In the square, there was his master and senior brother.
There are also many geniuses I encountered in the Battle of the Hidden Dragon.
Since these people can stand on the battlefield of Qianlong, they are naturally the most outstanding juniors of all forces. Although they are solemn, they are just crown princes after all, and they are not worthy of their arrival. Therefore, except for some forces that are already in the imperial capital and have close ties with the imperial clan, giants from all sides have sent their juniors to come.
Therefore, most of the young people in the field are.
His eyes flashed and he suddenly paused slightly.
In the crowd standing in the south, there was a figure, even among the dense crowd, and it could still be seen at a glance, as if it stood out from the crowd.
Wen Qingcheng, she is here too.
Long Xiaoshan just paused slightly, and Wen Qingcheng seemed to see him and smiled at him.
Long Xiaoshan's eyes turned calmly.
He stood in the center of the high platform for sacrifice to the sky, and was paying attention to everyone.
Countless eyes fell on him, including scrutiny, worship, jealousy, fanaticism, indifference, and all kinds of emotions.
Long Xiaoshan's eyes were calm.
When a tree stands out in the forest, the wind will destroy it.
Since you want to be in a high position, you must also bear the pressure brought by the high position.
Mediocre talents will not be jealous.
At this time, in a high pavilion northwest of the square, there were a group of people standing. They were all wearing imperial dragon robes, with a rebellious and domineering aura, or a light cloud, and some had expressionless faces and cold expressions.
The momentum of these people is emitting, and they are all amazing.
Most of them have entered the realm of Golden Elixir.
Especially with the three people standing in front, the feeling of being even more unfathomable.
The clothes they wore were five claws, and the dragon robes of others were all four claws.
Anyone who is familiar with the imperial clan knows it.
Four claws are ordinary imperial clans.
Five claws are the crown prince.
In the Battle of Qianlong, those who win the championship can be awarded the crown prince. With the strength of the imperial clan, the championship will be won by them by eight out of ten. Therefore, before Long Xiaoshan, several imperial clans have been awarded the crown prince.
The three people in front of me are the crown prince.
"After today, it seems that one more person is here among us." The young man wearing a black five-clawed dragon robe on the left carried his hands, his eyes flashing like thunder, looking at the proud figure on the high platform in the distance, and said lightly.
"I didn't expect that the person who reached the top this time would be this bastard. Long Ye, your brother Long Zhen was defeated by him." The young man in the red five-clawed dragon robe on the right spoke with a hint of disdain.
"Dragon disaster, don't forget that he condensed his luck in the nine meter and triggered the true meaning of the ancestor dragon. When you won the championship, you were not as lucky as eight meter and nine meter." The man in the golden robe standing in the middle said lightly.
"So what? I can slap him to death with one hand." Long Feng's eyes seemed to have a volcano erupted, and the magma was rolling, which was extremely terrifying.
Long Ye smiled faintly and said nothing.
Of course, Long Feng said this.
After all, he has been breaking through the Golden Pill for several years, but there is no need to use this kind of thing to bully the small in public to be complacent.
Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong!
At this time, a huge drum and music came from the palace, shaking the earth.
Accompanied by the roar of the dragon.
A dragon rose into the sky and flew over the palace.
A noble figure shrouded in the dazzling golden light stepped out, and its momentum was overwhelming. The people in the entire square were solemn and bowed slightly.
"His Majesty!"
Emperor Long Hao of the Qianlong Empire stepped out of the palace, wearing a nine-clawed dragon robe, and stepped onto the sacrificial platform.
Behind him are two rows of eunuchs.
Holding imperial book, treasure seal, dragon robe and other items in hand.
Long Hao walked up to Long Yin, held the imperial staff in his hand, and said aloud: "Long Yin, grant him a title!"