"Brother Fei, the opening ceremony has ended. It seems that the World Heroes Conference is about to begin..."
At this time, Song Shilun next to him spoke again.
While they were talking, the list of candidates to participate in the World Heroes Conference was also reported. Counting the major forces in the Imperial City, the three ninth-grade sects, and some young geniuses from other states and counties, there were about five participating warriors. More than a hundred people.
With more than five hundred warriors, even if it is a one-on-one duel, one day is far from enough to decide the winner. Therefore, the entire process of the World Heroes Conference usually lasts for three days until the twenty strongest warriors are decided. , and get a lot of rewards at the same time.
"Well, the Holy Emperor and those old guys from the sect also appeared..."
Fei Ren also nodded. He looked up at the central square not far away and saw several powerful and powerful figures standing quietly on the tower there. They were the three ninth-grade sects. Senior figures in the door.
Right in front of these sect bosses, a middle-aged man wearing a purple and gold dragon robe stood with his hands behind his back, his eyebrows were like swords, and his dark eyes revealed a touch of depth, and he exuded a kingly aura from all over his body. Even the top leaders of the ninth-grade sects next to him did not dare to neglect him and stood sideways behind him.
The Emperor of Chu, Chu Tianyang!
Chu Tianyang is the only one in the world who can make all the high-ranking figures of the ninth-grade sects to bow to their knees without daring to make any mistakes. Moreover, Chu Tianyang is also the only strong man in the Great Chu Dynasty who is infinitely close to the martial arts realm. , the strength has reached the half-step martial arts level.
"Your Majesty, it's almost time to begin."
From behind, an elder from the Spirit Sword Sect stepped forward and cupped his hands.
"Why are there only a few of you, where is Ren Jianlong?" Glancing at the Spirit Sword Sect elder beside him, Chu Tianyang frowned slightly.
Unlike the other two ninth-grade sects, the Spirit Sword Sect has a close relationship with the imperial court and the royal family. Now that the World Heroes Conference has begun, the leader of the Spirit Sword Sect has not arrived. He only sent a few sect elders. This also made him feel a little unhappy.
"Back to Your Majesty, first of all, he has been delayed due to some things. He is already on the way. It is estimated that he will be able to reach the imperial city in less than half a day..."
Perhaps sensing the displeasure on Chu Tianyang's face, the elder of the Spirit Sword Sect felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy. He immediately raised his hands and said respectfully. A drop of cold sweat could not help but fall from his forehead. Apparently, facing Chu Tianyang's powerful momentum, he also Feeling a bit stressed.
Ren Jianlong is the leader of the ninth-grade sect Spirit Sword Sect. At the same time, he is also one of the few high-star level ten warriors in the Great Chu Dynasty. His strength is second only to Emperor Chu Tianyang. He is also well-known in the Great Chu Dynasty, but because of He acts in a low-key manner, and except for Chu Tianyang and some senior leaders of the Spirit Sword Sect, few people have been able to come into contact with him.
"Go down."
After hearing this, Chu Tianyang immediately flicked his sleeves and robe, signaling the elder of the Spirit Sword Sect to retreat.
After all, Ren Jianlong can be regarded as a powerful person in the Great Chu Dynasty, and he is also the leader of the ninth-grade sect. He can't say anything for being late, lest it cause conflicts between the two parties. The Great Chu royal family still has to rely on these sects after all. Only with the support of the sect forces can the country be consolidated forever.
"Your Majesty, Ren Jianlong has always been slow, so it's not surprising that he would be late..."
After the Spirit Sword Sect elder retreated, a young man in white robe also laughed lightly, and then his figure flashed and came to Chu Tianyang's side. Bai Jiu's face was very handsome, and there was even a hint of feminine charm between his eyebrows. The meaning is actually strangely feminine.
"Lin Feng, who do you think can win the first place in this world's heroes competition?" Chu Tianyang glanced at the young man in white robe beside him, who was full of momentum, then withdrew his gaze and said calmly.
Although the white-robed young man in front of me looks like he is only in his twenties, and he looks as handsome as a beauty, his actual bone age is over fifty. However, because of his beauty skills and the swallowing of some pills, his appearance is not that great. Big changes are like youth.
As for the alchemist with such ability in the Great Chu Dynasty, there is currently only Medicine King Lin Feng.
"If I said it was His Royal Highness, Your Majesty, would you think I was too flattering..."
"However, with the strength of His Royal Highness, if nothing unexpected happens, it is really easy to win the first place."
As if aware of Chu Tianyang's thoughts, Lin Feng suddenly had a folding fan in his hand and chuckled.
"You do understand my thoughts."
After the words fell, Chu Tianyang also looked stunned, and then laughed out loud.
"Your Majesty, all the more than 500 participating warriors have arrived. This is the battle list..."
At this time, a figure flashed across the top of the city tower, and then a man in a black robe with a dark face and a resolute expression was seen landing steadily. The next moment, he stepped in front of Chu Tianyang, holding a file in his hand. There was no trace of emotion on his face.
The man in black robe is named Su Tianxing, and he is the sect leader of Qingyuan Sect, a ninth-grade sect. His strength is also unfathomable, not weaker than Ren Jianlong. He is also a tenth-level high-star realm warrior, but compared to the former, Su Tianxing is He has a straightforward and introverted personality, and is unsmiling, which makes him seem rather rigid in the eyes of outsiders.
"Pass my command, the World Heroes Conference will begin immediately!"
After glancing at Su Tianxing in front of him, Chu Tianyang also raised his hand to take the file, and then waved his sleeves.
.....
Under the spotlight, the much-anticipated World Heroes Conference has finally begun. According to the rules of the World Heroes Conference, the competition on the first day is just a preliminary round. Each person will fight to determine the winner and advance to the rematch on the second day. As for the opponent It is drawn randomly.
Although it was only the first day of preliminary competition, the atmosphere and excitement of the World Heroes Conference was not low at all. A large number of onlookers, warriors and even civilians gathered around the entire central square. There were also some Imperial City guards who opened the protective zone. , to prevent these people from being impacted by the residual power of the duel.
"Each contestant comes up and draws his or her own number. The next number from the drawn number will be your next opponent."
At this time, in the central square, a middle-aged man wearing a military robe was standing quietly. Next to him was a wooden box sealed on three sides with only one opening. It seemed that it was the meeting place for the world's heroes. referee.
Since the World Heroes Conference adopts a random drawing system, the opponents are also random, so there is also some luck involved. If you are lucky and the opponent you draw is relatively weak, you can easily advance to the rematch on the next day.
If you are unlucky, you may draw a talented disciple from the three ninth-grade sects, or even the crown prince Chu Jiuxing. Then you will be eliminated in the preliminary round on the first day, and even worse, your life may be at risk. , after all, there has never been a rule in the World Heroes Conference that one cannot kill someone. Everything only depends on the outcome.
.....
After a while, more than 500 participating warriors drew their respective numbers.
"No. 16..."
Holding a gray ball in his hand, with two big characters clearly engraved in the middle of the ball, Fei Ren looked thoughtful. According to the rules, his opponent was the contestant holding the No. 17 ball.
