Listening to Jiang Han's heartfelt words, Dongfang Yuan waved his hand and said disapprovingly: "How long have you known each other? Have you experienced any big storms? It's still pure..."
"Ding!~"
System prompts: The [Gate of Time] challenge will be held in two hours. Opponents will be randomly arranged. At most, there will be three defeats until there are only one hundred people left!
Jiang Han wanted to argue again, but the system bell suddenly rang in his ears.
The same rules as previously released, the Gate of Time is divided into two stages. The first stage is the challenge, and you can get a spot by entering the top 100. The second stage is the competition, which is a competition after the Gate of Time comes out.
During the competition, there are no restrictions on the means. The only requirement is that you are not allowed to use props or magical weapons that are far beyond your own strength level.
After all, if there is a competition for background, the quotas are basically handled internally by the big families, and there is no need to disclose them to the public at all.
Um?
Suddenly, Jiang Han frowned slightly, and was keenly aware of the sharp and hostile gaze passing by. He couldn't help but raise his eyes and saw a man in purple brocade clothes. His eyes were sunken and his face was thin. At this moment, his face looked...
With a warm smile on his face, he chatted and laughed happily with the complimenting young men around him, and was treated like a star.
"..."
Seeing the man in purple, Jiang Han's face hardened, a coldness flashed in his eyes, and he calmly asked Dongfang Yixin next to him: "Yixin, who is that man in purple?"
This encounter was a bit sudden, but reasonable.
For this man who repeatedly created pressure for himself, he was filled with gratitude and wanted to repay him.
It is rare to encounter the Gate of Time this time, so how can we miss this opportunity?
"What Yixin, why are you calling her so affectionate?" Dongfang Yuan took over the conversation, quite dissatisfied.
"Dad, don't look for trouble!" Dongfang Yixin retorted angrily, and then patiently explained, "The son of Emperor Yuan, Yuan Ao!"
"His father is very strong?"
Jiang Han raised his eyebrows slightly, clearly feeling that the other party's status seemed to be ridiculously high.
Emperor Yuan!
It sounds like he is a being who can rival Jiang Tiandi.
"This universe is recognized as the strongest being." Dongfang Yixin answered solemnly, then showed a worried look on his face, "Do you have a conflict with him?"
Yuan Ao's qualifications and strength are very strong, there is no doubt about this, but she is not worried that Jiang Han will be defeated by the opponent in the same realm. The real problem lies in Yuan Ao's background!
If Emperor Yuan takes action, there will be no room for Jiang Han in the entire universe.
"It has nothing to do with me." Jiang Han shook his head, "He took the initiative to cause trouble for me."
As he spoke, he shifted his gaze and looked towards Dongfang Yuan: "Senior Dongfang, have you ever heard of red crystal stones?"
As the Lord of the Sword Domain and a well-known figure, Dongfang Yuan must know many more things than he does, so the easiest way to get the answer is naturally to ask directly.
Dongfang Yuan pondered for a moment and said seriously: "It is related to the inheritance of an ancient giant, but that person's sins are so great that his inheritance is destined to be accompanied by mountains of corpses and seas of blood. Therefore, everyone who owns the red crystal stone will be able to kill him!"
While explaining, he looked at Jiang Han with meaningful eyes.
How could he not know the origin of Yijiang Hanshui? It was precisely because he knew the identity of the other party that he did not want his daughter to interact with him.
The relationship is too big!
The era that belonged to Emperor Yuan was very long, and his name was so powerful that even his sword domain could not afford to offend him.
"Then why does Yuan Ao want to get the red spar?" Jiang Han didn't hide it, so he just told the truth.
Although everyone could kill him if he found it, Yuan Ao was probably the only one who really cared about it. As for what Dongfang Yuan said about inheritance being accompanied by mountains of corpses and seas of blood, he couldn't refute it.
Whether it is Wulu or Bai Yufei, they are not good people, and they have countless dead souls under their hands.
Of course, you can't kill everyone with one stroke.
There are also people who can truly make exceptions.
"Red crystals can greatly improve qualifications, which are equivalent to unparalleled treasures of heaven and earth!" Dongfang Yuan's explanation was simple and clear, "In addition, his father is Emperor Yuan!"
"..."
Jiang Han was speechless.
He understood what Dongfang Yuan meant.
Even if Yuan Ao is the son of Emperor Yuan and has a distinguished status, it is still difficult to resist the temptation to improve his qualifications. The negative impact of the red crystal stone is not a problem at all for Yuan Ao, who has a strong background.
"Understand the situation and stay away from my daughter immediately." Dongfang Yuan reminded.
"ah?!"
Jiang Han was shocked when he was warned: "Senior Dongfang, do you want to destroy our pure friendship?"
He never expected that Dongfang Yuan would be so cruel.
He was devoted to the East, but he never had any inappropriate thoughts, all he thought about was the proper things.
"you……"
The east is quite hot.
"Just stop saying a few words!" Dongfang Yixin tried to smooth things over again.
She was surprised, how could the two of them have been at odds with each other since they met?
Or does the red crystal really scare the father who is the Lord of the Sword Domain to this extent?
"..."
Silently paying attention to the development of the matter, Ralph was in the corner and said nothing.
He feels that it is better for him to be a transparent person.
When they arrived at the seat where the person was sitting, most people looked outside, but the city lord was particularly interested in looking inside.
The challenge has not yet started, but more and more spectators and contestants are taking their seats. The four major families are basically present. Ximen Changfeng and Nangong Ya, also known as Athena, both stood up and came over to greet Yijiang Hanshui.
The two parties talked for a few words and then dispersed.
"Who is this person? He seems to be related to the young patriarch of the Ximen family and the daughter of the patriarch of the Nangong family!"
"The background of Yijiang Hanshui may be scary!"
"Can't afford to offend!"
…
There were whispers in the audience, and various discussions began around Yijiang Hanshui.
Staying with the darling daughter of the Lord of the Sword Domain, this person is already eye-catching enough, but it is unbelievable that she is also connected with the proud sons of other families.
"Whoosh!"
At a certain moment, colorful energy elements overflowed from the clouds in the sky, and then a milky white door appeared out of thin air, slowly descending from a high altitude until it was hundreds of meters above the arena, clearly visible to everyone.
【Gate of Time】(grade unknown)
Introduction: The flow rate of internal space will be a hundred times that of the outside world. Correspondingly, the speed of cultivation will also be a hundred times more efficient.
Current status: Not open yet
…
"Ding!~"
System prompts: [Gate of Time] event officially begins!
Staring at the Gate of Time, Jiang Han's eyes flashed with intense light.
According to previous official news, the Gate of Time will last for one month!
What is this concept?
It is equivalent to practicing in the outside world for more than eight years!
He must enter it and improve his strength quickly, otherwise his training progress will fall far behind, which will make it even more difficult to deal with enemies who are already ready to attack.
Thinking of this, Jiang Han glanced at Yuan Ao, and happened to meet the other person's eyes directly. Then both sides looked away, and they passed by each other as soon as they touched.
In the hilarious atmosphere, a silent undercurrent quietly surged.
