The participants walked into the east stone hall of the competition one after another, and in the sound of the loud and loud horn, a person who looked like a civil official climbed the lookout on the stone wall, unfolded the book in his hand and began to read it aloud.

"All the warriors present, the triennial Tuoba event is about to begin! I believe everyone is as excited and looking forward to it as I am! The preliminary round can be formed as a team or alone, and the form of participation is free, but all the warriors need to pay attention to the fact that when the door of the East Xuanshi Hall is closed, the game will officially begin, and the winner will advance regardless of life or death! In the evening, the door of the Dongxuan Hall will open again, and the warriors who are still standing at that time will successfully advance to the next round, if you really can't hold on and want to give up halfway, please go to the northernmost gate and ring the bell, with three times as the code, there will be soldiers to open the door, the game can be retreated, but the real battle cannot! So those who escape from the battle will be punished accordingly, and will forever lose the qualification to participate in the Tuoba Festival, and the Tuoba Festival does not need cowards! Remember, warriors, that you are the people of the South, and that you will fight for strength! This is the supreme glory! As long as you have strength, you will be able to stand on the top! Accept the worship of all people! Don't ......."

The officials in charge are still excitedly encouraging the enthusiasm of the contestants, and their words reveal their admiration for force, as if they can't wait to rush to the arena to compete, but the civil officials of the southern country have other selection methods, although they are not as big as the grand Tuoba event, but they are also quite large-scale, but neither the civil official nor the military attache can change the incomparable admiration of the southern people for the armed force.

Although Weaving Dream couldn't understand what he said with an unusually excited expression, but Streamer was very considerate and quickly translated it for them, Weaving Dream listened carefully and thought it was quite interesting, she participated in such a competition for the first time, and said to Streamer after listening: "The worship of your country is quite interesting." ”

For the first time, the streamer showed some disapproval, and his blue eyes, which were as bright as the sea on weekdays, were foggy, and he muttered, "What's so interesting about being so belligerent?"

Weaving Dream laughed, "Haha, at least it's very united!"

Zhu An thought of the disappeared Phantom Flower Country, if they had such a martial complex as the Southern Kingdom, they might have a different kind of waves in the long river of history! However, the moon has a surplus and a deficiency, and things in the world cannot be too perfect, and it is precisely because of the lack that the world will be ups and downs and unpredictable, this is the original appearance of the world.

Zhu'an nodded, "Well, it's been the case for a long time, although it's not necessarily the best. ”

Streamer pulled out a wooden sword from his waist and pointed it at the sky, and said proudly, "I think it's time to change such pedantic rules!"

"Pretty man, your ambitions aren't small!"

Streamer scratched his head and laughed embarrassedly, and the heroic spirit that he had worked so hard to maintain instantly collapsed.

"Haha, sister, don't praise me, I'm so shy!"

is different from the three of them, and the evaluation of the game does not have a utilitarian attitude, there is more saber rattling in the venue, and some people have naked eyes showing murderous intent, without concealment, just Weaving Dream can capture more than half, such a murderous look makes her feel very uncomfortable.

The five people closest to them, older than them, tall and burly, looked quite kind, several people stood together and chatted, and the result was that the officials in charge finally ended their passionate speeches, and after announcing the start, the stone gate of the Dongxuan Hall fell with a bang, and the entire grassland became a closed killing field.

Weaving dreams of what Streamer said in the inn before: "They are all guys who smile on the surface, maybe they kill each other faster than anyone else!" Many of them only get together on the road, find out each other's strength, and when they get to the game, they will directly turn their faces and pick on their peers, so don't be confused by this illusion!"

Streamer had never participated in the Tuoba Festival before, Weaving Dream felt that what he said was a bit arbitrary, but the facts were as he said, the five people were obviously still laughing and laughing with each other last second, after the stone door fell heavily, a bearded man directly touched a sharp knife out of his sleeve, and stabbed his companion beside him, the man who was killed covered the blood hole on his body, his eyes were bloodshot and stared at a huge one, with an unbelievable look, but when he fell to the ground, a cold dagger also fell out of his sleeve。

The two of them have the same thoughts, and neither is simpler than the other.

The bearded man sneered and looked at his companion beside him, the sharp knife in his hand was still stained with fresh blood, red and seeping, and the rest of the people changed their faces one after another, glanced at each other, and no longer hidden, directly lit up their respective weapons, and began to fight.

Not only the group of people around them, but many of the teams that came in together also began to attack each other, but there were friends who came together and fought side by side.

Soon there were many wounded people groaning and falling to the ground, just knocking down one and turning their heads and running into another, endless fighting, the scene was very chaotic for a while, swords were all over the sky, wails and excited roars were intertwined with echoes, extremely noisy, some people's weapons in their hands were handed over, some people directly added their fists and feet, the fight was extremely fierce, and the blood of people was boiling, and the crowd of onlookers broke out into bursts of cheers.

Surrounded by such an atmosphere, Weaving Dream frowned, "This scene is a bit exaggerated......! Hmm, brother, what was the name of the one you taught me last time...... Gu control, yes, lock up a lot of poisonous insects together and fight, and then raise the most powerful one!"

Zhu An nodded, "That's really similar. ”

Streamer grabbed his wooden sword and nodded in agreement, "Yes, yes, sister, you see that person is so miserable!

"Tsk, but ......" Weaving Dream looked around and touched his hair suspiciously, "Why isn't there anyone around us?"

Not only the surroundings, but the three of them seemed to be separated, and the surrounding killing and melee had nothing to do with them at all.

The rules only say that at the end of the day, when the door of the Dongxuan Hall opens again, the warriors who are still standing will successfully advance to the next round, as long as they ensure that no one interferes with their advancement, they will naturally not take the initiative to find others to fight, but ...... No one came looking for them, and the crowd was far away, as if they hadn't noticed them.

Streamer was also puzzled, he was going to take the opportunity to try the effect of his practice of swordsmanship, although he was still quite nervous in his heart, but with Weaving Dream and Zhu'an, there would definitely be nothing wrong, and after chatting with them for a while, the tension was much lighter. However, no one wanted to fight him!

He looked around for a while, and found that there was a low door in the stone wall behind them, black in color, tightly closed, and a brass bell hung at the doorway, and he thought carefully about the direction where they stood when they entered, due north.

Ah, this is the door for deserters.

Over the years, although there has been such a door in the Tuoba Festival, there are very few people who really go out from here, and the people who come to participate in the competition are determined to die, they would rather be beaten down and killed by competitors, than run away and want to be deserters, few people will ring the brass bell, so they will not approach this small door for no reason.

The true Southlanders felt ashamed to be close to the grass near the door, but they stood here for so long that no one would come over them, let alone attack them.

Streamer figured out the reason and explained it to them.

Weaving Dream covered her lips and laughed, "Poof, it's really a strange attachment." ”

"Who's to say it isn't!"

Streamer laughed embarrassedly, these people are his compatriots, and he will be very persistent in some aspects, such as winning this competition!

He looked at the fierce crowd fighting on the grass not far away, "Shall we go over then?"

Weaving Dream suddenly looked up at the sky with an unfathomable expression, "Little man, I actually think it's pretty good here." No one bothered us, and we didn't have to do anything, well, the more I thought about it, the better it became. ”

Streamer just wanted to say something, but Zhu'an also nodded cooperatively, "Well, it's very good, it's a little regrettable, you should bring a book to pass the time before you go out." ”

The streamer couldn't laugh or cry, and stomped his feet anxiously and shouted, "Hey, hey, hey, you two have a bit of a competitive atmosphere!"