Three days passed in a flash, and finally came to the time of the official competition of the Fengyun Society, and there was no news from the Black Dragon King's side, which made Long Yun's inner worry deeper, but now he also knew that it was not the time to affect his mood, and only by making every effort to make a difference in the Fengyun Club was the greatest support for his father.

Long Yun and the three of them, accompanied by Xiaohu, came to the huge stage specially built by Juyingfang for the Fengyun Society. Walking on the street, you can feel the impact of the wind and clouds on the city, the shops on both sides of the street are whitewashed, the passing contestants and more spectators make the streets busy, full of lively atmosphere, each shop has presented their most proud goods to sell loudly, hoping to take advantage of such a grand event to make a big profit, if you can promote your store through these young talents and the major forces behind them, it is definitely an additional harvest.

Where has Long Yun seen such a lively scene, curious he looked left and right, full of novelty about everything here, but although the things here are good, there is no shortage of rare treasures that were rare in the past, like a person-tall blood-red coral, it is said that it is a soft armor made by Mengze predator's belly armor, and there are divine soldiers stained with the blood of Yuan Sheng, and other strange treasures make Long Yun's eyes red, but after asking the price, Long Yun can only helplessly stick out his tongue, although the things are good, but unfortunately he is shy in his pocket, which is not something he can afford.

When he came to the venue of the Fengyun Club, he was filled with noisy human voices and the constantly roaring drums, Long Yun had never experienced such a crowded scene, surrounded by crowds of people who came to see the excitement, and a circle of uniformly dressed drummers were arranged around the main stage, beating the half-human-high drums neatly, making a deafening roar, like countless thunderbolts exploding in his ears. Under the main stage, more than a dozen circular rings were built in turn like a chessboard, each small ring has a diameter of seven or eight zhang, it seems that the subsequent games will be divided into winners and losers in this ring one by one, and the crowd outside the ring is crowded with people who come to see the excitement, but the crowded crowd is separated by Yingyangwei at a distance of three zhang from the ring, maintaining the cleanliness of the ring.

Finally squeezed through the crowd, a group of four people finally walked through the human wall through a long alley to the registration of the contestants, this is a large pavilion built on the side of the stage, the flow of people is divided into four rows, there are several seemingly extremely refined documents sitting inside, according to the previous registration information, each young person registered with the name of the family of origin, and will draw lots under the gaze of everyone to decide the opponent and venue of the competition. Before Long Yun and the three of them came to the big pavilion, they saw the three big characters on the pavilion from top to bottom from top to bottom, and Xiaohu couldn't help but comment after seeing it: "These three words are vigorous and vigorous, and they are written in one go, it seems to be written by a famous artist!" Although Long Yun didn't know much about calligraphy, he did think that these three characters were written very well, but he didn't expect that the Howling Tiger Protector still had a lot of research on calligraphy. But as soon as Xiaohu's voice fell, an old and dry sneer came from the side, "Who should I be, the demon barbarian dares to comment on calligraphy, these three words are written by Old Man Su himself, with his strength in being holy for many years, it is naturally not good, how dare you judge this barbarian!" The four of them turned their heads to look at each other, only to see a gray-haired old man mocking the tiger coldly.

Long Yun and the others immediately glared at the old man angrily, and the vulture, who had always been quick to talk, scratched his bald head with one hand, and replied unceremoniously: "Old man! Half of your body is about to sink into the ground, what strange things are you saying there, if you want to speak, go to Lord Yama to talk to it! The old man didn't pay any attention to the vulture, but a young man jumped out behind him, and his face was about to hit the tip of the vulture's nose, and I saw that he was dressed in a strong suit, wearing a yellow robe, and carrying a long knife behind him, and he looked like a practitioner. The yellow-robed young man stared at the vulture with a pair of eyes, and said unceremoniously: "A demon is a demon barbarian, full of foul language, you quickly pray not to meet me on the field, I will beat you so that you can't speak." Hearing this, he clenched his fist with his right hand and was about to smash it into the yellow-robed young man, but the howling tiger on the side suddenly made a move, held down the right fist that the vulture was about to launch, and slowly spoke: "Who am I, it turned out to be Old Man Huang, if you guess correctly, this should be the second young master of the noble, it seems that he has successfully set foot in the Yuan Division." The Huang family's sand wind knife technique had already been taught by Xiaohu last time, and with the talent of the second young master Huang, he must have cultivated a small success, but the cultivation was full of dangers, I hope he will not be as unlucky as his eldest brother. After saying that, he took the three of Longyun vultures and turned around and left, and went straight to register. When the second young master of the Huang family heard Xiaohu mention his eldest brother, his eyes bulged like copper bells, the green tendons in his hands burst out, and he was ready to draw a knife with his right hand. The old man looked very old, but his skills were a few points faster than this young man, and he returned the blade that had been pulled out by an inch with one palm, and said coldly: "Don't be impulsive, you are far from being the opponent of Xiaohu, what you have to do is to slaughter all the demon cubs of Longwu Mountain in the ring and avenge your eldest brother, you know, Huang Huan!" Huang Huan took a sip and replied fiercely: "Hmph, when the time comes, I'll cut them all down!" ”

Long Yun and the three of them quickly completed the registration and were guided to the rest area specially designated for the contestants, Long Yun frowned and asked like a howling tiger protector: "What is the origin of the second young master of the Huang family just now, and that old man, why did he target us indiscriminately?" I saw Xiaohu open his mouth slightly, laughed twice, and then explained to them: "That old man is the head of the Huang family in Qizhou, Huang Feng. The Huang family was originally a big family in Qizhou, but after Huang Feng's eldest brother, the old head of the Huang family with semi-saint strength, died, his strength was greatly reduced, and he originally had a little talent as a young master, but he was killed in the war between Qizhou and Beiyan before, and he has always blamed us for the untimely support of Longwu Mountain, and regarded us as mortal enemies. After listening to the explanation of the Howling Tiger Protector, several people roughly understood the relationship, but Long Yun was very puzzled by what the Howling Tiger mentioned about the Yuan Master and the Half-Saint or something, and he hurriedly asked the Howling Tiger curiously. Xiaohu looked at Long Yun with a stunned expression, shook his head and explained helplessly: "Okay, you dragon boy has never been to Longwu Mountain, and you don't know the basic situation of this world." The dragon king should have told you, our demon clan has devoted his life to cultivating as a demon yuan, and human beings are the same, those who have a spiritual root to enter the yuan force to cultivate are just like your demon generals, but they are called Yuan masters, the basic division is actually the same, our demon realm is called Yuan Zun in the monks of the human world, and the Yuan Sheng is equivalent to the demon king of our demon clan, can become a saint realm, and they are also dragons and phoenixes among people, and they have to cross countless tribulations, and there is only one in ten thousand people, and it is extremely difficult to break through, so they have stayed at the peak of Yuan Zun for many years, Those who are in the realm of the Yuan Sage at the beginning are respected as half-saints, which is also a representative of strength. ”

Seeing that Long Yun had a basic understanding of this human world, Xiaohu continued to say to Long Yun: "You must know that our Black Dragon King is a real demon king, so our Longwu Mountain can occupy a piece of territory in Qizhou to survive, the current Huang Feng is just hard-mouthed, if the Dragon King is here, he won't dare to say a word." Xiaohu's words made Long Yun's eyes widen, although he had been speculating about his father's strength in his heart, when Xiaohu confirmed that his father was actually a demon king, Long Yun was still shocked, he is now a first-class demon general, I don't know how much worse it is from the demon king, and his future road seems to be very long!