The second round of battle will determine the final top ten of the Hundred Cities War.
In other words, the battle of the day after tomorrow will be crucial, because the day after tomorrow, ten strongest men will be born from the remaining 26 young talents!
And these ten strongest people have the qualifications to worship into the holy way of the heavens and become disciples of this super sect!
At this moment, the twenty-six young geniuses who were qualified for promotion were all overwhelmed, and their eyes were hot!
Stepping on the martial arts stage again, the elder Shengguang felt the more than twenty hot gazes he cast, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and his gaze was meaningful.
Looking at these young faces, Elder Shengguang seemed to think of what he looked like when he was young. It was Hou's self, and he was different from the young people in front of him.
"Shoo, hoo..."
Hundreds of figures continuously shot out from the ring-shaped stone seat, and finally the first round of the decisive battle ended, and the crowd of spectators naturally began to leave.
It's just that constant discussions with various emotions rang from the mouths of these men and women who left, so it was so lively. Obviously, this time the Hundred Cities War was different from the past, and the monks living in the first city were also extremely concerned and concerned.
"Sister Mo, are you saying that all these spectators are monks in the first city?"
Still standing in the ring-shaped stone seat, Ye Wuque glanced at these overwhelmingly leaving figures, his tone was shocked.
"Well, they have lived in the first city since they were born, and all of them are not badly talented. They are managed by the elders in the first city, regardless of whether it is from the practice of the exercises, the pills, The ordinary artifacts he possesses are far higher than the children of aristocratic families among the hundred major cities."
Mo Honglian looked at Lin Yingluo, who was still pale, with a slight pity, and answered Ye Wuque's question.
Hearing Mo Honglian's answer, the shock in Ye Wuque's eyes slowly dissipated, but another question rushed into his heart.
"Why don't they participate in the Hundred Cities War? Brother Wuwei, do you want to ask this?"
As if guessing what Ye Wuque was thinking, Mo Honglian lifted her red lips slightly and looked at Ye Wuque with beautiful eyes.
"Please also Sister Mo to inform."
Seeing what Mo Honglian saw through his heart, Ye Wuque asked casually, Sima Ao on the side was also full of doubts. Lin Yingluo was supported by Mo Qingye and Mo Baiou at the moment, but he didn't need him. help.
Among these tens of thousands of spectators, there are many geniuses who are equally powerful at a young age, and some geniuses are even stronger than those who participated in the Hundred Cities War.
If these geniuses from the first major city also participated in the Hundred Cities War, then this scene would be ten times more intense and exciting than it is now!
So, why don't these geniuses of the first city take part in the Hundred Cities War?
You know, this time in the Hundred Cities War, the top ten people can worship the super sect of Zhongzhou!
For every young monk who dreams of being strong, it is a great way to the sky, and it is impossible for anyone not to be tempted by this.
"Because of belonging and resources."
Mo Honglian said these words softly.
Sense of belonging and resources?
Mo Honglian's words immediately caused Ye Wuque's gaze to freeze, as if thinking of something.
"They were born in the first city since they were young. All their memories are here. They are different from us. The first city is their home."
"We are from one hundred major cities. Although the hundred major cities all regard the first major city as the head of the horse, in our eyes, the feeling of the first major city is respect and support, because the first major city has guarded the east for too long. It's worth ours."
Slightly inexplicable words came out of Mo Honglian's mouth, and Ye Wuque's doubts in his heart were gradually solved.
These young monks of the same generation who watched the battle did not need to participate in any Hundred City Wars, because they did not need to prove anything, nor did they need to obtain better resources.
Because the first city has already given them all these when they were young.
As for worshiping into the super sect of the heavens?
Perhaps in the eyes of the young generation of these first major cities, they are indeed very yearning, otherwise this time the Hundred Cities War will not attract them to watch the battle, but more is just thinking about it. They will not leave Dongtu or the first city, because the first city is their home, which makes them feel cohesive and belonging.
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The monks of the same generation in the first main city are the hope for the future of the first main city itself, and the reason why the first main city can be passed down from generation to generation.
Therefore, for them, the Hundred Cities War is just a way of long knowledge and rich experience. They will never leave the first main city and leave the east.
Because in addition to the first city, there are also extremely talented young geniuses among the 100 major cities in the East. Although their origins may not be as good as the monks in the first city, through their own efforts, they have the ability to participate in the 100 cities. The qualifications for the war, the qualifications to be able to go out of the East, this is also extremely remarkable in the eyes of the younger generation of the first city.
Only with such a virtuous circle between the two can the land of Dongtu always exist in the northern heaven, and it can be passed on from generation to generation.
"No wonder they, both men and women, are wearing uniform martial arts robes. It turns out that there are tens of thousands of people who are all monks cultivated by the first city! It really deserves to be the first city, and only here can you have this. Big handwriting!"
Sima Ao couldn't help sighing. Under Mo Honglian's prompt, he also wanted to understand Ye Wuque's doubts.
"Yes, just the pill and the ordinary artifacts, I don't know how much consumption it will be every day. Except for the first main city, there is no second place in the entire Dongtu that has such a deep foundation and resources.
Nodding slightly, Ye Wuque was sighing with emotion that these monks in the first city were also marveling at the depth of the foundation that the first city had.
After understanding the doubt in his heart, Ye Wuque stopped staying, his figure flickered, followed the crowd, left the ring-shaped stone seat, and marched towards the first main city. The three sisters of Mo, Sima Ao and Lin Yingluo followed closely behind. .
"Om..." "Shoo"
This is a very quiet place with a quiet environment, which is similar to a small building temporarily resting before entering the first main city.
More than twenty figures flashed one after another. Among them, the head of the three was Ye Wuque. But at this moment, Ye Wuque’s eyes were filled with shock and admiration, as if he had seen many things that made his mind shake along the way. The scene, and the expressions on the faces of Mo Honglian and Sima Ao followed closely.
As for the other twenty young talents who were promoted smoothly, they also had almost the same expressions, and they were obviously not calm.
"The first city is indeed worthy of being the patron saint of Dongtu! It is truly spectacular and magnificent!"
After leaving the ring-shaped stone seat, the twenty-six people who qualified for the second round of fighting, led by a first main city elder, went to the rest area.
On the way, under the deliberate leadership of the elders, he saw almost the entire scene of the first main city, opening the eyes of the twenty-six young monks.
The ring-shaped stone seat, the martial arts field, the Yuanli River, the Palace of Passing Gong... and so on, all of the first major city has been opened in the eyes of the twenty-six young monks, and each place has accumulated the baptism of time and time. The luck that has been shrouded for countless years!
On this journey, the twenty-six people completely opened their horizons, and also learned the traces and proofs of the existence of a great inheritance force, which aroused a deeper yearning and expectation in their hearts!
"Little guys, you will rest in the abbey courtyard one day tomorrow, or you can walk around. The day after tomorrow, the elder will come here to pick you up again."
With an old voice falling, the elder of the first major city suddenly rose up into the sky, turning into a stream of light and galloping toward the sky.
After this elder left, someone immediately swept around and walked into the many abbeys.
Everyone who is able to stand here now has experienced a great battle. At this moment, they are also slightly tired. They don't have the mood to care about other things. They just want to practice and restore their own energy.
"Shoo, hoo..."
Soon, there were only less than ten people left before the abbey courtyard.
Because Lin Yingluo, Mo Qingye, and Mo Bailou were eliminated from the game, they were naturally no longer here at the moment, but went to the area of the Longguang main city in the first main city.
With the company of Mo Qingye and Mo Bailou, Ye Wuque and Sima Ao didn't worry about what would happen to Lin Yingluo.
However, Sima Ao had a solemn expression at the moment, and Chao Ye Wuque and Mo Honglian nodded and chose an academy to enter.
The killing intent of Sima Ao's heart towards Lin Snake continued to accumulate over time, although he knew that by virtue of his current cultivation base at the peak of the middle of the Soul Realm, he would never be Lin Snake's opponent.
But Sima Ao didn't care about this, he only cared about avenging Lin Yingluo.
Therefore, in the next day, he will practice desperately, even if he can't break through, he must do his best to work hard.
Seeing Sima Ao's back, Ye Wuque sighed slightly, how Sima Ao thought he didn't know.
Mo Honglian next to Ye Wuque sighed, and a trace of interest flashed in her beautiful eyes. She seemed to have thought of something. She also greeted Ye Wuque at the moment, and walked towards an academy as well.
In the end, Ye Wuque also chose to see the Abode and walk towards it, but when he entered the Abode, he suddenly noticed a glance, and when he looked back, he caught a glimpse of a beautiful back.
With his gaze, Ye Wuque rubbed the storage ring on his fingers, and another thought came to his mind.
"Om"
Ye Wuque who entered the Abode immediately began to practice, and the sacred fighting spirit enveloped his body. He also began to recall today's battle with Pang Zhong, constantly summing up and pondering.
One night's time slipped away in a hurry.
In the early morning of the second day, the sun rose, and the heavens and the earth were warm and peaceful, as if they were incompatible with the upcoming fiery battle, and as if they were warming up.
A slender figure stood in front of the gate of an academy, with bright eyes, standing with hands behind it, it was Ye Wuque who had finished his training.
"Girl Nalan, Ye Wuque came to harass, please forgive me."
As soon as Ye Wuque's words fell, the door of the abode was opened, and a soft daughter's voice came from inside.
"Young Master Ye can come to visit, Nalan is too happy to be too late, so how can I blame it."
Nalan Yan's words caused Ye Wuque's gaze to move, and then no longer stopped, but stepped in.
Ye Wuque came up with Nalan Yan's Abode this time with only one purpose, and that was to pay back the favor of Nalan Yan's aid.
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