Ye Wuyun kept silent, secretly sneered in his heart. With the power of the Ye family, Ye Wuchen's words may not be considered exaggerated in any ordinary occasion, but only this match where the emperor personally supervised the battle... People who don't have an invitation mean that they don't want to be there, or they don't have enough influence. Even the young master of the Ye family won't help if he is qualified to enter the arena.
In the past, the whole Ye family was invited, except Ye Wuchen who was unable to attend due to physical reasons. And Ye Wuchen didn't come back when making the invitation this time, so he also didn't have his share.
Tianlong Royal Academy is located in the east of the palace, very close. It occupies a large area, and its shape shows a majestic momentum. This Royal Academy has been established for a long time, and it is the most honorable academy in the entire Tianlong Kingdom, not one of them. It combines all the departments of literature, martial arts, magic, etc., and none of the teachers in it is a simple person. However, the admission requirements of Tianlong Royal Academy are extremely strict, one must be a member of the royal family, rich and powerful, one must show a high talent and pass the application, or one must be granted a royal charter. So ordinary people dream of it but cannot enter it.
Academy... This thing has never appeared in the ancient history of China. It seems that the world must not be measured with the ancient China as a reference. Tianchen Continent has its own rules. Ye Wuchen thought to this point, and walked to the gate of the Royal Academy. At this time, there were a large group of guards guarding the gate, all of them were refined and introverted, obviously they were people with extraordinary skills.
Ye Wuyun followed unhurriedly, with a look of hope on his face.
"Please show your invitation card." A guard in golden armor said neither humble nor overbearing.
Ye Wuchen took out the gold cardboard and shook it. Seeing the golden invitation card, the guard immediately straightened his face, with a respectful expression on his face: "Please, my lord."
Ye Wuchen nodded, pulled Ningxue and walked in. The pace was deliberately slowed down, as if waiting for something. It is clearly stated on the invitation that you can bring at most one entourage, let alone a child.
Ye Wuyun was obviously taken aback, and was puzzled in his heart. At this time, he also walked in front of the guard. When the guard saw him, he straightened his face and said respectfully: "So it's Mr. Ye. Forgive me, please show your invitation card."
Few people know Ye Wuchen, but most of the palace guards know Ye Family Ye Wuyun.
Ye Wuyun's hand reached into his bosom, but he couldn't touch anything, and his expression changed slightly. Because he clearly remembered that he tucked the invitation in his clothes last night, did it accidentally fall out, or...
He suddenly thought of something, frowned, and shouted: "Wait a minute, Brother Wuchen, the invitation in your hand is mine!"
"Oh? How do you say that?" Ye Wuchen turned around, with obvious displeasure on his face.
"The invitation sent to the Ye family this time does not belong to you at all. Where did yours come from? And the one in my hand disappeared for no reason. How can there be such a coincidence. Brother Wuchen, I have repeatedly You put up with it, but now you are doing such a thing to your own family, it's really... too disappointing." Ye Wuyun said angrily.
"You mean to say that I stole your invitation card?" Ye Wuchen's face darkened, and at the same time he walked back with a gloomy face.
"Then do you dare to show us the name on the invitation card!"
"Then open your dog's eyes and show me!" Ye Wuchen snorted coldly, and with a flick of his hand, he threw the gold-encrusted invitation into the hand of the somewhat dumbfounded guard. He quickly held it in both hands, fixed his eyes on it, then showed a strange look on his face, and said to Ye Wuyun: "Young master Ye, this... this is indeed not your invitation card."
Ye Wuyun snatched it with one hand, but saw that the words "Ye Wuchen" were clearly written on it, and there was absolutely no trace of alteration, let alone forgery. Ye Wuyun's face suddenly turned from red to black, but he couldn't say a word anymore.
Ye Wuchen pulled the invitation from his hand, and said with a sneer: "Have you seen clearly with your dog's eyes? It's ridiculous. Let me tell you again, the Ye family will give you a life, so you just obediently be a dog in my Ye family." , don’t really think of yourself as a young master, what are you.”
Too lazy to look at Ye Wuyun's livid face, Ye Wuchen walked in with graceful steps.
"Young Master Ye, if you don't have an invitation card, please come back. Please don't embarrass me, because the emperor personally ordered..."
"Humph!"
With an angry snort, Ye Wuyun, who lost face, didn't want to stay for another second, and walked away quickly full of resentment.
"There is a toy, life is really wonderful." Ye Wuchen said with a smile, making Ningxue secretly smile: "Brother, he is really pitiful."
"Maybe. He doesn't have any grudges with me, but he has a big grudge against my current identity. Since he is an enemy who has killed 'my' life, then don't sympathize with him, but let him go to hell, go to hell." Hell will step on it again, and let him fall into the abyss of eternal doom."
Ye Wuchen said lightly, Ye Ningxue seemed to understand, so she could only respond in a low voice.
This is a huge square, surrounded by people, and in the center is a large arena. This arena is usually used as a talent show for freshmen when they enroll or for competitions within the college, and it is also used for this fight every year.
After yesterday's screening, only less than 30 people can enter today's competition. At this time, the competition is drawing to a close, but the audience is still full, because the closer the competition is, the more exciting it is. The strong will naturally be the finale play.
At a glance, there are two to three thousand people sitting around, among them are many young women who usually hide in boudoirs or colleges and rarely go out, where young heroes gather, how can they bear to stay out of boudoirs.
Ye Wuchen and Ningxue entered from a corner at the back, they didn't find an empty seat after scanning their eyes, so they simply stood there and looked around. At this time on the stage, there were two people who were fighting evenly, and the blows of the knife and the ax made the wind, which brought bursts of applause. And Ye Wuchen's eyes passed through the arena, and at the first sight he saw a middle-aged man in imperial robes in the middle of the opposite side. He was about forty years old, with a majestic expression and a serious expression. An invisible coercion spread far away. Came faintly. Sitting next to him was an old man with gray hair and a cold face, motionless. He was the second of the three heavenly masters beside the emperor. With the two of them around, the emperor could feel completely at ease.
It seems that that person is Long Yin, the emperor of Tianlong Kingdom.
Not far from Long Yin, he saw Ye Nu, Ye Wei, Wang Wenshu sitting together, and Ye Shuiyao with half of his face covered. It's just that their eyes fell on the field and they didn't find him.
She also came unexpectedly, Ye Wuchen was slightly surprised.