September 11, Qingtan City, Dajiaochang

Just because of the emperor's words, countless people did not sleep inside and outside the imperial capital last night.

The four-day exam was compressed into three days. After today's five-person match, it will be a grand military parade.

Outside the walls of the large school field, several enclosed pergolas were temporarily erected. Bai Ye sat in the shed, watching his mouth and nose, nose and heart, and waited quietly. Senior Sister Big and Little and Yi Chi also stood still like statues.

Only Bai Lingyu put his hand on the eaves of the shed, trying hard to see through the stone wall in front of him. Seeing is invisible. But everyone could hear it, and the roaring cheers, exclamations, shouts and curses were deafening.

On the other side of the wall, the first confrontation was in full swing.

This morning, three imperial decrees from the palace disrupted everyone's deployment. First, the draw will be redrawn, second, players should avoid playing the ballot, and third, those who cause death will be deprived of all results.

The three new rules have made the intrigue between the prime minister's forces in the back hall and the hall master useless. It also made the brawls of the teams on the field tie their hands and feet. I guess the Holy One had already received some pertinent assessment yesterday. Today's extremely solemn day, if it is not restrained in the slightest, it will definitely cause death.

The first one was the team sent by the Nine Old Hall and the Yulin Army.

Bai Ye gradually couldn't sit still. The bone ring in his hand was glowing red all the time.

Jiang Jinglan, who was watching the game from the sidelines, had a lot of eyes, and snatched the magic weapon used by the Jiang family for communication from the old steward Tao, and secretly stuffed it to Bai Ye. But the frequency with which she reports on the game is a bit annoying. Xiaobai turned around from time to time and nervously motioned to Bai Ye to hurry up and translate.

Helplessly, Xiao Ye lifted the bone ring, struggling to discern the signal above. "Three against one, there is still one captain left in the Yulin Army, and he can't hold it anymore. ”

At this moment, a burst of cheers and cheers suddenly erupted outside the shed. You don't need to look at the bone ring to know the answer. The audience, who don't think it's a big deal to watch the excitement, must be applauding Jiulaotang.

The first one to go into battle is the seed team of the Yulin Army. was so overshadowed by the Nine Old Men who suddenly turned their faces. The face of the eldest prince should be ......

Yi Chi exhaled lightly and said softly, "The hall master is hard-hearted. We'll see you later. ”

Xiaobai waved his fist excitedly, drilled back into the shed, and said categorically: "Don't worry." Although there are three teams in the Yulin Army, the strongest has been defeated, and among the people who did not play, the most powerful ones are only the Mad Tiger and the two shield-wielding captains, not all of them are defeated under you and me. ”

Yi Chi smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Those two captains will never be the strongest. Someone like us will put the strongest person at the forefront. ”

Bai Ye's face flushed, and he waved his hand a little shyly: "It's quite awkward to not see the game." You can only play and adapt, you hit yours, I hit mine. ”

As contestants, the five friends still have too little news.

They only knew that in order to not be too shabby when the emperor came to the school in person, the Prime Minister's Mansion and the Nine Old Sect had temporarily sent a team, plus the three teams of the Bai Ye Squad, the Pirate Squad and the Yulin Army, and only one loose cultivation team had registered, and after the competition a few days ago, almost all the teams had dispelled the idea of participating.

Today, these eight teams are fighting against each other. And they are in the third row.

Then the call started again, and it seemed that the second game was about to begin.

Bai Ye was also a little out of breath. He stared at the red dot on the bone ring and muttered, "The second battle is the civil war of the Yulin Army. ”

The atmosphere in the shed was very strange, and there was not much tension, but everyone gradually couldn't sit still.

Bai Ye looked at the anxious expressions of his friends, and suddenly felt that he should liven up the atmosphere: "You really call it autumn dyeing and winter frost?"

"Hmm. ”

Bai Lingyu smiled: "Senior sister, it's okay if you call anything." Little sister, your name is Dongshuang, but it's a bit confused. You're a fire-type spirit!"

"The name was given by the previous master before we were adopted by the hall master, and we didn't bother to change it later. ”

"Master?" the little brothers were a little surprised when they heard the word.

The senior sister didn't speak, but the junior sister tilted her head and explained seriously: "We are from the southern continent. He was a slave who was captured by the tribe and sold to the Eastern Continent. Because we are from the Holy Spirit Clan, we sold it for a good price. Later, the master of the church paid us to come out.

Bai Ye and Yi Chi are both mountain children. No one thought that there was such a thing as a slave trade in this world. It also appeared alive in front of my eyes. They looked straight at Bai Lingyu.

Xiaobai was a little panicked: "Who in Dalan Country dares to buy and sell slaves." Besides, isn't it the Jiang family who does business with Nanlu? How can they do slave business!"

"Rich people will buy it. There's a lot of darkness in this world, but you haven't learned it yet. ”

The senior sister finally spoke: "It's Lu Zhonglin." ”

"Yes. The little senior sister nodded slowly, "We were sold to his house to learn the rules, and my sister was six years old at that time, and I was almost four years old. I arrived at the Nine Old Church a year later. ”

"There's something wrong with what Xiaoshuang said. The people of Nanlu do not talk about blood, only recognize money. The price of the Holy Spirit people is not very high. After all, there are very few Lan people who dare to buy. ”

Senior Sister looked at Bai Lingyu again: "What you said is not right. In recent years, more and more of the indigenous tribes in the southern continent have undergone mutations, and many of them are sold to Haizhou mines or used as private soldiers every year. ”

Xiaobai opened his mouth wide, and said for a long time: "I really don't know about the affairs of the southern states. Unexpectedly, the Jiang family really intervened in this transaction?"

Senior Sister shook her head: "It's not them. Their business is on the surface, and the slave trade is a business in Nanlu, but it is a sin in Dalan. Secretly insist on doing it, and there are other people. ”

After being silent for a while, Bai Ye nodded: "It seems that you have put a lot of thought into it over the years. It's okay, after all, he is now employed by the Jiang family to protect Jiang Jinglan. Things should still be clear. It's not good for anyone. ”

The big and small senior sisters glanced at each other and nodded together.

Yi Chi muttered a few times, and timidly interrupted: "You, how much strength can you rank among the disciples of the Nine Old Hall?"

Senior Sister shook her head. The little senior sister pinched her fingers seriously and calculated: "There are too many people, and their strength is similar, so it's not easy to calculate." The first fifteen are about the same. ”

The little brothers stuck out their tongues.

The strength of these two is not even ranked in the top ten of the new generation of masters. How powerful did the Jiu Lao Tang team on the field just now......

Just as he was thinking about it, the red light on the bone ring appeared again. Listen to the call in your ears, and the second scene is over.

Bai Ye looked at it, raised his head and blinked: "Miserable victory? The eldest prince is in a hurry, is it true that his own people are beating his own people?"

Finally, it was the turn of the mixed squad.

Bai Ye's identity is a senior brother in the hall who has just obtained the physical arts. That's why I'm wearing the standard black steel armor of the church today. But after thinking about it for a long time, he still carried his shield suit today.

Bai Lingyu and Yi Chi wore standard armor, nothing fancy, and their weapons were just riding spears and ordinary short bows.

Xiao Bai briefly checked it, and then strode out of the pergola and rushed straight into the doorway.

Bai Ye followed closely, and after a few steps, he broke in, dazzlingly white, and the battlefield.

The dazzling sunlight shone down directly, and I couldn't open my eyes. There was an incomparably noisy noise in his ears, but Bai Ye seemed to be able to hear it clearly, and his heart was pounding.

He glanced in the direction of the Grand Viewing Terrace.

The large viewing platform facing south and north is densely packed with heads. At a glance, they are all high-ranking officials and magnates. A bright yellow group of people surrounds the central throne. The burly body of the eldest prince sitting like a mountain is the most conspicuous. The dragon chair next to him was empty.

Where did the saint go?

All of this today is for this person, the sworn brother of this father, and the backbone of this Lan country. There is still blood on the school grounds, where did he go?

The brother patted him behind him. Bai Ye turned back a little dazedly. Behind her, the big and small senior sisters took off their black robes at some point, and the black tight-fitting soft armor revealed the beautiful figures of the two. The ears also sounded with a low admiration from the audience.

Yi Chi beside him stroked the bowstring, Xiao Bai shook the riding gun, opened his mouth fiercely, and moved his chin a few times.

Everyone seemed to be preparing in slow motion. Even the yellow sand that flew up seemed to be fixed in the air.

Bai Ye slapped his hands his face. He pulled out the shield behind his back and shook it off slightly.

The light shield tentacles were cold, and Bai Ye, who was in battle for the first time, was a little more concentrated.

Ten feet away from the opposite side, there is the opponent.

Kashiraya was relieved. On the other side is not the team of the little uncle on Pirate Island.

After all, I just practiced in the middle of the night yesterday, and I vowed to meet in the finals, and it would be too embarrassing if I met in the first round.

The two men in front were dressed in soft armor and held long black whips.

The two in the back carried strangely shaped weapons, and there seemed to be a metal lasso on the long pole.

The one who was behind was an archer. It's quite far from the four partners in front of you.

Yi Chi suddenly chuckled. Bai Ye glanced back at him, and couldn't help but smile.

This is a tacit understanding between their brothers. When he was practicing in Fangyi, Bai Ye once swore that in the future, no matter how long the whip and long rope were encountered, he would return the torture that Uncle Suo Qi brought to him.

Xiao Ye asked softly, "Look at that long-handled weapon, does it look like a pole in the racecourse?"

Xiao Yi nodded: "It's said that it's a loose cultivation, it's too scattered...... Is this someone who has practiced physical arts?"

Xiaobai greeted him in the back, and the friends gathered in a circle. Yi Chi was about to shout something to cheer him up, but he was suddenly stunned.

Senior Sister's eyes were shining.

The little sister raised her head, as if looking at a stranger, this is not the sister in her impression.

Bai Ye was also a little stunned, and followed the eyes of the senior sister and looked back.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed at the senior sister, and he blurted out to the senior sister: "Is it them?"

The senior sister nodded firmly, but the friends were a little confused.

"Who?"

"Slave snatchers. ”