C73 Longpiv
C73 Longpiv
Standing in front of the palace-like City Lord Palace, Ye Qinghan listened as Ye Shisan gave him a brief introduction to the matters of the Lord Prefect. He could not help but feel a surge of excitement in his heart, and couldn't help but feel a lot of expectation for the number one expert in the War God Mansion that he was about to meet. He woke up very early today. According to the rules of every session of the prefectural battle, the Elite Party of all the great clans would come to the Dragon City before the battle. They would stand in the plaza in front of the City Lord Palace and be received by the Mansion Lord, in order to listen to the motivating words spoken before the battle. Then, after the God City's staff members had tested their strength, they would receive the command medallion.
The plaza had long been filled with rows and rows of Elite Party, densely packed with people. As time passed, more and more squads started to pour in from all directions, and nearby, countless people were spectating from all directions. The entire entrance of City Lord Palace had turned into a scene of tens of thousands of spectators viewing soldiers.
"Brother Qinghan, you came so early, causing us to go to the Ye Family Villa early in the morning and pounce on nothing!" At this time, a group of people walked over from the empty space on the left. The two people in front were Feng Zi and Hua Cao, while two neat and orderly teams followed behind them quietly.
"Eh, I woke up a little earlier today, so I might as well come over to take a look since I have nothing to do!" With regards to the arrival of Feng Zi and the flowers and plants, Ye Qinghan was not shocked at all. Although the two of them were very likely to be the heirs of their clan's patriarchs, Ye Ping had introduced them to them yesterday regarding the prefectural battle. Let him know that as long as they didn't leave War God Island, where the War God Mansion camp was, they would still be safe. And even if they left the Battle Island, as long as they didn't go any deeper, the danger wasn't too great. As a result, they didn't find it strange that their two precious young masters had gone to participate in the prefecture war.
"Let's wait together. You and Ye Family's brothers will line up together." Feng Zi waved his hand towards the back, signalling his family to stand together with Ye Qinghan's Death God's team. Flower Grass also nodded, and waved towards the back. The two teams at the back silently stood side by side with the death god team.
"Hua!"
Suddenly, there was a low shout from the side of the crowd, and then the crowd began to move again. Ye Qinghan and the others were also attracted, they raised their heads and looked, only to see the crowd consciously splitting open a path, a group of purple clothed women with slim figures walked over, before they even arrived, a faint fragrance blew over.
"Brother Han, your wife is here!" Feng Zi laughed, he straightened his sturdy body, and said to Ye Qinghan while blinking his eyes.
Looking at the woman in the middle of the group of women, the beautiful phoenix eyes of the flower flashed a hint of disappointment.
"It's brother, don't tease others like that in the future. You all know that I've resisted the marriage, but I didn't succeed." Ye Qinghan shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly.
"Damn you, just act smug!" Hua Cao and Feng Zi both stuck their middle fingers out together as they scolded softly.
"What are you guys talking about?" Just then, Yue Qingcheng walked over, blinked her intelligent eyes and said, her expression natural, as though the people in front of him were all good friends that had made friends for many years, she did not feel awkward at all.
"I didn't say anything. Good, Lady Qingcheng. I think it's about time for Lord Prefect to come out." Feng Zi laughed and changed the subject.
"Eh!" "Then isn't he here?" Yue Qingcheng's eyebrows flashed a smile, but he did not expose Feng Zi's lies, and instead turned to look at the City Lord Mansion, saying.
Hearing this, a few of them subconsciously turned their heads towards the City Lord Palace. Just then, the doors to the City Lord Mansion slowly opened up, and the previously noisy plaza, upon seeing the City Lord Mansion slowly open up, shut their mouths at the same time, their eyes burning with passion as they watched the small figure slowly walk out.
"He is Long Pifu?" Ye Qinghan looked at the short and monotonous figure in front of him, and said in his heart. He had heard of Long Pifu's great name since he was young and had always fantasized about his heroic and majestic appearance. Not to mention his height of seven feet tall, his three heads and six arms, he must at least be tall and mighty with an imposing manner. However, this old man who was sweeping the street in front of him had difficulty blending with the image in his mind.
Lord Prefect! Lord Prefect!
Just because Ye Qinghan thought this way, didn't mean that others would think the same way. An earth-shaking roar suddenly erupted from the crowd. People continued to join the formation of the roar, and for a moment, the entire square was filled with the roar of the crowd. Countless Martial Cultivator who had never seen anyone before had used their respectful roars to their hearts, waving their arms around to welcome the number one expert of War God Mansion.
The Dragon City Master had a smile on his face the entire time, like a kind old man sweeping the streets. He just stood quietly in front of the City Lord Palace without any guards or subordinates, just standing there alone. Slowly, the crowd felt his figure became more and more tall, like a mountain, not to be looked up to. After the crowd roared a few times, he gently raised his hand and his body slowly rose into the air. It was as if there was a mysterious force under his feet that was constantly lifting him up. The scene was eerie and silent.
Everyone was aware that Monarch Stage and Sage Stage could both fly in the air. However, the short and skinny Lord Prefect in front of him seemed to be able to slowly fly without using any of the power in his body. One had to know that there were countless A Powerhouse Of The Dukedom s present. None of them could sense the aura being emitted by the War Qi, but Long Pifu just flew straight up into the sky …
Lord Prefect! Lord Prefect!
The competition grounds was once again in an uproar as countless people looked up at the high and mighty Long Pifu who was as gentle as an old man next door. Shouting again... Lord Prefect nodded, he raised his hand again and pressed it down. Only until the field returned to silence did he speak up, his voice wasn't loud, but his calm and magnetic voice still resounded clearly by everyone's ears.
"Hello everyone, I am Long Pifu! Tomorrow is the Elite Prefectural Battle that happens once every sixty years, I have nothing else to say. I just want to ask you guys, are you ready? "
"I'm ready!" A voice that was like the tide suddenly flooded the entire plaza. Ye Qinghan secretly clicked his tongue, it seemed like the Dragon City Master's prestige and popularity was extremely high.
"Very good! The demons from the west and the barbarians from the south had also said that they were ready, so the youngsters … Brighten up your weapons and fight. Thirty years ago, countless warriors and I used our weapons to beat up the demon and barbarian. Now, it's your turn, leave the glory and majesty of War God Mansion to you guys to defend! Three years later, I will be waiting for your return! " The Dragon City Master's voice continued to be calm and amiable, but the domineering tone and confidence in his voice was exceptionally clear.
"Fight, fight, fight!"
Following Long Pifu's words, the emotions on the stage were completely ignited, as countless people brandished the weapons in their hands and roared. After Long Pifu finished speaking, he once again let out a gentle smile, waved his hand, turned around, and disappeared in a streak of afterimages.
Then, rows and rows of white robed Martial Cultivator walked out of the City Lord Mansion. Each of them held onto a white crystal pillar, and stood side by side in front of the plaza.
Just then, three white robed Martial Cultivator s appeared in the air above the City Lord Mansion. One of them flew to the front and shouted, "From now on, you will receive your badges based on your individual strength, and you will have 100 strength testing crystal columns in front of you. As long as you activate the War Qi s in your body and attach them to the crystal pillars, you will be able to test their strength, and after that, you will be able to activate your badges by dripping blood. The Martial Cultivator s who are entering the Palace battle are now queuing up to receive it. "
Feng Zi nodded his head and then walked towards the white crystal pillar first. He extended his left hand and the War Qi slowly surfaced on his palm, then he touched the white crystal pillar.
"Third level of the General Realm, dark yellow emblem. Activate it with blood!" The white-cloaked man next to the white crystal column said coldly. He took out a dark yellow ring and handed it over.
Feng Zi accepted the ring and put it on. Then, he squeezed out a drop of blood from his other hand and the ring lit up.