The boy actually said it quite politely. To put it more directly, he said: Who are you, you also want to participate in the battle of kings?
Qiao Ye pondered for a moment, but he could understand. After all, according to the boy's description, this battle of kings was not held every day, but a grand event held regularly. The participants must be quite famous people, so that they can attract people.
Come to more viewers.
If someone is not willing to participate in a competition like that at the Martial King Realm, Tianwu Pavilion will probably have to ask for help. However, there are too many people who are willing to participate in a competition at the Martial Crazy Realm.
In this case, we can only see if the identity of the student of Blood Sea Academy can be used.
Qiao Ye said: "Take me to ask first!"
As Qiao Ye spoke, he put a piece of silver into the boy's hand.
If you have money, don’t push the devil around, just push the devil around!
Anyway, it was just a question, so of course the boy didn't care. After receiving the money, he immediately said happily: "Sir, please come this way!"
The venue where the King Fight is held looks like an urn in the city, with walls erected on both sides. The walls are stepped, with three rows in total. At the bottom is a special ring, which is more than twice as big as an ordinary ring.
After all, it is a chaotic battle involving many people, and the arena is too small to perform.
The young man did not bring Qiao Ye into the venue, but went to a house on the side. This is where the distinguished guests rested. They drank wine, hugged the girl, and waited for the battle to begin. They would not directly
Entering the hall to watch, there is a formation painted in the center of the hall, with a water curtain floating on top of the formation, which will directly project the battle. As for ordinary guests, of course, they cannot receive such good treatment.
At the same time, those who are going to participate in the Battle of the King are also waiting in the hall here. Most of them are adjusting their breath, stabilizing their Qi, and improving their condition to the best.
The waiter took Qiao Ye to an Eight Immortals table on the side of the hall, then leaned over to a fat middle-aged man and whispered a few words!
"I am the steward here, my name is Jin Baocai." The plump middle-aged man stood up, smiled at Qiao Ye and said: "Sir, we welcome anyone willing to participate in the King Fight, but I'm really sorry.
The number of people waiting for a battle of kings is already full..."
Qiao Ye interrupted: "I'm from Blood Sea Academy!"
Jin Baocai was stunned for a moment. He was smiling on the outside, but in his heart he didn't take Qiao Ye seriously. Can he participate in the Battle of the Kings if he wants to?
but……
Blood Sea Academy!
This is a bit big!
Jin Baocai smiled apologetically and said, "It's really full of people, why don't I arrange for you to fight in the next battle of kings?"
The title of Blood Sea Academy did make Jin Baocai hesitate, but this is the Jianmen Kingdom, and the people participating in the Battle of Kings are all well-known people in the Jianmen Kingdom. This one is the challenger, and that one is the challenger.
Disciples of a well-known dojo, this is why everyone is willing to watch the battle and place bets. Who will watch the battle between Cat and Dog?
Therefore, Blood Sea Academy deserves its reputation, but Jin Baocai does not feel that letting Qiao Ye play will increase Tianwu Pavilion's income.
at the same time……
Yan Beixing was sitting in the private room on the second floor drinking. Ji Wuyuan's appearance made him very upset, so he came to Tianwu Pavilion to relax. When he turned around, he saw Qiao Ye appearing downstairs.
Yan Beixing's pupils suddenly shrank, and with a click, his left palm pressed hard on the corner of the table, and he forcefully broke off a piece of the corner of the table.
"Let's go!" Yan Beixing said to the people accompanying him: "Go down and have a look!"
Yan Beixing stood up and walked downstairs. When he came to the hall, he happened to hear Jin Baocai rejecting Qiao Ye's offer to fight, and his eyes suddenly lit up.
"Let him participate!"
Yan Beixing suddenly spoke.
Jin Baocai was stunned for a moment, showing a bit of annoyance, but after seeing clearly that it was Yan Beixing, he immediately went up to him and said, "It turns out it's Building Master Yan..."
Yan Beixing pushed Jin Baocai away with an impatient look, looked at Qiao Ye fiercely and said: "Boy, I can let you participate in the King Fight, but don't regret it!"
Qiao Ye frowned. He could feel that Yan Beixing was extremely hostile to him.
Qiao Ye said: "Who are you?"
"I? The owner of the first floor of Tianwu Pavilion, Yan Beixing!" Yan Beixing's face gradually became more ferocious: "I am still the dojo master of the Jianmen Kingdom, the Shenwei Dojo, and the direct disciple of the Four Divine Spears Dongfang Yao!"
As Yan Beixing spoke, he came to Qiao Ye and looked at Qiao Ye.
"How about it?" Yan Beixing sneered: "Now that you know my identity, do you still dare to participate in the battle of kings?"
The Four Divine Spears and the Divine Power Dojo are really endless!
Qiao Ye lowered her lips and said, "Why don't I dare?"
"Very good!" Yan Beixing looked at Jin Baocai and said, "Let him participate."
In addition to being a member of Shenwei Dojo, Yan Beixing is also one of the building owners of Tianwu Pavilion. When he opened his mouth, Jin Baocai naturally couldn't refuse and immediately said: "I'll make arrangements right away!"
At the same time, Yan Beixing suddenly turned around, looked at the people who were about to fight in the corner of the hall, and said in a cold voice: "Listen to me, please remember what this kid looks like. Whoever cuts off his arm will be rewarded with a seventh grade reward."
One Noble Phantasm, two arms, two seventh-grade Noble Phantasms, two arms and one leg, three seventh-grade Noble Phantasms. Hey, if someone can cut him into a human stick and give him three seventh-grade Noble Phantasms, I will
I will reward you with another sixth-grade treasure!"
The moment Yan Bei finished his words, there was an uproar in the venue, and many people stared directly at Qiao Ye with burning eyes!
Three seventh-grade treasures and one sixth-grade treasure!
For everyone who has cultivated in the martial arts realm, this is definitely a huge wealth, especially for some warriors with ordinary backgrounds. Sometimes, what hinders their progress is not talent. After all, talent is innate.
Yes, what they lack are exercises, martial arts, and noble phantoms, these external resources!
"I said, you will regret participating in the Battle of Kings!" Yan Beixing smiled coldly, looked at Qiao Ye and said: "The person who killed my Shenwei Dojo, the legitimate son of my master, do you think you don't have to pay the price?
I will make your life worse than death today!"
Qiao Ye pouted and said: "Profit drives people's hearts, but do you think they can really do it?"
"Huh, just wait and see!" Yan Beixing sneered and said, "I'm waiting to see what it looks like when you are chopped into a human stick!"
At this time, Jin Baocai came back and said: "Okay, let's enter now!"
Yan Beixing looked at Qiao Ye with an expression on his face as if he was watching a good show.
Yan Beixing was worried about how to deal with Qiao Ye, but he didn't expect that Qiao Ye would come to the door himself. In this case, how could Yan Beixing let such a good opportunity go easily.
"This kid wants to participate in the Battle of the King himself. Even if he is beaten to death and crippled, Ji Wuyuan will have nothing to say!"
Yan Beixing snorted coldly, then turned around and returned to his private room.