Chapter 1217: Uncle Huang is against Empress Wei
Si Yutian said: "Uncle Huang is against Empress Wei. In the past, when Empress Wei was away, the imperial uncle was the regent. After Empress Wei came to power, the imperial uncle's position as regent was relieved. Uncle Huang used to have a good relationship with his brother. β
Ye Luo was entangled.
If she had stayed in the past, she would definitely think that Si Xiaoran was a person who could be befriended; But since she doubted the life and death of the king of Yi, she didn't think that the old ministry who supported the king of Yi was someone who could be trusted.
This Si Xiaoran, let's still have reservations.
"The third round of assessment. Held at the No. 2 battlefield of Tianji Mountain. β
Lin Qiqi, Shen Tumu, and Shen Wuyu brought 500 qualified candidates into a new mountain.
It would be more accurate to say that it is a battlefield than an arena.
This is a relatively primitive ancient arena, located on the top of the mountain, covering an area of about tens of thousands of square meters, with a circular ring of spectator seats, below, a total of 50 sub-arenas.
By the time Ye Luo and the others arrived, there were already 10 people standing in the fifty sub-arenas.
Lin Qiqi announced: "The third round of the exam is even more cruel. Here, you have to duel with the bottom five hundred disciples of the Heavenly Machine Sect. The winner stays, the loser leaves. β
Many new students were in an uproar.
"Is there a mistake, let's fight with the senior brother and sister who have been cultivating in the Tianji Gate for more than 3 years? Then we will suffer too much. β
"That's right, these senior brothers and sisters should have been guided. Even some of them have studied the mastery of the Four Academies. β
"Hey, it's over. Look at those senior brothers and sisters on the arena, dozens of them are third-order mad martial artists. β
"If you do, there's only one way to die."
β¦β¦
Those who cultivated to the freshman level below the mad martial artist were particularly worried.
Because, this game is basically their death date.
Lin Qiqi said again: "Tianji Gate is such a place full of fierce competition, and disciples with poor performance will be expelled from the mountain gate in three years at most."
Immediately afterward, Lin Qiqi's eyes lit up, swept to the fifty arenas, and said coldly: "Some of you are disciples of the Outer Gate Academy. Some of them are the tails of the performance cranes in the four courtyards of Qiankun Yin and Yang, or the disciples who have made big mistakes. This is your last chance, if you don't want to leave the Heavenly Gate, defeat these newcomers and try to fight for a place! β
"Okayβ"
"Roarβ"
"Long live Senior Sister Lin!"
The five hundred disciples at the bottom of the Heavenly Machine Sect let out a heaven-shattering exclamation, one by one, as if they were facing a great enemy, and when their eyes swept over these freshman candidates, they were full of monstrous hostility.
Either you die, or I die!
The atmosphere in the No. 2 Arena of Tianji Mountain was heated up all of a sudden!
The arena was packed.
Some are relatives and friends of the freshman examiners, and some are relatives and friends of the five hundred Tianji Sect disciples who are about to be eliminated. Everybody was extremely nervous. This is a test of fighting strength and fighting strength.
Because, the ratio of the candidate number is random.
If you draw a senior brother or sister with a relatively poor cultivation, you will be lucky; If you are matched with a senior brother or sister who has violated serious door rules with extremely high cultivation, then congratulations, you stepped on-.
On the golden welcome screen, the candidate number and the names of the five hundred Tianji Sect disciples were flashing and matching rapidly.
"Dingβ"
Final word.
The flickering stopped.