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In Yanjing City, the heavy rain continues. ●⌒,
Ninth Prince Lin Yun stood in the heavy rain with an anxious expression, letting the rain wash over his face, but his steps remained motionless.
In front of him is the upper study room. Eunuch Pan, dressed in palace attire, is waiting in front of the upper study room, which means that the saint Lin Mubai happens to be in the upper study room.
The holy world is out of control.
This matter is urgent, because no one knows what is happening in the Shengtian world, which is not only related to the normal holding of the imperial examination, but also related to the safety of dozens of elites in the Great Xia Dynasty.
The most important thing is that there is Pingyang trapped inside.
Pingyang is the most favored princess of the Holy Emperor today, and she is also a Pingyang who must not make any mistakes.
Even the current prince's importance in the Daxia Dynasty cannot be compared with Pingyang, because Pingyang represents blessing, a blessing related to the Daxia Dynasty.
If it had been any other time, Ninth Prince Lin Yun would have rushed into the study room without hesitation, even in the face of Long Yan's wrath.
But now...
But he stopped.
The reason is that in addition to Eunuch Pan, there is also a group of soldiers in bright armor standing at the door of the upper study. No matter how the heavy rain falls, the armor on their bodies is always clean.
The domain is spread out and can be maintained at all times. This can only show that each of them has the strength above the mid-level Amaterasu realm.
An army composed entirely of people with strength above the middle level of Amaterasu realm.
There was only one branch in the entire Daxia Dynasty.
That is the Dragon Guard.
The soaring golden dragons are printed on the chests of each sergeant, representing their lofty status. It is the privilege of the Dragon Guards to not salute the prince when they see him, and to enter the imperial city without leaving the knight. This is the privilege of the dragon guards.
Each guard dragon has an extremely noble origin. They come from the direct descendants of the Thirteen Houses and all the aristocratic families, but they only obey the orders of the current emperor.
They are symbols of imperial power. Similarly, they are also the link between the Holy Emperor and the Thirteen Houses and all the aristocratic families.
It is not too strange for the Dragon Guard to appear in the Imperial City.
However, if dozens of guard dragons appear in the imperial city at the same time, there is only one possibility: something big has happened, and it is also a big thing related to the entire Daxia Dynasty.
Ninth Prince Lin Yun stopped. He was hesitating, but the hesitation time was not too long.
quickly. The Ninth Prince Lin Yun moved.
Step by step, he walked towards the door of the upper study room.
Eunuch Pan who was guarding the door looked at Ninth Prince Lin Yun, his lips moved but did not speak. Dozens of dragon guards also looked at Ninth Prince Lin Yun.
One of them walked out of the team and stopped in front of Ninth Prince Lin Yun.
His expression was as cold as ice.
He also held a sword in his hand, which was already out of its sheath. The blade was polished extremely brightly, emitting a faint silver light under the wash of the heavy rain.
"Ninth Prince, there seems to be something urgent?" the speaker said. It was not the man holding the sword, but a man standing next to Eunuch Wei. He was in his thirties and had the same indifferent face.
"Yes!" Ninth Prince Lin Yun nodded. Expression determined.
"How urgent is it?"
"It's urgent!"
"What has the Ninth Prince been in charge of lately?"
"The imperial examination."
"Logically speaking, the imperial examination is related to the future of the Great Xia Dynasty, so it is very urgent, but I think it can wait."
"What if Pingyang's safety is also in danger?"
"Ninth Prince. Please come in!"
The dragon guard who was blocking the way of Ninth Prince Lin Yun put away his sword and got out of the way.
No more words were said, no words of apology. He just quietly stepped aside and returned to where he was standing before, as if he had never moved.
Eunuch Pan had a look of surprise on his face, but he still gently opened the door to the study room.
The Ninth Prince Lin Yun walked in. The moment he crossed the upper study door, the rain stained on his body was frozen in mid-air as if a immobilizing spell had been cast. Then, when the Ninth Prince Lin Yun completely crossed the door back.
The rainwater fell to the ground and merged into the heavy rain.
…
In the study room, a faint fragrance floated in the air, but there was also a hint of blood mixed in the fragrance.
Two dragon guards stood on both sides of the study, one on the left and one on the right. In the center of the study, there was a flag, a blood-stained flag.
There is a person covered under the flag.
This is a kind of etiquette that is exclusive to the Dragon Guards. This kind of etiquette can only appear in one situation, and that is when someone among the Dragon Guards dies.
And now, the dead man was carried into the upper study room.
So…
The matter is not as simple as someone dying.
The Dragon Guards have maintained an organization of five hundred people since the founding of the Great Xia Dynasty. There are fifty people in a team, and each team has a dragon wielder.
"The Palmed Dragon is dead?!" Ninth Prince Lin Yun finally understood why the dragon guard at the door said that even if it was the imperial examination, he could wait for now.
Because there has been no replacement of Palm Dragon users for ten years.
What happened
Ninth Prince Lin Yun did not ask, because this was not the question he should ask. What he needed to do now was to answer well when the Holy Emperor Lin Mubai asked.
"My son, please see your father!"
"Say it." The voice of the Holy Lord Lin Mubai came from behind the desk, but he did not mean to wake up the Ninth Prince.
"Report to Father, the Holy World is out of control, and those who have entered the third round of the martial arts test are all trapped in the Holy World. I am powerless, please Father!"
"Has the cause been investigated clearly?"
"Back to my father, I don't dare to judge the specific reason, but I guess it may have something to do with the sword in the Holy World."
"Guess? As the supervisor of the imperial examination, you actually told me about your guess afterwards? Moreover, you still guessed that the sword did not exist? Do you know about Pingyang's entry into this martial arts test?"
"Know."
"With her strength, even with the Fire Lin Gun, her strength should be exhausted by the time she... hasn't entered the third round, right?"
"Pingyang did not use the Fire Lin Spear. She followed Fang Zhengzheng from the Broken Bridge and the Pass of the Twin Steles to the third round..."
"Broken Bridge, Twin Steles? Are you saying that Fang Zhengzheng broke the barrier between the Broken Bridge and the Twin Steles?"
"The stone house is also broken."
"So. Pingyang is also trapped in the Shengtian world now?"
"right."
"Then why are you still kneeling?! Follow me and rush to the Royal Academy!" After the Holy Master Lin Mubai finished speaking, he stood up from the chair, ignored the Ninth Prince and rushed out.
When the two dragon guards saw this scene, they didn't say a word. They just stood there quietly, their expressions as calm as before, just like the two sculptures.
The Ninth Prince Lin Yun glanced at the two dragon guards, then at the flag-covered dragon wielder on the ground, then turned and left. He didn't say a word, but his expression was thinking about something.
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In the holy world.
The clear sound of the sword echoed in the air, and the golden sword rose from Yingshan's side, turned into a stream of light, and fell into Fang Zhengzheng's hand.
A gust of breeze blew by, blowing the square gown.
He holds a gun in his right hand and a sword in his left hand, with a smile on his face. This made Fang Zhengzheng look a little funny, but no one would make fun of him at this time.
Because Fang Zheng was holding the sword in his hand. It is the sword of Mengtian, the Holy God of War.
Kageyama’s face was horribly dark.
He has been praised by countless people throughout his life, but behind the praise, he has also experienced countless setbacks. This makes him cold and resolute.
But now...
However, his perseverance faced the greatest challenge.
The twisted expression represented the anger in his heart. This feeling of being played with at the palm of his hand made him unable to suppress the fire in his heart no matter what.
The main thing is. The person who toyed with him was still a person whose strength was lower than his.
This feeling is like an adult who has experienced decades of ups and downs but is teased by a three-year-old child, humiliated, unwilling, angry, heartbroken...
Kageyama didn't say another word, he just swallowed the broken teeth into his mouth.
Then, the next moment, he tore off a layer of skin from his forehead.
An emerald-green gem-like bead emerged from his forehead, and the faint green light was like a will-o'-the-wisp in hell, making people shudder.
Magic Eye, the source of demon power.
"Green?" Fang Zhengzheng was a little confused.
He remembered that the demon he defeated in the last county examination had a blue demon eye, but the demon eye on Yingshan's forehead was green.
"The emerald green color of the Demonic Eye means that Shadow Mountain has entered the middle stage of Light Returning Realm." Yan Xiu said from the side.
"So the color of the magic eye is related to strength?" Fang Zhengzheng was moved when he heard Yan Xiu's words, and he roughly guessed that the color of the magic eye should also represent the strength of the demon people.
The demon in the last county examination was almost at the Star Gathering Realm.
In other words, the Star Gathering Realm is blue, the Light Returning Realm is green, but what about the Sky Light Realm
Fang Zhengzheng was about to ask, but when the words came to his lips, they turned into something else...
"If the magic eye turns black... what does it mean?"
"Turn black? Not good!" Yan Xiu did not answer Fang Zhengzhi's words because his expression had changed. Never before had his expression become so shocked.
Nangong Mu's expression was also extremely shocked. He immediately tightened his grip on the blue swords in his hands and unconsciously moved two steps towards Fang Zhengzheng's position.
This was a subconscious action, but the meaning behind this action made Nangong Mu feel fear in his heart.
From revealing Kageyama’s identity.
Later, he confronts Kageyama, and finally cuts off the chain of stone roots on the rock.
Nangong Mu never showed a trace of fear.
But now...
But he clearly took two steps back.
The other candidates were horrified.
Everyone's eyes were as if they saw the god of death rising from hell, with extreme terror.
"Run!"
"Why can't I get out even though my sword has been pulled out?!"
"I don't want to die!"
The candidates shouted, expecting the sound of a miracle to be heard. However, from the moment the sword was pulled up straight, there was still no movement.
sword…
Is it true or false
They no longer care about this issue.
What they are more concerned about now is how to survive for a quarter of an hour.
Fang Zhengzheng didn't know these things, he just looked confused.
Kageyama's face became extremely distorted at this moment, and the original emerald green magic eye on his forehead seemed to have been completely evacuated, turning into black like a black hole.
This was an extremely strange scene. At the very least, Fang Zhengzheng didn't understand what Yingshan wanted to do
"Should we... run away?" Pingyang looked at Yingshan with clear eyes. Even though she was as arrogant as she was, her face became hesitant at this moment.
And her hand tightly grasped Fang Zhengzheng's arm.
This is also a subconscious action. Even Pingyang himself can't explain why he always grabs Fang Zhengzheng subconsciously.
"Where are you running?" Fang Zhengzheng asked.
Fangyuan could see the entire sea of swords in front of him at a glance, and there was nowhere to run.
"Let me ask you one last time, is the sword in your hand... real or fake?" Pingyang looked at the sword in Fang Zhengzheng's hand, showing a hint of expectation.
"I don't know. Don't you know this kind of thing only after trying it?" Fang Zhengzheng explained innocently. He really didn't know.
"I guess it's not easy to try." Pingyang hesitated.
"Why..." Fang Zhengzheng shut his mouth immediately before he finished asking, because Yingshan had already rushed over.
In fact, Fang Zhengzheng did not fail to see Yingshan's actions.
However, Kageyama disappeared.
In an instant, it disappeared without a trace. Different from the previous one in the dark realm, this time, Fang Zhengzheng was sure that this was a kind of speed.
Extreme speed.
Almost as soon as he thought about it, Fang Zhengzheng felt his scalp numb.
It's like being cut in the face with a knife.
This is also the ultimate speed, but it is the wind caused by the extreme speed...
Sneak attack? !
No, it was a frontal attack!
Fang Zhengzhi has not entered the Taoist hall, and he has not practiced any boxing skills in his previous life. However, he understands a truth, which is based on his own experience.
If someone wants to slap you in the face...
what to do
Should I hide to the left or to the right? Or turn around and run back? Or even fall to the ground all of a sudden
In fact, it's not fast enough.
It is easy to fall to the ground, but it is probably more difficult to get up again.
So, in summary.
Squatting down is the fastest.
This squat is not a simple squat, it needs to be a deep squat, and it needs to be a deep squat subconsciously. Don't be afraid of your pants being torn apart. After all, your face... is the most important thing.
Fang Zhengzheng had this awareness, and he always kept this lesson in mind.
Therefore, he squatted very quickly and deeply, and his butt almost touched the ground...
"Stab it!"
There is no doubt that the pants he wore inside could not withstand such a fast squat. In a slightly dull voice, he bid farewell to his life.
However, as the saying goes, I am lucky if I gain something, and I am lucky if I lose it.
If the old doesn't go away, how can the new come
The most important thing is that Fang Zhengzheng felt that his face was saved. It was very thrilling and exciting. Above his head, a fist was staying there...
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