At the beginning of the competition, the number of people originally agreed upon was increased by one this time. Liu Xiaoran successfully joined the Hundred Dynasties Competition as a twenty-year-old Martial King, which surprised Fang Luo.
Fang Luo was a little surprised that there was such an exception when he entered the Martial King realm at the age of twenty.
In this way, wouldn't he be able to participate in the Hundred Dynasties War without participating in the so-called Northwest Competition? But if it weren't for the battle with Xiao Tianyu, there really would be no need to participate, just for this false name.
Along the way, Liu Xiaoran was extremely easy-going, thorough in his words and deeds, and this kind of strong personal charm also impressed Fang Luo.
This person looked very much like Liu Qingtian, especially his character, which was almost carved out of the same mold. At least Liu Xiaoran was extremely humble to people, and Fang Luo had a good impression of him.
After a while, Liu Qingtian led the two of them to the gate of the ancient battlefield, where many people were already waiting.
Most of them were dressed in rich and colorful clothes, and they all had arrogant expressions. They stood with their eyes looking towards the sky. Moreover, they were served by many servants on the left and right. There were many people gathered here.
"Here we are, here we are. Don't reveal my identity here to avoid getting into trouble. Just call me Brother Liu." Liu Qingtian was very casual.
Fang Luo didn't care, but Liu Xiaoran was used to calling him "Father", so suddenly asking him to call him "Brother Liu" was a bit uncomfortable.
However, the two of them also knew that in this place, if Liu Qingtian's identity was exposed, he might be targeted by some hostile dynasties.
This time, Liu Qingtian came out, but he only brought the two of them with him, not even Mo Qianyan.
At the gate of the ancient battlefield, some forces have already set up tents and are preparing to camp here for the night. However, they all keep a sufficient distance from each other and are wary of each other.
This has not yet entered the ancient battlefield, and the tendency of intrigues has been revealed, which is enough to show the complexity of the forces involved.
"Hey, isn't this Liu Xiaoran from the northwest? I heard that Fang Luo was born this time and you were squeezed out. How come you can come to participate again? Could it be that your emperor dad used the back door?"
As soon as he said this sentence, there was a burst of laughter, and there was harsh ridicule all around, but this did not make Liu Xiaoran's expression change at all.
Fang Luo glanced at the person behind him, with a hint of ridicule on his lips.
He could see that these people were all descendants of the royal family, and most of those who could come here were talented people. Ordinary people could not compare at all.
However, most of them were playboys. In Fang Luo's opinion, the character of these people who made taunts was far inferior to Liu Xiaoran beside him.
At least, to
Now Liu Xiaoran is not paying attention to them, which shows that he is a person who puts the overall situation first.
"Boy, I look at you with disdain. Is your skin itchy? I want my prince to loosen your bones."
This group of people were deliberately looking for trouble. When they saw Fang Luo's look in his eyes, they immediately shouted and couldn't bear it. In fact, it was just a bluff.
Soon, several dandy boys gathered around him with sneers and glanced at Fang Luo with cold eyes. They were at odds with Fang Luo today.
This time, Liu Xiaoran couldn't bear it anymore, but Liu Qingtian on the side pulled him, shook his head and said: "These people don't know whether to live or die, what do they have to do with us, Fang Luo will teach them how to behave."
When Liu Xiaoran saw that his father had spoken, he naturally didn't say anything. He just watched quietly.
"Hey, did you see that your master is not going to care about you anymore? You are just a villain, don't you know what to do? Look at how shabby you are." A very handsome man, wearing a red robe, looked graceful.
Hua Gui, one can tell at a glance that he is some outstanding genius.
He put his hands behind his back and his eyes were like swords, but at this moment, he looked like a sharp and mean woman.
Fang Luo was dressed more plainly today, a simple and smart black clothes, which made the young man's perfect muscle lines look even stronger, and his eyes looked even deeper under the black clothes.
But this kind of simplicity turned into shabbiness in the eyes of these pampered princes.
"People from the Lihuo Dynasty? Very good." Fang Luo spoke slowly, with a tone that sounded like he was giving advice.
The prince of the Lihuo Dynasty seemed to have heard the meaning in Fang Luo's tone. He immediately raised his eyes and stared at Fang Luo tightly, showing murderous intent without any concealment.
"Boy, do you dare to speak rudely to me, the Lihuo Dynasty? Do you really want to die? Even your master Liu Xiaoran doesn't dare to do this. Come and accept your life."
"I'm not interested in killing an unknown person with a sword. I'm just a prince of a small dynasty." Fang Luo said disdainfully.
Everyone around them showed cold smiles. The Lihuo Dynasty was still stronger than the Northwest Dynasty. The Northwest Dynasty was only a third-rate dynasty, while the Lihuo Dynasty was a second-rate dynasty!
Although there is only one ranking difference between the second-rate dynasty and the third-rate dynasty, the gap is indeed worlds apart and cannot be compared to the same.
The territory of the second-rate dynasty, the richness of the soil, and the abundance of resources are far superior to those of the third-rate dynasty. With these conditions, they can cultivate more and more masters.
Therefore, to a certain extent, the masters of second-rate dynasties are generally stronger than those of third-rate dynasties.
"You are the strongest person in the Lihuo Dynasty this time. You are twenty-five years old and the second level Martial King, right?" Fang Luo laughed.
"How did you find out."
"The badge you are wearing is in my hand." Fang Luo raised the jade slip in his hand.
The expression of the prince of the Lihuo Dynasty suddenly changed. He didn't feel anything at all. He had no idea when the token on his body was taken away by Fang Luo.
By this time, even Liu Qingtian had a look of surprise on his face. He hadn't noticed just now and didn't see when Fang Luo had this token in his hand.
"Jiang Li, well, since you are a junior, how about I give you three moves." Fang Luo smiled.
Jiang Li's face suddenly turned pale, and it was as black as ink. It was already embarrassing enough that Fang Luo had stolen something without knowing it, but now Fang Luo dared to brazenly say that he would give him three moves?
After all, he, Jiang Li, is also the most outstanding successor of the Lihuo Dynasty. He has already mastered the Lihuo Divine Art, and it is rare for him to have an opponent in the same realm. But now, this Fang Luo actually wants to trouble him! He also said that he would give him three moves.
Jiang Li was immediately laughed out of anger. How could a little-known boy, who was several years younger than himself, actually want to teach him a lesson?
"Jiang Li, this kid is provoking you like this, can you bear it? Just give Liu Xiaoran some face and break all the limbs of this kid, so that others won't say that we use the big to bully the small." Young Master Long, the descendant of the Longyuan Dynasty.
Fang said with a sneer.
"Yes, Jiang Li, you have to be careful, don't take someone else's life, our classmate Xiao Ran will be twenty years old this year, right? He's not weaned yet, don't make people cry, haha." The Tianjian Dynasty's
The successor, Wan Jianzong laughed.
These people joined together and made it clear that they wanted to make the Northwest Dynasty look bad. Liu Xiaoran on the side was calm and calm, and there was no sign of any disturbance.
Liu Qingtian is an old fox, and it is even harder to find any expression on his face.
These people are arrogant and domineering, but they are just the children of a second-rate dynasty. After all, there is a circle between dynasties. A first-rate dynasty will not take action against a third-rate dynasty casually, and a super dynasty will not take action against a second-rate dynasty.
It is particular.
Generally, third-rate dynasties will conflict with second-rate dynasties, and second-rate dynasties will conflict with first-rate dynasties. There is a strict hierarchy between dynasties.
High-level dynasties generally disdain conflicts with dynasties two levels below them.
Therefore, most of the people present are from second-rate dynasties.
People from first-rate dynasties will not mix with second-rate dynasties.
Fang Luo glanced coldly at some of the second-rate dynasty people standing here, smiled disdainfully, and said, "How about you all come together? I haven't moved my muscles and bones for a long time. It's just a good time to verify the results of my recent cultivation."
At this moment, Liu Xiaoran finally showed a hint of surprise on his face. Is Fang Luo going to fight one against ten?