War Sovereign Soaring The Heavens

But now, under the watchful eyes of everyone, Xiang Ying agreed to Duan Lingtian and condescended to land beside Duan Lingtian.

"King Yong, this is the 'Vice President Xiang' of the Great Han Dynasty Artifact Refiner's Guild."

At this time, Duan Lingtian introduced Xiang Ying to King Yong, and at the same time introduced King Yong to Xiang Ying.

"Vice President of the Great Han Dynasty Artifact Refiner's Guild?"

Just now, when Xiang Ying stood up for Duan Lingtian, King Yong realized that this person was not simple.

After all, not everyone dared to attack the royal family in front of the emperor of the Han Dynasty, and the old man did it just now with his acquiescence.

Now, after knowing Xiang Ying's identity, King Yong couldn't help being startled, and hurriedly welcomed Xiang Ying into the seat beside him, "Vice President Xiang, please sit down."

At the same time, he began to search for some memories about the Han Dynasty in his mind.

Soon, he remembered.

He seems to have heard someone say that the Great Han Dynasty Artisan Association has three 'fourth-grade artisans', one of which is the president and the other two are vice-chairmen.

And among the two vice presidents, one of them seems to have the surname 'Xiang'.

"A fourth-grade refiner?"

For a while, King Yong's mood became agitated again.

You know, even in the Blackstone Empire where he is, there is only one 'fourth-grade spiritual weapon' in the whole country, and it is in his hands.

For the Blackstone Empire and for him, the fourth-grade spiritual weapon can be regarded as a 'rare treasure'.

But now, a fourth-rank craftsman who could easily refine a 'fourth-rank spirit weapon' appeared in front of his eyes like this, which made him shocked, and his mood was extremely agitated.

As for Duan Lingtian, seeing Xiang Ying and King Yong sat down one after another, they also returned to Su Li's side and sat down calmly.

"Duan Lingtian."

Su Li, who was sweating coldly for Duan Lingtian just now, gave Duan Lingtian a thumbs up, with a look of admiration on his brows.

He never expected that when Duan Lingtian came to the Han Dynasty, he actually got the daughter of Feng Wudao, the uncle of the Feng family.

And became Feng Wudao's son-in-law.

Yesterday, he discovered that the young master of the Feng family looked at Duan Lingtian differently, but he didn't think much about it at the time.

Thinking about it now, the other party is interested in Duan Lingtian.

Duan Lingtian naturally saw the 'ambiguity' in Su Li's eyes, knew what he was thinking, and couldn't help giving him an annoyed look.

"Duan Lingtian, you just leave the emperor of the Han Dynasty aside like this? Isn't that good?"

At this time, Su Li glanced at the distance.

Now, Duan Lingtian seems to have completely forgotten about the Emperor of the Han Dynasty who is still standing in the air.

"He likes to stand stupidly, so let him stand stupidly."

Duan Lingtian shrugged and said indifferently.

When Su Li heard this, the corner of his mouth twitched.

That is the supreme emperor of the Han Dynasty, not a cat or a dog!

At this moment, the emperor was a little embarrassed. Although there was still a lot of anger in the depths of his eyes, he did not flare up again.

Immediately afterwards, surrounded by two old men and two young men, the emperor boarded the "upper class auditorium" dedicated to the royal family of the Han Dynasty, looked at the old man in black, and respectfully said, "Uncle Emperor."

"Ok."

The old man in black nodded, "Sit down."

After the emperor sat down, the brother and sister Zishang on the other side of the old man in black stood up and saluted the emperor, "Your Majesty."

"Zi Shang, I have told you a long time ago... You are the emperor's uncle's direct disciple, so you will be on the same level as me, and it will be fine to call me 'big brother' or 'senior brother' from now on."

The emperor shook his head and said.

"Zi Shang dare not."

Zi Shang said with a little panic.

"Sister Ziyan."

At this time, the young man in black who followed the emperor looked at Zi Yan who was beside Zi Shang, his eyes were full of passion and joy.

"Second prince."

Zi Yan nodded to the young man in black, but she seemed unwilling to pay more attention to it, completely ignoring the second prince's hot eyes that seemed to swallow her up.

"Lord Hao."

At this moment, Zishang brother and sister looked at the white-clothed youth next to the black-clothed youth again, and greeted them.

The young man in white was the son of the deceased elder brother of the Emperor of the Han Dynasty. His name was 'Bai Hao', and he was a talented young man whose martial arts talent was no less than that of the second prince 'Bai He'.

In the past, Bai Hao seldom stayed in the Han Dynasty, but spent more time training outside, wandering among the major dynasties, with rich experience.

Because of this, few people in the Han Dynasty knew of his existence.

This time the 'Ten Dynasties Contest of Martial Arts' was approaching, and he came back.

Bai Hao nodded and smiled at the two Zishang brothers and sisters, and immediately sat on the seat beside him, appearing to be a maverick.

As for the second prince 'Bai He', he stepped out and sat beside Zi Yan.

"Sister Ziyan, is it okay for me to sit here?"

After Bai He sat down, he asked with a smile, as if he was suspected of "killing first and playing later".

Zi Yan frowned imperceptibly, a trace of disgust flashed in the depths of her eyes, but thinking of the identity of the other party, she did not attack after all.

"The second prince was joking, so there is no problem."

Sensing his sister's emotions, Zi Shang was afraid that she would have an attack, so he spoke to Bai He first.

"Ok."

Bai He nodded lightly.

Although he was enthusiastic about Ziyan, when facing Zishang, he didn't take it seriously, even, in the depths of his eyes, there seemed to be some disdain.

He looked down on Zi Shang from the bottom of his heart.

In his eyes, Zi Shang is just a lowly person from a small imperial kingdom, he was lucky enough to be accepted as a personal disciple by his 'uncle emperor'.

Otherwise, you're not even worthy to carry his shoes!

Zi Shang naturally noticed the disdain and contempt deep in Bai He's eyes, and knew what the other party was thinking.

He took a deep breath, and there were strands of cold light dancing in the depths of his eyes.

"Baihe... Today, I will let you and Duan Lingtian become my stepping stones!"

Zi Shang felt ruthless in his heart, and then he sat down slowly.

At the same time, the surroundings of Prisoner Arena returned to calm, and no one came for a while.

"let's start."

At this moment, the emperor of the Han Dynasty spoke up, announcing the start of the second stage of the "Dynasty Martial Arts Competition".

This second stage of 'Dynasty Incomparable' is the real 'Dynasty Martial Arts Competition'.

Yesterday, the dynasties among the young talents of the major empires were incomparable. Among the big figures in the Han Dynasty, only Feng Wudao was present because of Duan Lingtian, which can only be regarded as a small "warm-up".

Now, the excitement officially begins.

In the prison arena, as the emperor spoke, there was silence.

"yes."

At this time, the old man who shot Duan Lingtian earlier, and the other old man responded one after another, and immediately flew out of the sky, reaching the sky above the Prisoner Arena.

The two old men stood in the air, standing on one side, as if they had turned into two aerial statues.

"Invite the 30 young talents from various empires who were promoted yesterday to come on stage."

One of the old men spoke slowly, his voice was not loud, but it was clearly heard by everyone present.

"time to go."

Duan Lingtian smiled at Su Li.

Su Li nodded.

Immediately afterwards, the two got up from their seats and flew out.

Long Yun followed closely behind them.

At this moment, looking at Duan Lingtian's back, Long Yun's eyes were extremely complicated, and what he knew just now made him a little shocked.

"Hmph! Even if your father-in-law is Feng Wudao, the elder of the Feng family, so what? Feng Wudao was considered a first-class top powerhouse in the Han Dynasty, but it is not worth mentioning in the 'outside'. Not as good as my master."

Thinking of this, Long Yun felt a little relieved.

Soon, young talents from 30 different empires, including Duan Lingtian, Su Li, and Long Yun, gathered together and stood in the sky above the arena.

"Now, please invite the young talents recommended by the major powers of the Han Dynasty to join the young talents from various empires... Today's 'Dynasty Martial Arts Competition', the first round of elimination is about to begin!"

Another old man said loudly.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

...

Immediately, apart from many young talents looting from the mid-level auditorium in Prison Arena, even from the upper-class auditorium, many young talents were also looted.

Among the young talents who came out of the upper-class auditorium, Duan Lingtian could only recognize Feng Tianwu, Feng Yunxiang, Zhang Shouyong, Zhang Shouyuan, Ye Xiao, and the young man in white from the royal family.

"so many people?"

Duan Lingtian couldn't help being surprised by the mighty scene when all the young talents of the Han Dynasty came on stage.

Including him, there are only thirty young talents in the empires.

However, all the young talents of the Han Dynasty, there were nearly a hundred of them, and they appeared in groups above the prison arena, which was incomparably mighty.

"What are we all going to do?"

"have no idea."

"I'll find out later."

...

All of a sudden, there was a lot of noise in the prison arena.

"Everyone, the first round of selection will start immediately after I explain to you..."

At this time, one of the old men suddenly stepped into the air and stood above the heads of all the young talents in the air. His voice was clanging and transmitted, overwhelming all the voices.

Immediately, the sky over Prisoner Arena gradually returned to calm.

Including Duan Lingtian, the gazes of all the young talents fell on the old man who was speaking one by one, wanting to know what he wanted to say next.

"Today, the first round of selection for the 'Dynasty Martial Arts Competition' is to eliminate the remaining 20 people among you...so, you must be mentally prepared."

The old man spoke slowly.

"Twenty people left?"

What the old man said made the faces of most young talents present change, and they were a little panicked.

"It's just the first round of selection, and the remaining 20 people are going to be eliminated?"

"Isn't this too tragic? I still want to show my talents and pass a few more rounds of selection."

"I am self-aware. I definitely have no hope for the "Ten Dynasties Contest of Martial Arts" quota, but if I can't make a few more shots, how can I be worthy of the only one recommended by the sect?"

...

Many young talents couldn't help shaking their heads, quite annoyed.

"What's the selection? It's so tragic that more than a hundred people have to be eliminated at once?"

Different from the troubles of these young talents, Duan Lingtian was full of curiosity about this, and his eyes focused on the old man.