Time is like water, always slipping through the fingers inadvertently. Half a month has passed in the blink of an eye, and the four general elections have also arrived.
In the imperial city, drums and music were playing, and the streets and alleys were draped in red and colorful, creating a lively scene.
In the open-air square in the center of the imperial city, the crowds surged, and the sound shook the sky.
In the center of the square, a ten-foot-tall arena rises from the ground, with four elephants like a blue dragon, a white tiger, a red bird, and a black basalt spreading their teeth and claws, exuding a fierce aura.
War drums stood on both sides of the arena, and the roaring sound could be heard for ten miles. Four huge flags were erected at the back, flying in the wind.
The patterns drawn with gold lines on the big flag shone in the morning sun, making tens of thousands of people in the square even more excited. The four flags represented the four sects that were above the dynasty and were in charge of the rise and fall of the Dongling land.
Tianleizong!
Wind and Rain Tower!
Qianyin Valley!
Snow Palace!
If you can enter any of these sects, you will be like leaping over the dragon gate and flying straight into the sky, which is nothing short of great joy.
On the stage, the elders of the four major sects looked at the dense crowd below, and couldn't help but smile with satisfaction on their faces, feeling deeply proud that they were members of the sect.
"The four major sects are really extraordinary. It would be great if we could enter one of them!"
"It's not that easy. Look at the four sect elders. They are all close to the realm of Wuhou. They can turn their hands into clouds and turn their hands into rain. They are so powerful. Naturally, the disciples under the sect cannot be just ordinary people."
"Among the 30,000 people who make the top ten, I'm afraid only geniuses like Prince Ling Yun, Ming Ao, and Lu Wuji dare to pat their chests and guarantee that they can enter the sect."
"Hey...it would be great if we could win the favor of the sect."
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There was a lot of discussion in the square, and people looked at the high arena with deep longing in their eyes.
It would be a supreme honor to be able to enter the four major sects.
Lin Huang's eyes narrowed slightly, and he had a lot of feelings in his heart. Although he had reached the realm of a martial saint in his previous life, he had never entered a sect to practice, and he said in his heart that it was impossible not to have any thoughts.
He had met countless disciples who came out of the sect, and they were full of high spirits, like unparalleled geniuses.
I have also seen a sect use all its strength to avenge its disciples. Thirteen thousand monks carrying iron swords descended from the mountain. They were like a world-destroying torrent and slaughtered all three thousand miles of territory. How heroic.
Passionate.
Lin Huang didn't want to enter Piaoxue Palace because of the sect's support.
But for Lin Cangxue!
For Jun Qingcheng... Jun Qingcheng once said that she once passed through Dongling Realm and settled in Piaoxue Palace.
Although Lin Huang didn’t know when Jun Qingcheng settled in Piaoxue Palace, even if there was a one percent chance, Lin Huang would not give up!
"Try your luck!"
Lin Huang murmured, looking at the high arena, his eyes full of fighting spirit.
Shortly afterwards, the first round of selection for the four general elections officially began...
Elder Han Shan of the Tianlei Sect waved his arm, and hundreds of test stones suddenly floated on the arena. The interior was filled with brilliance, and brilliant fireworks circulated, shining brightly under the sunlight.
The test stone is mainly used to test the warrior's age, realm, purity of vitality, and power of the martial soul, thereby determining the talent of the warrior.
When a warrior touches the test stone, the five-color stream of light inside it will turn into golden light and rise. The longer the golden light, the higher the talent of the warrior.
Under the arrangement of the Imperial City Forbidden Army, the warriors who were qualified to participate in the general election stepped onto the high arena one by one and reached out to touch the test stone suspended in mid-air.
Then, gleaming golden lights appeared from the test stone, rising straight up, and the shining light illuminated the arena with incomparable splendor.
In front of the arena, the transformed light curtain also shimmered with light, and names emerged one by one:
"Lu Xiaofan of Moyun Village, sixteen years old, seventh level of human life, six feet of golden light!"
"Baiyun City Ming Ao, sixteen years old, ninth level human, with a golden light ten feet and three feet high!"
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As the name appeared on the light screen, everyone in the square instantly surged into action.
"The golden light is 1.3 meters tall, and a boy measuring 1.3 meters tall appears in the first round. It's incredible."
"Ming Ao, it turns out to be Ming Ao, the son of the Lord of Baiyun City. He was only at the eighth level of human realm a month ago."
"Such a talent is comparable to that of Prince Lingyun!"
The crowd suddenly became commotion. They stared at the eye-catching characters on the light screen, their eyes full of what was ahead. The sixteen-year-old Renyuan Jiuchongtian had an unlimited future!
Lin Huang looked at everyone's eyes and saw only a young man in blue clothes with a cold expression on the stage, with a rather proud smile on his face at the moment.
People around him crowded around him, either envious or jealous, and he seemed to stand out from the crowd.
He is Ming Ao, the son of Baiyun City, who is in the ninth level of the Yuan Dynasty.
"Royal brother, what do you think of Ming Ao?"
In the restaurant outside the square, Prince Lingyun looked at the scene on the ring from the window and said with a smile on his lips.
"The talent is acceptable, but the vitality is weak. I must have taken the elixir for the sake of the Four Sect elections and forcibly entered the ninth level of the human yuan!"
Ling Huangyi shook his head and said.
"Even if his vitality is weak, he is still in the ninth level of the Human Yuan. It is enough to deal with Lin Huang." Prince Ling Yun smiled and said, "That pill is what I gave him."
Ling Huangyi smiled and said, "Since this person is used by the emperor's brother, and he will join Tianlei Sect in the future, I can reluctantly accept him as my subordinate and be driven by him."
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As more and more warriors entered the ring, the light curtain was gradually covered by names, and many lower-ranked names were squeezed out.
There are also many names that came from behind.
In the crowd, Lin Huang looked at the names on the light screen, clenched his fists, and suddenly felt a little nervous. He realized that the sixteen-year-old seventh-level human being was really nothing in the Great Xia Dynasty.
After all, he lay in bed for two years and wasted two years.
Baiyun City is proud.
Lu Wuji, Beicang County.
Zhao Panshi, Xiaoshi Town.
Chen Erzhu of Heifeng Mountain.
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On the light screen, each name shines brightly, unscrupulously showing their strength and talent.
As time went by, the 30,000 participating warriors stepped onto the arena like running water. Each batch of warriors stepped up, accompanied by the flickering changes of the light curtain.
On the light screen, the rankings gradually stabilized. Among the top ten, three were from the imperial city, six were from surrounding cities, and one was from a remote town.
The most powerful ones, the ones with the loudest voices, are undoubtedly Ming Ao and Lu Wuji.
Ming Ao, sixteen years old, was in the ninth level of the human realm, with a golden light ten feet and three feet high.
Lu Wuji, seventeen years old, was in the ninth level of human life and had a golden light of one foot and two feet.
"Hey, why are you here, Boss Lin? What time is it? The war between Daxia and Chu is about to break out. Others are putting the blame on you, but you still dare to go out!"
Xiaopang Bai's voice suddenly sounded in Lin Huang's ears, and then Lin Huang felt a wall of flesh beside him, huge and huge.
"I am the young master of the Divine General's Mansion. I dare not go out if there is any reason."
Lin Huang smiled nonchalantly, and then lowered the cloak and hat on his body. If someone really recognized him, they would trample him to death with one kick.
"Aren't you sleeping at this time?"
Lin Huang asked.
"My father is forcing me with a knife. Do I dare to come?"
Bai Xiaopang had a resentful look on his face, and his eyes were full of sorrow, "Tell me about this, who am I, Bai Xiaopang? How could I, the soaring little overlord who can sit but never stand, enter the sect and be punished? Isn't this looking for sin?"
"Well, the Imperial City is quite comfortable, but it doesn't matter if you go up there and give it a try. If you can't pass, won't it just make your father give up?"
Lin Huang persuaded with a smile.
He was sure that Little Fatty Bai would be on the list. Because when Lin Huang woke up, Little Fatty Bai was at the seventh level of the Human Yuan, but now he is at the ninth level.
Nine Heavens!
What is this concept? If Lin Huang didn't have a deep understanding of Bai Xiaopang, he would have thought that Bai Xiaopang was practicing secretly. Otherwise, how could a guy who eats, drinks and waits to die every day improve so quickly?
"You're right, I'll just go up and take a walk!"
Bai Xiaopang had a sly smile on his face, and his eyes were so crowded that he could no longer see it. He had already made up his mind to go for a walk and then stay in the Imperial City for the rest of his life.
"Fourth child, it's immoral for you to do this!"
Xiao Yishan on the side shook his head. With his eyes, he could naturally see how big Bai Xiaopang was.
"If he can enter the sect, it will always be good if he is stronger." Lin Huang smiled silently. He did not want to interfere with Bai Xiaopang's thoughts, because everyone has their own path and their own choices.
But every time Lin Huang thinks about Bai Xiaopang's past life experience, his heart feels cramped...