are maids making tea elegantly between the floors; the attic is surrounded by armor that shimmers in the direct sunlight, this is the most elite royal army of the last dynasty, each holding a spear, the tip of the spear is over the head, the face is extremely indifferent; at the door stands a general in black armor with a majestic face, greeting the guests, there are several palace people wearing palace clothes around him, whenever a wealthy nobleman steps into the side, these people will welcome the guests into the pavilion, and from the floor where the wealthy nobles stand, you can see what their status is, even the old gentleman does not dare to make trouble here。

Nangong Fan slowly stepped into the third floor with Xu Kaifu, and there were several tables in the spacious space, some of which were already full of people, sipping tea, leisurely crossing the windy fence on all sides and looking at the crowding in the school field below.

Nangong Fan and Xu Kaifu found a table where no one sat down, Xu Kaifu shrugged his shoulders lightly, and said with a self-deprecating smile, "No way, brother, I have this status." ”

Nangong Fan smiled lightly, but he didn't care, you know, except for a few people in the imperial court, most of the people who were famous on the earth were only on the third floor.

Gradually, the voice of a male duck sounded in his ears, and the sound was so loud that it resounded almost throughout the entire pavilion, echoing in the empty school grounds.

"The Ghost City Ghost Sect and the Bloody Gate have arrived. ”

"The Holy City Holy Sect has arrived. ”

"Buddha City Buddhism to. ”

"The Demon City asked the Heavenly Demon Sect and the Demon Sect to arrive. ”

"Daocheng enters the dream gate, and the Sun and Moon Sect has arrived. ”

"The Confucian Gate and the Dharma Gate of Baizi City have arrived. ”

Nangong Fan was slightly stunned, in addition to the end of the ten cities, Dragon City, Qingluan City and Tianqi City, the six cities joined forces to come, of course, it was not this that made him stunned, he had already guessed that the nine cities would come to make trouble, he just didn't expect the eunuch to dare to do this and exclaimed, you must know that even when they entered, no one shouted like this.

Countless exclamations rang out inside and outside the attic.

Nangong Fan thought of the clover, remembered the words that were circulating, and the martial arts would be aimed at the ten cities. It seems that the prince who admonished him was severely scolded.

Xu Kaifu played with the teacup with ancient charm in his hand, with an incomprehensible strange smile in his eyes, and something in his mouth.

Nangong Fan could only barely hear clearly, "I finally got into the palace and was exposed like this, did I lose or gain?"

Nangong Fan's eyes rolled slightly, and he already understood that the people in the palace who suddenly shouted were actually people in the rivers and lakes, and after he shouted, the disturbances inside and outside the arena, it would be difficult for the martial arts to achieve the expected effect.

It's just that none of this has anything to do with him, he calmly sits in place, looking at the stairs from afar, and he is also very curious about the people who come.

Ten middle-aged men with flat faces gradually emerged at the top of the stairs, each of them leading two young teenagers, Nangong Fan's spiritual sense was constricted in his mind, and he didn't dare to test it easily, his face was extremely solemn. I vaguely understood in my heart that these were ten strong people who were equal to my aunt and should not exist in this world.

The eunuch who didn't care about it just now really followed behind, and the game between Modu and Jiucheng was really interesting.

Except for the end of the ten cities, they are all extraordinary, and they all rely on the sects that reach the sky behind them, which makes people in the rivers and lakes love to linger in the ten cities, but the end dares to face the nine cities, which should be some checks and balances.

Modu released his words, and the arrival of the ten powerhouses was a strong response from the Nine Cities.

Nangong Fan's eyes swept over the twenty slightly young men who followed behind, and he had a strong feeling that these six cities were going to cover all the top ten in the two gears.

Nangong Fan's eyes were fiery, watching the thirty people slowly disappear on the third floor, stepping into the fourth floor, and his heart couldn't help but ignite boundless fighting spirit.

Speaking of which, he is not inferior to these people, but his origin cannot be said, and fighting with such a person is not in vain for him to come to this martial arts meeting.

"The Son of the End has arrived!"

Two white unicorns slowly appeared at the entrance of the school field, the horse's body was as smooth as jade, the wings on their backs tightly wrapped around the sturdy body, the pace was steady, the eyes revealed boundless spirituality, and when looking at the pedestrians, sometimes a trace of arrogance flashed.

Two celestial horses pulled a luxurious carriage and crushed it like a moving palace.

The palace is surrounded by dozens of strange white birds, and the chirping sound is refreshing.

Behind the palace followed two rows of beautiful women wearing court dresses, each holding a flower basket, pouring the water in the basket outward, the clear water with a fragrance, smelling, some people who have not been able to break through for many years actually feel that the bottleneck is a little loose.

The Son of Heaven is out of the palace, and the atmosphere is luxurious.

The eyes of countless people watched as the Son of Heaven traveled to the palace, which slowly stopped in front of the attic.

A maid stepped forward and opened the golden and noble curtain, and a majestic man in a dragon robe slowly appeared in everyone's eyes.

The man gestured around, with a peaceful smile on his face, and a gorgeously dressed woman followed him one step behind, the two of them were like fairies and jade girls, which was extremely enviable.

The man's steps are magnificent, revealing indescribable decisiveness, although it seems to be informal compared to the three princes who are like rulers, they seem to be more monstrous.

The man led the woman into the attic, and everyone on the first floor got up and knelt down to greet him, "Long live the emperor, long live, long live." "Only when the Son of Heaven disappeared into the stairwell did he dare to raise his head and get up.

The Son of Heaven went all the way up, and most of the people on the third floor were chambers of commerce and sect forces, so naturally they didn't have to kneel, but they also bowed slightly, expressing their respect for the only king of the planet.

This son of heaven has killed countless times in his life, is decisive and strong, and some people don't even dare to look at him directly.

The Son of Heaven returned the salute and slowly stepped into the fourth floor.

A mockery came from the fourth floor, "Doomsday Seal, your wings are stiff, why don't you go to the sky?"

Everyone on the third floor looked at each other, but they didn't dare to say much.

A shroud of light shrouded the fourth floor, and the words could no longer be heard.

A chuckle rang out in the stairwell on the third floor, "Guys, are you going to lock me out?"

Before the words fell, a wisp of sword light emerged from in front of the light mask, and the light mask was instantly torn open a hole for people to enter, and the group slowly stepped into it.

Xu Kaifu smiled softly in Nangong Fan's ear, "The contemporary head of the Shushan Sword Sect, Li Canglan!"

Nangong Fan looked at the stairs, only to see Li Canglan gently retract his empty right hand, as if the wisp of sword that was extremely powerful and wanted to pierce the sky just now was just his fingers drawn at random, Ao Bing and Jin Tai'an followed him slowly, and there was an old man in sackcloth behind the two, his face was indifferent, and his whole body was full of fierce sword intent, and his breath was calm.

Nangong Fan glanced at Ao Bing and Jin Tai'an, and then set his eyes on the end of the group.

A young man with a green sword on his back, dressed in a green robe, with a warm smile on his face, when Nangong Fan looked at him, he also looked up at Nangong Fan, with a comfortable smile on his face, and inadvertently glanced at Nangong Fan's shoulder.

The reincarnation seal of Nangong Fan's eyebrows was silent and pulsed slightly, as if he had smelled the breath of the same kind.

Nangong Fan, who was sitting on his shoulder, had a pensive face, and muttered in a voice that only he could hear, "Li Taibai, could it be him?"

The Shushan Sword Sect and his party disappeared at the top of the stairs, and Nangong Fan faintly smelled the faint fragrance of lotus flowers in the air.

......

"Hello everyone, old man Wu Jingsheng. Many people should have heard of the name of the old man, so the old man will not introduce it too much. A sturdy old man floated in the air in the middle of the hundred martial arts platforms, with a fierce momentum on his body, and his voice was slight, but it echoed in the ears of everyone present.

"This military meeting is a little simple due to the tight schedule, and I hope you will understand. If today's son comes, heroes from all walks of life gather here, and they don't want to listen to what the old man has to say here. Then, the old man announced that the competition had officially begun. I hope that all young talents can be favored by the Son of Heaven and step into the sky from now on. ”

The rules of the competition have already been issued to each contestant, and all the contestants have all stood up and walked into the vicinity of their respective divisions of the tournament platform.

A total of 20,000 people have signed up for the junior file of the martial arts meeting, and there are 1,000 so-called seed players. Seeded players can choose their own jousting tables, but a jousting platform can only have a maximum of 10 seeded players, and the rest will fill each jousting platform with 200 people in order from one to 100.

Nangong Fan saw the younger generation of the six cities sliding down from the fourth floor, occupying one of the top ten competition platforms, and the rest of the seeded players all avoided and walked back.

Nangong Fan's pace was indifferent, but some people who were running couldn't catch up with his speed and were left behind by him.

Nangong Fan randomly found a martial arts platform and stopped, his face was calm, watching this martial arts platform gradually become full.

Two hundred people gathered around the 23rd jousting platform.

The black-clothed old man on the competition platform chuckled twice, grabbed it twice, and the two young men were caught by him on the competition platform.

This tournament is too hasty, everything has not been decided, and the first few battles can avoid the so-called seeded players fighting.

And who fights first and who fights later depends on the old man's preference.