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The power competition was placed in the bronze-colored Jiting Emperor Capital. The huge battlefield was the intersection of the five imperial city avenues, so those who wanted to watch this competition only needed to walk along any imperial city avenue to see the prosperous duel between the Dragon Shepherd and the Divine Ordinary!

The Imperial City Avenue in Shuidi Lake Imperial City is actually on this bustling road outside the courtyard of Zhumenmen.

Zhu Minglang originally wanted to fly into the imperial capital Yangcheng directly on the divine wood green holy dragon, but considering that the imperial capital Yangcheng was not his own territory, he was not allowed to fly dragons.

It was still early, and my aunt Bai Xin asked someone to prepare a luxurious carriage for Zhu Minglang and Nan Lingsha to let them walk slowly, and also to see the prosperity of Water Drop Imperial City and the Central Imperial City.

I slowly arrived at the Central Imperial City. The ground was covered with bronze stones. These stones were neatly cut and polished smoothly, with sunlight shining on it, like gold and copper on the ground.

"There are many people." Nan Lingsha said softly when she saw that the road was already a little congested.

"Let's walk over, I don't know when the carriage will arrive." Zhu Minglang said.

"Um."

The power competition is carried out in a very open way, with the Five Imperial City Avenues. As long as you think you can, you can walk in the brass battlefield. As long as you can last for a specified time, you will be selected.

Therefore, there is basically no such thing as registering in advance. Even if you are not a member of the force, you can enter the battlefield. When you can hold on for several rounds in a row, there will naturally be forces that will ask you.

Zhu Minglang, when Nan Lingsha arrived at this brass battlefield, there were already crowds of people around him, as if celebrating some festival.

As for those restaurants with great vision around the brass battlefield, business is even more booming. For some people, sitting in the restaurant and drinking while enjoying the chaotic competition in the bronze battlefield is also an ultimate enjoyment.

Therefore, some prestigious people in these restaurants set up gambling games to serve as bankers. Before the competition begins, they choose the number of disciples participating in the competition. After one more round, they will win.

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Zhu Minglang and Nan Lingsha walked into the brass battlefield, and Qin Yang had arranged a seat for them without having to crowded with the crowd.

The brass battlefield is an epic gladiatorial arena left during the reign of the Holy See, so big that it can accommodate nearly 10,000 people to train together here.

There is no wall around the battlefield, only the moon-shaped pond and river separate the crowded city streets.

Therefore, as long as the people in the imperial capital come early, they can occupy a good place on the other end of the Chihe River and directly watch the thrilling battles in the brass battlefield.

Similarly, the restaurants built around the brass battlefield have a better view.

To put it bluntly, everyone can come to see you, and even don’t charge tickets. Come early and don’t be squeezed behind the crowd.

On the water surface of the Moon Arc Pond River, there are some white stone pavilions seats, which are prepared for some noble people from major forces.

Zhu Minglang and Nan Lingsha were in one of the water pavilions. Water grapes, big cold melons, fragrant peanuts, and some wine and melon juice bought from the restaurant were already placed on the table.

When it comes to luxury, there is actually not much silver. Just looking back, you will see the crowded and noisy streets outside the Chihe River. With the scorching sun, you will feel that the Guanting Pavilion, which is exclusively enjoyed by a few people on the water, is extremely noble. After all, even some wealthy merchants have to book a seat at the high place of the restaurant in advance.

"We Zhumen, is anyone attending today?" Zhu Minglang asked Qin Yang.

"Young Master, our Zhumen is mainly based on casting skills. Compared with other forces, we are not that good at fighting and killing, so we Zhumen do not intend to compete for any ranking in this competition." Qin Yang explained.

"Is it so Buddhist?"

"But in order to avoid some forces from being crowded and over-grouped in the fight between the heroes, the children of a force are only allowed to enter one to three at the same time." Qin Yang said.

"The rules seem to be a group fight." Nan Lingsha pointed to the stone bridges. Some people had already stepped into the brass battlefield one after another, and had chosen a position that was beneficial to him in advance.

"Yes, there will be one hundred people entering each game. Either the time is up, and those who are still standing on the field can enter the next round, or there are only the last ten people left." Qin Yang nodded and said.

Are a hundred people fighting each other?

It turns out that the power competition is so exciting, and I thought it was a rigid arena one-on-one!

I wish Minglang likes this method.

After looking at Nan Lingsha again, there seemed to be some luster in her eyes.

"After those marginal forces enter the field, the young master and Miss Nan can go in." Qin Yang held two waist cards in his hand and handed them to Zhu Minglang and Nan Lingsha.

“No. 55, and No. 56?”

"It's about to start. The young master and the lady are careful. After starting, don't make enemies too much. Try to choose some opponents who look weaker and eliminate them first." Qin Yang said.

"How many rounds have Hao Shaocong been in?" Zhu Minglang asked.

"In the third round, it is already the battlefield for the strong among the forces." Qin Yang said.

Zhu Minglang took a run of grapes and began to walk into the brass battlefield.

Nan Lingsha also slowly stepped into this venue where the smell of blood was still filled with the last battle.

However, Zhu Minglang and Nan Lingsha did not mean to be together.

They went to different sides respectively.

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"These two people came out of the Guanting Pavilion and should be the children of the big forces. Why didn't anyone tell me in advance? I will definitely make a lot of money by buying their numbers!"

"It seems like he is from Zhumen. Haven't you heard that a boy from Zhumen died inside a few days ago?"

"I was there that day. That kid was a dragon shepherd. The dragon was killed and the man was gnawed so badly. I guess he would be carried back to Zhumen, but his parents would not recognize him."

"The Zhumen is good at casting. I haven't heard of any special Dragon Shepherd and Divine Ordinary Man, nor do I know who will be on the battlefield."

People are already discussing it.

Some people are extremely enthusiastic about this kind of fighting feast, and they can even tell the names and backgrounds of most of the attending children.

Zhu Minglang and Nan Lingsha...

It's strange to many people.

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"A group of scattered people also want to gain fame in such places, so don't even be able to save their lives in the end." At this time, a young man wearing a black straw hat said.

The young man with black straw hat was less than twenty meters away from Zhu Minglang, and he seemed to be entering the field relatively late.

Generally speaking, those entering the venue will keep a safe distance from their surrounding opponents as soon as possible to avoid being attacked by multiple people.

But the young man with black straw hat didn't care at all, as if no one on the battlefield could catch his eye.

And he stood wherever he wanted.

"Hey, grape-eating..." The young man in black straw hat glanced at Zhu Minglang.

Zhu Minglang threw the grapes into the air. Xiaobai on his shoulder quickly raised his claws, and saw the wind-like claw force passing through the big crystal grapes.

The grapes peeled off in the air, revealing their plump white and tender flesh.

Then it fell into Zhu Minglang's mouth accurately.

"What?" Zhu Minglang asked, chewing the flesh and tilting his head.
Chapter completed!