Ancient True Dragon Art Chapter 401: The selection method of the battle of the sons

Three days passed in a flash.

Today is the day when the Battle of the Sons is held.

Early in the morning, the entire Flying Snow City was a little boiling, and both the atmosphere and the crowd were in a fiery state.

Yi Tian and Teng Hai traveled together. Their destination was the gate of the imperial palace, below the list of sons, which was the prelude to the new battle of the sons of the Flying Snow Empire.

The gate of the imperial palace is full of people, and the imperial imperial army is maintaining order.

Teng Hai and Yi Tian came to the gate of the imperial palace. All the Tianjiao who participated in the battle of the sons had a position under the sons' list, and they could sit there by themselves.

Just before he arrived on the list of young masters, Teng Hai felt like he felt his eyes instantly locked in a position, that was a one-armed young man in black. Teng Hai's eyes instantly chilled, and he looked at each other shiningly.

The man in black seemed to feel something. He sat on the chair and turned his head, his eyes met Teng Hai; he instantly understood what the familiar breath he felt three days ago was, and he was calm His eyes became colder, and both of them saw the killing intent in each other's eyes and made no secret of it.

"What's the matter, do you know?" With Yi Tian's spiritual cultivation base, he naturally felt the tit-for-tat between Teng Hai and the man in black on the opposite side.

"Yike!" Teng Hai spit out two words gently.

Yi Tian raised his brows. He was also aware of some things about Teng Hai, including the grievances between Teng Hai and Yi Ke, "Resolve it in the battle of the sons!"

"Hmm!"

Teng Hai responded and walked straight to a chair and sat down. Yi Tian sat beside him. Both of them wondered if something happened. Yike's eyes flickered, and he turned his head back, watching his nose, nose and mouth, as if he didn't care about Yujian Tenghai.

The young man in white shirt who was looking up at the son's list that day was also there, and he was sitting on Yi Ke's side. Seeing Yi Ke with great interest, he turned his head to look at Teng Hai; apparently he also discovered the undisguised killing intent of the two just now.

The longer the time, the more people gather. The thirty-five young talents who participated in the battle of the sons have all arrived, and I don't know what are still waiting.

After waiting for a long time, the suddenly calm crowd broke out again, and the clamor was full.

Teng Hai also looked up and looked into the distance, only to see the invisible road paved with white jade behind the imperial palace gate in the distance, and a golden carriage came slowly.

In front of the chariot are nine blood-red dragon horses, each of which is covered in blood-colored scales and looks abnormal. On both sides of the chariot are armored soldiers with heavy soldiers, guarding the center chariot.

"Long Nian?" Teng Hai knew in his heart, it seems that the Fei Xue Empire also attaches great importance to the battle of the sons, and the lord of the empire has personally appeared.

The chariot drove out of the palace gate, and the imperial imperial troops who had been maintaining order all knelt on one knee, saluting respectfully.

The civilians on both sides prostrate directly on the ground, shouting long live your majesty.

The princes of the heavens sitting at the bottom of the list also stood up and bowed slightly to salute. On the Imperial Continent, the Beastmasters were the most noble group of people. They saw that the lord of the empire did not have to bow down and bow, but only slightly bent Just show respect by waist.

The carriage stopped under the palace gate, and the curtain was gently lifted by the attendants. Under the gaze of everyone, a middle-aged man in a purple-gold robe almost came out with a jade-like face and a handsome appearance; between his gestures, he unconsciously carried a sense of scattered majesty.

This is the Emperor of the Flying Snow Empire!

"You guys don't use too much gift!" Because the beast master was present, Emperor Feixue lowered his posture, the forbidden army stood up neatly, the civilians thanked for your gratitude, and the beast masters straightened up slightly. waist.

Emperor Feixue smiled, without a sense of superiority: "First of all, congratulations to you all for being able to stand out from the selection of your region, you are all the future of the empire!"

No one interrupted him, but Emperor Feixue paused and said, “I’m going to announce one thing in the river, which is also related to our upcoming battle of the sons. In the desert of the Great Desert Empire. Desolate land, there is a large formation of demon sealing. As recorded in ancient books, you all know that the demon clan drove out the Yutian Continent from the ancient wars of our human race, but for countless years, the pro-devil camp led by the cult of the underworld is planning to renew The demons introduced us to the Yutian Continent. Of course, countless seniors were organizing the matter. However, a year ago, the Great Demon Sealing Array in the desert was destroyed, and the Hades has officially sent us the Yutian Continent. The faction declares war."

"Nine months ago, the desert empire and the monster clan of the wild war beasts officially declared war on the underworld; three months ago, our Feixue Empire and the other two empires also joined the war. Currently we Feixue The battlefield that the empire is responsible for is mainly in the Manghai Snow Plains in the northern part of the mainland, and our son’s battle was held there!

"Only when you have experienced the baptism of blood and fire can you become a real strong man. I am waiting for your glory and triumph in Feixue City. At that time, you are all heroes of the empire!" said the last few words of Emperor Feixue. Impassioned.

Emperor Feixue stood next to an attendant, who seemed to be an official post of close attendant, Emperor Feixue nodded at him. The attendant walked to the front respectfully and said loudly:

"Now let me announce the rules of this Lord’s War: When you arrive at the battlefield of Manghai Snow Plains, your main task is to hunt down enemies as an assault team; each of you will have a slaying order. The Demon Order will use the enemies you kill to calculate the Demon Points you get. The stronger the enemy you kill, the more Demon Points you will get; our main enemy on the Manghai Snow Plains is the monster family."

"Remember~IndoMTL.com~You are participating in a war without any mercy; so each of you may stay in the Manghai Snow Plain forever and become a delicacy in the mouths of Warcraft, so you are gaining higher Before you score, you must ensure your own lives; you are all elites of the empire, and I don’t want to see anyone staying on the battlefield."

"The battle of the sons is one year. You have to live, fight, and fight for one year on the Manghai Snow Plains. One year later, the empire will send someone to take you back! Okay, now we will assign the Demon Order."

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The civilians returned in disappointment. I thought I could see a wonderful competition, but in the end they went to the battlefield to hunt down the warcraft. However, through this battle of young masters, the empire also desperately wanted to convey a message in disguise, that the war has begun, which will undoubtedly stir up an atmosphere of enthusiasm for the whole people, and those weak beast masters will practice harder. .

Heroes come out of troubled times, and the more the proud of heaven will emerge in the era of wars, this is an eternal truth.

(The right arm is almost dead, it hurts so hard, the code word is getting slower and slower.)

(End of this chapter)