"His opponent in the first game was a son of the Xiang clan, and the two sides were purely hedged with strength, and the son of the Xiang clan was defeated. ”

On the observation deck of the Imperial City located on a high place, the deacon of the carp tribe who was in charge of determining the victory or defeat of the ring bowed slightly. The observation deck was empty, and the members of the Council of Elders and the high-ranking officials of the Demon Court were all in the dark stone hall at this time, holding the dossier that had just been sent, thoughtful.

Hearing the words of the carp deacon, many eyes fell on the tall figure like a mountain at the top.

The Great Elder is also the patriarch of the Xiang clan.

Why would a son of the Xiang clan run in a place like Matsucho and still lose?

The Great Elder still had his eyes closed, as if he were asleep, and there was no response. The big people in the hall shook their heads, and their eyes fell back to the dossier, and a high-ranking official of the Demon Court suddenly changed his expression slightly, and said, "His opponent in the second game is actually Nirvana?"

Hearing this, there was a whisper in the stone hall, and it was obvious that he was also surprised. For these demon clan bigwigs, Nirvana is of course nothing, but after all, he is a well-known powerhouse, thinking that if this is really the case, why would he lose?

"Nirvana was killed directly because his knife was not as fast as the opponent's fist. ”

The deacon of the carp clan didn't listen to the exclamations coming from the stone hall in front of him, lowered his head and continued, "The third battle is Han Xiaodao. ”

A shocked voice came out of the stone hall: "Wait, are you talking about Han Xiaodao that we all know?"

The carp deacon's voice trembled slightly, and he said, "Yes, and then he was defeated too. ”

Someone asked urgently, "What's next?"

The carp deacon was silent for a moment, as if the mental impact of what had happened at that time had not completely dissipated on him.

"The fourth game was Wu Yu, who also lost. ”

"Wu Yu?" the man exclaimed, "You're not mistaken, how could he have been defeated?"

At this moment, an official looked at the loud names that appeared one after another behind the file, frowned slightly and asked, "Wait a while, this official doesn't understand, why there are so many masters in such a remote lower city ring?"

The carp deacon, with his head lowered, did not answer the question.

None of his colleagues or members of the Presbyterian Council in the stone hall answered his question.

There was something awkward hidden in the silence.

Many of the big names in the stone hall knew the answer to this question very well, because it was originally arranged by them in advance.

In addition to such a strong figure as Xiao De, the patriarchs of the various tribes and the officials in the demon court did not have the luxury of expecting the candidates of their clan to win the final victory of the Chosen Ceremony and marry the princess, they just wanted to take this opportunity to let the young and strong people of their clan enter the forefront and get the qualification to enter the Heavenly Tree, as long as they accepted the baptism of desolate fire and the blessing of the ancestral spirit, they could improve a lot of strength, and they might even make a breakthrough in the short term.

For this reason, these bigwigs have invariably placed the young powerhouses in their tribes who have great potential, but are not particularly eye-catching, into the lower city that has received little attention, hoping to avoid more strong enemies and strive to win one of the three places.

This idea makes a lot of sense, even if there are many clans with this idea, and in a sense they still bump into each other in advance, but the competition in the lower city is still much easier than the one near the Imperial City and the castle tower.

However, no one expected that the end result would be so.

The young powerhouses who had high hopes from the various clans were defeated.

They were defeated by an ordinary-looking bear youth.

An elder suddenly asked sharply, "Even if this son miraculously won six games in a row, and won the general election in Mitsubaki District on behalf of Matsucho, and won a place, then why is he the only one who comes? Isn't there three places in Xiacheng District? What about the other two?"

He is the patriarch of the deer clan, and today he secretly put his favorite illegitimate son in Nanxiang, hoping to fish in troubled waters and get a chance for the illegitimate child to enter the Heavenly Tree tomorrow, but obviously he had received news that his illegitimate son had won, why didn't he appear now?

"That guy played on behalf of Matsucho, and after taking the place in Mitsubaki District, he went to Star River and Nango. ”

The carp deacon couldn't help but sigh when he thought about the pictures he had seen earlier, and said, "He also snatched those two places." ”

There was silence in the stone hall for a moment, obviously out of surprise and incomprehension, and after a moment the angry roar of the deer patriarch rang out.

"What the hell does this idiot want to do! Isn't it enough to get a spot? Don't he know that a quota can't be transferred!"

This is something that many elders and officials do not understand. Now that he has obtained the quota in the Sanchun District, he will be able to enter the Heavenly Tree tomorrow to receive the baptism of wildfire, why does that guy refuse to give up and go to Star River to fight with Nanxiang for two more battles?

Although the rules of the Heavenly Chosen Ceremony do not prohibit this, although the strength of that guy may indeed be very strong, but the truly powerful opponent has not yet appeared, what is the point of him doing this except for consuming true yuan and wasting energy?

"I don't know. The carp deacon thought about what the guy said when he walked into the ring, and said with some hesitation: "It seems to be because of ...... He doesn't like others to participate in the Chosen Ceremony, as long as anyone participates, he will be defeated. ”

What is this reason called? It's simply incomprehensible.

Suddenly, an indifferent voice said, "I don't understand, how did he win." ”

It's not really not understanding, it's not believing, it's questioning.

Obviously, many bigwigs of the demon clan, including that official, felt that this matter was too strange and had a lot of suspicions.

The carp deacon thought of something else, his mind was slightly in a trance, and he said, "He uses his fists. ”

"Fist?"

"Yes, whether it is against Shang Nirvana, Han Xiaodao, or any other strong person, he only uses one punch. ”

"A punch?"

"Yes, he only throws one punch at a time, and then his opponent goes down. ”

The stone hall was silent for a long time, and no sound came out.

The twilight is not thick, the sun is still shining, but the wind is getting a little cool.

The carp deacon stood on the observation deck, his clothes swept by the wind, and he looked like a burning flag in the sunset.

From early morning to dusk, I don't know how many battles were fought in the ring of the Chosen Ceremony.

But it's clear that the most important thing today is the nine fights that took place in Downtown.

In nine fights, that guy threw a total of nine punches.

One punch per fight.

Defeat the enemy with one punch.

What kind of concept is this?

What's that picture like?

The big guys looked slightly grim and were silent.

Yes, no matter how beautiful and amazing the spirit is, no matter how big the movement is, it will not make those poor people who go down to the city follow silently and neatly, looking at that person with such fanaticism and awe.

The problem is that that guy is not a master of the clan sent by the tribes, he is a real downtownman. It is very clear in the dossier that he lived in the lower town for many years, that he worked as a coolie, painted and now brushed dishes in a tavern.

The big men in the temple were very far from the bottom, but they knew very well what that meant and how dangerous it was.

"Who the hell is this guy, the name looks a little familiar. ”

As these words broke the silence, countless eyes looked at a certain place in the hall.

There was a very burly figure in that corner, but just like the patriarch of the Xiang clan, from beginning to end, he was silent, as if he was asleep. But at this time, neither the elders nor the high-ranking officials of the Demon Court would let him continue to pretend to be asleep.

Because he is the patriarch of the bear clan.

The patriarch of the bear clan said slowly: "Don't look at me, this is not arranged by me, and I am not qualified to arrange him, as for who he is...... You should know that if you have forgotten his name, what right are you to sit here?"

......

......

In a short time, word spread about what happened in the lower city today.

The richly dressed residents of Uptown looked at that figure with a lot of awe and fear in their eyes.

Those beautiful and squeamish aristocratic ladies looked at that figure with a lot more heat in their eyes.

The other six candidates, who were also qualified to enter the Heavenly Tree, had different emotions when they looked at that figure.

Some eyes are full of jealousy, and some are full of killing intent.

The second prince of Daxizhou stared slightly, not knowing what he was thinking.

The young man in the hat looked in the direction of the imperial city, not knowing what he was looking at.

Xiao De looked at the figure quietly, thinking about the specific battle report he had just received.

He was sure that he had not met this young man of the bear clan, but why did this person give him a familiar feeling?

Thousands of people from the lower city stopped in front of the Imperial City Square, like a tidal wave.

A large area was vacated at the front of the crowd, and the reef-like figure became more and more distinct.

The bigwigs on the observation deck didn't speak again.

The queen lady higher up did not speak.

This is the default.

The high-ranking official in charge of the Heavenly Chosen Ceremony looked at him and asked, "What clan are you?" ”

The names of all the candidates are written on the file, and the registration is only a traditional custom to verify the real identity of the candidate, and it is an honor to indicate the tribe.

It was quiet in front of the imperial city, and countless eyes looked over, wanting to know the answer.

"Bears. But I'm not fighting for my tribe today. ”

Twilight shone on his face, much like the light reflected off the surface of a lake.

The big banyan tree is on the opposite side of the lake, and the stove house is on this side of the lake.

He squinted, not knowing if he was stabbed by the light or if he was smiling innocently.

"Anglican Academy, Xuanyuan Po. ”