Chapter 259

The qualifying match is still divided into two empires.

The 30 teams that have passed the qualifier compete in their respective empires, while the three teams that have reached the finals ahead of time do not participate in the promotion.

On the side of Tiandou Empire, including the five teams that qualified in the division of Tiandou City qualifier, a total of 15 teams have completed the registration process in the morning and concentrated in the location of the promotion competition.

Tiandou royal hunting ground is the venue for this promotion.

Shrek college and his party were protected by the Royal Knights and sent to the hunting ground. Along the way, they saw all kinds of soul animals roaring in their cages from time to time.

Xiaowu's eyes were sad, but Qin Jian didn't feel that way.

After all, he comes from the soul. Although the noumenon is a love flower, he is still a person in his bones. He will only regard intelligent creatures as his own kind. He can't replace these soul beasts that haven't opened their intelligence.

"It's so noisy... Shut up."

He whispered.

As a result, the soul beasts were like meeting the king. All the roars disappeared in an instant, silent and trembling.

The captain of the knights, roxen, looked at him in surprise: "he is worthy of being a disciple of sword Douluo. The spirit of killing is the same."

The killing spirit of ghosts

The little dance rolled his eyes.

Before they were ready, they were visited by Ning Fengzhi and xueqinghe.

"Uncle Ning, your highness, how did you come so fast?"

Qin Jian went up and said, "we haven't settled down yet..."

"Because Qinghe can't wait to see you."

Ning Fengzhi smiled and was still gentle, but the blinking eyes made Qin Jian feel skin.

Since the big man's whimsical queen proposed to speak out, Qin Jian could no longer have a sense of respect for his elders.

Xueqinghe is dressed in ordinary aristocratic clothes and has no special luxurious clothes. He feels like an ordinary aristocrat, especially standing next to Ning Fengzhi with elegant temperament, which seems to be a foil and does not attract people's attention.

"Younger brother Qin, your regiment's residence is still rudimentary. Why don't you live in my place? I'm much more spacious and my bed is big enough to give you enough rest." xueqinghe said solemnly.

Qin Jian was sweating.

"No, no, brother Jian will sleep with us tonight!"

Ning Rongrong, who was talking to Zhu Zhuqing, quickly dragged her to block Qin Jian.

"Sleep with... You...?"

Xueqinghe paused on the word "men", and Qin Jian's eyes became interesting.

"Rong Rong?"

Zhu Zhuqing tilted his head, revealing the cat's doubts.

Ning Rongrong bit her ear: "the prince likes brother Jian."

Zhu Zhuqing was stunned at first, then stared wide, revealing the cat's shock: "this... He's a man..."

"Court, this kind of thing is very normal." Ning Rongrong took it for granted.

Can you two keep your voices down.

Qin Jian is covered with black lines.

But big Ning and Xue men's wear are very calm, and their expressions have not changed, highlighting their strong facial expression management ability.

"Younger brother Qin, since Rongrong has said this..."

Xueqing River's mouth showed a narrow smile: "after I succeed to the throne, will you be my queen?"

The cold wind blew and the crows croaked. The scene was once embarrassed.

"Your Highness, are you under too much pressure? So make fun of me?" Qin Jian said silently.

Qian Renxue, this woman can't be so boring

Xueqinghe flashed a deep meaning in his eyes, but his face remained unchanged: "I don't like little brother Qin very much. I don't want to be a queen? Excuse me? Why don't you be my pro army bodyguard?"

"Uncle Ning, I haven't packed up yet. Let's go first."

Qin Jian learned the essence of fire dance behavior.

Watching Qin Jian leave, Xueqing River's smile gradually converged.

Ning Fengzhi observed his words and expressions and said, "Qinghe, Jian'er, he doesn't mean to offend. Don't mind."

Xueqinghe shook his head and smiled like a spring breeze: "what do you say, teacher? How can I mind? It's just that he is really gifted and your son-in-law. I want to be close, but I can't get a way."

Ning Fengzhi said with a gentle smile, "Jian'er has been smart and transparent since childhood. He doesn't need any skills for him. As long as he is sincere, he will feel it."

"Really..."

The snow cleared the river a little.

Does she really have that kind of thing?

Unlike the qualifying competition, which has multiple challenge Arenas at the same time, there is only one competition venue, that is, the palace in the center of the hunting ground for the royal family to rest.

The white jade square in front of the palace looks a little bigger than the soul fighting field, enough for their contestants to play.

In front of the square is the VIP seat and the referee's seat.

Looking around, in addition to the snow night emperor, Ning Fengzhi, platinum bishop Salas and other people in the first row of the VIP seat, the seats behind are all seated in military general costumes and some high-level officials in the martial soul sub Hall of Tiandou city.

"There's nothing to arrange for the promotion."

The master looked at the members of Shrek's team and said, "continue the strategy of qualifying, expose Qin Jian alone and hide all of you. Therefore, I'll arrange you when Qin Jian loses."

Tang San and others suddenly lost their fighting spirit.

"We all look like we're here to watch the game, not to compete." Ma Hongjun said bitterly.

Tang San agreed with him for the first time.

"Eh? Isn't this the lost dog Shrek?"

A group of cheerleaders dressed like waist drums came over, nose up and swaggered.

"What team are they again? Iraq? Starbucks?"

Qin Jian scratched his head: "why do you dress like a lion dancer... Well, or a dragon boat rower..."

Frank, who was still angry, shook his face and couldn't lift his breath.

"The team of Barak kingdom once drove our college out." he helped his glasses and said faintly.

"Shit, where's the Hick from? What nonsense!"

The captain of Barak's team came forward, stretched out his right hand and grabbed Qin Jian's neck.

As a result, Qin Jian didn't respond. Tang San stepped forward with a vigorous step. Xuan Yu's hand unloaded the other party's strength without a sound. He said faintly: "it's not allowed to do it in the soul fighting field."

"Hum! Don't let me meet you in the first round, or I'll let you go back where you came from! Let's go!"

The professional villain swaggered away, angry that Ma Hongjun and Talon clenched their fists tightly.

"Teacher, this Barak team is so hateful. Let me go!" Tang San suddenly said to the master.

"They are really hateful, but it has nothing to do with letting you go." Qin Jian youyou said.

The master patted Tang San on the shoulder: "Xiao San, I know you want to play, but for the champion of Shrek team, you should hide well and don't expose yourself. Your eternal soul ring is too conspicuous."

"And a hammer," Qin Jian added.

Tang San retreated helplessly