A group of burly and athletic soldiers walked through the streets. The whole body exudes a solemn atmosphere, the steps under the feet are the same, and the sound of the special leather boots hitting the ground during the walk adds a solemn atmosphere.

Today, there are many more soldiers patrolling the streets of Shendu. Every passing moment, a group of soldiers would pass by.

These soldiers were not patrols of the Shendu Guards, but soldiers of the most elite legion in the entire empire, the Jinpeng Guards Legion. One is composed of the selection and selection of major legions. An elite division that has experienced real wars, has experienced the baptism of blood, and is absolutely loyal to His Majesty the Holy Emperor.

Today is a special day, the selection of the protector mage. The cultivators who have gathered in the Divine Capital for several days are looking forward to the day.

Before dawn, a group of heavily armed Jinpeng Guards soldiers had already taken to the streets to take over the patrol tasks of the capital guards, of course, only within a radius of more than ten miles from the Shendu martial arts arena.

The residents of Shendu had already learned of the selection of the Protector Mage, so they did not show the slightest surprise at the appearance of the Golden Wings Legion.

The martial arts arena is the largest square in the Shendu except for the central square of the imperial city.

The center of the arena was large enough to accommodate tens of thousands of troops, and on both sides was a road paved with solid and smooth bluestone, which was large enough for six carriages to travel side by side.

The early morning sun shone on the arena and shone on the makeshift stands.

The temporary stands are arranged on the east and west sides, and the people sitting in the stands are the magnates of the Dahan Kingdom.

There is a tall building in the north, with a total of three floors, about ten zhang high, this is the parade platform of the capital's martial arts arena, and it is also the grandstand of His Majesty the Holy Emperor and the imperial family today.

A low, majestic horn sounded, and the dignitaries seated in the stands on the east and west sides got up and left their seats, staring solemnly at the door of the martial arts arena.

The two cavalry queues passed through the gate of the martial arts arena one after another and entered the martial arts arena. A full six thousand people, two cavalry regiments.

Then entered the arena were two infantry regiments, a total of 20,000 people, one of which was a heavy infantry regiment, with bright armor, a long sword hanging from the waist, holding a shield, and carrying a standard crossbow arrow behind him.

Another horn sounded, and a group of cavalry appeared in people's field of vision, all white horses, no variegation, a red feather on the horse's head, a golden bell hanging from the neck, the horse's hooves stepped lightly, and the crisp and melodious bells were intertwined.

The cavalry on the horse were all in golden armor, with a one-and-a-half-foot-long bright red feather inserted in the helmet, which was extremely eye-catching from a distance, and the golden armor showed their special identity - the Imperial Guards of the Imperial City.

It was followed by a sixteen-horse cart, four times the size of a normal vehicle, with a black and red intertwined pattern, which looked extremely heavy and solemn.

Behind the car, there were two infantry regiments, the queue was extremely neat, and they slowly entered the martial arts arena.

"What a big style, what a big formation, what a big ......" Xiao Chuan stood beside Liang Zhen with a look of admiration.

His Majesty the Holy Emperor on the parade platform has a trademark smile on his face, noble but never arrogant, and extremely relatable.

The parade platform is two hundred zhang away from the temporary stand, and with the eyesight of ordinary people, I am afraid that they can't see clearly whether the person on the other side is male or female, but Xiao Chuan can still clearly see every subtle expression of His Majesty the Holy Emperor, and of course he can also hear the whispers of His Majesty the Holy Emperor and the people around him.

After another series of tedious ceremonies, the selection of the protector mage finally began.

There was a noise in my ears, and these magnates around me didn't care at all about the beginning of the competition, and they discussed some common topics among nobles.

Xiao Chuan and Yingjun didn't care about the comparison, the first cultivators to appear were just two cultivators in the Qi refining period, Yingjun couldn't even understand what these people were thinking, no matter how the protector mage couldn't fall on these people's heads, what kind of fun did they come to join!

It is not easy for low-level cultivators to survive, especially those who have no hope of going further on the path of cultivation. Befriending worldly magnates has become a better choice, at least by virtue of their limited abilities, Bo I am rich. As for the legends, cultivators despise those who are in the company of worldly elites, either because of the obsession of immortality, or because they can gain greater power, and the rest is just blushing and saying something pantothenic!

Therefore, knowing that it is impossible to become a protector mage, many cultivators also choose to sign up for the competition, at least they can enter the eyes of the royal family and the magnates, so that they have a greater chance of winning wealth and nobility.

However, it is okay for such a Qi refining period cultivator to bluff those small rich families who have never seen the world, and they can't get into the eyes of the powerful in the stands at all.

Cultivators who can be solved with dozens of strong bows and crossbows, these powerful people will not spend a lot of money to hire, at least they will have to reach the agility period to have the value of recruiting.

Therefore, the competition at the beginning can't even become a viewing program for the nobles to relieve their boredom.

"Sad!" Xiao Chuan looked at the two Qi Refining Stage cultivators who had obviously moved the real fire in the field, tried their best and fought happily, and sighed in his heart.

Soon after, more than half of the cultivators who had fallen off the field had been eliminated, and although some of them had won, their opponents were about the same strength as themselves, and they were almost in a lose-lose situation, although they had defeated their opponents, they were not lightly injured, and they were unable to compete in the next round at all, so they had to withdraw from the game.

However, there are still some people who have relatively strong strength, facing opponents who are almost completely crushed, and some even defeat their opponents with only one move.

To Xiao Chuan's surprise, there was a cultivator whose strength had reached the early stage of spiritual silence, but he had been hiding his strength and had been fighting with a foundation building stage cultivator for a long time before he could defeat the opponent without danger.

"This guy has a ghost!" Xiao Chuan had already seen through the cultivation of the cultivators present, and this cultivator was secretive, and it seemed that he had ulterior motives.

The cultivators around His Majesty the Holy Emperor were only cultivators in the middle of the Bigu Valley, and this person was already very old, so there was almost no possibility of advancement. The reason why his cultivation is not known to the outside world seems to be his existence as a trump card, and it is intentional.

However, the gap in the realm is difficult to make up, if nothing else, it seems that the title of this protector mage is going to fall into the hands of this cultivator with hidden strength.

"What's this guy's plot?" Xiao Chuan began to pay attention to the cultivator's every move.

An extremely cold gaze swept over Liang Zhen very covertly, and then fell on Xiao Chuan next to him.

Xiao Chuan immediately realized something, and following this gaze, he saw a middle-aged man with a square face and a very majestic face.

Seeing Xiao Chuan turn his head to look at him, the middle-aged man's face was obviously pale, and then his eyes looked away as if he had no intention.

"There is murder in the eyes of this person!Old man, it seems that there are many people who hate you, and I will be affected......" Xiao Chuan looked at Liang Zhen, who was still watching the competition in the field, and thought to himself.