Early the next morning, Ye Bufan left Li Daoran to look after his family, and then left Lingxiao Academy with everyone and rushed to the north gate of the Tianfeng Empire Imperial City.
At this moment, 300,000 elite troops have been gathered here, including Hua Ziyue and the little emperor, who have also arrived here under the protection of the guards.
Song Jian wore a military uniform and stood in front of the team on a tall horse.
On his left were Song Yaoji and the members of the imperial family, and on his right was Feng Xingkong leading the students from Blue Wind Academy.
Ye Bufan didn't say much and directly joined the team.
A sneer appeared on Song Jian's lips. After counting the team according to the procedure, he was about to set off when suddenly another fast horse galloped from a distance.
"Report to the prince, three thousand miles to expedite!"
The messenger jumped down from his horse and handed over the urgent letter in his hand.
Song Jian opened it and took a look, his expression became serious.
Then he raised his head, looked at everyone present and said: "Sirius City has been attacked by barbarians rapidly and is in danger. It is too late to wait for the army to pass.
So I decided to send the team members who participated in the newcomer qualifying competition to rush to Tianlang City for rescue first, and I will arrive soon with my army."
He is now the Grand Marshal of the Army and has the command of the army in his hands. Moreover, this arrangement is reasonable and no one objects to it.
Song Jian looked at Ye Bufan and others, "Now the preliminary assessment of the newcomer qualifying competition begins, you rush to Tianlang City for rescue.
Whoever can kill the most barbarians and who has made the greatest contribution will be seen by both Your Majesty and the Queen Mother and I."
"Don't worry, Prince, we at Blue Wind Academy are duty-bound to protect our family and country!"
Fang Huayu was the first to stand up. His previous injuries had completely recovered, and he spoke impassionedly.
After saying that, he jumped into the air, followed closely by the others.
Before leaving, Feng Tianxiang glanced at Ye Bufan mockingly: "Dean Ye, as far as I know, you don't seem to know the art of flying, right?
I’ll go to Sirius City to wait for you first, don’t let me down if it’s too late.”
After saying that, he laughed arrogantly, and then flew in the direction of Tianlang City.
After what he said, others realized that Ye Bufan was only at the middle stage of Nascent Soul, and his eyes were full of ridicule and teasing.
Song Yaoji said disdainfully: "My surname is Ye, you don't want a woman to take you to Tianlang City. It's really sad to be your woman!"
After saying that, she also flew to Tianlang City with the members of the Tianfeng Empire's royal family. The lowest cultivation level among them was at the peak of Divine Transformation, so they flew extremely fast.
Ye Bufan smiled and shook his head. It is true that the ignorant are fearless. It seems that Song Jian has not told them how he escaped from the two powerful men Fang Dian and Du Rufeng last night.
He calmly placed Xiaoqing and Nalan Yujia next to Hua Ziyue, then took out Jiutian and waved to several people from Lingxiao Academy.
"Let's go too!"
Amid the shocked looks of everyone at the scene, Lu Xueman and others jumped onto Jiutian one after another, and then turned into a stream of light and galloped away into the distance.
"Oh my god, who is this little guy? How can he have a flying spiritual weapon?"
Ye Bufan and others left, leaving only exclamations of surprise.
Spiritual weapons are extremely rare to begin with, and flying spiritual weapons are even rarer. Their value is much higher than other spiritual weapons. Even the royal family of the Tianfeng Empire does not have one.
Song Jian's expression was gloomy. Although he already knew yesterday that Ye Bufan had a flying spiritual weapon in his hand, he was still a little shocked when he saw it now.
At this moment, he had made up his mind that this young man must be eliminated as soon as possible, otherwise he would be a serious problem for him in the future.
On the way from the Imperial City to Tianlang City, a dozen figures quickly passed by in mid-air. In the front, Fang Huayu and Feng Tianxiang, one on the left and one on the right, accompanied Song Yaoji.
Although Song Yaoji's cultivation level is only at the peak of Shen Transformation, which is far lower than the two of them, she is the daughter of Prince Anshun, so the two of them look flattering and extremely fawning.
Feng Tianxiang said: "Your Highness, the prince is too wise this time. He should not let the boy named Ye win, otherwise it will be a shame to our Tianfeng Empire."
Fang Huayu also said: "Yes, in terms of strength, Blue Wind Academy is definitely stronger than Lingxiao Academy. Their victory this time was just a fluke."
He said this completely from the bottom of his heart. In his opinion, he had four core disciples of the Beiqiong Sword Sect on his side.
One in the late stage of the Void Refining Realm and three in the middle stage of the Void Refining Realm. The overall strength is stronger than that of Ye Bufan.
Song Yaoji said: "Don't worry, as long as my father is here, I can't let that guy succeed."
She clearly understood the grudge between Ye Bufan and the Anshun Palace last night, and the resentment in her heart increased even more.
Feng Tianxiang was still a little cautious. Having suffered so many losses in succession, he also saw how powerful Ye Bufan was.
"Senior Brother Fang, Your Highness the Princess, that boy named Ye also has some abilities. We should be more careful this time."
"No need!" Song Yaoji said confidently, "Don't you see it yet, that boy is only in the middle stage of Nascent Soul. If nothing else, he can't even fly in the air.
Even if other women were brought to Tianlang City, it would definitely be much slower than us.
Once we get the upper hand, arrive first, and resolve the crisis in Sirius City, then my father will come and we can naturally announce the results of the competition."
Fang Huayu's eyes lit up: "Your Majesty, what you are saying is that our game has started now?"
Song Yaoji smiled proudly: "It's not my father who has the final say when this competition starts and when it ends."
Feng Tianxiang also laughed proudly: "Your Highness the Princess is right. It seems that we should seize the time and get to Tianlang City as early as possible."
After saying that, he turned back and waved to the people from Blue Wind Academy: "Everyone, please move faster!"
At the same time, the three of them also speeded up and rushed forward at lightning speed.
"According to our speed, it is estimated that after we have dealt with the barbarians in Tianlang City, that kid will still be on the way..."
Feng Tianxiang laughed heartily as he spoke, but just in the middle of his laughter, his laughter stopped suddenly as if his neck was stuck.
At this moment, a boat-shaped flying spiritual weapon appeared next to everyone. It was Jiutian. On the bow of the boat, six people, Ye Bufan, were looking at them with smiles.
Although it was only a low-grade spiritual weapon, Jiutian's speed was not inferior to that of a strong person in the late-stage integration period. He was naturally much faster than these people, and it didn't take him long to catch up.
"It's you?" Song Yaoji's expression changed, "You actually have a flying spiritual weapon?"
"Yeah, why, can't you?" Ye Bufan smiled sarcastically, "Do you regret not asking your father to add a rule to the rules prohibiting the use of flying spiritual weapons?"
"you……"
Song Yaoji was so angry that her face turned red, but she couldn't say anything. Fang Huayu and Feng Tianxiang's faces also became extremely ugly.
Ye Bufan looked at several people again and smiled jokingly: "I'm sorry, you see, I am only in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, and I don't know how to fly in the air. In the end, I am faster than you. I'm really sorry!"
