Chapter Ninety-Seven: Registration

“......”

Dizzy, brother, big brother, you have only practiced the fourth layer of qi, why are you so good!

Ye Haoran was speechless, he couldn't wait to dig a crack in the ground and get in, everyone would brag, but he also had to pay attention to the B number.

But don't brag about it, that's a joke.

"You don't believe me?"

Ye Wu glanced sideways.

“......”

Ye Haoran was speechless again, "Brother, you are so confident." ”

Faced with Ye Wu's mysterious self-confidence, Ye Haoran could only smile awkwardly, raised his hand and wiped the cold sweat that did not exist on his forehead.

"Hehe......"

"Hehe......"

"Hehe......"

There was a sneer all around.

Most of the people of the Ye family just took it as a joke, and they only practiced the fourth layer of qi, and they wanted to win one of the big competitions of Yong'an City, young man, you really thought too much.

You're just practicing the fourth layer of qi, so you really think that others are ghost soldiers among ghosts.

But Ye Qingyu, Mu Ye, Black Star, and Yun Mu are so easy to provoke, I can only wish you good luck.

"It's a good idea to be ambitious. ”

In the central square of Yong'an City, in addition to a few rings, several huge pergolas were also built, and after the Ye family and others came to the pergola, when Ye Qingyu passed by Ye Wu's side, he raised his hand and gently patted Ye Wu's shoulder, chuckling.

"Hmph, what a cow, do you really think that the spirit bead is in your bag? ”

Seeing Ye Qingyu act like this, Ye Haoran couldn't look past it and mocked.

"Huh!"

Ye Wu smiled, he didn't care, Yun turned his head lightly and said lightly: "All strength speaks, there is nothing to say." ”

"Brother Ye, you have a really big heart. ”

Ye Haoran rolled his eyes.

......

With the arrival of the Ye family, the crowd separated again, and the Yun family's Mu family also followed, and the three flying powerhouses landed at the place of the city tower.

"City Lord Mo!"

"City Lord Mo!"

"City Lord Mo!"

Yun Tiantian, the head of the Yun family, Mu Wei, the head of the Mu family, Ye Zhengnan, the head of the Ye family, and the three innate powerhouses above Yong'an City all bowed to Mo Rushan, the city lord of Yong'an City.

How to say that Mo Rushan is also the city lord sent to Yong'an City by the Dayong Dynasty, a congenital strongman, no matter how the three families of Yun, Mu and Ye are the head snakes of Yong'an City.

On such a high-profile occasion, the city lord of Yong'an City must also be given the greatest respect.

"Haha, Brother Yun, Brother Mu, and Brother Ye are finally here, they are all a family, and they don't need so many courtesies. ”

Mo Rushan, the city lord of Yong'an City, smiled, put down the teacup, strode up, smiled kindly, and came to the three of them.

Mo is like a mountain, people are like their name, not moving like a mountain, between walking, there is only a heavy momentum.

On the top of the city tower, after the courtesy greetings of the four innate powerhouses, Mo Rushan was not humble and said directly: "Since the three family masters have all arrived, the annual big competition in Yong'an City has officially begun." ”

A clear voice sounded above the castle tower, and it resounded throughout.

"Yong'an City Competition has officially begun!"

As the words of the city lord Mo Rushan fell, the big drums standing on both sides of the city tower began to beat sharply.

The huge sound of drums was deafening and shook the sky.

"Here we go!"

On the square, countless people listened to the drums all day long, their eyes lit up, why did they practice year after year?

It's not about getting ahead.

Yong'an City is a place where many young cultivators have come to prominence.

Through the Yong'an City Competition, countless teenagers have soared, changed their lives, and embarked on another road to heaven in their lives.

"Registration is open, and all cultivators under the age of 20 can sign up!"

As soon as the shouts stopped, the surroundings of the central ring were immediately filled with countless cultivators who were under the age of 20.

"Age?"

"Name?"

Around the central ring, the staff of the City Lord's Mansion accepted the registration in an orderly manner, regardless of origin, origin, or cultivation.

As long as you want to participate in the Yongan City Competition, you can apply.

Immediately, countless teenagers with dreams and excited expressions began to surge, but under martial law from the guards of the countless city lord's mansions at the registration point.

These teenagers automatically and consciously lined up.

"Name?"

The clerk held a brush and asked questions without raising his head.

"Yellow Tiger. ”

Even if the 'Bloodthirsty Tiger' of Qingfeng Town is in Yong'an City, they can only queue up to sign up according to the rules, without the slightest preferential treatment.

Only the seeded players of the three major families can have this preferential treatment.

And the 30 seeded players of the three major families can only avoid the first two rounds of the competition, and when they get to the back, they all have to participate in the big competition.

The rules of the big match are extremely simple, the winner advances, and the loser steps down.

Simple and crude.

"Age. ”

After asking the name, the staff Long Feifeng wrote the word yellow tiger on a group of bamboo rows, and continued to ask questions.

There are a lot of people who have signed up, and the staff is working hard.

“18。 ”

Huang Hu spoke loudly.

As Huang Hu's voice fell, the staff wrote 18 words on the bamboo row, and drew out the bamboo row in his hand without raising his head, "Next." ”

From beginning to end, this staff member did not look up at Huang Hu.

Huang Hu picked up his identity bamboo row, and looked around in surprise, is it so simple to sign up, doesn't there be a test of age?

What should I do if I have a practitioner over the age of 20 who registers?

This thought had just flashed away in Huang Hu's heart, and another registration point next to him had already let out a loud shout: "Unqualified, you still come to sign up over 20 years old, are you dumbfounded when you are a person from Yong'an City?"

Listening to this loud shout, Huang Hu looked over.

I saw that in front of the registration point, a guard standing on both sides of the registration point with a blank face shouted and kicked a person who signed up to the ground.

"General, General!"

The young man who was kicked to the ground obviously didn't want to let go of this opportunity, crawled over crying, and begged: "I was born on December 30 at the end of the year, just one day, just one day away, give me a chance." ”

The sound of the boy's cry was simply moving, and he listened to the tears.

"Just one day?"

Huang Hu's eyes froze, and he looked up at the two black-armored soldiers standing at each registration point. It turns out that it is not that there is no need to check the age, but that these soldiers have special means to see through the age of each teenager who signs up.

"Get out, rules are rules, don't talk nonsense. ”

Listening to the young man's moving cry, the black-armored soldier was merciless, and directly stopped drinking coldly, and even another motionless soldier had quietly put his hand on the hilt of the knife.

"Boy, let's go, this is the rule!"

Alongside, some began to persuade.

"Hey!"

Some people sympathized and shook their heads: "It's just one day away, why can't you bear it!"

Sympathy is sympathy, but no one dares to challenge the majesty of the black-armored soldiers.

"Let's go!"

A man who may have been a friend of the teenager helped the boy and staggered away.