Fang Chen could understand why Lao Wang was so excited.
During this period, Lao Wang was not very old, and overall he was still young.
It's hard for a young human being with supernatural powers not to be as excited as he is when he comes to Dragon Holy City.
The human race has been fighting with the Yan tribe for a long time, and the Yan tribe is the foreign race that the human race understands the most.
The human race only knows about the existence of the remaining foreign races, but has no chance to understand them.
The Battle of the Holy Tower is, for the weak ethnic groups, their only opportunity to understand the powerful ethnic groups and have contact with them.
If things were normal, half-saints from the human race would not be qualified to set foot in Dragon Saint City, and Dragon Saint City would not be directly open to the outside world.
"Old Wang, why is your half-sage Wang gone?"
Fang Chen looked at Wang Zhenlong and others who were chatting with Fang Qianxue and Qin Baichuan not far away.
The semi-saints from these families have already left, leaving Wang Zhenlong and others to break the three-step limit.
"Many affairs in the family are inseparable from the care of these ancestors. They can only send us here."
Wang Chongsong smiled and said, "Anyway, it's enough to have the Soul Burying Half-Saint leading the team. Our old Wang family stands with your Fang family. Your Fang family is an ally of the Ten Thousand Dao Alliance. We are all our own."
"Go back to the room."
Suddenly, Fang Qianxue's voice rang in everyone's ears.
Wang Chongsong and others' house licenses have obviously been processed, and they have been urged by Wang Zhenlong and others.
Everyone followed the Soul Burial Semi-Saint upstairs and returned to their own rooms according to the room cards in their hands.
The room is not big, only about ten square meters, but it is obviously decent enough to live alone in a place like this.
Fang Chen just saw that the Soul Burial Half Saint had handed over a lot of fairy crystals.
Not long after entering the room, Lao Wang came and burst through the door.
"The Soul-Burying Semi-Saint told us that we'd better stay in the room when nothing happens and don't run around.
There are thousands of rooms on our floor, and it's not just us humans who live there.
It is always bad if there is a conflict with foreigners."
Fang Chen glanced at Lao Wang and reminded him.
"Don't be afraid, I've already found out clearly that the foreigners living in this inn have similar backgrounds to our human race.
Even if there is a conflict, it will be resolved in the Battle of the Holy Tower. No one dares to mess around in Dragon Holy City, lest the family and clan be destroyed."
Wang Chongsong laughed.
Fang Chen's expression changed, "Have you collected a lot of information?"
"Is there any need to collect? Isn't there someone from your Fang family who has been to the Battle of the Holy Tower? We have always lived here. Just ask and it will become clear."
Wang Chongsong smiled, then took out a jade slip and handed it to Fang Chen:
"This is the information I collected. It's related to the Yan Clan. There are also some things about the Jinyang League and the Luoxue League. Take a look."
Fang Chen took the jade slip, his mind moved slightly, and he read through the information inside in just a moment.
There is indeed a lot of information here, the main information is about the Yan clan, and the secondary information is about the Jinyang League, Luo Xue League, Wandao League and others.
"Because I don't know who the major holy alliances will send in the end, so I have pointed out the more outstanding characters. You only need to pay attention to your peers.
When we encounter him in the battle of the Holy Tower, we won't be blinded."
Wang Chongsong laughed.
After a pause, "The main thing is to pay attention to the Yan Clan, Jinyang League, and Luo Xue League.
People who meet these three parties will basically fight to the death, especially the latter two.
Don't think of showing mercy to us just because we are of the same race, or think that the other party will show mercy to us."
Fang Chen nodded lightly, "I know this, but among the intelligence you collected, the only foreign race is the Yan tribe? Why don't you collect more information about foreign races?"
"Collected for what?"
Wang Chongsong was slightly startled and said with a strange expression:
"Most foreign races have better background than us. We are here to see the world this time. You don't really want to break into the top 100,000, do you?
Give it up when the time comes, and give in defeat decisively when you can. Don't lose your life because of missing this opportunity.
What's more, how can our Wang family have the ability to collect intelligence from foreigners?"
It is obvious that Wang Chongsong does not think that collecting information about other foreign races is useful at all.
Fang Chen could also understand his thoughts. Just now he just asked casually to see if Wang Chongsong's intelligence channels were strong.
"Lao Fang, our family is headed by your Fang clan. When the time comes, we will perform better in the Battle of the Holy Tower, make the Fang clan famous, and let the Yan clan and the rest of the Holy Alliance take a look at the foundation of the Fang clan.
Not only do we have to suppress the Jinyang League and the Luoxue League, we also have to fight some good battles.
When the time comes, the stronger Fang Sheng's reputation becomes, the more stable our position will be."
Wang Chongsong said: "Don't lose anyone. After all, there will be countless people from all major holy alliances watching this battle."
"Watching this battle? What does this mean?"
Fang Chen was slightly startled.
"Why do you seem to know nothing, and no one from the Fang clan reminded you?"
Wang Chongsong said helplessly: "The battle of the Holy Tower is allowed to be observed by outsiders.
At that time, Longsheng City will allow major interior locations to be connected to this site, allowing you to directly view the scenes inside the Holy Tower."
"How can it be like this...this interior location is really magical."
Fang Chen whispered to himself.
At this time, there was a sound of footsteps outside, and it was obvious that another team was preparing to move in.
Wang Chongsong immediately opened the door, looked outside, then turned to Fang Chen and smiled:
"A group of youngsters from the Yan tribe have moved in, they seem to be under the command of the Red Flame Saint.
There are still more than ten days until the Battle of the Holy Tower begins, shall we go out for a walk?"
"That's fine."
Fang Chen nodded lightly and left the inn with Wang Chongsong.
Although both of them were aware of the reminder from the Soul Burial Saint, their thirst for knowledge also caused them to selectively ignore the reminder.
Wang Chongsong did not want to miss this opportunity to get to know the major ethnic groups up close.
The same is true for Fang Chen.
He felt that the Nine Realms would have contact with the Divine Realm again sooner or later, and it would be a pity not to take this opportunity to get to know them better.
After wandering around for a while, Fang Chen gradually gained a new understanding of Dragon Saint City.
There should be a lot of people in this Dragon Saint City on weekdays. These 'people' should be the people of the Dragon Saint, or their descendants.
Their bodies are generally relatively large, some are more than ten feet tall, and some are more than two feet tall. There is a kind of arrogance coming from their bones in their movements.
Most of these 'natives' in Dragon Saint City are forbidden to strangers. They appear indifferent when spoken to by foreigners, but they are very enthusiastic when talking to their own clansmen.
In addition to these indigenous people, there are also some indigenous people whose bodies are very similar to those of humans, except that their skin color is slightly darker.
They also have arrogance that emanates from their bones, but when they face the larger natives, there is obviously a hint of humility in their eyes.
"This Dragon Holy City is not a single ethnic group, but is composed of several or even dozens of ethnic groups, forming a complete ecological circle."
Fang Chen was thinking deeply as he walked.
"Lao Fang, this restaurant is very lively. Let's go up and sit for a while. Maybe we can hear some useful information."
Wang Chongsong suddenly stopped and pointed at a magnificent building not far away.
Fang Chen glanced at the building, as if he saw the Shura tribe walking around inside, and nodded lightly:
"Go and sit for a while, and get some information on those top-notch ethnic groups."