Broken Night

Chapter Three Hundred and Sixty - The Blue Emperor Arrives

Today's college competition is destined to be extraordinary.

Because looking around at the martial arts field, the stone platform that originally represented the host was actually temporarily built with a three-meter-high red platform on the stone platform. The whole body of the red platform is covered with a piece of flannel with golden edges and red, which looks noble and gorgeous. On the stage, there is only one seat.

Its seat is full of gold, and two golden dragons are clearly visible on both sides of the armrests.

This kind of momentum made some people with hearts look unbelievable.

Is it...

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Following a famous disciple who participated in the competition, he walked to the martial arts field.

They all agreed, looking at the red platform and the golden dragon seat on the red platform with curiosity.

When Shi Feng saw that everyone had arrived, he stood up in high spirits: "Today! It's the last day of the college exchange!" Under Shi Feng's four palaces, his voice resounded: "It's also the most important day. ”

"Academy competition is about the overall strength of the academy. It can be said that today is a competition among the Southern Imperial City, which one is the first academy!"

"Because of its importance, Jagged War Gate is honored to invite the opening host of this battle!"

Shi Feng took a deep breath, with a look of respect on his face: "Antarctic Dynasty, the current Blue Emperor—His Majesty Lan Zhen!"

woohoo...

Hearing Lan Zhen's name, a group of people immediately knelt down!

Jin Qianji also dragged Xu Yan to his knees: "You are crazy, why don't you kneel!"

Xu Yan frowned tightly: "Why are you kneeling on him!"

Jin Qianji glared at him angrily: "If you don't kneel on this occasion, you are ready to be beheaded!"

Just as the two were muttering, a shining golden light came from afar, pulling the carriage.

"That's the Holy Light Unicorn of His Majesty the Blue Emperor!"

I saw a golden unicorn, whose fur shone like gold under the sunlight. Its single horn is silver and white, and its golden fur complements each other, making it even more breathtaking.

The most striking thing is the pair of open wings like light.

That is the talent pattern of the Holy Light Unicorn [Sheng Guangyu]. It is said that the deceased son of Guangyu Murong Guang, that pair of [Light Feather Patterns] is a violation of the Blue Dynasty and beheaded a newborn. Holy Light Unicorn, and then engraved into the palace.

I saw its Holy Light Unicorn, coming from afar, slowly descending to the front of the red platform.

The chariot was apparently also blessed by the pattern, and it was suspended in the air.

A thin figure came out of the carriage.

The golden-yellow dragon robe was slightly combed, and the blue hair scattered behind it.

When the figure got off the chariot, the Holy Light Unicorn snorted and flew away.

The center of attention!

The middle-aged man's figure is very thin, and he doesn't have the kind of strong and domineering figure. But his thin and unshaved shoulders were even and steady. Those eyebrows wrinkled, as if the clouds were full of clouds, the sky descended with power, and it was like two mountains closing together, making it hard to breathe.

So unworldly and domineering, there is only one person in the world today.

Blue Emperor—Blue Town!

"Meet Your Majesty, may my emperor live long and long!"

A neat sound resounded through the entire Jagged War Gate. It made those who were unwilling to leave and stood crowded outside the gate of the Iron and Blood War with crazy expressions: "His Majesty the Blue Emperor is inside?"

"Oh my God! Why can't I squeeze in!"

"Fight! Go ahead!"

Countless people desperately tried to squeeze in, but how could they be able to rush past the disciples of the Jagged War Sect?

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"Flat body." Lan Zhen's voice sounded, and everyone could hear it clearly with the spread of the grain. At this time, many people knew that it turned out that His Majesty the Blue Emperor had a good cultivation.

Lan Zhen's voice was soft, his eyebrows were slightly relaxed, and the surrounding momentum suddenly cleared up like a cloudless sky:

"Today, I am very happy."

"The South focuses on inheritance, and it is about the knowledge and power passed on from one generation to the next. It is precisely because of this concept that the South can stand for many years and not be taken away by others."

"Seeing these outstanding young people, I know that maybe ten years or a hundred years later, they will be an important part of protecting the South. For me, who implements the concept of inheritance of the South, this is the most comforting thing. "

"only!"

Lan Zhen's tone changed, and his voice sounded like soldiers colliding, with the sound of metal hitting. Those eyebrows wrinkled, imposingly. That does not come from the domineering arrogance of cultivation, but from the breath of a superior who has long ruled the southern country and can turn clouds with one hand and rain with one hand: "Cultivating one way is like walking against the sky."

"Fighting with heaven, fighting with earth... Fighting with people!"

"Treasures from heaven and earth, treasures of heaven and earth are limited. To become stronger, you can only fight!"

"This is also the reason why we, the great men in the south, are always not strong enough for the men in the north! If we lose this heart, it will be unsustainable!"

"There are more than 10,000 cultivators? How many Juxing Lake Masters? How many Blood Moon Fairies? How many Ten Thousand Books Pavilion Masters!? Cultivation is like walking on a single-plank bridge among thousands of horses! "

His words were sonorous, and when he heard the students below, their faces were flushed red, their whole body was boiling with enthusiasm, as if they wanted to shout to express their inner fighting spirit. Lan Zhen looked around for a week, but that thin figure was like a big mountain: "Fight, boy! Become stronger, boy! Become the strength to protect the south, become the strength of me! Let's protect the south together!"

"I hereby announce! The academy competition has officially begun!"

drink! ! !

Countless cheers resounded throughout the sky!

Countless teenagers' faces turned red, and their mouths roared unconsciously.

There are only a few people with ugly faces—people from the north.

Yan Yingyue murmured: "As expected of a rare wise ruler for hundreds of years, under this kind of training, within a hundred years, the strength of the South will definitely have a qualitative leap." Showing a dignified color, the eyes looking at Lan Zhen were full of fear, and even a killing intent was hidden in the bottom of his eyes.

This kind of Mingjun is not a good thing for the north.

Of course, it is impossible for them to start. The masters here are like clouds, and even they have faintly felt that there are invisible Qi machines locked on them. Don't say it's hands-on, as long as you do something quietly, it will be wiped out in the next instant.

After all, this is not their home ground.

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Lan Zhenluo sat on the dragon chair on the red platform and glanced at it with a pair of eyes. Every boy he glanced at had expressions of excitement and pride on his face. His eyes swept across Jin Qianji and Xu Yan, and condensed slightly. Soon, it swept through as if nothing had happened.

Jin Qianji's face was calm, as if he didn't feel Lan Zhen's gaze.

At this time, Shi Feng stood up again: "Thank you Your Majesty for the sobering opening remarks, now I invite the Iron-Blood War Gate, the tower owner of the Iron-Blood Giant Pagoda, who is also my teacher, known as the Blood Dragon Fairy, Long Huaiyue! "

rumbling rumbling...

Under Shi Feng's introduction, there was a rumbling sound from the iron-blooded giant tower in front of the martial arts field and behind the stone platform!

"What's the matter? The bull turned over!?"

"Bah, do you think this is the north?"

huh...

One after another, red fog seeped out from the tower gate of the Iron-blooded Tower.

"Huh?" The students in the martial arts field below bore the brunt with surprises on their faces. Even just now, they all felt that their bodies had improved to some extent! Regardless of tattoo artist or tattoo artist, the body is very important, especially for tattoo artist, the body is the foundation of their battle!

Grandma Qianshu and Old Monster Zhaixing were even more ecstatic, looking at Shi Feng: "This time, your family is really a big deal."

Shi Feng just laughed, but he didn't hide the proud look on his face.