Now everyone in the Tianlong Dynasty knows that Feng Jingyu is backed by Long Zichen of the Jialuo Empire. Even if Feng Jingyu and Feng Jingyun have grievances, Feng Jingyun is only the prince of the Shenqi Empire, and it is impossible to Reached out to the Tianlong Dynasty.
The Tianlong Dynasty is a subsidiary country of the Jialu Empire. If the Jialu Empire is dissatisfied with the Tianlong Dynasty, then the Tianlong Dynasty will face a huge crisis.
Luo Ziyu and Luo Hao, who had been against Feng Jingyu before, were also honestly shutting up, and they didn't dare to speak off Feng Jingyu anymore.
Even if Feng Jingyu could not become the prince of the Jialuo Empire in the future, just relying on Long Zichen's personal power, they could not afford it.
Meng Yao is also far away from Feng Jingyu, her heart is more complicated, and now she doesn't know how to communicate with Feng Jingyu.
Feng Jingyu couldn't help smiling bitterly when he saw that everyone seemed to avoid him.
At this time, the door of the room was knocked, and a man was standing outside the door wearing the special clothing of the Emperor’s Arena staff. The man respectfully said: "Please draw lots to determine the number of the first match and the order of appearance. Grade opponent."
"Let's draw lots." Hu Yanxiu said, standing up, and then drawing a lottery towards the first.
Subsequently, everyone else also drew lots.
Feng Jingyu drew a sign with a "three" written on it, and then he played 15 games.
The number of participants in the entire competition was 168 people, and there were four arenas, each of which had a total of 21 matches. Feng Jingyu's appearance was already relatively late.
Every first round of the eight dynasty conventions will prevent people from the same dynasty from drawing the same game. In this way, the fairness and appreciation of the competition will be greatly reduced.
After drawing the lottery, Feng Jingyu walked to Meng Yao's side and asked with a smile, "What is the ring? What is the first?"
Meng Yao took out the lottery and said, "The first ring, the tenth game, how about you?"
"The fifteenth game of the third ring." Feng Jingyu also took out his own sign and said: "If the opponent you meet is too strong, you just abstain, don't try to be strong."
"What does it have to do with you?" Meng Yao said coldly.
Feng Jingyu stunned for a while, then smiled dumbly, not knowing what to say.
"Guests, welcome to the Emperor's Arena. I am the presiding officer of this tournament, the Black Hawk. Today, I will explain the whole process of this tournament."
A gorgeously dressed middle-aged man appeared in the sky above the Emperor's Arena and stood in the air. This turned out to be a strong man in the spirit martial realm.
"This martial arts competition is a grand event for the younger generation of the Eight Dynasties, and it is also the ultimate contest. Which dynasty will come to the end and win the first place in this Eight Dynasties Assembly, we will wait and see."
"This competition is divided into four arena at the same time, with elimination system. Therefore, in the first round, half of the people will be eliminated. This is a very cruel competition."
"In this competition rule, one party concedes defeat or one side is beaten out of the ring and loses combat power is counted as a loss. The competition can use any means, but it must not hurt human lives. If you violate this rule, you will be disqualified from the competition and will be deemed Depending on the situation, corresponding punishments will be made."
The Black Hawk said: "Those, I won't waste time anymore. I must start right away. Please prepare for the first match of each arena."
After the Black Hawk finished speaking, there was cheers on the scene, and everyone was boiling, and couldn't wait to watch the exciting battle.
At this time, one person from each of the eight dynasties walked out of the room.
Although this time the martial arts competition are all geniuses of the dynasties, many people are looking forward to the strength of the princes of all countries.
There was no prince from each country in the first competition, and everyone was a little disappointed.
There were already two people in each arena, and the Black Hawk announced in the air: "I declare that this competition will now begin."
After the Black Hawk announced, the battle on the four arenas began instantly.
Those who can participate in this tournament are at least the strength of the seventh level of the Lingtai Realm, and the first game of the martial arts is the seventh level of the Lingtai Realm, so the battle still lasts for a long time, and the outcome is difficult to distinguish.
Around the Emperor’s Arena, there are the viewing areas of the four empires, the three holy sites, and the eight dynasties. Everyone from these forces is watching the battle.
At this time, in Feng Jingyun's room, Wu Tianlang and Wu Tianyu of Shenyang Dynasty, Zhong Lihuo of Bei Rong Dynasty, and Beiwu Princess Zhong Liwu were all in Feng Jingyun's room.
Wu Tianlang, Wu Tianyu, Zhong Lihuo, and Zhong Liwu all looked at Feng Jingyun with some doubts or even a little nervousness, not knowing why Feng Jingyun asked them to come over.
Feng Jingyun looked at the martial arts competition on the arena, his face was gloomy, and the atmosphere in the entire room was frozen.
Both the Shenyang Dynasty and the Beirong Dynasty were subordinate countries of the Shenqi Empire. Even if Wu Tianlang and Zhong Lihuo were the most powerful geniuses, they naturally did not dare to offend the prince of the Shenqi Empire.
Feng Jingyun didn't speak, and they didn't dare to speak, just like this quietly waiting for Feng Jingyun to speak.
"There is a very important thing for you to call you over today." Feng Jingyun suddenly said, his tone was very cold.
"His Royal Highness, please say." Wu Tianlang was arrogant, and still did not dare to be so mad in front of Feng Jingyun, he was very polite compared to Feng Jingyun.
Feng Jingyun turned his head and said, "The people you told you, if you encounter Feng Jingyu this time, you will behead him. I will bear any consequences."
"Feng Jingyu?" Wu Tianlang and Zhong Lihuo are all a little confused, who is this
"He is now in the Heavenly Dragon Dynasty. Which of you beheaded him, I have many rewards, not only I will reward you, even the emperor will treat you to the royal family." Feng Jingyun said.
After hearing this, the four people present were also very curious about Feng Jingyu, what kind of person it was that made Feng Jingyun so seriously.
"Yes, we must go all out and we will never let the prince down." Wu Tianlang said immediately.
Zhong Lihuo hesitated, and finally clasped his fists and said, "We will do our best."
"It's not doing my best, but it must be done." Feng Jingyun's face became gloomy. This was an order, not a discussion.
Zhong Lihuo's face also became solemn, he has no hatred with Feng Jingyu, there is no need to put people to death, and he is relatively clear about Feng Jingyun's behavior, so it is really difficult to want him to kill for no reason. Do it.
However, Feng Jingyun couldn't offend, and he could only agree temporarily.
"Good." Zhong Lihuo said.
Feng Jingyun said: "You go back."
"Yes." Zhong Lihuo, Wu Tianlang and others all exited the room.
Watching Wu Tianlang and the four of them leave, a cold smile appeared on the corners of Feng Jingyun's mouth, with murderous intent in his eyes, and said: "Feng Jingyu, this time you are looking for death. I will never let you go. If I want to kill you, I don't have to do it myself."
When Zhong Lihuo returned to his room, Zhong Liwu said: "Brother Emperor, are we really going to kill you? This is not a trivial matter, it is related to the reputation of my Beirong dynasty."
Zhong Lihuo said, "Feng Jingyun cannot be offended for the time being. Let's take a step and take a look. I hope that we don't encounter that Feng Jingyu. It is best that he be eliminated at the very beginning."
"I hope so, it's more appropriate for Wu Tianlang and the others to do such a thing, anyway, they are also notorious." Zhong Liwu said.
At this point, the four competitions on the arena have ended, and the intensity of the entire competition is still worth seeing. After all, they are all young geniuses.
However, this was completely inconspicuous in Feng Jingyu's eyes.
In his opinion, how many of these geniuses have grown up from real combat? Most of them are piled up from resources, if it is true combat experience, it is still too far away.
"Next, please enter the second match." Black Hawk said loudly.
Eight more people entered the ring, and Feng Jingyu saw that among the eight people there were still people he knew, Zhang Tiandao was the one who appeared on the stage of the Dao Yi Dynasty.
Zhang Tiandao's strength has improved a lot in the Spirit Gathering Land. Although it is only the eighth level of the Lingtai Realm, it has reached its limit, and it is very easy to enter the ninth level of the Lingtai Realm.
This competition ended relatively quickly, and the gap between the seventh floor of the Lingtai Realm and the eighth floor of the Lingtai Realm was still insurmountable.
The third match began, and the entire battlefield was boiling as soon as the contestants entered the arena.
"Finally, I can see Wen Renyu's strength."
"The Ziluo Dynasty practiced the "Ten Thousand Laws". It is said that it can be used without intrusion and ignore the attacks of others. I don't know if it is true or not."
"How is it possible to ignore the attack, but it just can block some attacks. It also depends on the individual's strength."
Some people in the stands were all talking.
On the fourth ring, Wen Renyu stood quietly. Opposite him was a young man on the eighth floor of the Lingtai Realm. After seeing that his opponent was Wen Renyu, this young man had the heart to cry.
Why is it so unlucky, I met such a strong opponent in the first game.
"The contest begins." Black Hawk announced loudly.
Wen Renyu's spiritual aura burst out, a dazzling light flashed all over his body, and his body quickly approached the young man. Facing Wen Renyu's terrifying aura, the young man's aura was completely suppressed.
However, he didn't give up easily, and wanted to know how far he was from Wen Renyu.
The young man yelled, and he slammed his fist out. Wen Renyu didn't care at all, so he didn't evade, so he let the young man hit him with a punch.
After the youth's fist encountered the light on Wen Renyu's body, those rays were dissolving the youth's power, making the attack weaker and weaker until there was no threat.