I have the best bloodline.

The old man has been sitting here all year round to prevent any living beings from learning about the dark and turbulent history of Xia Yu. Only when all the living beings inside have dissipated between heaven and earth can the old man's life be considered to have come to an end.

Before that, even if Emperor Wusheng came, the old man would fight him to the death.

As a parent, the prince will leave with the dark secrets inside and leave Xia Yu a glorious and prosperous age.

Chapter 113 The martial arts performance in front of the emperor begins!

"Your Highness, Your Highness, it's time for you to rest."

In the darkness, Xia Chongming, who had turned into an invisible curse, spoke silently with a faint expression on his face.

His Highness is just like King Yu, who has a strong sense of responsibility and a clear mind. As the prince's companion, Xia Chongming, a student who knows the prince very well, and it is precisely because of this understanding that he cursed the prince in the new Nightmare Town. After the method was completed, a plan was laid against the prince.

Xia Chongming didn't want this, he didn't even want to destroy Xia Yu and make the leader angry, but there was no other way.

The side effects of the Nightmare Town method can no longer be suppressed. They have no time to slowly fight with Xia Yu. If Xia Yu does not attack Xia Yu to awaken the leader and obtain the most complete Nightmare Town method to make up for the current shortcomings of the method, the Central State Nightmare Town sect will not even be able to The Wusheng Emperor needs to take action, and the two guardians will die in a short time.

That volume of secret law had been completed a long time ago and was originally used to save King Yu who went crazy. However, because of the prince, the leader also took that volume of secret law and died forever.

Xia Chongming didn't want to die. He had just touched the edge of the Dragon Clan's ten thousand year plan.

As long as he successfully survives this calamity, he will definitely be able to surpass the checks and balances of the world of cultivation in the future and become a true immortal.

Even if this would anger the leader, Chongming really had no choice now.

If he drags it on any longer, he will be killed by the backlash.

……………………

Imperial City·Lunch break after the feast.

"It's been a long time since we last saw each other at Prince Xuan's Mansion. Shi Qi misses Mr. Su very much."

Su Yan had just had a meal here and was lying on her aunt's lap, turning into a blanket to warm her legs. She was also enjoying her massage. At this time, Feng Shiqi, whom she hadn't seen for a while, He was squatting in front of Su Yan and saying hello shyly.

Su Yan's appearance and physique seemed to be on the top of Feng Shiqi's heart.

When the two first met on the streets of the busy city, Feng Shiqi noticed that she was obsessed with Su Yan. Although it did not reach the so-called love at first sight, Feng Shiqi also admitted that she was a little bit greedy for his appearance.

"I brought you some snacks. I wonder if Mr. Su would like them."

After saying hello to Su Yan and getting a response, Feng Shiqi quickly took out a bag of air-dried monster meat from the storage bracelet and handed it to Su Yan. There was a faint sweet smell inside, which must have been coated with maltose. .

Looking at the dried meat in front of him, Su Yan looked at Feng Shiqi doubtfully, opened his mouth and bit into it.

Su Yan likes to eat preserved meat, and he also likes sweets. Preserved pork in honey sauce is simply one of Su Yan's favorite foods.

"I am so fond of this. County Lord Luanming must have told you, right? You don't have to be polite next time. We are all fellow Taoists who have sat in the Wanhua Pavilion and had a drink together. There is no need to be so polite about giving this or that." .”

Although Su Yan ate it with gusto, he still told Feng Shiqi that the quality of this monster meat jerky was obviously of excellent quality. In the foundation-building stage of Su Yan, a fox would need to chew it for a while before it could be swallowed smoothly. Apparently the meat used to make jerky comes from demonic beasts of the Golden Core stage or above.

so cute.

Feng Shiqi obviously didn't hear Su Yan's words. She looked at the white-furred fox with a happy face. She tried hard to hold the slightly sticky meat with her fox paws and chewed it with her head sideways.

After being obsessed with the cuteness of the young fox for a moment, Feng Shiqi remembered what she had to do.

Meeting Su Yan here was purely coincidental. She was going to the area near King Xuan to find County Master Luanming and ask for some information about eight princes with different surnames competing in the competition.

As a result, instead of walking to where King Xuan was sitting, Feng Shiqi found Su Yan and his aunt sitting in the first row. Feng Shiqi couldn't hold back and took out the snacks she had always carried with her to give to Su Yan and gave them to him. .

"Mr. Su, I'm going to participate in the imperial martial arts competition later. Can Shi Qi get Mr. Su's cheers and cheers?"

Although Xia Yu did not use the word "gas", because of natural gas, the word "gas" is used here, which means that it is like adding gas to a flame, making it burn more intensely.

Feng Shiqi looked at Su Yan expectantly, hoping that the young master would reply to her: I wish the girl good luck in martial arts.

But Su Yan, who was happily chewing the meat, showed a surprised expression and said, "Are you the Black Iron Token Field?"

The expectant expression on Feng Shiqi's cheeks froze, and she gradually looked at Su Yan with an astonished expression: "Could it be that Young Master You is also participating? Or is it the Black Iron Token event?"

Looking at the small white-furred fox and Mr. Su, who was about 1.6 meters tall and a young man, Feng Shiqi had a hard time imagining what it would be like when Su Yan was fighting.

All she could imagine was that the white-haired young fox had a ferocious cry on his face. During the killing, he was picked up by the monk on the opposite side with one hand. He looked at the referee with black lines on his head and said: "He is really Are you my opponent?"

As he spoke, he kicked Su Yan away from the court. Su Yan rolled on the ground with a frustrated look on his face.

Or when the female cultivator saw Su Yan, she immediately picked him up with a look of infatuation on her face, held her in her arms and rubbed him hard. Su Yan struggled desperately but couldn't get away.

In the end, half of his life was wiped out by the female cultivator who was licking the corner of her mouth with a satisfied look on her face and fell to the field with a gray face.

No matter how Feng Shiqi imagined Su Yan fighting, the scene she imagined in the end was Su Yan being cute.

"Those participating monks are inhumane. They are not like us Xia Yu people who will show mercy to the cute fox. Young Master Su, you must be careful!"

Feng Shiqi said with a worried look on her face, looking at the little fox chewing meat with a happy face: "Those guys."

"Miss Feng, don't worry. I'll just go through the motions. The important thing is to participate." Su Yan waved his hand to indicate that Feng Shiqi was relieved.

Su Yan didn't care so much about winning or losing. If the enemy's strength was really beyond imagination, Su Yan would not fight the enemy to the end like crazy, because there was actually no point in doing so.

Su Yan was not an official contestant. Even if he made it to the top ten, he would not be eligible for rewards. His appearance was just to show his face in front of the Grand Master and to fully display what he had learned in order to obtain his guidance.

The black iron token is different from the contestants. Su Yan is quite open-minded about these. Just like what Wushengdi said before, being weak for a while doesn't mean anything. Maybe one day he can dig a great immortal's tomb and get some elixir that can make him ascend to heaven on the spot?

Am I talking about this? I'm afraid you will meet some perverts when you go on stage, Feng Shiqi muttered in her heart.

While the two were chatting, they didn't notice that Xia Yu, who was on the truss, had stood up and walked to the edge of the platform. He raised his hand and tapped three times:

"The time has come. Please put your tokens on the seats. The giant tree will lead you to the arena."

After saying this, Jin stood on the edge of the platform waiting for the appearance of 150 contestants.

When the time is up, whether they are all present or not, Jin will directly announce the rules of the imperial martial arts performance. After the explanation of the rules of the imperial martial arts performance is completed, the contestants who have not appeared will lose their qualifications.

Hearing this, Su Yan took out the token from his storage ring and put it on the seat.

Just when he was curious about the so-called traction, when the token was just placed on the table, Su Yan and the token turned into a green ball of light and flew out.

Su Yan bounced up with the black iron token, landed on the central stage of the imperial city and slid a distance, barely stabilizing his body with a confused expression:

"This is... turning into a light of escape? Are the floating city's moving methods so advanced?"

Although the word "light of escape" is simple to say, if you want to control the light of escape, you must have the cultivation of the Yuanying stage to control the speed of a million miles a day.

Su Yan has ridden the light of escape, but it is the first time that he has turned into a light of escape, which feels quite amazing.

"Fox."

Master Jin looked at the young fox holding the token, and a strange smile appeared on his cheek.

A cold back figure appeared in his mind.

"Strange, strange"

Chapter 114 Magical Realism (Monthly Ticket Plus 33)

"Strange, strange"

Seeing Su Yan maintaining his fox form, holding the token in his arms and standing up, sliding a few meters on the ring to relieve the force of the falling light, Master Jin couldn't help but reveal a strange smile.

The master knew Su Yan's background. Ao Renlin specifically mentioned Su Yan's name when he left. The inner meaning was actually to ask the master to take care of him a little. Therefore, when he saw Su Yan's appearance, he couldn't help but want to laugh.

Winter Black Dragon actually has a talent for comedy? Isn't this the funniest thing?

With Su Yan flying first, green light rose from the inside of the imperial city, all of which landed accurately on the ring. In a short while, a large number of selected monks from different channels fell on the ring.

Humans, demons, mountain spirits.

Su Yan saw that there were more people around him. Su Yan, who had been kicked away by his own mother, no longer dared to maintain his fox appearance and re-manifest his human form. He stood on the ring with a black iron token in his hand.

Su Yan saw familiar faces as soon as he stood up. Yu Yanning and Feng Shiqi saw them.

A little further away, there was the Princess of Luanming County, several young men who had made a big fuss in Ruchun Garden, and a member of the royal family who was covered in white gauze.

Su Yan was about to step forward and say hello to Yu Yanning and the Princess of Luanming County, but he couldn't move, as if his body was under some kind of immobilization restriction.

Although the Wusheng Emperor didn't care about the martial arts performance in front of the emperor, it was one of the links of the ancestor worship, so it naturally needed to be solemn and sacred. All the monks who landed on the ring would be immobilized and silenced. Otherwise, it would be a big deal to make a scene like a market on this ancestor worship ring.

Grand Master Jin waited for a while, and when the time came, he counted the monks to confirm how many of the 150 people were present. After confirming that everything was correct, he raised his hand and clapped again:

"The imperial martial arts performance officially begins! But before that, you need to know something. The imperial martial arts performance is one of the ancestor worship sessions, and the main purpose is to celebrate the festival. Of course, this is also a big stage."

"Some of you may have sects, and some may come from our Xiayu system, but I don't care what you were like before, please pay attention to your quality on the stage."

Emperor Wusheng and the officials of Xiayu, as well as the elders of various forces and even the powerful monsters, all gathered in the imperial city. It is natural to avoid behaving like a shrew scolding on the street.

"Killing is prohibited on the martial arts arena, and the use of spiritual tools, any elixirs, and nightmare methods are prohibited."

Grand Master Jin spoke lightly, and after telling the 150 people about the prohibitions of the martial arts performance, he didn't say anything else, and turned around and walked back to his seat and sat down.

The Grand Master was just a spokesperson for the opening ceremony, and the rest of the hosting and judgment matters had nothing to do with him.

At the moment when the Grand Master turned around, the height of the viewing area in the Imperial City changed, starting to rise and shrink.

"I will be responsible for all matters from now on. Please take out your tokens, contestants."

The eunuch, dressed in the uniform of the Demon Suppression Division, walked from the flat ground to the gradually rising arena, holding a sphere made of colored glass in his hand, and asked all the contestants to throw their tokens into the colored glass ball:

"One hundred and fifty contestants, fighting from the beginning of the morning to the evening every day for seven days, everyone will participate in at least one fight every day, please pay attention."

The eunuch began to explain the rules of the arena.

The imperial martial arts performance is not an elimination system, but a point-based arena battle similar to a protracted war.

The number of fights in a day is also not fixed, starting from the early morning and lasting until the evening. The tokens that have participated in a round of competition will be placed in another sphere, and all the monks will be randomly drawn after a round.

As long as they persist for seven days, the ten with the highest points will be the winners of this imperial martial arts performance.

The martial arts performance before the emperor not only tests the cultivation, but also tests the wisdom, vision and luck of the contestants.

A cultivator can have no cultivation and no excellent talent.

But he must have strong luck, whether it is good or bad. Otherwise, even if he becomes a cultivator, he will be the most mediocre.

After the martial arts performance before the emperor, many outstanding independent cultivators will be invited by the big sects, because they are enough to prove that they have the ability to crawl out of the mountain of corpses.

After all the cultivators put in the tokens, the referee raised the glass ball, and the token inside began to rotate at high speed. The first token popped out from the gap on the ball and floated in the air.

The jade-like token appeared on the token, and the name and information of a cultivator were projected into the air.

[In the late stage of foundation building, independent cultivator: Qingchi, earth element. ]

At this moment, a token made of black iron material was spit out from the inside of the ball, and the name of the cultivator fighting against Qingchi was also revealed at this moment:

[In the middle stage of foundation building, fox demon: Su Yan, water element. 】

When Zhuo Tong saw Su Yan's name, he raised his eyebrows and felt a little surprised, but he still announced to the contestants present: "Except for the above two contestants, other cultivators please wait outside the arena."

"Fuck! Do we need to think about this game? The fox's cultivation is weaker than that of the casual cultivator, and the earth element restrains the water element. This time, it is definitely a casual cultivator beating up the fox, right?"

As soon as Su Yan and Qing Chi's names were selected, the flower buds behind the seats in the audience poked their heads out, and the flower buds bloomed, spitting out a wooden board with odds and cultivator information written on it.

Originally, the cultivators in the audience were all wailing about the first fight between the two. The cultivation was so different, and even the attributes had strong restraint attributes. No matter how you think about it, you know that Qing Chi will kill Su Yan in the end!

However, the odds displayed on the betting panel are completely different from what the gamblers guessed, and even outrageous.

Su Yan 1:0.05, Qingchi: 1:2

Bet Su Yan 100 jin of spirit stones, if he wins, the gamblers can get at most 5 jin of spirit stones.

And if Qingchi can win, it will be 1 to 2.

From the betting board, Qingchi has no chance of beating Su Yan, and has become a big dark horse.

Such a magical scene made the gamblers dumbfounded.

"What the hell is this situation? Is there any Taoist friend who knows the inside story, how can the fox demon win when the cultivation is not as good and there is a mutual restraint?"

The actual and paper odds are completely inconsistent, causing a round of heated discussions and confusion on the betting side.

The cultivators are all betting against the Xia Yu court. The court can actually give such cautious odds, which proves that the people of the Xia Yu court think that Su Yan will win 100%, but considering the possibility of unexpected situations, they symbolically fill in an odds.

"I don't believe it! Those eunuchs in the Ministry of Revenue must be trying to scare us. I'll just throw 30,000 kilograms of spirit stones at San Xiu and bet that he can beat the fox! Beat the fox until it crawls around on the ring and barks!"

A cultivator refused to believe it. What kind of data is on paper? He just believed his own eyes.

My aunt didn't even think about it and directly bet 50,000 kilograms of spirit stones on her little fox.

Lose?