Douluo's life to the end

Chapter 363 Continental Live Broadcast Promotion Match

Just after Qian Chongling and the others entered the royal hunting ground, a plain and disdainful voice came from a certain dark corner.

"My royal father is really interesting. He really thinks that a mere Royal Knights can test out the depth of Black Feather Douluo?"

"Qinghe, Xue Ye is different from you. Xue Ye has lived in the deep palace for a long time. He doesn't understand the horror of high-level Title Douluo. It is understandable for him to do such a thing."

Besides Ning Fengzhi, there is no one who can call Heaven Dou Great Emperor by his name directly, and who is inseparable with Xue Qinghe, the crown prince of Heaven Dou Empire.

"Royal father sometimes does things very capriciously. Don't say think twice, at least consider the consequences. Just talking about provoking Black Feather Douluo just now, if Black Feather Douluo became angry and killed him, a total of 1 people would be killed." , death is in vain.”

Xue Qinghe said flatly, with a hint of sarcasm in his tone.

"Black Feather Douluo's reputation is pretty good, and he won't kill innocent people indiscriminately. If it were the Poison Douluo of Yanzhilou, I'm afraid that the third legion of the Royal Knights would be wiped out." Ning Fengzhi said.

"I haven't seen Rongrong for a long time, teacher, let's go in together."

Xue Qinghe didn't continue to discuss this topic with Ning Fengzhi, but changed the topic.

"Ah."

Ning Fengzhi nodded, and he and Xue Qinghe walked into the royal hunting ground from the other side.

Dividing line.
At the same time, under the leadership of Perkins, Qian Zhongling and others turned over a small hill, and what was presented in front of them was a wide grassland with a wide field of vision, which made people feel relieved. It's comfortable.

On the prairie, a large military camp formed a circle. Perkins pointed to the camp and said, "The promotion match of the All-Continent Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Competition will be held right in the middle of the military camp."

Five barracks were allocated to the Galaxy Fleet, among which Qian Zhongling lived in a single room, and the seven members of the Galaxy Fleet were allocated by themselves.

Naturally, the barracks of the army were not luxurious, but they were cleaned very cleanly. It was obvious that preparations had been made before they came.

Before the end of the promotion match, all seven members of the Galaxy Fleet will live here. As for Qian Zhongling, if he wants to run out, no one will find out, and there is nothing to do about him.

The promotion competition is also a round-robin system, but because the number of teams has decreased a lot, the competition time has also been reduced from one month to half a month, and half a month later, the final finals will be held in Wuhun City.

After Perkins completed his task of leading the way, he couldn't wait to leave this evil star.

"Your Majesty Black Feather, please rest early. The promotion competition will officially start tomorrow. At that time, there will be a special person to lead you to the competition venue. There will be no opening ceremony in the promotion competition, and the competition will start directly. Judgment together to show justice."

"Thank you General Perkins, would you like to stay for a cup of tea?" Qian Zhongling said with a half-smile.

"Thank you Hei Yumian for your kindness, but I am busy with military affairs, so I can only live up to your kindness. I am really sorry. I will take my leave first." After Perkins finished speaking, he disappeared in a flash.

Time flies, and after the Galaxy Fleet settled down, the night has gradually darkened.

A round of bright silver moon hangs high in the night sky, shining on the earth, and covering the earth with a layer of silver gauze.

At this time, two guests were welcomed in the barracks where Shrek Academy lived.

If the arrival of Ning Fengzhi, the suzerain of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, was expected by Tang San, then the other person who came with Ning Fengzhi was something he could never have imagined.

The five barracks are an independent courtyard, Tang San just put away his luggage when he saw these two people coming.

"Hello, Uncle Ning, His Royal Highness, why are you here?"

The person who came with Ning Fengzhi was none other than the prince of the Heaven Dou Empire, Xue Qinghe.

Xue Qinghe was wearing ordinary aristocratic attire, without any particularly luxurious attire, he felt like an ordinary aristocrat, especially standing next to the elegant Ning Fengzhi, it was like a foil, not eye-catching .

If Tang San hadn't met him before, he would never have thought that he had such a noble status.

With a gentle smile on his face, Xue Qinghe said: "Brother Tang, didn't you come here? This time, I am honored to come to watch the promotion match with my father, and I will come to see you by the way. How is it? Are you still used to it? If If you feel uncomfortable, I will ask someone to change the place for you."

Tang San shook his head quickly, and said: "Don't bother, this place is already very good, thank you Brother Xue for your concern."

Hearing Brother Xue's words, a smile appeared on Xue Qinghe's face, and he said, "Brother Tang, you are welcome, this is what I should do."

"I'm busy talking, Brother Xue, Uncle Ning, sit inside." Tang San hurriedly called Xue Qinghe and Ning Fengzhi to the barracks.

Ning Fengzhi shook his head with a smile, and said, "I won't sit down, I just want to see Rongrong, but if you two young people are free, you can communicate more."

"Then Brother Tang, can you show me the royal hunting ground with you?" Xue Qinghe said with a smile.

"This is Tang San's honor, Brother Xue is too polite."

As the saying goes, don't hit people with smiling faces, Tang San naturally followed Xue Qinghe's words.

Dividing line.
With a gentle breeze, Tang San and Xue Qinghe walked side by side in the royal hunting ground, talking and laughing with each other, and the atmosphere seemed to be very harmonious.

At this time, the two happened to be walking in the middle of the barracks, which was the venue for the promotion competition.

"Brother Xue, what are these people doing?"

Tang San pointed to a few people who were busy with something on the competition field and wore the uniform of the Spirit Hall.

"These are people from the Wuhun Research Institute. They are installing a kind of soul guide device, which is said to be able to broadcast the competition to various places."

Xue Qinghe glanced at the direction Tang San was pointing at, and immediately understood what Tang San was asking.

"Ah, can this be done? Even if it can be done, it doesn't seem to make any sense?"

Tang San frowned, and asked very puzzled.

"Wuhundian's argument is that allowing more people to see elite soul masters fighting each other can better motivate other soul masters to practice, but in my opinion, this kind of behavior is just a waste of people and money."

Xue Qinghe said lightly.

Tang San looked at the eight soul guides on the competition field, and an ominous premonition vaguely appeared in his heart.

"Brother Tang, Brother Tang"

Xue Qinghe looked at Tang San who was in deep thought, and subconsciously called out to him.

"Brother Xue, I'm sorry I was distracted just now, maybe I'm a little tired today."

Tang San said slightly apologetically.

"In that case, let's stop here today and see you tomorrow!" Xue Qinghe said.

"Okay, Brother Xue, see you tomorrow!" Tang San said.

(End of this chapter)