Chapter 45: Tianlong Royal College

Ye Wuyun whispered, and his heart sneered. With the power of Ye Family, the words of Ye Wuchen may not be exaggerated in any ordinary occasion, but the game in which the emperor personally supervised the war... the person without the invitation means that he does not want to be present, or the influence is insufficient. If you are not qualified to enter the game, even the young Master Ye Jia will not help.
In the past, Ye Jia’s family was invited to be listed, except for Ye Wuchen, who was unable to attend due to physical reasons. When this invitation was made, Ye Wuchen did not return at all, so he did not have his share.
The Royal Academy of Denon is located in the east of the Royal Palace and is very close. The floor space is huge, and the shape is even more impressive. This royal college has been built for a long time and is one of the most distinguished colleges in the entire Tianlong country. It is a collection of texts, martial arts, and demons. None of the teachers are simple characters. However, the admission conditions of the Royal Academy of Tianlong are extremely demanding, either the royal family, the rich and the rich, or the passing of a very high talent in the registration, or the royal charter. Therefore, ordinary people are dreaming of not being able to enter.
The college... This thing has never appeared in the ancient history of China. It seems that the world cannot be measured by reference to the ancient China. Tianchen has its own rules. At this point, Ye Wuchen went to the gate of the Royal Academy. At this time, the gatekeeper guarded a large number of guards. All of them were introverted and obviously, they were all extraordinary people.
Ye Wuyun followed behind without hesitation, his face showing the look of a good show.
"Please show your invitation." A bodyguard of the whole body is not humble.
Ye Wuchen took out the golden cardboard. At first sight, it was a golden invitation. The guard immediately turned a face and showed a respectful attitude on his face: "Please ask the son."
Ye Wuchen nodded and took the condensation and went in. The footsteps deliberately slowed down and seemed to be waiting for something. The invitation clearly stated that you can bring at most one entourage, and there is no problem with a small child.
Ye Wuyun’s obvious glimpse, his heart is puzzled. At this time, he also came to the front of the guard. The guard looked at him with a positive face and respectfully said: "It turned out to be Ye Gongzi, and the villain took the liberty, please show your invitation."
Few people know Ye Wuchen, but most of the palace guards know Ye Jiaye has no clouds.
Ye Wuyun’s hand sneaked into his arms, but he did not touch anything, and suddenly his face changed slightly. Because he clearly remembers that he had clipped his invitation to his clothes last night, did he accidentally fall out, or...
What suddenly he thought of, his brow wrinkled and shouted: "Wait a minute, Wu Chendi, the invitation in your hand is mine!"
"Oh? How do you say this?" Ye Wuchen turned around and his face was obviously unpleasant.
"This time I didn't have your share in the invitation to Ye Family. Where did your picture come from? And the one in my hand disappeared without cause, how can there be such a coincidence? Wu Chendi, I have repeatedly You forbear, and now you are actually guilty about dog thieves from your own family, it is... very disappointing." Ye Wuyun said with an angry face.
"Do you mean that I stole your invitation?" Ye Wuchen's face sank and he walked back with a gloomy face.
"Then you dare to let us see the name on the invitation!"
"Then you look at your dog's eyes and show it to me!" Ye Wuchen snorted and slammed the gold-plated invitation to the dumb-eyed guard. He quickly held his hands and fixed his eyes, and his face looked strange. He said to Ye Wuyun: "Ye Gongzi, this...this is really not your invitation."
Ye Wuyun took it by hand, but saw the words "Ye Wuchen" clearly written above, and there is absolutely no trace of alteration, and it is even more impossible to forge. Ye Wuyun’s face suddenly turned from red to black, but he couldn’t say a word anymore.
Ye Wuchen pulled the invitation from his hand and sneered: "Do you see your dog's eyes clearly? It's ridiculous, tell you again, Ye Jia gives you a life, you will be a good dog in my leaf family." Don't really think of yourself as a young master. What are you?"
I was too lazy to look at the face of Ye Wuyun, and Ye Wuchen walked in with an elegant step.
"Ye Gongzi, if you don't have an invitation, please come back. Please don't be too small, because the emperor personally ordered..."
"Humph!"
With a roar, Ye Wuyun, who lost his face, didn't want to stay a second longer, and quickly walked away with resentment.
"There is a toy, life is really wonderful." Ye Wuchen said with a smile, causing Ningxue to secretly laugh: "Brother, he is really pitiful."
"Maybe. He and I have nothing to hate, but the identity and hatred that I am currently using can be great. Since it is an enemy who has killed his own life, then don't go to sympathy, but let him go to hell, and let it go. Hell will step on the other foot and let him break into the abyss that will never be recovered."
Ye Wuchen said in an understatement, Ye Ningxue seems to understand and understand, and can only whisper.
This is a huge square, surrounded by people, the center is a large arena. This arena is usually used as a talent show for freshmen or an in-house competition, and will be used as a fight every year.
After yesterday's screening, there were only less than 30 people who could enter today's competition. At this time, the game is nearing the end, but the audience is still full, because the more the game is, the more exciting it is. The strong is naturally the finale. Played on.
At first glance, there are two or three thousand people sitting in the foot ring. Among them, there are many young women who are usually hiding in the middle of the school or college, rarely going out, and where young and young people gather, how can they stand up to them?
Ye Wuchen and Ningxue entered from a corner in the rear. Under the eyes, no empty seats were found, so they simply stood around and watched. At this time, there were two people playing on the stage. The knife and the axe screamed for the wind and brought a burst of cheers. And Ye Wuchen's gaze passed through the arena. At first glance, he saw a middle-aged man with a full body robes in the middle of the opposite side. He was 40 years old and up, with a majestic face and a smile. An invisible pressure was far away. Hidden. On his side, he sat with a gray-haired, chilly old man, and he did not move. It was the second of the three heavenly masters around the emperor. There were two of them, and the emperor could be completely at ease.
It seems that that person is the emperor of the Tianlong Kingdom.
Not far from Long Yao, he saw Ye Rong, Ye Wei, Wang Wenzhao, and Ye Shuiyao, who was half-faced. Only their eyes fell on the field and they were not found.
She actually came, and Ye Wuchen was a little surprised.
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