Dragon Tamer Chapter 135: Group fight
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The power competition is placed in the bronze-colored imperial capital of Yangcheng. The huge battlefield is at the intersection of the five imperial city avenues, so those who want to watch this competition only need to follow any When an imperial city avenue comes to the end, you can see this prosperous battle between the dragon shepherd and the mortal!
The imperial city avenue of the water drop lake imperial city is actually on this prosperous road outside the Zhumen Gate.
Zhu Minglang originally wanted to fly directly into the Imperial Capital Yangcheng on the Shenmu Qingshenglong, but considering that the Imperial Capital Yangcheng is not his own Zhumen site, he is not allowed to fly with dragons.
It’s still early. Aunt Bai Xin asked Zhu Minglang and Nan Lingsha to prepare a luxurious carriage for them to walk slowly. You can also take a look at the water drop imperial city and central imperial city. bustling.
I arrived at the central imperial city slowly, and the ground was already covered with bronze-colored boulders. These boulders were neatly cut, polished and smooth, with sunlight shining on it, like gold and copper on the ground.
"There are a lot of people." Nan Lingsha said softly, seeing that such a spacious road has become somewhat congested.
"Let's go over. I don't know when this carriage will arrive." Zhu Minglang said.
"Hmm."
The Power Contest was carried out in a very open way, the five imperial city avenues, as long as you think you can, even if you walk in the brass battlefield, as long as you can last for the specified time, you are considered selected.
Therefore, in the Great Power Competition, there is basically no such thing as registering in advance. Even if you are not a member of the power, you can also enter the battlefield. When you can sustain it for several rounds, naturally there will be power who will want you.
When Zhu Minglang and Nan Lingsha arrived at this brass battlefield, there had been a lot of people around them, as if they were celebrating some festival.
As for the restaurants that opened around the brass battlefield and have excellent views, they are even more prosperous. For some people, sitting in the restaurant and drinking while enjoying the chaotic competition in the bronze battlefield is also a good thing. The ultimate enjoyment.
Because of this, some prestigious people in these restaurants set up a gambling game. Before the competition began, they chose a number of disciples to participate in. Every time they survived one round, they even won.
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Zhu Minglang and Nan Lingsha walked into the brass battlefield. Qin Yang has arranged seats for them to avoid being crowded with the crowd.
The Brass Battlefield is an epic arena left behind during the reign of the Holy See. It is big enough to hold nearly 10,000 people to train together.
There is no wall around the battlefield, only the crescent-shaped pond river separates the crowded city streets.
Therefore, as long as the people in the imperial capital come early, they can occupy a good position on the other side of Chihe and watch the thrilling fight in the brass battlefield directly.
Similarly, those restaurants built around the brass battlefield have a better view.
To put it bluntly, anyone can come to see it, and even tickets are not charged. Come early and don't be crowded behind the crowd.
On the water surface of the moon arc-shaped pond, there are some white big stone pavilion seats, which are prepared for the noble people of the major forces.
Zhu Minglang and Nan Lingsha are in one of the water pavilions at this time. On the table, there are already water grapes, big bitter melons, fragrant peanuts, and some wines and melon juices bought from restaurants.
Speaking of luxury, there are actually not many silver taels at all. I just look back and see the crowds of people on the streets outside Chihe, crowded and noisy. Against the blazing sun, you will feel that this view is exclusive to a few people on the water. The pavilion is very noble, after all, even some merchants with a wealth of money have to go to the upper part of the restaurant to book a place in advance.
"We wish the door, is anyone attending today?" Zhu Minglang asked Qin Yang.
"Master Hui, we Zhumen mainly focus on craftsmanship. Compared with other forces, we are not so good at fighting and killing things. Therefore, we are not planning to compete for any place in this competition. "Qin Yang explained.
"Is it such a Buddha?"
"But in order to prevent some forces from being overwhelmed in this group of heroes fighting each other, only one to three children of one force are allowed to enter the arena at the same time." Qin Yang said.
"The rule seems to be a group fight." Nan Lingsha pointed to the stone bridges. People in the stone bridges have stepped into the brass battlefield one after another, and they have chosen a position that is advantageous to them in advance. .
"Yes, one hundred people will enter the field in each round. Either the time is up and the people who are still standing on the field can enter the next round, or there are only the last ten people left." Qin Yang nodded.
A hundred people fight each other!
It turns out that the Power Contest is so exciting, I thought it was the kind of rigid one-on-one arena!
This way, I wish Minglang like it.
I glanced at Nan Lingsha again, there seemed to be some luster in her eyes.
"After the marginal forces enter the arena, the son and Miss Nan can go in." Qin Yang held two waist cards in his hand and handed it to Zhu Minglang and Nan Lingsha.
"Number fifty-five, and number fifty-six?"
"It's going to start right away, son and lady be careful. After starting, don't make enemies too much. Try to choose some weaker opponents and eliminate them first." Qin Yang said.
"How many rounds is Hao Shaocong in?" Zhu Minglang asked.
"The third round is already the battlefield of the strong among the forces." Qin Yang said.
Zhu Minglang took a bunch of grapes and started walking into the brass battlefield.
Nan Lingsha also slowly stepped into this venue, which was still filled with the **** smell of the previous battle.
However, Zhu Minglang and Nan Lingsha didn't mean to unite.
They went to different sides.
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"These two people came out of the viewing pavilion, and they should also be the children of the big powers. Why didn't anyone tell me in advance? If you buy their numbers, you will definitely make a profit!"
"It seems to be from Zhumen. Didn’t I hear that a boy from Zhumen died in it a few days ago."
"I was there that day, the kid was a dragon shepherd, the dragon was killed, and the people were gnawed. It was terrible. I guess I brought it back to the Zhumen, and I didn't recognize him."
"Zhumen is good at casting. I haven't heard of any special dragon shepherds and gods, and I don't know who will be on the battlefield."
People are already discussing.
There are some people who are extremely enthusiastic about this kind of competition. They can even name the names and backgrounds of most of the children who enter the venue.
I wish Minglang and Nan Lingsha...
It is unfamiliar to many people.
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"A group of scattered people also want to fight for fame in this kind of place. Don't even lose your life in the end." At this moment, a young man wearing a black straw hat said.
The young man with a black straw hat is at a position less than 20 meters away from Zhu Minglang~IndoMTL.com~ He seems to be entering the stadium late.
Generally speaking, people who enter the field will keep a safe distance from their surrounding opponents immediately to avoid being attacked by multiple people.
But the young man in the black straw hat didn't care at all, as if there was no one on the battlefield that could catch him.
And he stands wherever he wants to stand.
"Hey, grape eater..." The young man with a black straw hat glanced at Zhu Minglang.
Zhu Minglang threw the grapes into the air, how quickly Xiao Bai on his shoulder lifted his claws, and saw the wind-like claws stroke the big crystal grape.
The grapes peeled off in mid-air, revealing plump and tender flesh.
Then precisely fell into Zhu Minglang's mouth.
"Why?" Zhu Minglang asked, chewing the flesh, tilting his head.
"Don't go away now, you won't have a chance for a while." The young man in the black straw hat said arrogantly.