At this moment, in the imperial capital Xuanmeng City, the huge square outside the Paladin Hall, a huge number of figures filled the entire space. The gentle spring breeze blew by, and there was no cold air on people, but the enthusiasm that was about to boil.

The five-year Paladin competition is the largest event in the Knight Empire. The stage for the strong to show their strength. If you want to get your knight honor and dazzling halo, and want to get the respect and worship of others, you can show your strength here. Even if you fail, someone will remember your former figure. If you succeed, you will be watched and your future will be glorious.

In the central clearing of the giant square, huge flags on all sides fluttered in the wind, with three large characters engraved on them, the Paladin Temple, majestic and solemn.

Around the square, rows of knights were wearing silver armor and holding spears. They were astonishingly imposing. They stood there motionlessly and did not squeeze into the central open space. That was respect for this holy land and there was no need for the constraints of those silver-armored knights.

In the air, there is also a colored monster in the sky knights set up a square formation to welcome the arrival of the competition. Such a huge formation is just to add some tiny halo to the competition that is coming. Everyone knows that today's participating crowd is the real protagonist, and their light will bloom on this stage.

Several figures slowly walked out of the gate of the Paladin Temple, and everyone looked over there. Any of these shadows was a powerful existence of the entire empire, a existence that called the wind and rain. People looked at the eyes of the people with a light of reverence.

When Han Fengxue came to the square, she happened to see these figures walking out. One of them was the middle-aged man who talked to him last time. He could also feel that these people were all seventh-level Sky Knights.

A person walked out of the figure, arrived at the center of the open space in the square, and showed a warm smile at the vast crowd around him, making people feel like they were bathed in spring breeze.

"The Paladin Temple Competition is about to begin. Please give the contest tokens there and gather in the center of the square." The middle-aged figure was gentle and pointed at the direction where the other figures stood.

Han Fengxue walked straight there, and in addition, many people walked out of the crowd one after another, all heading in that direction. Before Han Fengxue arrived, many people had handed over the tokens and walked into the square one after another.

When Han Fengxue walked to that point, the middle-aged man smiled slightly at him: "Looking forward to you winning the position of the Holy Son."

Han Fengxue smiled at him, then turned around and headed towards the center of the square. However, the person who had handed over the token at the same time looked at him with a hint of hostility, which was obviously caused by a middle-aged sentence, so he could only smile bitterly twice. No one who came to participate in the competition at this time was not a master. You must know that the minimum threshold for participating in the competition is also a fifth-level knight. Any fifth-level knight, in the empire, belongs to the category of strong people, and is also the target that any force wants to attract.

Looking at the crowds that arrived one after another, Han Fengxue couldn't help but smile bitterly again when she saw some faces. Because there is no age or gender restrictions, she can participate in the competition as long as she is at the fifth level knight or above. Therefore, the crowds participating in the competition are also a bit mixed, and there are also many elderly people and women.

"Can an old man or a woman wins the championship, and Meng Xixuan will have to marry." Han Fengxue was speechless when she thought of this, which was ridiculous. However, men who practice knights are born with an advantage over women, and women have never appeared among the previous saints, so everyone directly ignored what Han Fengxue thought. As for the old man, Meng Xixuan could only accept her fate, but if such a thing really happened, I don't know how many heroes would sigh.

"Xuefeng!" Suddenly, a loud shout came into Han Fengxue's ears. Looking along with the sound, Han Fengxue saw Shuangrou jumping in the crowd, as if she was afraid that he would not be able to see it, and she looked a little excited. Shuang Hanxue was standing beside her, with a lack of arrogance in her eyes, but a little sadness.

Han Fengxue smiled slightly at the little girl and nodded to signal.

The crowd gathered more and more, which made the audience even more happy. The powerful people who were rarely seen at ordinary times suddenly appeared in front of them, and they were about to start a wonderful battle in front of them. They were also looking forward to the more people, the better.

Among the crowds coming to the center of the square together, Han Fengxue also saw a familiar figure. His Highness, the Third Prince, who had just met not long ago, had confidence and determination in his eyes at this moment.

Among the crowds that appeared outside, the Emperor and Meng Xixuan and his group also went directly to the open space in the Paladin Hall. After all, Meng Xixuan was also one of the protagonists of this competition, and many people came for him.

Meng Xixuan held her eyes on the platform with her breathless eyes, and saw Han Fengxue's figure at first glance, and thought to herself: "He is really here, is it for me?" At this moment, Meng Xixuan's calm and lost heart was thrown into a stone, making the lake water not very calm.

But the appearance of a figure behind him made Han Fengxue stunned. It turned out to be Yan Bin. He thought in surprise: "Can the previous Holy Son of the Paladin Palace Competition continue to participate in the competition?"

Yan Bin walked in with a few people talking and laughing. He seemed to be familiar with him. He felt that someone was staring at him. He also looked up and saw Han Fengxue's gaze. After a moment of stunnedness, a gloomy cold light burst out in Yan Bin's eyes, and he sneered in his heart: "You are dead this time."

Han Fengxue did not care much about his vicious eyes, or even disdained him. In his opinion, as long as he was willing, there was almost no suspense about the candidate for the Saint Son. It must belong to him, not arrogant, but confidence in his strength.

The Paladin Hall Competition is a stage for the strong to show their glory, but it is also a cruel stage. There are many strong people who fall in each competition. Unless you withdraw from the square by yourself, you will give up the competition, otherwise others can kill you. On this stage of honor, not many people will voluntarily withdraw from the square because of fear. Unless they fight to the point of injury, it is understandable. However, under normal circumstances, if they are not enemies of life and death, no one will kill other strong people. After all, no one who can become a fifth-level strongman will cause unnecessary trouble if anyone has no backstage power.

Seeing that no one had entered the venue again, the representative of the Paladin Temple also spoke: "The five-year Paladin Temple Competition has finally been held again. Everyone must know the rules of the competition. The last person is the Saint Son of the Competition. The champion of this competition will be able to marry Miss Meng Xixuan, the most beautiful woman in the Empire. Of course, you can give up."

Middle-aged man said as he pointed his fingers in the direction where Meng Xixuan was. Everyone looked along his fingers and saw the heart-pounding devil figure and moving face. Every time she appeared, she would arouse a burst of surprise and saliva, and this time would naturally be no exception.

Then, middle-aged people slowly left the venue, and the crowd in the square immediately scattered, and their eyes staring at each other were all with vigilant eyes.

Suddenly, waves of light flashed, and all kinds of monsters appeared in sight. They were strong, domineering, fierce, bloodthirsty, and all kinds of auras were released at the same time, causing a burst of exclamations. It was undoubtedly shocking that so many monsters appeared together. Moreover, this competition not only had a lot more people than previous sessions, but also had a large number of people, but also made people feel that the momentum emitted by the monsters was the strongest in previous sessions.

They didn't know that in addition to honor and beauty, there was another reason for the people participating in this competition, for the opportunity, for the secret meeting of the four major forces and the opportunities after victory. Do they want to say that they are not afraid of danger? They are naturally afraid of fear, but danger often coexist with opportunities. There is no danger. Where can we get the opportunity to become stronger? The Knight's principle is to dare to face challenges and constantly seek survival and strength in danger.

In order to attract the strong this time, the Paladin Temple deliberately released some news, but it was not very clear. If it were people from the Paladin Temple, you would find that among the crowd in the square, there were many disciples of the Paladin Temple, so they were naturally the ones who knew the inside story and wanted to gain opportunities.

The only person present who was still standing still without moving was Han Fengxue. Even when others released the monster, he did not react at all. The lonely figure with silver-white hair was particularly eye-catching.

After releasing his monster, everyone suddenly stopped and did not continue to move. They just stood there and looked quietly at the crowd on their bodies. Among them, there were occasionally some people communicating with their eyes. Whether they knew or did not recognize it, it would be very beneficial to reach a small alliance at this moment. However, because of the existence of mutual suspicion, it was also destined that if the relationship was not familiar, it would be difficult to form an alliance.

Han Fengxue carefully observed the monsters in the square, and her heart was still beating. There were more than fifty monsters alone. It is conceivable how powerful the lineup that came to participate in the competition this time was. Many of these people were under forty years old. This made Han Fengxue guess that most of the people in it must be people inside the Paladin Hall, otherwise so many strong people would appear at once would be enough to attack people. You know, these people are all figures of the same level as the deans of the four major academies of the Chire Empire. If you stomp your feet, the Chire Empire would be a little shocked.

A huge roar sounded, and in a corner of the square, the battle finally broke out. The roar of the collision of monsters was shocking, but it was also very heart-warming. As soon as the battle broke out, other places also started to fight one after another. The situation of group dance of monsters began to appear. The weakest was the collision of fifth-level monsters, which could indeed attract people's attention.

But without exception, those who released the sixth-level monsters still did not take action, and the other fifth-level strong men would not and dared not provoke them. In this case, they would naturally be happy to be idle and watch the development of the situation. If they can be a fisherman, no one will give more effort.

Han Fengxue ignored the battle around her and stood there very comfortably, looking calm, and even closed her eyes slightly to accumulate strength.

A young man next to Han Fengxue was stunned when he saw Han Fengxue's casual appearance there. It was so cool. He showed a slight wicked smile and rode on the monster and ran towards Han Fengxue quickly.

Seeing that Han Fengxue had no monsters beside her and had not released any strong momentum, she dared to pretend to be deep and closed her eyes to rest. The young man undoubtedly regarded him as a soft persimmon, and solved him first, preferably a better solution, so that he could reduce some pressure and avoid being coveted by others.

The monster that the young man sat down was a red flame leopard, running at a speed as fast as a gust of wind. When he rode on it, the young man also looked very majestic and showed a hint of pride. The body of the flame leopard suddenly jumped high, and his sharp claws grabbed Han Fengxue's head. The spear in the young man's hand also stabbed down Han Fengxue, and in his eyes, a hint of victory mixed with a cruel smile.

At this moment, Han Fengxue's eyes suddenly opened, and a heart-wrenching cold light shot out from his eyes. The murderous aura instantly condensed, which made the Red Flame Leopard's body in the air slow down, showing a look of fear. However, Han Fengxue did not take action, but twisted slightly, dodged the attack of the Red Flame Leopard's sharp claws, and then a brilliant light flashed. Then, the young man's eyes wide open due to fear showed an incredible look, and fell straight down, while the Red Flame Leopard continued to be under the murderous aura of Han Fengxue.

The flash of light illuminated the entire square like fireflies in the dark night, which was particularly eye-catching. Everyone turned their eyes over and saw the young man falling down. Suddenly, people heard the sound of screams. Unexpectedly, someone was killed so quickly, and Han Fengxue's attack showed no mercy at all.

Some other people in the square looked at Han Fengxue with a hint of vigilance and fear, and told themselves in their hearts that this person is very dangerous and should not be provoked before he can.

On the edge of the square, the middle-aged man looked at Han Fengxue and nodded, with a hint of admiration in his eyes. At this time, he needed to be decisive to shock others and avoid many unnecessary battles.

Of course, Han Fengxue didn't know what the others were thinking. He just looked at the Red Flame Leopard, but his murderous intention was still not restrained, and he said coldly: "Submit to me." Such a good opportunity to accept the spoils, Han Fengxue would naturally not waste it. He directly brought the conquered monsters with him, without even summoning. Wouldn't that be only good for him?

PS: Gao Chao is here, don’t keep Huahua!
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