Chapter 482: Imperial martial arts field

Chapter 482—The Imperial Martial Arts Field
After more than 20 days, Ning Qi discovered that the cultivation of the of war was the same as that of the dragon. It was very simple at first, but very quickly, but when it came to the back, the speed of progress was very slow. After the body, in the next ten days, he was able to cultivate to the true second-story warfare body. At this speed, the third paragraph is estimated to be only half a year, and the fourth paragraph is three or five years...
"Your practice is very strange!"
When Ning Qi advanced into the second real warfare, the Eastern Holocaust saw the flash of the emperor.
"Why, do you want to learn? I can accept you as a disciple."
Ning Qi smiled.
"roll."
The Eastern Holocaust turned a blind eye.
"The Eastern Holocaust, I started to compare it today. Why don't you still die, are you afraid of the little prince?"
"Don't be a tortoise in the inside, it is a shame to the royal family!"
"Oriental Holocaust, have you heard it!!"
There was a sudden shout from outside the door.
The eyes of the Eastern Holocaust changed slightly, and there was a sigh of anger.
He and Ning Qi went to the gate and found that their guards were confronting a group of people.
Ning Qi swept through their attributes and found that each of them is the son of a certain official, the son of a certain prince, the son of a certain Taifu, anyway, the son of the Kyushu Empire, they are similar to the Emperor Qin Tao of the Qin and Tang Dynasties.
"The Eastern Holocaust you finally came out, hahaha, I thought you were afraid to come out!"
After seeing the Eastern Holocaust, the young leader led the provocative laughter. They were not afraid of the Eastern Holocaust. After all, everyone’s family background was very deep. Even if the Eastern Holocaust was a Sanpin Jinyi eunuch, they would not dare to deal with them.
"Fei Yuan, do you really think that I will not dare to shoot you?"
The Eastern Holocaust looked coldly at the young man, and a murderous murderous machine emerged from his body, locking him in the dead.
Fei Yuan’s face flashed a horror, what happened? They used to ridicule the Eastern Holocaust. It’s all right. How did the Eastern Holocaust become like a man today?
"You, what do you want to do! Xiao Wang is still waiting for you!"
Fei Yuan stuttered.
"Ah……"
The Eastern Holocaust chuckled and flashed a scornful color in his eyes, then turned to Ningqi: "Let's go."
"Ok."
Ning Qi smiled and nodded.
Imperial Fighting Field.
Today, the people in the capital are basically coming. The 100,000 seats are almost full, bustling, and there are no gaps. The first ones are the children of Tianjiao of the major families, but they are basically three hundred miles away from the Longbang. There are a few who can enter the first two hundred, and the rest are either not in the capital or in the retreat.
These are just ordinary seats.
On the heights, there are some exclusive seats. Now, the elders of the major families are all fighting, and they are now stalking a group of young people. These young people are Like the Eastern Holocaust, it is the presence of people on the list, and some even rank higher than the Eastern Holocaust.
"Big brother, today I can see the Eastern Holocaust and the Wuling style, and I may be inspired by the cultivation of me."
Duan Jundi smiled at the dynasty of the dynasty.
The three brothers of Duanjia are also in the ordinary seat at the moment. In front of them, they are sitting on the Tianjiao children of Duan Minglong and other Shenlong Houfu.
"Ok."
Duan Juntian’s eyes also showed a hint of anticipation. In the past, the Eastern Holocaust and Wulingfeng’s small fights did not see anything. Now, this battle is obviously going to kill you. In this case, it is the most suitable for people to observe and learn. As long as you can learn a star and a half, the repair of these fighting kings will be of great help!
In the battlefield, there is another conspicuous place. There are many guards standing around the place, and each guard has a hint of fighting.
Between the battles, there are two children, one male and one female, and one old man.
The old man was white and didn't need to look at the two little guys.
"You can say that the East can win?"
The little boy asked seriously, looking very serious, very early, but his age is only six or seven years old.
The little girl is a little younger than him, and at this moment, she also flashes bright big eyes and looks at the game.
There was a hint of worry in the eyes of the gaze, but in the face of two children, he smiled brightly and said: "The 18th prince, the 19th princess, the eastern boy is very strong and will definitely win."
"That's great!"
The nineteen princess happily patted the palm of his hand.
The 18th Emperor was obviously very happy, but he just showed a hint of laughter.
The tour was like a glimpse, and the heart whispered: "The temperament of the 18th Emperor is much stronger than that of other princes. Unfortunately, he is not a blind man. Otherwise, the throne of the Kyushu Empire will be none other than him."
On the stand of Wuwangfu, Wulingfeng stood up against the wind, and the clothes were fluttering. Around him, surrounded by many servants, there were several younger siblings who were younger than him.
"Big Brother, it’s almost noon, and the Eastern Holocaust hasn’t arrived yet. Is he afraid? I know that you have just come out of the Dragon Field and you have to rise up and not dare to fight?

A 14-year-old boy whispered.
"Of course, the knows how to avoid weaknesses and avoids the face. If he does not come today, it will be a few days. If he comes, hey, he must die in the hands of the big brother, and he will die in the fighting arena. Nothing!"
Another little girl was cold, and her mouth was a touch of faintness.
Wu Lingfeng smiled and did not answer.
The people in the ordinary stands are also anxious.
"How come the Eastern Holocaust has not come yet?"
"Is he afraid?"
"That's how it is. I have put a thousand pieces of Lingpin in the Duobao Pavilion, and I am betting on the East Holocaust! If he doesn't come, will these Lingjings be drowned?"
"Oh, your kid has recently made a fortune? When is the last time I owe me a hundred yuan Lingjing?"
"This, let's not say this now, the Eastern Holocaust is still coming or not? If I don't come, I will go to the gate of his house and scream!"
Hundreds of thousands of people talked about it, although each was very whispered, but together, it formed a kind of snoring, so that the upcoming Eastern Holocaust and Ning Qi could hear it.
"Dongfang, you are coming too late, and some people are dissatisfied."
Ning Qi smiled.
"Speaking at noon, it is natural to go in at noon."
The Eastern Holocaust faint smile.
"Time is coming."
Everyone looked down at the shadow under their feet. When they overlapped with the shadow, it was noon. If the Eastern Holocaust had not come, it would be a waiver.
"almost!"
"Ten interest!"
"Seven interest!"
"Three interest!"
"One……"
"coming!"
"Look!"
I saw the Eastern Holocaust and Ning Qi Qiqi flew into the fighting arena, standing in the air.
"Hey, who is the guy next to him?"
"I don't know, I haven't seen it."
"How is he!"
Duan Minglong and others have a shocking color on their faces. How can they not understand why Ning Qi will come to the battlefield with the Eastern Holocaust?