Zhao Ji looked at the woman in red without saying a word.

In just three days, Yuanling City was completely filled.

Zhang Xuan saw many familiar figures in this Yuanling City, including Emperor Yun, Xia Tianhou, and the Holy Emperor.

At the beginning, these people were ordered by the Hong clan, but now they are extremely polite when they see Zhang Xuan. Everyone understands that Zhang Xuan has great significance to the Hong clan. Zhang Xuan has kindness to the Hong clan, and the Hong clan values ​​cause and effect. With the Hong clan, no one can touch Zhang Xuan. For such a special existence, everyone naturally thinks of getting along well.

As for Saint Nalan, the Holy Princess did this, there was also a shadow of the Hong clan in it. This time she saw Zhang Xuan again, and she acted much more normally, but if you look closely, you will find that there was still a bit shy and shy look in her eyes when she looked at Zhang Xuan.

Today, Yuanling City gives time to gather everyone, and dense crowds gather in front of Yuanling City.

With the sound of "Zuanling City Lord" a few days ago resounding throughout the major imperial capitals, everyone understands that Yuanling City will definitely return strongly this time.

In front of the black and white city lord's mansion, there is a covered bridge about a hundred meters long. The covered bridge is very wide and can accommodate more than 20 people passing by side.

At this moment, at the end of the bridge, a woman in red robe stood there, and a powerful aura spread on her body. Although she did not speak or condense any spiritual energy, just standing there was enough pressure.

"Everyone."

The woman spoke, and her voice was extremely penetrating and clearly reached everyone's ears.

"I, Yuanling City, have been proclaimed for more than 20 years, suppressing these thousands of evil spirits. Now, the evil spirits have been eliminated. From today on, Yuanling City will recruit disciples!"

As soon as Yuanlingcheng Guangna's disciples said this, many screams of exclamation sounded in the crowd. Although it was speculated before coming that Yuanlingcheng suddenly came back and was about to compete with the Hong clan.

The Hong clan produced a saint and surpassed Yuanling City, but the saint disappeared for too long and could not guarantee that the Hong clan would be prosperous forever.

Now, Yuanling City is going to compete for this overlord position, but among the Hong clan, the bloodline of the saints has awakened! These two major forces compete for the battle, even if the dynasty is able to look aside, unable to participate, and do not have the ability to participate.

Yuanling City, in the city lord's mansion.

Zhao Ji looked at the seat in the center of the hall in front of him and took a deep breath. Many memories rushed into Zhao Ji's mind. Those memories have been completely sealed since the day he went to the ancestor's land.

"Zhao Ji, four years old in Yuanling City, has awakened blood!"

A loud voice resounded throughout the Yuanling City. At that moment, the entire Yuanling City was boiling.

Four-year-old bloodline awakening, a genius.

For bloodline inheritance, bloodline represents strength or not, and represents a person's potential. Generally speaking, awakening bloodline at the age of sixteen is enough to be a genius. That year, four-year-old Zhao Ji became the pride of the entire Yuanling City.

Yuanling City, as the former overlord of this world, has never been shaken by its supreme status.

Until the saint of the Hong clan appeared, it attracted peerless merits and drew down a vast world, and surpassed the Yuanling City.

In the era when the saints existed, no force could be said to be able to compete with the Hong clan.

But even saints cannot be eternal and immortal. After endless years, the saints of the Hong clan fell, and the Hong clan called him reincarnation to the outside world.

But no saint exists in the Hong clan, no saint exists.

After the Hong Clan was not saint, Yuanling City, which had been suppressed, began to fight back.

The surface of Hong Clan and Yuanling City is calm, and there have been wind and clouds in the dark, and there have been countless battles in secret.

The Hong clan has the blessings of saints and is also shrouded in merits. It is a clan favored by the fortune of heaven.

Compared with the Hong clan, Yuanling City is much more miserable. The blessings of this world are all shrouded in the Hong clan. Yuanling City cannot be fought for at all, resulting in Yu Yuanling City being unable to compete for the Hong clan.

As time gradually passed, the blessings left by the saints of the Hong clan became less and less, and the merit power that shrouded Hongshan gradually dissipated. The Hong clan had awakened many times to reincarnate the saints, but it was unsuccessful at once. This made Yuanling City see hope, because in these years, the gap between Yuanling City and Hong clan has become smaller and smaller.

The birth of the peerless genius who awakened his bloodline at the age of four made the people of Yuanling City believe that the way of heaven has favored Yuanling City.

The saint of the Hong clan does not exist, and the Xuanhuang bloodline is thin. On the contrary, the son of the Lord of Yuanling City, awakened his bloodline at the age of four. He can be regarded as a demon among geniuses. Once well-trained, it will become a powerful tool.

In the main hall of Yuanling City, Zhao Ji retracted his thoughts and slowly walked to the seat. He stretched out his hand and gently stroked the handle on the seat. Many traces were left by time.

"In order to sit in this position and live up to your expectations, I practice swordsmanship at the age of four."

Zhao Ji sighed, and his father's figure appeared before him.

"Ji'er, don't be lazy, ten hours?

I only practiced for ten hours today?

Not enough at all!”

There was an irresistible rebuke in the voice.

For a four-year-old child, practicing swords for ten hours every day is far from enough. Zhao Ji’s father’s request is to start from fifteen hours! This is a peerless genius, a peerless monster, and a hope for Yuanling City to return to the peak. Everyone has high hopes for this small four-year-old figure.

Under such super-high-intensity training, the talent shown by the four-year-old Zhao Ji did not disappoint.

When he was five years old, his blood was burning and a sword could break the huge rock. This was just something a five-year-old child did. At that time, Zhao Ji was already at the level of a divine bridge.

At the age of six, he is about to step onto the other side.

At the age of seven, the other side of the shore.

At the age of ten, the other side will be perfect.

At the age of twelve, stepping into the clouds and attracting strange power! At the age of twelve, how many people can there be in this world?

From the age of four to twelve, Zhao Ji has not felt what childhood is or what fatherly love is. What he felt is only the severity of his father and the long sword in his hand.

Zhao Ji still remembered what his father said on the day he stepped into the clouds.

"Ji'er, from today on, you will not be able to learn anything in the city. You have to travel all over the world and challenge the strongest people in the world!"

A twelve-year-old boy wants to challenge the world's strong people, but no one in Yuanling City thinks this is a joke, and no one thinks it is impossible, because the evil Zhao Ji will always give people all their confidence.

"That name, now I think about it, is really embarrassing."

Zhao Ji withdrew his hand on the seat and curled his lips, "If the fat man knows, he has to laugh at me. Not only him, but Zhang Xuan will laugh."
Chapter completed!