Start with Blue Silver Grass

Time flies, and on Douluo Continent, there are still three days until the promotion competition of the third 'All Continental Soul Master Academy Elite Competition' begins.

Unlike the qualifiers, which are open to everyone, both soul masters and ordinary people can purchase tickets for the Great Soul Fighting Arena to watch the competition.

In the promotion round, and even the subsequent finals, only soul masters, and soul masters with certain strength and power, can watch the battle on the spot.

Therefore, since the qualifiers ended more than twenty days ago, the bustling scene of "Tian Dou City" has gradually dissipated, and finally returned to calm a few days ago.

Of course, as one of the two most powerful national forces in the Douluo Continent, the imperial capital of the "Tian Dou Empire", "Tian Dou City", is only relatively peaceful. Its prosperity is comparable to that of the entire continent.

There are very few of them.

Opposite to the north and south of "Tian Dou City" is the imperial capital of the "Star Luo Empire", "Xing Luo City".

[Tian Dou Empire] In the western border, "Hanhai City" is located near the sea to watch the tide.

[Xingluo Empire] Northwest, once the capital of metals, now the home of soul tools, "Gengxin City".

At the junction of the two empires, "Longxing City" is now known as the commercial capital of Douluo Continent.

...

"This is "Tian Dou City"? That is..."

On the busy street, a round-headed, slightly wealthy young man looked around as he walked.

"Know the truth~" A few steps away, a tall, yellow-faced young man shouted: "There are only three days until the competition, so don't talk nonsense!"

"Hi!" Hearing this, the wealthy young man who is known as a wise man scratched his head and said, "I know! My second brother~"

After saying that, he blinked his small eyes, looked at the man beside him who was smiling and said nothing, and said: "I said Chang Shiwan, didn't you say you stayed here for a year before?"

"There are some delicious and fun things in this 'Tian Dou City'. You have to take us to see them..."

Hearing the rich young man's words, not only the person being greeted and the yellow-faced young man just now smiled helplessly, but more than a dozen young people on the side also showed funny expressions at the same time.

Obviously, everyone is well aware of this companion's free-spirited character, but there is nothing they can do about it.

'I'm afraid that only one person can make this guy serious~'

For a moment, the same idea came to everyone's mind at the same time.

Then, the same thought of 'Chang Shiwan' suddenly appeared on his face with a cheerful look: "Don't worry!"

"I will take you to the most famous place in Tiandou City right now~"

"There is a chef there!" He said, raising his hand and giving a thumbs up, and said confidently: "I dare say, as long as you have tasted the skills of this chef, you will never forget it in your life!"

"Really?" The rich young man didn't believe it.

"Of course it's true!" In order to increase his persuasion, Chang Shiwan immediately slapped his chest with a "bang bang" sound.

A quarter of an hour later, we were in front of a five-meter-high gatehouse.

The rich young man looked at the crowded playground inside the open door, then raised his head and stared at the large plaque above the gatehouse.

"Ming~Xuan~"

After reading word for word, the rich young man looked at 'Chang Shiwan' who was standing with his arms folded on his face with a sad face:

"Chang Shi... no! Brother Chang, Uncle Chang! Can I call you uncle?"

"You wouldn't trick anyone like this, right?"

In response to this, 'Chang Shiwan' looked at his companions who had entered the theater-watching mode one by one. After smiling in unison, he made a serious appearance and responded seriously:

"Don't say goodbye~ I, Lao Chang, did say 'back then' that I could conquer hundreds of thousands of people, but how dare I call myself a master in front of you, the 'Demon King of the Worlds'~"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, when it comes to fame, the 'hundred thousand' thing I always said is far less famous than the 'Cheng Yaojin who came out of nowhere' like you~"

"How is it? Are you surprised? Are you surprised?"

Listening to Chang Yuchun's teasing, Cheng Yaojin expressed that he didn't want to talk and turned around to stop talking.

"Hahahaha~~~"*n

Obviously, Chang Yuchun, Qin Qiong, Yu Chigong and others were so happy that Cheng Yaojin looked like this, and they all burst into laughter.

Suddenly, at the entrance of [Mingxuan], more than ten sturdy young men laughed loudly, attracting the attention of the teachers and students in [Mingxuan], as well as the students at the entrance of [Lanba Academy] next door.

The 'warrior team' who came to 'Tian Dou City' from [Kingdom of Balak] and prepared to participate in the promotion competition of the third 'All Continental Soul Master Academy Elite Competition', teammate Chang Yuchun, the former [Mingxuan]

Under the leadership of the students, we visited the students at their homes as soon as possible.

——Time-Space-Divide-Segment-Line——

‘The World of Gods and Ghosts’.

Above the sky, the sun is shining across the sky, and the white clouds are in various shapes, sometimes like flying immortals, sometimes like galloping horses. Under the golden sunlight, sometimes Buddhas and Bodhisattvas appear.

[Daxia Dynasty] Within Zhangde Prefecture, in a mountain range more than 300 miles away from Yedu.

A handsome-looking scholar, carrying a short scholar, was walking on a difficult mountain road.

Time flows slowly, and the bright sun drives away the white clouds in the sky, burning the earth below unscrupulously.

"Sir~" The scholar swallowed his dry throat and advised the scholar who was also panting: "Let's take a rest~ It's too hot today!"

"..." Upon hearing this, the scholar looked up at the dazzling midday sun, pursed his lips, tried his best to maintain his demeanor, and said calmly: "Then go to the front to find a cool place and rest for a while.

, let you slow down for a while~"

"Okay! Thank you, sir!" The book boy didn't think anything was wrong, he grinned directly, showing his yellowish front teeth, and responded with a naive smile.

Not long after, the two of them turned around the foot of the mountain not far away and came to the shadow side of the mountain.

"Hoo~~~"*2

Feeling the faint coolness here, the heat gradually faded away, and the master and servant breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

"Sir, give me some water~~"

The scholar noticed the backpack on his back, took out the kettle, swallowed subconsciously, and handed the kettle to the scholar who was fanning himself with a hand fan.

"Whoosh!"

Before the scholar could reach out his hand, there was a soft sound and a tall figure appeared beside the scholar.

"Water? Give it to me!"

The rich voice sounded, causing the scholar and the boy to look sideways.

I saw that this was a ferocious-looking man with messy hair and beard, and his robe was somewhat tattered. On his exposed arms, the muscles were bulging, making him look particularly tough.

At the same time, the sharp sword held in this man's hand also caused the scholar's master and servant to look at him frequently unconsciously.

"Young Master..." The book boy looked back at the man with some fear, and looked at his Young Master for help.

"Hou Xia, give him the water~" The scholar's eyes flashed and he calmly ordered the boy.

"Oh~" Hou Xia, the book boy, responded softly, withdrew his hand and handed the kettle towards the man holding the knife.

"Snapped!"

The big man snatched the kettle from Hou Xia, the book boy, and glanced at him, as if he was dissatisfied with his dilly-dallying movements.

"Hmph!" "Bah~"

Then, seeing that the cork on the kettle in his hand had not been opened, he grunted and thrust the big knife into the ground beside him. After it was easily submerged for a foot, he released the handle of the knife and raised his hand to pull out the kettle in his other hand.

He put the cork on the bottle, raised his head and drank.

"Gudu~Gudu~Gudu~~"

Listening to this hearty drink, the scholar Hou Xia looked longingly at the water flowing out of the corner of the big man's mouth, and made a difficult swallowing action again, but found that there was no saliva in his dry mouth.

The scholar on the side, on the other hand, showed no other emotions. He just squinted his eyes and looked at the big man's posture as he raised his head and drank heavily.

At a certain moment, he seemed to feel relieved after drinking, and the big man unconsciously closed his eyes.

"Whoosh!"

I saw the gentle scholar who had always behaved, with the agility of a rabbit, he covered the four or five steps between him and the big man in the blink of an eye. Before the big man could react, he pulled out the big knife that the big man had stuck on the ground, and then thought

Without wanting to, he placed it across the big man's neck.

"Don't move!" the scholar yelled.

"Uh~cough! Cough cough...cough cough cough..."

Feeling the cold on his neck, the big man choked on the water and coughed repeatedly, but at the same time he tried his best to control his movements, for fear that his neck would be wiped by the sharp sword that originally belonged to him.

"That's great! The young master is really amazing!" Hou Xia, a book boy, clenched his fists with both hands and exclaimed excitedly.

"Interesting~" A bearded man dressed as a Taoist priest muttered on a stone platform protruding from the mountain wall tens of meters above the heads of the three people in the field.