Outside the Kuwaitan Palace area, in a square at a road intersection.
Several tall circular arenas stood quietly, forming a triangular formation.
The three arenas are all white, surrounded by a dense crowd. From time to time, loud cheers can be heard. Some people raise their hands to cheer, and some people look worried and talk quietly. But more people are staring at the arena.
"Ice-piercing sword!"
A cold female voice came faintly from the ring. With a clang, a silver-white sword light turned into a bunch of white thorns, rushed forward, and shot hard at a black-haired man on the opposite side of the ring.
The man's expression changed slightly and he hit the ground with his right hand.
A puff of black smoke rose up, hiding him inside.
It was difficult to see the situation clearly in the black smoke. After the white thorn sword light shot into it, it disappeared silently.
A moment later, a woman in white quickly stepped back, covering her left shoulder with a pale face.
As soon as she exited, she couldn't hold on anymore. She fell down and sat in the ring, and the white rapier in her hand broke into two pieces with a click.
"Blackbird wins!"
A nobleman in red with a white wig sat on the edge of the ring and loudly announced the verdict.
"Next one!"
An attendant beside the noble shouted loudly.
"I really don't know what your lord is thinking. If you want to recruit peripheral forces, what's the use of such a mortal fighter?" Several noble men and women sitting in the high stands beside the ring whispered to each other.
The men are chic and elegant, dressed in red, and the women are charming and charming, wearing lace white skirts. They are not very young, and there is a faint hint of arrogance between their eyebrows.
"Don't make random guesses about your intentions, sir. We just need to carry out the orders. If anyone else were to take this supervisory job, they would probably lose their heads." A beautiful woman wearing a white round hat said calmly.
She held a small white parasol in her hand that was more decorated than used. She wore pearl earrings on her crystal round ears, and her slender and round legs were tightly closed together. They were slightly tilted, and the white lace waist skirt on her body made her
The slender waist and breasts are undoubtedly highlighted.
"Madam, do you think your Excellency received instructions from His Excellency the Palace Master before...?" a male noble asked in a low voice.
"Who knows? Okay. Don't make random guesses. My words are for your own good." The woman replied calmly. "This time, the Black Fire Palace has recruited many disciples, and the treatment is extremely high. If we let more trash into the palace, what will happen to us?"
If anything happens, it will be our problem."
"That's what I said. But aren't the people in these arenas all private soldiers of various nobles? When they see an opportunity, they all come over to build relationships." A girl next to her pouted and said unhappily.
"We are all mortal fighters, so why can't ordinary people use our noble ones? Doesn't it all depend on their ability when they get on stage?" The male noble crossed his arms and looked at the ring, "Look, again.
A civilian comes down."
Several people watched together.
Sure enough, another man in plain clothes was carried down from one of the arenas. There was blood bleeding from the corner of his mouth and he was unconscious. He was obviously seriously injured.
Standing on the stage was a man in green tights. He was holding a rapier with blood dripping from the tip, and he was looking down with a proud look on his face.
"Okay, the winner has won fifteen games in a row and enters the divisional round!" the referee announced loudly.
The man in green nodded lightly, with a hint of joy finally flashing in his eyes, and walked towards the back of the ring.
There are rows of white seats there, and some victorious people are already sitting on them. These people are all winners after winning fifteen games in a row.
Most of them are dressed as nobles, with gorgeous and exquisite clothes without losing their heroic spirit.
There were only a few people in civilian attire, and all of them looked silent and did not say a word. Unlike the nobles, they valued this audition competition much more.
Scenes like this are everywhere in the entire imperial capital.
The Black Fire Palace announced to the world yesterday that it would conduct an audition to select disciples to enter the palace. The recently popular radio was used as a channel, and notice leaflets were distributed everywhere.
Anyone who can successfully be selected into the top three in the overall ranking will be personally accepted as a disciple by the Black Fire Palace Master, who will be given the real secret method to break through the mortal level, allowing them to become a truly powerful person who can be on par with the totem masters.
Even if you are not in the top three or top 100, you are still eligible to join the Black Fire Palace and have a chance to become the new Black Fire Guard.
Before the arena began, the Lord of Gallon Palace appeared in person to speak.
"No matter how high or low you are, whether you are old or young, whether you are male or female, if you can meet the requirements, I will give you the power of hope."
So for a time, twenty arenas were opened in the entire imperial capital at the same time, constantly selecting the top fighters among ordinary people.
In the past, such selections were actually carried out in other departments, but they were always selected totem masters, while ordinary guards did not have much requirements at all. They were directly selected from the lower-level nobles and knights.
There is basically nothing for common people to do, and this way to reach the sky is actually monopolized by the nobles.
The only hope for common people is to become a member of the aristocratic class through great achievements, great contributions, illustrious military exploits, etc.
And now, Black Fire Palace is the first to break this taboo blockade.
It also aroused the dissatisfaction of many great nobles.
Fortunately, the Black Fire Palace only recruits a hundred people. And it is said that the palace master personally taught a fighting skill called secret martial arts.
No one knows what secret martial arts is, what kind of fighting skills are worthy of being taught by the Master of the Black Fire Palace himself? What kind of fighting skills, without the gadgets that the workshop masters match, it is estimated that even the first-type totem master can do it without any pressure
Easily crushing fighters.
But after the second update of the notice, the entire imperial capital suddenly became excited.
Countless people flocked to the ring, and more and more people were waiting to take the stage. Some were locals from the imperial capital, some were legionnaires, and some were children of nobles. There were also mercenaries, outsiders from outside the imperial capital, and so on.
There are very old men, young boys and girls who are still childish, and most of them are fighters who originally had no hope.
All of this comes from Galen's second official declaration.
'The Black Fire Palace recruits disciples without looking at the qualifications of the totem master, and the totem master is not allowed to participate.'
Some people even got confirmation from the internal guards of the Silver Palace that the Lord of the Black Fire Palace has indeed mastered a key technology that allows ordinary people to break through the barrier of totem power.
Someone has confirmed this from the Terry Jones family. Everyone originally thought that the cost of this technology must not be huge, but they didn't expect that the master of the Black Fire Palace was willing to open it directly and let everyone participate in the audition.
Time passed day by day.
The news in the Black Fire Palace gradually became confirmed step by step.
The master of the Black Fire Palace has created a secret martial arts fighting skill called Black Water True Skill. Once practiced to a certain level, one can break through the limits and truly activate the power of the totem!
For a time, Blackwater's true power became the hottest topic in the entire imperial capital.
The top totem masters went to the Black Fire Palace to pay homage to Garen. Even the other giants set out to visit the Black Fire Palace and had a long talk with Garen before leaving.
The totem masters at the bottom were a little panicked, but after asking their elders, they learned that this fighting skill has many limitations. If you want to practice to a breakthrough level, you don't have to choose totem master qualifications.
The rarity is even greater than that of totem masters. In this way, the fear of being replaced by low-level totem masters is slightly alleviated.
They are the biggest foundation in the totem world. The workshop master's material processing and the various totem power injections in the magic array are tasks that ordinary people cannot do and that elite totem masters look down upon. They are all the type with the largest number of bases.
The totem master is in charge.
Even if so many people have fled across the entire imperial capital, there are still thousands of Type 1 Totem Masters.
Not to mention the influx of the three major legions and the gradual return of some of the departing nobles.
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A week later, early morning.
Inside the Palace of Blackfire
In the main hall, which is black with dark red patterns, on two rows of black stone seats on both sides, there are men, women, and children with extraordinary reputations and temperaments sitting. Most of these people seem to be in high positions, and they have a condescending air to overlook everything.
Teenagers and girls in black clothes were walking around among the crowd, constantly offering them fresh fruits, drinks, and drinks.
The throne of the palace lord at the top in the middle of the hall is still empty. Not far away on both sides of the throne are six slightly shorter black stone high-backed seats. The heights are the same, indicating that the people who are about to sit on these seats should have similar status.
almost.
The six seats are divided into two sides, with three seats on each side.
Below are the people on the black stone chairs who have already taken their seats. These people are all celebrities in the imperial capital and representatives of some powerful forces, including representatives of the War Guild, representatives of the Assassins Guild, spokespersons of higher-level nobles, spokespersons of large chambers of commerce, etc.
No one thinks that the six seats above are unreasonable. Since the Lord of the Black Fire Palace has placed these positions, which are only a little lower than him, it is obvious that the people who sit in these positions definitely have identities that match this position.
strength.
Finally, I don’t know how long it took, the white early morning light slanted in from the skylights on both sides of the hall and converged on the aisle in the center of the hall.
A figure finally walked out of the entrance and exit on the right side of the palace.
Three men and women of different shapes and wearing white costumes walked into the hall, and under the guidance of the waiter, they took the three seats on the right side of the main seat.
The nobles and spokesmen below suddenly became in an uproar. They whispered and communicated with each other, but found that no one knew the three men and women in white.
These three people are quite old. The oldest is white-haired and is estimated to be in his seventies or eighties, while the youngest is in his fifties. Their clothes all have something in common, that is, they all have more or less white fur on their bodies.
Fox furs were used as decorations. And on the left side of their faces, they all had a little dark crescent mark. The only woman also wore large and small bells everywhere on her body, and the ringing ringing continued when she walked, giving people a light
of exotic customs.
"The palace master has arrived!"
There was a soft whooshing sound, and a black figure suddenly appeared on the highest throne. He was dressed in black robes and his eyes were like lightning. It was the Lord of the Black Fire Palace, Gallon Terry Jones, who was notorious in the imperial capital and even in the entire Kuwaitan.
Garon's figure is slender and well-proportioned, but when he sits on the high seat, he has a majestic and majestic feeling, like a dragon or a tiger.
The moment he appeared on his seat, the whole hall shook slightly, as if making an overwhelming sound.
When a strong person managed to break free, he found that the palace was intact and that the shock just now was just an illusion in his mind!
For a moment, everyone was shocked beyond words, and their awe for the Lord of the Black Fire Palace deepened several levels. Only then did they remember that one of the four giants of the empire was still young at this time, and he might be in danger at any moment.
In progress.
"The Master of Silver Palace has arrived!"
Silently, the handsome figure of Ephesus appeared in the first seat on Garen's right hand. He held a white long sword and looked at the three people opposite him with slightly wrinkled eyes.
Only then did everyone notice that the three mysterious people sitting on the left side of Garen actually did not move at all under the powerful vibration just now, but the expressions on their faces became more solemn. If it turns out that they were a little careless, they even thought of themselves.
There was a bit of dissatisfaction in the seat. But now I feel really at ease.
There was a faint white halo around the three of them, and at some point, young men and women appeared behind each of them.
The three boys and girls are also dressed in white as snow, with tight-fitting clothing, and a small piece of crescent-shaped white fur sewn on their shoulders. They have respectful expressions. They are obviously the descendants of the three people sitting in the seats.
At this time, three people walked out from behind Ephesus. They were the three disciples of Yue Ji, standing behind him holding thin swords with equally respectful expressions.
Garen glanced at the entire audience and sat upright. His eyes finally fell on the three people on his left.
"This election is an important event that lays the foundation for my Black Fire Palace. I would like to thank the three masters of the Seven Nights Tower of the Snow Mountain for traveling thousands of miles to come here in person. I am honored to do so."
"Palace Master, you're welcome. Our Daxue Mountain Seven Nights Pagoda has been adjacent to Kuwaitan for a long time. We have also heard about the Palace Master's name. It is an even greater honor for our Seven Nights Pagoda to be invited to watch the ceremony this time."
The white-haired old man who took the lead quickly bowed his head and responded politely.