The next day, the city was bustling with activity. Because of the competition, the Castle Lord's Mansion is open to everyone.

As soon as it was dawn, a monk rushed to the City Lord's Mansion to line up, just to find a good position to watch the game.

In the face of this kind of monk, the soldier had no choice but to let him line up at the door according to the regulations. It didn't take long for the line to grow.

Probably because of the large number of people, the soldiers put these monks into the city lord's mansion early and let them sit on the viewing platform.

For a time, the morning, which had been quiet, became noisy because of the arrival of these monks.

The Castle Lord's Mansion was also changed a little because of this competition, and the place that was originally used to inspect the soldiers became the home of the competition, one large ring, four small rings.

There is also a clearing where a stone pillar with runes carved into it stands. It was guarded by two soldiers.

Soon, most of the people came, all of them came to watch the game, and as for the contestants, none of them arrived.

"Why haven't you come yet?" Someone looked at the time, there was still an hour before the start of the game, and it stands to reason that the players were already in place.

It didn't take long for the people of the big family to come, and unlike these casual cultivators, they had their own exclusive position. Not only can you see clearly, but it is not crowded.

One after another, almost all of them knew each other and greeted each other.

"Oh my God, that's a saint, right?" Someone opens their mouth wide and looks at a place.

An old man stepped into the air, if it weren't for him stepping into the air, absolutely no one would have thought that he was a saint.

Because he is so ordinary, like an old man over half a hundred years old, walking in the park. There is no momentum in the body.

"Elder Long, you don't need to come in person for a junior competition." The head of the family stood up and clenched his fist at the old man.

"I'm bored, come and have a look." The old man's voice was not loud, but everyone could hear it clearly, as if it were for himself.

"Haha, Elder Long is so Yaxing." And the head of the house spoke.

The strength of these family masters is not weak, and they are only one step away from the Holy Realm, but this step is even more difficult than ascending to the sky, as if there is a barrier to stop them.

"Elder Long is here because of the affairs of the Night Dynasty, right?" Someone knows what happened that day, so they know what Long Lao came for.

"It must be, otherwise how could a small game alarm the saints." Someone nodded.

"Everyone, be quiet." The city lord appeared in front of everyone at this time, as if he hadn't noticed Long Lao, and said to himself, "The game will start soon, you can cheer, you can shout, but you are not allowed to interfere in the game, if this happens, then don't blame me for not reminding me." ”

"When did you kid learn to host the game?" Elder Long spoke on the side.

The city lord turned his head to look and jumped directly, "Old man, you won't say a word when you come." With that, he gave him the place in the center.

"No, I'm just here to see it, and when I don't want to see it, I'll leave." Long Lao shook his head and stood beside him.

"Old man, don't give me a problem, you stand, then how dare these people of the family master sit." The city lord looked at the family masters, and all of them were standing, waiting for the old man to take his seat.

"Am I that terrible to see you like that?" Long Lao sighed and sat down slowly.

The lord of the castle breathed a sigh of relief and asked the soldiers to bring the people of the game over.

Soon, groups of people appeared in the clearing with stone pillars.

One of the soldiers spoke, "The city lord has an order, and he is afraid that someone will lie about his age, so he comes here to measure his age, and the latter will be disqualified from the competition after fifty." ”

Everyone nodded, and there was no objection.

"The competition is still divided into age groups, under 20 is a section, under 30 is the second stage, under 40 is the third stage, and under 50 is the fourth stage. We may be the first segment. Qian 10,000 stood next to Li Jianjun.

"I thought I was going to fight with a Dao Realm powerhouse." Li Jianjun saw a person with a high cultivation level in the crowd, and there was a high probability that he was a Dao realm powerhouse.

"What do you want?" Qian 10,000 rolled his eyes.

"Our playing field is in the middle, and it is also the largest stage, if you lose then, see how I clean you up." Long Shuang'er stood behind the two.

"No way, don't worry." Qian 10,000 waved his hand, and then looked at the city lord, and was directly stunned at this look, "No." ”

"What's wrong?" Long Shuang'er also looked over there, also frozen.

Li Jianjun was curious, and also looked over, and found that there was an old man sitting where the city lord was originally sitting, and Li Jianjun couldn't see that this old man had a little cultivation.

To be precise, if Li Jianjun closed his eyes, he wouldn't be able to see the old man just by looking at it in this special way.

"Who's that man?" Li Jianjun was curious why an ordinary person was sitting there.

"Sage." Money 10,000.

"What!" Li Jianjun was surprised, looked again, but still didn't find anything, feeling that the old man there was an ordinary person, and as soon as he closed his eyes, he would disappear, as if he had merged into heaven and earth.

The aura neither repelled him nor approached him, passing through his body as if it had touched nothing.

"Is this a saint?" Li Jianjun swallowed his saliva, and he suddenly felt a suffocating oppression, which seemed to be from the soul, which made Li Jianjun breathless.

"Don't keep looking, it's a saint, he can hide himself, otherwise we monks will be affected by the momentum he exudes, just like you are now." Qian Yiwan saw that Li Jianjun was short of breath, and knew that he was oppressed by the breath of the saint.

Li Jianjun shook his head, not looking at the old man, and the inexplicable sense of oppression slowly disappeared.

"How? First time to see the saint. Qian Yiwan smiled and asked Li Jianjun curiously.

"It's like you're facing heaven and earth." Li Jianjun really felt that heaven and earth were pressing on him at that moment.

"Well, that's a nice analogy." Qian 10,000 nodded.

"What is the old man doing here, he won't come to see our game." Qian 10,000 touched his chin.

"Is it possible?" Long Shuang'er asked.

"Impossible." Qian 10,000 shook his head, this is definitely impossible, not to mention their competition, even the competition of the Law Realm can't attract saints.

"Maybe it's because of the Night Dynasty." Long Shuang'er frowned.

"That's your royal business, and it has nothing to do with us." Qian Shiwan looked indifferent, "Speaking of your royal family, why didn't you see Long Aoshi and Long Bing'er?" ”

"What kind of competition does the organizer participate in?" Long Shuang'er said.

"You're not the organizer?" Qian 10,000 looked at Long Shuang'er.

"It's different." Long Shuang'er shook her head.

Li Jianjun looked at Long Shuang'er, he only found out now that Long Shuang'er and Long Bing'er were both surnamed Long, and Li Jianjun's words of Qian 10,000 just now also made Li Jianjun hear.

Li Jianjun felt that Long Shuang'er and Long Shuang'er's father should be a family.

Li Jianjun's conjecture is good, Long Shuang'er and Long Bing'er are indeed a family, both of them are the sons of the previous generation of emperors.

"Mr. Qian, it's your turn." The soldier reminded the trio.

"Got it." Qian Shiwan nodded, and took the lead in going up to touch the stone pillar, and the stone pillar lit up with nineteen runes.

"Nineteen." The soldier spoke.