"Oh? Brother Ye, and Sister Ningxue, you are here too."
Ye Wuchen turned his head following the voice, and found Long Zhengyang who was sitting in the back row with a smile on his face. As soon as he waved, the two people who were sitting on his right immediately left their seats respectfully. Ye Wuchen was not polite, he pulled Ningxue to sit down, and asked with a smile: "With the honorable status of Big Brother Long, why do you condescend yourself to sit in the corner?"
Long Zhengyang shook his head and smiled wryly: "I hate myself for being lazy when I was young, no matter whether it's civil or martial arts, I'm far behind these true heaven's favored children, I feel ashamed."
"I don't agree with this statement. Brother Long is the prince of a country, and he will be far above them in the future. They can protect themselves with martial arts and kill people with martial arts, and Brother Long is protected by tens of thousands of people. You can easily deprive or save tens of thousands of lives. Brother Long, why should you be ashamed of yourself." Ye Wuchen said.
"Having said that, if I were an ordinary person... hey, I don't need to mention it. Brother Ye, with your ability, why don't you try to participate in this competition. I think with Brother Ye's skill, you will be able to shine."
Ye Wuchen shook his head, but didn't speak.
Judging by the rules of this world's grading, the strength of the two people on the stage should be at the seventh or even eighth level. It is extremely rare to be able to have such skill at such a young age, and he deserves to be someone who can stand out among the young strongmen in the country.
With a crisp sound of "Dang", the man holding the long ax was knocked down to the ground. The sword-tip of the boy holding the sword was above his throat, and his face showed obvious complacency. Most capable young people are proud and arrogant, and these can only gradually change as their minds mature.
"In this way, there are still the last three people. Seeing now, everyone knows that there will be no second person for the final winner. Although the Lin family and Lin Xiao have just reached the double tenth, they already had the tenth level last year His strength is recognized as a peerless genius. This year will definitely increase again. There should be no suspense." Long Zhengyang said.
The eighth level has already entered the list of masters, and the tenth level is the best of the best. And if it reaches the spiritual level, it is enough to establish a sect. The heavenly level can be a generation of grandmasters. He reached the tenth level of strength when he was less than twenty years old, maybe he could reach the spiritual level in a few years, and he could reach the heavenly level before he reached middle age. Except for the sword god that everyone looks up to, none of the seven heaven-level masters recognized by Tianlong Kingdom is not a genius among geniuses, but they all realize the way of heaven after sixty.
Level ten... What kind of height will my current strength of the second level of Wuchen Jue be in this world.
At this time, a black shadow flickered above the arena, and jumped onto a man in black. As soon as he came on stage, the originally lively atmosphere suddenly became strangely quiet, because compared to the fighting intent released by other contestants, what he released was murderous, and it was cold, sharp, and substantive, and even some Young masters and young ladies who knew martial arts clearly felt a chill.
It's him! It seems that I came just in time. Ye Wuchen's eyes turned to the arena.
"Who is this person?" On the opposite side, Long Yin, who was dressed in a striking imperial robe, asked in a flat voice, with obvious interest showing on his otherwise plain face.
"This person's name is Leng Ya, and it may be a pseudonym. He performed extraordinary yesterday, but he was too ruthless when he struck. Most of the twenty people who fought against him yesterday were disabled." An old man sitting in front of Long Yin turned around and said, His expression is serious and serious. He is the dean of Tianlong Royal Academy, Lin Yan, a fire mage with heavenly strength. Another identity is the younger brother of Lin Kuang, the old head of the Lin family. And he is also the general host of this game.
Long Yin nodded slightly: "No matter how the game is today, just rely on his aura to keep him. If he doesn't want to stay... then double the reward and let him do it. This will be a poisonous snake, If you are loyal to someone, it will become a sharp sword in his hand, if you force him, he would rather bite back than give in."
"Wei Chen understands."
Under the eyes and aura of the boy in black, the boy with the sword who was originally full of ambitions was timid before fighting, and even took a step back in front of everyone. At this moment, the boy in black's body moved forward like lightning. stabbed, a cold light flashed in his hand, and passed through his body.
The boy holding the sword let out a miserable cry, and the long sword fell to the ground with a "dang", and the right hand holding the sword also fell to the ground at the same time.
There was a sudden commotion at the scene, mixed with the terrified screams of the girls, and some of them were so frightened that they covered their faces tightly with their hands, not daring to take another look.
The boy in black who passed through the body of the boy holding the sword and chopped off his hand didn't turn his back to him, and didn't even change his expression at all, as if he had just done an insignificant thing. Heart-piercing screams came from behind him, and then the sound finally stopped, and it turned out that he had passed out in extreme panic and pain.
However, there were not many voices of reprimand at the scene. Because it is clearly written in the rules of the game: Casualties are inevitable during the game, and no investigation or revenge is allowed.
Several people came to the stage to carry the man's body away, and casually cleaned the blood-stained stage. Ye Wuchen secretly sighed: Is this selecting talents, or destroying talents.
And will the real masters really participate in such competitions? Ye Wuchen shook his head: No way! Participating in this kind of competition is nothing more than fame, fortune and status, and those who have these distracting thoughts in their hearts will hardly become real masters. Even the boy in black would not have participated if he hadn't been forced by circumstances.
And that Chu Jingtian who was smiling every day, even if he was here, he would definitely not participate in such a competition. As for the real masters, how many people are willing to dedicate their freedom and life to the royal family.
"So strong! The explosive power at that moment was extremely astonishing, making it difficult to guard against. However, his attack was too ruthless. After all, this is just a competition." Long Zhengyang sighed.
"No, because this is a competition, so he showed mercy. Otherwise, what he cut off just now was his neck." Ye Wuchen said, feeling a little disapproving of Long Zhengyang in his heart. Can't even accept this level of cruelty, how to become an emperor.
"... Such a person can't be unknown, why haven't I heard of him before."
"His name is Leng Ya." Ye Wuchen said. He heard Lin Yan and Long Yin's conversation just now, but the other party didn't notice it.
"Could it be that Brother Ye knew him?"
"do not know."
"..."
There are two last people who have not yet appeared on stage, one is the Lin family, Lin Xiao, and the other is...
"In Xia Nangong, I ask this brother to be merciful."
This is a tall man in his twenties. As soon as he finished speaking, he waved his hands together, and a red flame ignited in both left hands at the same time—he was actually a person who could cast fire magic.