"Boom..."
The drum made a continuous dull sound, reaching ten sounds as if the lingering power had not dissipated.
This is a symbol of stepping into the Heavenly Transcendent Realm, and it immediately attracted everyone's attention.
It was a young man with a big face, a strong face, and a strong figure.
With just one stop, the aura of shock made the people of Zhou feel depressed.
"My god, it's Taiwu, the thirty-two martial artist of the last session, he actually came again?"
"Five years ago, he had been among the top 32, and now he is just 30 years old. I don't know what level of strength he has reached."
"This year, I am afraid that his goal is to enter the quarterfinals. Don't let me run into him."
An exclamation came from the surroundings, enough to show the reputation of this Taiwu.
"Well, although Taiwu's cultivation base is deliberately suppressed, it has reached the fourth heaven of the Heavenly Transcendent Realm. It will definitely be a hot spot by then, so I will lower his rate."
In front of a concealed pavilion bead curtain on the second floor, a squinted old man's eyes were fixed on Taiwu's body, with a deep smile on his face. Instructed the waiter who was in charge of the record behind him.
"Okay, Grandmaster Feng Yue."
"Haha, Feng Lao, I have troubled you in the past few days, and you still need to stare here so hard."
Behind him, on the bamboo chair, there was a chuckle and indifferent voice.
It was a white-faced young man wearing a brocade robe and a jade crown, playing with the exquisite crystal wine glass in his hand.
A pair of long and narrow Danfeng eyes added a bit of femininity and evil.
"Young Master Tong Er, what do you say? As the Tong Family, it is natural for me to serve the Tong Family and contribute to Young Master Tong Er."
The old man Feng Yue turned around and smiled at the young man, showing respect.
"Well, the income of this Dijie Conference is at least in the tens of millions in the income of my natural selection gambling firm. I have to be more cautious and reduce the ratio of those popular seeds so that we can make money."
Tong Tianyang took a sip of wine with a joke in the corner of his eyes.
"These contestants are somewhat cautious by nature, and when they hit the drum, they will deliberately lower their cultivation base and hide their strength."
"But as everyone knows, as long as you use your spiritual power, with Feng you who specializes in pupil skills, your cultivation base can't be hidden at all, and the number of kilograms will be exposed."
"Balance the weight of this game and control the ratio, we can only make money. Haha."
Tong Tianyang laughed, but there was a bit of bitterness in his eyes.
He was the second young master of the Tong family among the seven great families of the Bei Rong Empire. However, he was born in a side house, and he was destined to be unable to compete for the inheritance of the future Tong family.
Choosing a gambling company this day is his future support, and he needs to be more cautious.
"Huh, this little guy?"
Grandmaster Feng Yue in front of the bead curtain suddenly gave a whisper, and immediately interrupted Tong Tianyang's thoughts.
Tong Tianyang's expression moved slightly, he stood up, walked to the bead curtain, and looked at the registration hall.
At this time, a black-clothed boy was standing in front of the drum, with a punch that contained the ultimate bang on the drum.
"Boom boom boom boom boom."
There were five muffled noises in a row, shaking the entire hall.
"Qin Shaoyang, born in Tianyang City, passed the test..." A declaration came from the registry.
"What's the matter, Feng Lao is just a kid who is peeping into the realm of the five heavens. Could it be that he also hides his strength."
Tong Tianyang was slightly confused, but this kind of thing had never happened before.
"When he just ran his spiritual power, there was a layer of mist around him, and I didn't even see through his cultivation."
Tong Tianyang shook his head slightly and explained aloud.
A pair of eyes fell on the boy with a slight look.
Hearing that Grandmaster Feng Yue was the same, Tong Tianyang couldn't help but also raised a little interest, of course, it was only that little interest.
"It's just a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy. Even if he hides his strength, how much he can hide."
"Grandmaster Feng Yue, you have been staring at this place these past few days. Perhaps it is too much trouble. At the end of today, the registration phase of the Dijie Conference will be completely over. You can rest for a while when you are old."
Tong Tianyang smiled slightly, not paying attention.
However, when he was about to move his gaze away, he suddenly saw the young man who had been on the list above the hall, looking back slightly and looking here.
But at this glance, the black-clothed boy turned his head.
"Is it a coincidence? Or did this guy find out?"
Tong Tianyang's brows moved slightly. The second floor compartment was extremely hidden. If you didn't deliberately observe it outside, you wouldn't be able to find it.
"interesting."
The corners of Tong Tianyang's mouth curled up slightly.
In the lobby on the first floor, Qin Shaoyang left the Tianxuan gambling firm holding the wooden sign for the competition.
This Dijie Conference officially kicked off two days later.
There are now more than one contestant, and there will be a shortlisted event tomorrow.
There are no gambling rounds in the finals, and the assessment method is very special. Five or six people fight at the same time. In each game, only one person will win. In the end, 256 people are selected, which is the real start of the battle.
And this qualifier is also to give those who bet a chance to see the player's strength.
"In other words, if you want your ratio to be higher, then you must try to appear weak. If you show too much strength and become the favorite to win the championship, the ratio will be pitifully low."
Qin Shaoyang shook his head slightly, a wry smile appeared on his face.
"It seems that in the finals two days later, I have to play a good wave."
Thinking of this, Qin Shaoyang wandered around the long street, finally found the Formation Master Association and walked straight in...
Two days' time passed in an instant.
The sky had just brightened, and the entire imperial capital city had already been bustling with excitement.
The Dijie Conference held every five years can be described as a grand event where the Beirong Empire participated in the whole country.
Because of the participation in the gambling industry, if luck is enough, many people can even get rich overnight, so the degree of attention and participation are even more the same.
On the long street, many citizens of the imperial capital had already gathered in the southern city of the imperial capital early in the morning.
This is the imperial spot generals stage. With the holding of the Emperor Jie Conference, the spot generals that can accommodate 300,000 people have been temporarily set up as the venue of the Emperor Jie Conference.
On both sides, a large number of auditoriums were established, and at this time, 70% to 80% of the audience had already been seated in the auditorium.
Although no bets are open for the finalists, it is also an excellent opportunity for the citizens of the Imperial Capital to observe the strength of these contestants.
Those who come here to watch the game all want to find one or two dark horses from these breakout players, so that they can make a lot of bets in the subsequent battles.
Qin Shaoyang yawned and walked into the contestants area after the contestants submitted their wooden cards for the contest.
The entire contestant area was also crowded at this time, and thousands of warriors gathered in twos and threes.
Each of them was gearing up, and the fighting spirit was brilliant, but Qin Shaoyang yawned like this, as if he hadn't slept all night, and looked very strange.