Chapter Seventy-Four: Tradition

The selection and registration took place in the riverside square in Qingyang Town, which was spacious enough to accommodate all the contestants, and for the sake of fairness and justice, it could also accommodate other people who watched the registration process.

Linhe Square is located in the center of Qingyang Town, is the first choice for large-scale activities in Qingyang Town, built by Yilan Creek, facing Montenegro, and Qingyang River, with beautiful scenery and pleasant environment.

Fengyu gently held Luo Qingyou's arm, and the two walked towards the riverside square with laughter and laughter.

Approaching the square, there were gradually more people, and suddenly, a beautiful figure appeared in Feng Fengrou's eyes.

I saw that the girl was dressed in blue clothes, holding two short swords in her hands, and walked in front of her.

"Second Miss, she is Jiang Huaixue. The black tiger saw Feng Fengrou's gaze stay in front for a long time, and came up to introduce Feng Fengrou.

Hearing this, Feng Fengrou nodded slightly, and then looked ahead, Feng Fengrou looked at Jiang Huaixue's back, which should be the same size as her, and she was also wearing two braids.

As if sensing that someone was looking at her from behind, Jiang Huaixue glanced back slightly, just in time to see Feng Fengrou's looking eyes.

Seeing Feng Yurou, Jiang Huaixue smiled slightly and nodded lightly, which can be regarded as saying hello to Feng Yurou.

When Feng Yurou saw it, she also nodded lightly and returned a friendly smile.

"I really don't understand, how could these people come to Qingyang Town. Feng Fengrou looked at Jiang Huaixue, who had turned around, and couldn't help but feel a little resentful in her heart.

"You mean the contestants of the selection competition, right?" Luo Qingyou on the side heard this, smiled lightly, and asked Xiang Fengyurou.

"Yes, Master, you said that they hate it or not, it is obviously a sure thing, but now there are many more variables. Fengyu Rou opened her mouth and looked at Jiang Huaixue in front of her with dissatisfaction.

Actually, this has become a tradition. ”

"Tradition?" Feng Fengrou looked at Luo Qingyou suspiciously, she didn't understand what Shizun's words meant.

Luo Qingyou nodded lightly at Feng Fengrou, and then said: "A long time ago, there was a town called Yulan Town, Yulan Town was a very small town at that time, and in order to make Yulan Town famous, the mayor invited contestants from other towns with relatively high realms to join Yulan Town, act as contestants of Yulan Town, and participate in the selection competition of Xingyuan Academy.

At that time, this contestant lived up to expectations, not only made it to the top five of the Acropolis Trials, but also won the first place in the Acropolis Trials, and was admitted to Xingyuan Academy.

Later, many towns began to follow the example of Magnolia Town, inviting high-level contestants to participate in the selection competition for their town, in order to become famous in a fight, although many towns failed, but there were also many towns that succeeded.

In fact, it is understandable for them to do this, because there are too many people who pay attention to the Acropolis selection competition, from the princes and nobles, down to the common people, and even other empires, they are all concerned about the enrollment situation of Xingyuan Academy, because once they enter Xingyuan, they are all over the Qingyun.

Once they win the first place in the Acropolis Trials, then this town will be famous all over the world, not only will there be a steady stream of people entering this town, but also the development of this town in the future can be said to be beneficial and harmless. ”