Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
Huge and loud bells rang one after another, echoing throughout the city.
Tianyun Plaza.
Looking down from the air, countless people crowded into the square like ants. It was so vast that just one look at it would make one's scalp numb.
[Please line up in an orderly manner, avoid crowding, and enter the designated viewing area according to the tickets...]
A gentle female voice sounded on the giant screen.
After the expansion, the square has grown to more than fifty giant screens, located in various areas.
On the ground, countless members of the Martial Alliance maintained order, and crowds of people slowly and orderly poured into the square and entered various areas.
The square is divided into an inner area and an outer area. The inner area close to the nine dragon gates is the area for the contestants and their families, while the outer area is just for the spectators.
Inner perimeter, area four.
Ye Ran stared at the nine dragon gates in front of him with something strange in his eyes.
Next to him were the master of the Heijiang Martial Arts School and the two sisters Jiang Yu, as well as a group of teachers and students from the Heijiang Martial Arts School. However, these people looked at him in awe and did not dare to get too close to him.
"Why hasn't Minister Xu come yet?"
Ye Ran frowned slightly and glanced around, only to see that other areas were almost full of people.
These areas are not for casual seating. Area 1 is occupied by the three major martial sage families and top powers like Zhenwusi.
Heijiang Martial Arts School can go to District 4 because it takes advantage of the local forces in Tianque City. Otherwise, it might have to go outside District 10.
"What's there?"
Ye Ran suddenly looked to the left and saw a separate area. In front of that area was a huge black stone wall full of mottled marks. There were two huge covered lists beside the stone wall.
"That's the list of martial arts masters in the world and the earth."
Zhao Jiangshui explained: "However, there are so many people at the True Dragon Conference this time, so the martial arts ranking competition should be postponed until the True Dragon Conference is completed."
Ye Ran nodded slightly and continued to look around, waiting for Minister Xu.
Time passed slowly, and it was getting closer and closer to the start of the True Dragon Conference. All the spectators in the square were seated.
In the sky, hundreds of Wumeng helicopters carrying huge cameras were waiting in the dark sky.
In the field, the crowd was talking a lot, but there were huge soundproof panels in each area to suppress these sounds to an acceptable level.
Suddenly, a countdown flashed on the giant screens in all areas.
There are still ten minutes left until twelve o'clock noon.
Seeing this scene, all the spectators who were chatting stopped one after another and looked at the Nine Dragon Gates expectantly and excitedly.
More people took out their mobile phones and started taking photos and videos, preparing to record the opening ceremony of the conference.
The first four districts closest to the Nine Dragon Gates also attracted much attention. Countless people looked at the young geniuses excitedly and whispered among themselves.
Ye Ran was waiting when his cell phone rang suddenly. His eyes brightened slightly, thinking it was Minister Xu who had arrived.
He took out his cell phone. It was not a message from Minister Xu.
But it was Zhang Fan’s.
"Brother Ran, damn, I think I saw you. Are you wearing half a silver mask?"
Ye Ran was stunned for a moment, glanced around, and saw many small drones taking aerial photos and live broadcasting the scene here.
The True Dragon Conference was broadcast live across the country. Zhang Fan probably happened to see it while watching the live broadcast, but this guy still had a good relationship with him, and he could even recognize it.
At this time, Zhang Fan's message came again.
"Ahhh! Brother Ran, this is the True Dragon Conference. You are so awesome. Our whole martial arts gym is watching the live broadcast now. Can you record a short video for me and let me pretend to be Bobby!"
"This guy."
Ye Ran was a little funny, but he did record a few seconds of video and sent him the entry card.
Just after chatting with Zhang Fan, news came from Teacher Zhu and the principal.
"Ye Ran, is this you? If so, can you send a selfie to the teacher? The teacher wants to send it to his friend list. My student is promising!"
There were even Minister Long and others, but they were much more reserved and just said: "Come on, behave well this time."
After dealing with these friends, the call from her sister-in-law came, but compared to the others, Ye Hongfang was very sure of it and recognized him at a glance just by looking at her back.
On the phone, Ye Hongfang's voice was very excited at first, but it softened when she was about to hang up. She instinctively warned him, telling him to be careful and try not to get hurt.
It's easy to get injured in this kind of battle, so taking care of yourself is the most important thing...
Ye Ran listened quietly. After hanging up the phone, he looked at the nine dragon gates with bright eyes.
This is the True Dragon Conference, the one that really... attracts everyone's attention!
At this time, the countdown on the big screen also entered the last half minute.
With only ten seconds left.
The big screen suddenly changed into nine dragon gates, and at the same time an old shout sounded.
"Invite thirteen Martial Lords to open the Dragon Gate!"
The moment the voice fell, at the end of the sky, among the vast white clouds, thirteen huge illusory palms suddenly poked out of the clouds!
Then grab it down!
Suddenly, the vast endless clouds in the nine dragon gates were sucked in crazily, and soon disappeared, clearly revealing a golden dragon among them!
The giant dragon's head hangs high at the end of the sky, and the huge golden dragon body winds like a mountain all the way down, as if it is hanging in the sky.
The majestic golden dragon head had its eyes closed and its breath was dead, but it still made everyone who saw it tremble and be unable to make a sound.
Next to the golden dragon head, there are thirteen majestic thrones composed of white clouds. On the thrones, you can see white cloud giants with different appearances.
Most of these white cloud giants looked like middle-aged people, both male and female. The leader of them, sitting on the first throne, was an old man whose eyes were hollow and seemed to be blind.
"Martial Lord, there are thirteen Martial Lords... This is the most ever!"
In the square, the audience's shocking voices rang out, and their eyes were filled with awe and excitement, as if they were looking at the thirteen gods.
However, the powerful warrior who protects tens of millions of people is indeed no different from a god to ordinary people.
At this time, the perspective changed again on all the giant screens, and a disk placed above the golden dragon's head clearly appeared.
The disk is suspended in mid-air, and in the disk is a luxurious golden dragon horn the size of an ordinary person's fist.
This is the proof of first place in the True Dragon Conference!
The perspective on the screen changes, following the luxurious dragon horns shining with golden light, and further down, there is a long golden staircase suspended in mid-air.
The stairs are on a golden chain.
This chain is extremely thick and long, extending from the dragon's head to the dragon's tail inside the nine dragon gates. From a distance, it gives people the feeling of being connected to the sky and the earth.
The golden chain has a total of eighteen branches. Each branch has six arenas, including five deputies and one master.
The main one is high and the second one is low, with six stages going vertically downward.
The end of the chain is just connected to the ground, a giant black platform surrounded by nine dragon gates.
Next to the platform stands a stone monument - the initial arena.
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(No, I won’t stay up late tonight. I can’t bear it anymore. I’ll get up early tomorrow and try to finish writing the plot of the True Dragon Conference before 4 p.m.
On Sunday, it is estimated that many readers who live on campus will have to go to school in the afternoon, so I should finish writing as soon as possible, otherwise I will have to wait for a week.
See you tomorrow good night. )
