Although the martial arts competition was organized by the Fallen Holy Lord, as the king of a region, the Fallen Holy Lord casually mentioned that there would naturally be people working for him below, and he did not need to do it himself.
The person specifically responsible for this work is the Changshi Division directly under the Holy Lord's Mansion, which is an organization dedicated to serving the Holy Lord.
It sounds like the Changshi Division is not well-known, but in fact it has a lot of power. Most of the people who serve in the department are the Holy Lord's former subordinates in his early years. Among them, the Chief Manager of the Changshi Division is the chief manager next to the fallen Holy Lord. His cultivation is profound.
Unmeasurable.
Compared to the fallen Holy Lord, Wang Xu can only be considered a minor figure. Not to mention the Holy Lord himself, he has not even seen the chief manager of the Chang Shi Division. The person in charge of this matter is only a clerk under Chang Shi.
The clerk's surname is Pan, his name is Pan Zhidao. His cultivation level is not high, only the mid-sixth level. He looks like a tall, thin old man with a white beard.
Seeing Wang Xu coming over and asking about the purpose of his visit, Pan Zhidao replied casually: "Your qualifications have been recorded. The third day of next month is Princess Yushu's long live birthday. The Holy Lord has decided to hold a martial arts ceremony on her birthday.
Yes, if you have nothing to do, go back and prepare."
Wang Xu thought for a long time, but he didn't know who Princess Yushu was, so he asked suspiciously: "Master Pan, who is this Princess Yushu?"
Pan Zhidao glanced at Wang Xu, his gaze was like looking at an alien, and said in surprise: "I don't even know Princess Yushu, why are you still hanging around in the Holy City? Listen up, Princess Yushu is a saint who lived thousands of years ago.
The old man brought him back from outside the territory. He has been honored and favored over the years and regarded as the apple of his eye.
If you offend Princess Yushu, let alone your little quasi-sage, even a saint will be punished with death. This is not a joke to you."
Wang Xu's heart moved, could this Princess Yushu be the Holy Lord's illegitimate daughter outside?
"Don't make random guesses. If you guess too much, your life will be lost." After Pan Zhidao said this, he lost interest in chatting with Wang Xu anymore. He waved his hand and said, "Okay, go back and wait. That's okay."
How many days has it been?"
Wang Xu smiled and nodded. There are only a few days until the competition. We will know what Princess Yushu's condition is when the time comes.
After leaving Changshi Division, Wang Xu returned to Zhenbao Tower.
When he arrived at the Zhenbao Tower, Xun Mu happened to be looking for Xue Feng. When he saw Xun Mu, he put his mind down and picked it up again. He couldn't help but ask, "Xun Mu, do you know Princess Yushu?"
"I know, but her level is too high and she doesn't usually get along with us."
Xun Mu is the top second generation in the Holy City. He can lick his face and call him uncle in front of the saints. There are not many people he cannot come into contact with.
Princess Yushu is one of them. According to Xun Mu's description, Princess Yushu's origin is mysterious. She only knows that the Holy Lord brought her back from outside. Where did she bring it back from and why did she bring it back? No one dared to ask more questions.
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Over the years, Princess Yushu has been living in the Holy Lord's mansion. Looking at her posture, the Holy Lord clearly raised her as his daughter.
It's just a pity that Princess Yushu seems to have some kind of congenital defect that is irreversible and cannot cultivate herself. She is just an ordinary person to this day.
Of course, no matter how ordinary Princess Yushu is, she is also the goddaughter of the Holy Lord. Not to mention the saint, even the Holy King must look kindly in front of her and call her Princess Yushu.
Not to be offended, this is Xun Mu's evaluation of Princess Yushu.
They, the second generation of the Holy City, are all lawless, but everyone knows that in the Holy City, the person who should not be offended the most is Princess Yushu. Once she is offended, their father will not be able to protect them.
"Brother Wang, why did you ask about Princess Yushu?" Xun Mu asked confused.
Wang Xu replied: "I went to the Changshi Division just now and asked about the time of the martial arts competition. I was told that the date of the martial arts competition was placed at Princess Yushu's birthday banquet."
"So that's the case, this is a good thing!" Xun Mu said cheerfully: "The third day of next month is Princess Yushu's long-lived birthday, and the Holy Lord has invited all the Holy Kings and Saints from all realms to come and watch the ceremony.
The date of the martial arts meeting is set at Princess Yushu's birthday banquet. At that time, your competition will take place under the eyes of all the saints. A good thing, a really good thing. If you perform well, you will be favored by a holy king.
You can become a successful person in no time.”
Different from the thoughts of the contestants, Xun Mu did not think that someone like the Fallen Holy Lord would personally recruit disciples in a martial arts competition.
The best result is that if you perform well, you will be favored by a holy king and become your direct disciple.
There is a Holy King in the Heavenly Realm as a teacher. Not only is the road to sainthood certain, it can at least increase the chance of winning by three points.
"I'd like to lend you some good words."
Wang Xu agreed with a smile, and as soon as his thoughts changed, he had already arrived at the martial arts meeting.
Ten days later, on the third day of September.
The Holy Lord's Mansion is like a royal palace. There are attics all over the palace, there are endless golden palaces, large and small palaces are scattered in an orderly manner, and the ground is paved with Tiandao stones.
Coupled with the endless formations, Wang Xu estimated that even if the saint tried his best, it would be difficult to shake every plant and tree here. One can imagine how tight the security of the Holy Lord's Mansion is.
On the morning of the third day of September, Wang Xu went out very early.
He first went to the exchange and mortgaged the Treasure House for a Great Thousand World Origin. Then he went to various gambling houses and turned the Great Thousand World Origin into ten parts and pressed them on himself one by one.
Different from the gambling methods in the Heluo world, there is no such thing as a secret banker in the Holy City.
Here, saints are nothing, and it is difficult to intervene in the game process, so the odds in the gambling house are relatively low.
Wang Xu took a brief look and saw that there were a total of 200 contestants in the Quasi-Saint group. The competition was based on a double system. Two people were drawn into groups. The loser was eliminated and the winner advanced to the next round.
There were 100 groups in the first game, 50 groups in the second game, 25 groups in the third game, and by the fourth game there were only 12 people left.
In addition to some players who were seriously injured after winning and could not compete again, basically after five games, the winner can be determined.
If he bets on his championship, if he wins all five games, he will pay 16 to 1; if he bets on the runner-up, if he wins 4 games and loses 1, he will pay 7 to 1.
Wang Xu is very confident in himself, he is here just for the championship.
He planned to make a bet, betting that there would be no cross-attacking Saints in this match of the Saints, and that he could win the championship with his strength.
The bet was won, the bicycle turned into a motorcycle, and sixteen pieces of the Origin of the World were immediately received.
If you lose the bet and keep going back to suffer, what is benevolence? It is forbearance. You have to endure it for a hundred and eight thousand years.
Wang Xu is such a bachelor. If a figure like Donghuang Taiyi appears, he will lose if he loses. He cannot afford to lose with the Origin of the World.
"The result of the first draw is, Heluo World Wang Xu versus Heluo World Arrow Nine!"
In the Holy Lord's Mansion, when he heard the results of the lottery, Wang Xulu was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at Jian Jiu who was also drawing lots.
It can't be such a coincidence, right? You're facing Jian Jiu in the first round. Can't you find him a soft persimmon?
Their eyes met, Jian Jiu smiled coldly, and made a shooting motion towards Wang Xu.
Wang Xu smiled. Did he need to tell Jian Jiu that he had tolerated this guy for a long time?
No need, it’s a mule or a horse, you’ll know it once you pull it up and go for a ride.