Chapter Twenty-Three: Fame Moves the Heavens
Yang Yi's attention focused on a token, the ravines are finely textured, and they are ingenious, worthy of the handiwork of the City Lord's Mansion, this small token is the legendary Zhaowu Order.
The Qualifier Challenge was bloodied, and that's what it is.
Grasping it in his hand, it was warm and smooth, Yang Yi felt very comfortable, and he didn't know what material this thing was made of.
"Senior Sun, what is this?"
"Beigulou voluntarily abstained in the last round, can he still be qualified to seize the Zhaowu Order?"
Qiu Yuecian was really surprised, she was bold and careful, and asked Sun Zhixing for the reason.
"Oh? It seems that Beigulou has not participated in the qualification challenge for too long, which has caused you juniors to pay less attention, and it is no wonder that you have been out of generation for many years. ”
"The City Lord's Mansion stipulates that abstention does not mean abandonment of the game, the points are still valid, Yang Xiaoyou performed well in the first four rounds, and if the points are high, he is naturally eligible to award the Zhaowu Order."
Is it any wonder that Sun Zhixing's prestige can be compared to that of the Lord of Heavenly Fantasy City? Modest, not putting on a show, it is difficult not to make people respectful, rather than succumbing to its coercion, compared to the majestic Wu Qianyou, Sun Zhixing seems approachable.
"Then thank you seniors for your doubts!" Qiu Yueciao, who suddenly came to his senses, politely expressed his gratitude to Sun Zhixing.
Sun Zhixing was quite talkative, especially when Yang Yi raised some questions about cultivation later, and began to look at Yang Yi at a young age.
There are only three people in Beigulou's decline, Yang Yi is the youngest, only seventeen, and even Sun Zhixing is amazed, Beigulou can get a fierce general.
After the greetings, Sun Zhixing had other tasks, so he took people to bid farewell to Beigulou.
"Jes! Finally, I can have the opportunity to see the Zhaowu Conference, and the conference does not need to be competitive, it is simply relaxed and enjoyable. Yang Yi couldn't help but shout excitedly for a long time, especially when he heard the subtle benefits of Sun Zhixing, he was in a good mood.
On the side, Mo Susu looked at Yang Yi's smug appearance, and said viciously with a small mouth: "What do you have to say?" Sister Ben is much rarer than that. ”
I don't know what she means, Yang Yi didn't dare to react, for fear that he would be uncomfortable if he was caught off guard and fall into the pit Mosusu, so he deliberately had to be nervous again.
"This Zhaowu Order, good thing! A month later, at the Zhaowu Conference, when the time comes, I will make a shining debut with it, and my blood will boil just thinking about it, and I don't know how many spring peach blossoms will fall under its light. ”
Before Yang Yi finished speaking, Mo Susu erupted on the spot and poked with one finger!
She jumped high and poked Yang Yi's head hard, see if you are still arrogant? Still want my sister?
Flexibly dodging, the angry Mo Susu's face turned red, and the evil dragon roared, but he was always helpless Yang Yi, in terms of real strength, Yang Yi had steadily suppressed Mo Susu.
Beigulou rarely has the atmosphere of a hip-hop paradise, Qiu Yuecian watched Yang Yi and Mo Susu frolicking from a distance, and the pear vortex smiled lightly, allowing the two of them to bounce and stop without saying anything.
Time is like an arrow, nearly half a month has passed quietly, and any topic discussed in Heavenly Fantasy City is not as hot as the Zhaowu Conference in the near future.
Not long after, the city lord's mansion officially announced that the forces that had granted the qualifications of the Zhaowu Order were the real big bang, and some corners were ecstatic, and some corners were tense.
A name on the Heavenly Fantasy List makes all the forces look very unpleasant, even more than a big fish thorn inserted into the throat, in the Zhaowu Conference in recent decades, let alone winning the quota, even if the name has never appeared in Beigulou, it really occupies a place.
How can those forces who have fought to the death for several consecutive conferences and invested a heavy price be embarrassed, the huge turmoil caused by a name in Heavenly Fantasy City is a rare sight for many years.
In particular, the overall forces far exceed those forces of Beigulou, looking at Beigulou, and Xixumen is one of them, bearing the brunt, and a cadre of people and so on to "visit".
Bang!
With a loud bang, the gate of Beigulou was savagely smashed open, Yang Yi flashed outside the compound, only to see a large group of people breaking in for no reason, this group of people Yang Yi basically had no impression, and no one knew him.
"Do you think that because you have a large number of people, you can trespass on other people's territory? If you are a sincere guest, I Beigulou is very welcome! ”
"A pack of impolite beasts is never welcome." A group of people who ignore the rules of other people's turf, Yang Yi said coldly.
"Beigulou, where did you get so many rules?" Du Que, whose face was very unnatural, held back the anger in his heart.
Even if there are some big forces in Heavenly Fantasy City, when will anyone dare to talk to him like this?
"This seat Du Que, I came here today, just for one thing!"
Yang Yi frowned and thought deeply, probably guessed some eyebrows, the Zhaowu Conference is coming, and the workers at this node have moved everyone to come to the door, and there are no three hundred taels of silver here.
"I cherish the people of Xiying Cave, the master of the Void Gate, and specially ordered me to visit Beigulou in person, and spend a lot of money to get the Zhaowu Order of your building, not for anything else!"
Du Que deliberately took out the name of the strong man in the door, and his expression gradually became proud.
Really! It turned out to be for Zhaowuling, and there was a slight meaning of forced buying and selling.