Chapter 1054： Ling Yuwei's choice

Chapter 049 Ling Yuwei's Choice

Jialan City, the square in front of the Holy See of Light, was already overcrowded when the three poles went up that day.

Among the densely packed crowd, there was still a two-person road vacant, leading directly from Jialan City to Qiling Square inside the Holy See.

On both sides of the road are guards of the Holy See who are fully armed and waiting.

The sudden suspension of the Kamiko campaign yesterday did not dampen everyone's attention and enthusiasm for the Kamiko campaign.

After a night of buffering, everyone has basically recovered from the shock brought by the campaign last night.

Perhaps it was because of the brutal competition yesterday that everyone was more able to recognize the strength of the final chosen Kamiko.

As the Holy See of Light is the most unshakable first force in the Nine Serenity Continent, its successor is naturally impossible for ordinary geniuses to be competent.

And since you want to screen out an 'outstanding' successor, only under this threat of death can the most powerful instincts of the human body be stimulated.

Although this price has far exceeded people's expectations.

But how did that sentence come about?

It's nothing to do with hanging up high.

For those who watch the fun, those geniuses who died are a pity.

But after all, he is not his own heir, and he has no emotional basis.

Therefore, in addition to regret, most people are more looking forward to the next election.

Only the families of those fallen geniuses can deeply feel the great pain and torture.

The death of a mere hundreds of people could not cause too much disturbance on this continent with billions of people.

Someone came here early this morning, wanting to get the results of the first round of the election of the Son of God as soon as possible.

At the same time, I also want to know exactly how many people came back alive yesterday.

In the longing of countless people, everyone finally ushered in the first handsome man, who was strutting on the road to Qiling Square of the Holy See.

As soon as this person appeared, he immediately caused a burst of exclamations around him:

"The eldest prince of the Aosheng Empire, Charles."

"He's still alive!!"

"Am I dazzled? Yesterday he wasn't..."

The appearance of Charles was indeed beyond everyone's expectations.

After all, in yesterday's magic mirror, everyone witnessed the scene where Charles finally collapsed to the ground.

Losing consciousness in such a fantasy world, before Charles appeared, no one would believe that he could still be alive in that situation.

It is precisely because of this.

It was the appearance of Charles that caused such a stir.

However, there are still attentive people who see something:

"Walking frivolously, his face paled."

"It seems that the state of the eldest prince is not very good!"

As soon as this statement came out, and then under the careful observation of everyone, it was really the case.

Although Charles is trying his best to pretend to be normal, sometimes the instinct of the body is not something he can deliberately cover up.

Obviously, after a night of cultivation, at this time, Charles still has not been able to return to his best state.

However, everyone was shocked at the appearance of Charles and quickly relieved.

After all, the magic mirror was turned off shortly after Charles passed out.

It is possible that the first round of the competition was already over by then.

Just at the same time of relief, everyone couldn't help but worry about Charles' next test.

I don't know how far he can go by participating in the competition of the Son of God in such a state.

Everyone can only wait and see...

Amid the chatter, the arrival of Charles was like the start of a new round of competition for the Son of God.

Jun Moqian of the Purple Moon Empire;

Orlana, Princess of Orlando;

Even the unexpected prince of the Jialan Empire, Gongsun Zhi;

Sikong Tingzhi, representative of the Magicians Guild;

Regier, the representative of the Refiner Guild;

Others such as Wen Xu, Rollman, Murphy, Denise and others all appeared one after another.

It's just that compared to yesterday's grand occasion, their appearance today is much more deserted.

Just one day later, the number of people participating in the competition has changed from more than 200 people to the current 50 or 60 people.

For those who haven't appeared yet, in fact, everyone knows it clearly.

Most of them have been left in the perilous forest forever.

Apart from being late, the few who didn't come have only one explanation: they chose to give up and continue to compete for the position of the Son of God.

Everyone's enthusiasm for the upcoming election of the Son of God was raised to a peak after seeing Lin Yi's appearance.

Tens of thousands of people in the entire square shouted in unison as if they had been rehearsed in advance:

"King Jialan!"

"King Jialan! King Jialan!"

"King Jialan!"

Even Lin Yi couldn't help being moved when he saw that scene.

What Lin Yi didn't know yet was.

Almost everything he did yesterday was seen by everyone.

It is true that there is no need to say more about Lin Yi's formidable strength.

For his actions of 'saving people', it is the most fundamental reason why he is so admired.

And Lin Yi's reputation as King Jalan was naturally raised to a level that Lin Yi could not imagine in the battle yesterday.

Sikong Tingzhi, who claims to be the first genius of the younger generation, did not enjoy such treatment.

Ling Yuwei stood outside the crowd and looked at Lin Yi's receding back, but a sad expression suddenly appeared on her face.

The deafening cries around her sounded like screams in Ling Yuwei's ears at the moment, and the beautiful eyes behind the veil were already covered with a layer of water mist.

Ling Yuwei suddenly covered her heart and said with a face of pain:

"Why do I feel like he is getting farther and farther away from meWhy is this happening?"

Ling Yudao, who was beside Ling Yuwei, couldn't help but startled:

"what?"

When Ling Yudao turned his head and saw Ling Yuwei's state, he was shocked:

"What's wrong with Wei Er? Is there anything uncomfortable?"

Ling Yuwei didn't explain anything to Ling Yudao, but when Ling Yudao was caught off guard, she suddenly chased after Lin Yi.

Ling Yudao couldn't help but turn pale when he saw this:

"Weier doesn't want it."

He wanted to go up and hold Ling Yuwei,

But at this moment, Ling Yudao was horrified to find that he couldn't move, and even reaching out had become an extravagant request.

He looked in the direction of the Holy See with a look of horror, and said in anger:

"let me go."

But what Ling Yu said next was:

The pavilion master of the dignified Linlang Pavilion suddenly knelt down on one knee in front of everyone's eyes:

"Boom~"

The ground paved with bluestone slabs shattered directly into cracks like spider webs.

The people around couldn't help but step back in horror, for fear of being affected by Chiyu.

Thinking of what Lin Yi said to him before, Ling Yudao suddenly shouted with grief and indignation:

"Weier!"

At this time, Ling Yudao's eyes were already red with grief and anger:

"Do not!!!"

But the strange thing is that no matter how loud Ling Yudao shouted behind him, Ling Yuwei seemed to have not heard, and without looking back, caught up with Lin Yi who was about to step into the Holy See.

"Young Master Lin Yi."

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