"I didn't expect you to have such an appearance. I thought you only had a smiling face." Waverly joked when they arrived at the temporary residence of the Holy See.

Wei Yi shook his head helplessly and said: "People are bullying us, there is no need to bear it." After saying that, he smiled: "I hate such people very much."

Waverly lay on the sofa and stretched, took out her number, took a look at it, and said: "I am number 35. It seems that the competition is very fierce!"

Wei Yi said: "I am thirty-six. According to the rules announced by the Holy See, we will appear in the afternoon."

"It's afternoon! Then we still have time to go out to eat. I found a good snack bar yesterday, let's go there quickly!"

When she heard that there was still time, Waverly's eyes lit up, and she pulled Wei Yi, who had just sat down, out the door.

"Okay, okay, I didn't see you being so good at eating when I met you." Wei Yi muttered speechlessly.

Throughout noon, Wei Yi and Waverly shuttled through the snack streets in the city. At noon, Oia sent news to Wei Yi. His number was eighty-four, and the competition time was in the morning of the next day.

"Let's go to the game."

Vey and Waverly entered the arena, and the auditorium outside the venue was filled with participating members. Vey estimated that there were more than a hundred people participating in the Holy See selection competition.

"Vee!"

Oia, who was not far away, waved to them and walked to them. Many people followed Oia with their eyes full of weirdness and curiosity.

Ia sat next to Weiyi and whispered: "Why do you think they keep looking at me? It makes me feel uncomfortable."

Weiyi smiled bitterly and said in his heart: Nonsense! You are an elf appearing in Guangming City, this is the southern border. An elf appearing in the southern border is like standing out from the crowd, it is strange that it is not noticeable. Also, the elf's pointed ears and special

The look in his eyes indeed attracted the attention of many young people participating in the competition.

"Um?"

Weiyi felt the attention. He turned his head and looked in one direction. A boy wearing gorgeous clothes was staring at him with eyes full of anger. Behind the boy were several attendants with a calm aura.

"Master, is that the boy you are talking about?" A middle-aged man next to the boy crossed his legs and asked with interest.

Rocco nodded vigorously and said with a gloomy face: "Uncle Third, that's him."

The middle-aged man nodded and said: "He is weaker than you. Just teach him a lesson after the competition. Remember not to be cruel, or to give face to the Holy See. By the way, have you brought the things I gave you?"

"Don't worry, Uncle San, I'll bring it with me."

"That's good. This is for you just in case something unexpected happens. Don't use it until the last moment."

"Got it." Rocco nodded. He turned his head and looked at Wei Yi with a sneer on his lips.

Wei Yi's heart moved, he frowned slightly, and thought to himself: He signed up behind us, which means he is going to compete with us. But judging from his expression, he must be prepared, so I have to be more careful.

"You, just wait and lose."

They were not far apart, and although they couldn't hear the sound, Vey could understand Rocco's mouth movements.

Wei Yi smiled slightly, stretched out his left thumb, and then slowly twisted it downwards.

Rocco was stunned, and his face instantly turned livid with anger. Just as he was about to stand up and have a fit, he was pressed down by a hand beside him.

"That kid wants to anger you. Calm down. I take back what I just said. As long as no one is killed, I will beat him hard. My third uncle will carry it for you. The majesty of our Noel family cannot be violated by outsiders like this.

"The middle-aged man's face gradually became gloomy.

Wow!

The sound of breaking the air resounded in the venue, and two golden figures descended from the sky and landed on one side of the venue.

"Look, the golden robe! It's the golden-robed priest of the Holy See."

"We juniors participated in the competition and there were two golden priests as referees?"

Shocked sounds erupted from the auditorium.

"The selection competition for the Holy See begins now. We will select five winners from the competition to represent the Holy See in the Tournament of Light. The rules of the competition are..." The golden-clothed priest paused and said: "Big fight!"

As soon as he finished speaking, there were many voices of surprise and whispers outside the venue.

"Big fight?" Weiyi and Waverly looked at each other, and their eyes lit up.

A big brawl means that fifty contestants enter the competition venue together. At the beginning, the fifty contestants attack each other and carry out indiscriminate attacks. The few remaining at the end are the winners.

The teams of the three empires are about to arrive in the City of Light, and the Light Tournament is about to start. The Vatican's rules have indeed reduced a lot of time, and have also selected the best team members.

Although a big fight is more dangerous than a one-on-one fight, it is also the best way to test a person's strength.

"Contestants No. 1 to 50 enter the arena." The voice of the golden-robed pastor, who was the referee, spread throughout the audience.

This golden-robed priest is so powerful, I'm afraid he can kill me with just a few moves, right? Wei Yi was shocked and secretly thought.

"Come on, don't lose here." Ia shouted, her blond hair swaying behind her.

Wei Yi rolled her eyes at him and entered a door with Waverly.

Fifty contestants entered the competition venue through four gates one after another, and stood in the area where their numbers had been marked.

Wei Yi looked at everyone's position. Waverly was more than ten meters away from him, but with her strength, there were probably not many people in the field who wanted to defeat her. The young master of the Noel family, Li Li, who had been targeting him,

He was not close, but his eyes were always locked on Wei Yi.

"It seems that guy is going to target me." Wei Yi thought to himself.

"What should I do? I'm so nervous!"

"I must not lose, I want to fulfill dad's wish."

"come on! Come on."

Some contestants not far from Weiyi were secretly cheering themselves up and drew out their weapons.

"Wei, let's cooperate first, and we will decide the winner in the end." Rocco stared at Wei Yi for a while, then turned to a burly boy not far away from him and said.

"cooperate?"

"That's right, with our strength, it will be no problem to get to the back. You can cooperate with me to get someone first. Haven't you always wanted one of my long swords? It will be yours after the competition."

The burly boy's eyes lit up, he laughed, touched his head, which was close to full light, and said: "It's a deal!"

"It's a deal." Rocco nodded with satisfaction and looked at Weiyi in the distance again.

"This time, you will pay a heavy price for your rudeness to me yesterday."

Wei Yi in the distance did not realize that a plan against him had been formed in the field. He took a deep breath, released his long sword, and began to adjust his breathing.

The top floor of the Holy See in the distance.

The Pope stood next to the marble pillar, looking calmly at Vey who had his eyes closed in the arena. Next to Pope Anze, Cardinal Sovre was standing with his hands hanging, looking at Vey with admiration.

"Sophre, what do you think of Vey?"

Soful said respectfully: "In my personal opinion, Wei Yi is very good. He has gained such high strength through his own growth, and he can basically be among the best among his peers."

"In addition, he has many excellent qualities. Bravery, perseverance, humility and calmness. For a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy to have such strength and have the same qualities at the same time, there are not many even in Guangming City.

"

"Oh? You've been with me for almost fifty years, right? It's rare to hear you praise someone so much." Anze smiled.

"I rarely praise people, but I say it truthfully." Sovre also smiled.

Anze waved his hand and murmured: "Little guy, don't let me down!"

Sovre looked at the Pope and secretly sighed in his heart: It seems that this little guy Vey is also attracted by the adults, that's good.

"Ready, three, two, one, start!" the voice of the golden-robed pastor sounded.
Chapter completed!