Chapter Sixty-Seven: The Verge
"That person's name is Qing Ye, and his background is unknown, but it is well known that he is the only personal apprentice of the Beast Spirit Hall Master. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"
"What special abilities does he have?" The personal disciple of the Beast Spirit Hall Master was still the only one, and Xuanyuan didn't believe that Qingye had anything extraordinary.
"He didn't show anything in the previous competitions, and according to the contestants who lost at his hands, his summoned creatures seemed to have autonomous consciousness regardless of their rank, just like they were alive." Lan Haoren said.
"Oh? So he didn't have the usual summoning technique of the Beast Spirit Hall, right? Is there any information about his natal spirit animal? Regulus was intrigued by this man's abilities.
"No matter what level of character he fought against before, the creatures he summoned were all different, so no one knew what his natal spirit beast was." Lan Haoren had no choice but to shake his head.
"That's a little difficult......" Xuanyuan frowned slightly, this person is so mysterious, so be careful.
"If the summoner is only competing in summoning ability, the advantage of spiritual power will be extremely weak, even if that Qingye does not reach the Three Desperate Realm, his cultivation on the way to summoning alone is not comparable to you, so you have to be more careful." Lan was also a little worried.
"There's no way around that, it's come to this, and what worries me even more is the exposure of my identity. In that case, I don't need to come to the door, then I'm afraid the prime minister will have to come first to embarrass me. After all, I kind of regret using my real name in the Psionic Group. Xuanyuan sighed, he really didn't think of this at the beginning. Fortunately, the attribute that the spiritual power group signed up for itself was a fire attribute, not a yin and yang attribute.
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The sound of firecrackers, gongs and drums, and the sound of various people coming and going all kinds of people came and went throughout the imperial city. Finally, it was time for the state banquet to begin.
"The Protector General is seated!"
"King Xuan has arrived!"
"The three hall masters of the Hundred Grass Hall, the Beast Spirit Hall, and the Martial Hall are in place!"
“……”
A person with a head and a face is seated according to the order of his seat, and the closer to the front desk, the more prominent his background is. For example, Wang Dacheng sat in the third row by virtue of his identity as the hall master of the Baicao Hall, while the representatives of the Wang family and the other ten major families could only sit in the last row.
At this time, Xuanyuan was preparing by the arena where the state banquet was located, and the spiritual power group, the refining group, the spirit weapon group, and the summoning group would compete in turn, and every time there was a final game, there would be some rewards for the current emperor of the Ming Kingdom interspersed in the middle. This cheapened Xuanyuan and gave him plenty of time to change his image.
In addition, just now, Xuanyuan was tested for blood by a priest from the Divine Pavilion. After all, he is going to participate in the finals, and Xuanyuan has been covering his face, and he always has to verify his identity.
"Your Majesty has arrived!"
With a loud voice, surrounded by a large group of horses, the emperor of the Ming Kingdom finally appeared.
At present, ten people, holding shields and spears, are obviously the Praetorian Guards dedicated to protecting the emperor, and they are all mighty and domineering, revealing the royal majesty.
Then a person, dressed in fine clothes, held a scepter with powerful thunder fluctuations on the scepter, showing the extraordinary nature of the master. There is no doubt that this person is the Ming Kingdom Protector Mage, who has the strength close to the Spirit Desperate Realm, and is known as the Thunderbolt King.
Then, it was the emperor himself who appeared, wearing a golden silk robe, wearing a crown, and a warm and majestic face, which made people feel cordial at the same time, but also a little awe-inspiring. Every move revealed an extraordinary temperament, and it was hard for Xuanyuan to imagine that this person and the cynical Brother Xuanwang were brothers.
Behind the emperor, there was an old man, holding a short staff, his spiritual power fluctuated very weakly, and he was dressed plainly, but his eyes were bright and clean, showing the clarity of this person's heart. If nothing else, this is the national teacher of the Ming Kingdom, the only sixth-level soothsayer in the Ming Kingdom, Tong Lao.
It's finally all here, Xuanyuan doesn't care about some of the etiquette and Taoism of this state banquet, he just wants to end the game as soon as possible, get the prize, and then do other things. Therefore, he did not listen to the emperor's speech very much.
“…… In this case, I would like to announce that this year's state banquet has officially begun. Please feel free to enjoy, and at the same time, please watch the wonderful confrontation of the best cultivators in China! After a long time, Xuanyuan breathed a sigh of relief and began to prepare before the game.
"Please come forward from the Beast Spirit Hall and the Martial Hall Master!"
Yang Yongxin invited the two hall masters who were good at fighting to the arena. Although he thinks that his strength is far superior to these contestants, after all, it is better to call these two people to protect the entire arena and protect the safety of everyone else. It is worth mentioning that contrary to the gender of the two deputy hall masters who were referees before, the hall master of the martial hall is a middle-aged woman, while the hall master of the beast spirit hall is a male old man.
"Please take your seat for the two finalists in the Spiritual Power Division!" Yang Yongxin's words were swept like a muffled thunderbolt, and the momentum was magnificent.
"Yin Xuanxuan!"
"Xuanyuan Dawn!"
The two came to the field and reported their names.
"The two sides compete, the winner is the champion of this year, the two do their best, remember to the point. The competition is not a life-and-death fight, both of you are the future pillars of my Ming Kingdom, don't be a killer. Yang Yong believed.
"Yes!" Both agreed.
"It's time to go!"
Yang Yongxin gave an order, and both of them were operating spiritual power. Yin Xuanxuan summoned an elemental staff, which was equipped by a fairly decent mage, while Xuanyuan held a flaming short sword, a bit like that kind of Taoist feeling.
"The realm of water, the Black Sea!"
Yin Xuanxuan took the lead in launching a skill, but it was not a tentative attack, but a domain skill that had never been used in a previous battle. The entire arena became gloomy, the water attribute element formed a small ocean, and the color of the water was deep and had a certain degree of adhesion, which made Xuanyuan quite uncomfortable at this time to use the fire attribute ability.
At this point, Xuanyuan will suffer a lot. Although he has mastered many fire-attribute skills, he is not a fire-attribute mage, and his Yin-Yang Array decrees that he does not need the blessing of the elemental realm, so he cannot use domain skills.
"Surge!"
Under the addition of the domain, Yin Xuanxuan used her skills more handily, and the black sea water roared up and rushed towards Xuanyuan. The breath in the waves made Xuanyuan feel palpitations, and if he was hit by the waves, he was afraid that he would inevitably be injured.
"Nanming is away from the fire!"
Regulus reacted quickly and summoned a flame talisman. The waves crashed over the fire, boiling instantly, and the sound of evaporation accompanied by the water mist witnessed the fierce collision between the two.
As the saying goes, fire and water are incompatible, and Xuanyuan's Five Elements Fire and Yin Xuanxuan's heavy water are not ordinary elements of fire and water, so the battle between the two is even more intense.
"Heavy water breaks!"
With a wave of Yin Xuanxuan's staff, countless heavy waters condensed in front of him, and continued to compress into a ball. The more it was compressed, the darker the color of the heavy water became, and then the compressed water balloon rushed towards Xuanyuan, and the air through which the water balloon could faintly see black traces.
"Fire Dancing Sun!"
With a wave of the short sword in Xuanyuan Xuanyuan's hand, the flame spiritual power also condensed into a round of red sun, colliding with the rushing heavy water mass.
"Boom!"
The entire venue shook violently because of the collision of the two skills. Yang Yongxin and the two hall masters on the side hurriedly increased the output of spiritual power and strengthened the protective shield of the venue to prevent energy from leaking out.
"The afterlife is terrifying! Unexpectedly, this year, these two people have vaguely reached the treasure desperate situation! ”
"If I'm not mistaken, then Yin Xuanxuan is the heir of the White Lotus Sect leader, and this White Lotus Sect has this daughter, which is a great blessing......"
The two of them fought in full swing on the field, and the big names who participated in the state banquet outside the venue also had a lot of discussions.
The hall master of Baicao Hall, Wang Dacheng, who was sitting in the third row, sweated for Xuanyuan, although he also knew the identity of this Yin Xuanxuan, but he naturally secretly supported Xuanyuan in his heart.
As the emperor's younger brother, King Xuan sat in the second row, he didn't look worried at all, and Dong Youzheng, who was sitting on the side, also looked indifferent. And Lan was under the cover of the cloak, and he didn't know what to do. Situ Hui didn't come with him this time, and it is estimated that he collapsed in the palace again from exhaustion.
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