Within the majestic palace complex, there was an extremely elegant and warm attic that looked like a girl's boudoir. Zhou Fan was sipping tea boredly at the moment.
Opposite him was a woman in a red dress. The woman was silent and still sitting there wearing a red hijab.
Waiting for Zhou Fan to drink tea were two fairly beautiful maids. However, these two maids looked a little dull and lacked vitality. They seemed to be just like puppets.
Zhou Fan felt that the people here were abnormal. He wanted to leave the attic to get some fresh air but was stopped by the woman in the red dress.
What the other party meant was that before the competition started, all the selected people were not allowed to leave their residences without authorization.
As for when to start the fight, the woman in the red dress just asked him to calm down.
Normally, he would have typed out directly. He was so busy that he had no time to spend here.
However, after pondering over and over again, he finally walked to the corner to practice with his eyes closed and his legs crossed after drinking tea.
In the main hall some distance away from Zhou Fan's attic, a general wearing armor and an old man holding a dragon-headed cane were discussing important matters in the main hall.
The general in armor was the general of the Jiang Kingdom, a man of great prestige and illustrious military exploits.
The old man leaning on a dragon-headed cane seemed much more low-key. He was the old prime minister of Jiang State, and almost all the affairs of Jiang State were under his control.
"Many outsiders have come to the forbidden areas of the Warring States Period recently! Do we want to destroy them all?"
"It's easy to kill them, but letting them stay and serve our country, Jiang, is the wisest choice."
"What is urgent for us now is to select a warrior to awaken the princess and cultivate the royal bloodline of our Jiang family's ancient country..."
Two high-ranking people in the hall are currently discussing a major event that will subvert the entire Jiang Kingdom and may even bring shock changes to the outside world.
In the secret room and underground palace deep in the palace complex, there is an ice coffin in the center of the cold palace at this moment.
Inside the ice coffin lay a young girl wearing a red hijab and a blood-colored phoenix robe. Her hair was like willow silk and her skin was like jade. She was lying quietly in the ice coffin.
Under the ice coffin where the phoenix-robed girl was lying, there was a mysterious aura that seemed to be trying to escape from the ice coffin.
After a period of silence, the thick and trembling ice coffin returned to normal.
In the forbidden area of the Warring States Period, outside the magnificent palace complex were dense mountains and grasslands. At this moment, groups of Jiang State soldiers were surrounding the intruders and capturing them all alive.
The lowest cultivation level of the soldiers here is intermediate spiritual masters, and more than a dozen lieutenants have powerful cultivation levels at the spiritual master level.
Being trapped in the forbidden area all year round, almost all Jiang soldiers are very idle. They can only practice all day long, even if their cultivation is not strong enough.
There are more powerful people in the older generation, but many of them could not survive the erosion of time, and ultimately did not see the Jiang family's ancient country return to the outside world and recover.
The people of the Jiang Kingdom who remain in the forbidden areas of the Warring States Period are just the orphans who escaped from the ancient Jiang Kingdom.
If Master Lu Ban hadn't found a place for them to live and thrive, I'm afraid these people from Jiang's ancient country would have died outside.
In the turbulent imperial city of Jiang's ancient kingdom, after several days of preparation, the battle for warriors finally began.
Zhou Fan, who had been locked up in the attic for several days, was finally able to get out of the attic for some air.
The venue for the competition is the square in the imperial city. There are nine competition platforms in the square at the moment.
When Zhou Fan followed the woman in the red dress from the palace to the square, he found that the square was already crowded with people.
There are actually many common people living here, and judging from their vivid appearance, they are not fake people.
But when he followed the woman in the red dress through the crowd, he couldn't help but frown secretly when he touched the limbs of those people.
Under the nine competition platforms, there are groups of soldiers with profound cultivation to maintain order. There is also a viewing seat not far from the competition platform.
At this moment, there were a group of people sitting on the left and right sides of the viewing gallery. The people sitting on the left were generals wearing armor. The leader was a middle-aged man sitting at the top. He should be the general of the Jiang Kingdom.
On the opposite right side sat a group of people dressed like civil servants. Sitting at the head of them was an old man with white hair. He looked old but his eyes were bright.
When Zhou Fan looked at him, he seemed to have sensed it and cast his gaze on him.
Shifting his gaze slightly, Zhou Fan didn't want to be noticed by the big shots here.
"Hmm? Right Protector?"
Just as he was looking around inadvertently, he suddenly saw the Right Protector in the distance.
He actually followed a girl wearing a red hijab, but the girl was not in a red dress but in a green dress.
Before he could secretly say hello to the right protector, he saw the other party's somewhat stunned expression, and then shook his head slightly as if to remind him.
Upon seeing this, Zhou Fan immediately withdrew his gaze and shifted his gaze to other places.
Soon, he saw a woman in a blue skirt wearing a red hijab leading a dignified-looking middle-aged man into the square.
It was the first time to meet the middle-aged man Zhou Fan, but he was no stranger to him because he had seen photos of him.
That handsome middle-aged face that is as sharp as a knife can definitely drive countless women crazy and keep them up at night.
As soon as this guy arrived, he instantly attracted the attention of countless young women and aunts in the square.
"Lord of ASEAN! Is he also arrested?"
Zhou Fan couldn't help but murmur secretly, realizing that he couldn't detect the other party's cultivation level.
The ASEAN leader's consciousness was extremely sharp and he noticed Zhou Fan immediately.
It's just that he doesn't seem to know Zhou Fan, and even after racking his brains to think about it, he doesn't seem to have any impression.
At this moment, another woman wearing a purple skirt and a red hijab came outside the square, followed by an arrogant young man behind her.
The young man exuded a vague and powerful aura, which made Zhou Fan immediately focus on him.
The ASEAN leader obviously knew the young man, and his face darkened when he saw him.
Not only the ASEAN leader, but also the Right Protector seemed to be showing strong hostility.
Zhou Fan secretly observed everyone and quickly guessed the identity of the young man.
He got some information from Mr. Cai, and through comparison and verification, he could probably guess that the young man was probably the guy pretending to be Feng Ying.
The opponent was carrying a sword on his back at the moment, and the shape of the hilt was obviously very similar to the white sword.
At this moment, Zhou Fan was still puzzled. What kind of powerful tailed beast could the white sword be, such an important magic weapon? Why did Liu Bai ask the Enchantress to give the white sword to him?
Just when Zhou Fan was deep in thought, several more women wearing red hijabs and long skirts of different colors led the contestants to the stage.
What made him complain was that the people who came after him were all wearing hats and black robes and had restrained auras.
This makes it impossible for everyone to see their faces clearly, making all those people full of mystery.
Zhou Fan flashed past those people, and finally his eyes fell on a man in black robes who was about the same height as him.
He always felt that the figure was familiar, but he just didn't remember it for a while.
Zhou Fan, who was meditating, also discovered that all the women wearing red hijabs seemed to be exactly the same height, and their appearance was no different from that of Qianqian Jade Finger, as if they were carved from the same mold.
He counted carefully and found that there were nine people in total.
In other words, there were actually only nine people brought to participate in the competition this time.
"quiet!"
At this time, a loud shout suddenly came from the distant viewing platform.
That is an old man who is responsible for acting as a referee. Despite his old appearance, he is not weak in cultivation. He is an existence in the early stage of the spiritual realm.
After Zhou Fan sensed the old man's domineering aura, he couldn't help but curled his lips secretly.
Not just the old man, it seemed that the people in the spectator seats were all better than him in cultivation, and there were even some that he couldn't sense.
Originally, he planned to use force if it didn't work out, but now he realized that if he used force, it would be uncertain who would be stronger.
"It seems you have to keep a low profile!"
Zhou Fan, who muttered secretly, quickly corrected his mentality and did not dare to maintain the idea of thinking that he was invincible if he had some trump cards.
"Today's warrior competition, nine warriors will be selected from nine competition stages."
"Everyone in the square can challenge the warriors on the nine fighting platforms. Whoever is defeated will be directly eliminated."
The announcement made by the old referee in the spectator seats made Zhou Fan take a breath.
"Good guy! This is to kill the donkey!"
"It's almost impossible to admit defeat!"
Zhou Fan, who secretly complained, originally wanted to lose the fight, then hide and investigate the imperial city secretly, but now it seems that there is no chance, but losing will be fatal.
"Your number plate is nine! You go to the fighting stage with number nine!"
Just when Zhou Fan was distracted, the woman in red dress beside him suddenly handed him a wooden number plate.
Zhou Fan took the number plate suspiciously, and then discovered that Protector Right and others also had a wooden sign.
After they flew up to the competition stage, Zhou Fan slowly walked towards the competition stage No. 9.
"Damn boy! Are you a turtle?"
Soon a rough man was faster than Zhou Fan and took the lead to fly onto the No. 9 competition platform.
When he saw Zhou Fan swallowing slowly, he became furious.
Just as Zhou Fan walked up the wooden stairs to the competition platform, the furious man roared and rushed directly towards him.
"boom!"
Perhaps because he was rushing too fast and too hard, the rough man was dodged just as he was about to hit Zhou Fan, and then he flew out of the competition arena and hit his head on the platform.
Fortunately, the rough and strong man had strong cultivation and protected his head in time, so it didn't explode like a watermelon.
"Damn you bastard! How dare you make a sneak attack!"
The angry rough man roared and leaped onto the competition platform again.
"Hey, hey, hey! Once you step out of the arena, you'll be considered a loser. You can't break the rules!"
"And you made a sneak attack on me? What do you mean I sneak attack!"
Zhou Fan was not afraid of the rough man, and he immediately retorted when he heard that he was taking the blame for himself.
"Bah! Shameless little thief, you deliberately showed weakness to let me attack you, and then took the opportunity to avoid almost causing my scalp to bleed. How can a person with such sinister intentions be worthy of a princess!"
The rough man obviously didn't intend to reason with Zhou Fan, so he went so far as to blame him again.
"That elder! He lost!"
Zhou Fan didn't want to waste any more words with the opponent, so he turned directly to the old referee in the audience seat and reminded him.
"The competition stage is about life and death! No matter whether you win or lose!"
But the answer of the old referee made Zhou Fan frown slightly.