Zeng Zhengping had also heard that Yuwen Siyuan was very powerful. Some people even said that he had reached the realm of gods at a young age. He was a little unbelievable at first, but when he saw his gloomy and confident look, he became more convinced.
There is no doubt. You must know that Ling Chuxi is a master in the late emperor level. If Yuwensi is far from the god level, how can he be so confident.
"Ling Chuxi, you are dead this time. Don't think that my money is so easy to make, just save it to buy a coffin." Looking at Ling Chuxi who was entering the venue, Zeng Zhengping smiled coldly.
After verifying their identities, law enforcement officers took Ling Chuxi and others to their designated seats.
According to different status, the seats allocated to each major family are also different. The closer to the front, the higher the status. Although the Ling family is no longer as glorious as it used to be, at least it still has its power, and the position is not too bad.
On the edge of the first row. Because the seats are arranged in an arc, they are right across from the Yuwen family and the Zeng family.
The two sides looked at each other, sparks of hostility intertwined.
"Hey, why are they all young people, and all the elders are not here?" Ling Yixuan looked curiously. The entire election venue was crowded. There were probably nearly ten thousand children from aristocratic families who came to participate in the election and observe, and the vast majority of them
Most of them have young faces, there are very few middle-aged people, and there are even fewer old people.
"This is for the sake of fairness and to prevent any elder from a certain family from relying on his elders to influence the election process." Ling Yitong explained. She has been outside for many years and has much better knowledge than Ling Yixuan and others.
Is it fair? Ling Chuxi smiled faintly. Judging from the ranking of seats, there is no fairness at all, let alone a deacon like Zeng Zhengping who seeks power for personal gain. However, there is no absolute fairness in this world.
, Ling Chuxi didn’t think much about it. When the election started, she wanted to see what other tricks Zeng Zhengping could pull off.
Not long after, all the children of the aristocratic families had entered the venue, and the barrier of the competition venue was completely closed.
As the bell rang, the three old men walked up to the viewing platform behind the competition platform one by one, looking down condescendingly.
These three are all elders of the Adjudication Council, and they are solely responsible for this election.
Although the three of them did not deliberately release any pressure or say anything, with their steady yet elegant steps, the entire competition venue became quiet.
You must know that those who can become the elders of the Judgment Council are all the masters of the Legend of Tianyu. Even if they are still far behind the Territory Lord, they are still people who have never seen the beginning of the dragon. It is great to be able to meet them.
pleasure.
What's more, the future and destiny of the younger brothers from the aristocratic families who participate in the general election are still in their hands. Even if they don't have the chance to participate in the general election, as long as they fall into their eyes, their future prospects are limitless.
They looked at the three elders with admiration and expectation. Almost everyone's heart was beating fast and they didn't even dare to whisper.
Immediately afterwards, several more young people walked to the viewing platform and respectfully served behind the three old men. It seemed that they should be their disciples.
Seeing these young people, the people in the audience were even more envious.
Ling Chuxi's eyes also glanced over the faces of those people. When she came, she had already inquired about some details of the family's ruling on the election. Knowing the status of these three elders, she was also a little curious about what kind of talented person it would be.