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Name:Nine Yang Sword God Author:
In the corner of the restaurant sat five women wearing pure white robes, all wrapped in the robes from neck to feet, appearing very conservative. Even their heads were covered with a white gauze hat, but if one looked carefully, they could still vaguely make out the contours of their faces through the gauze, it was clear that these five were not ugly people.

On the first floor of the restaurant, on the stairs, there was a young man dressed in gray linen robes, holding a wine gourd in his hand. He sat casually on the staircase, holding a wine gourd in his hand, with his right foot stepping on the bulge of the staircase, while his other foot rested on the right leg.

A young lady in a red dress and red boots, with a red sash around her waist, swung a red whip to a window on the second floor, tied the other end to a window on the other side. She sat down on the whip while supporting herself on both sides of her body.

It was unknown what he was laughing about, but as he laughed, he was running around the table in the restaurant. The surrounding people wanted to trip him up, but he did not dodge, and instead kicked them up. The little beggar who should have fallen to the ground did not fall, but the person who tripped him let out a pitiful cry, and his leg bones were completely broken.

A youth wearing a long green robe that looked as cold as a mountain sat quietly at an empty table, a slender and narrow sword strapped to his back.

The Immortal Return Tower's business had always been booming. Logically speaking, a table shouldn't be occupied by a single person, but no one would dare to fight with him. Of course, this was not only because he was cold, but also because his blade was cold.

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In the Immortal Return Tower, everyone seemed to have something different from ordinary people, and they were all worthy of attention.

Of course, these unfamiliar faces belonged to the geniuses that had come from all over the Azure Sky Realm. Some of them were in groups, while others were traveling alone.

Chen Changyu and his team of five had met a few teams or contestants on the way, but they had never seen so many geniuses in one go like this. With so many geniuses gathered together, it could only be described as a gathering of heroes.

Before the preliminary heats had even started, everyone could already feel the strong pressure coming their way.

Linghu Xiange's brows slightly raised as she said, "There are so many people in the Immortal Return Tower with distinctive features. How many talents would there be in the entire Hongxing City?"

Chen Chang Ku smiled and said: "No matter what, we just need to do our best."

Gong Qingteng said casually, "Why do you care about that? To me, passing the preliminary auditions doesn't mean that I'll be happy. Back home, how great is it to be surrounded by beautiful women and my peers? I will do whatever I want. If I enter the Hidden Dragon Gate, I might even get bullied. "

Ni Tian Ya said indifferently, "You useless trash."

Chen Chang Zai laughed and said, "Everyone has their own aspirations. Some people had the ambition to soar, but others were only willing to be at ease in the fields. Is not the hermit of the manifest like the flower wine of the chariot? To live prominently is a kind of attitude towards life, and to live confidently is also a kind of attitude towards life. "

Gong Qingteng immediately said excitedly: "Right, right, Brother Chang Ku is right, that's what I mean! However... Sigh, my old man only has a son like me. His biggest wish is for me to enter the Hidden Dragon Gate and bring honor to my ancestors … "Although I want to go back and enjoy life, it's still better to enter the Hidden Dragon Gate first and then exit the Hidden Dragon Gate to enjoy life."

Chen Chang'e said with a smile, "I didn't expect you to be such a filial child."

Gong Qingteng immediately said proudly, "Of course."

As they spoke, everyone casually found a table and sat down. However, just as they sat down, a shout rang out.

"Chen Chang He!"

The shout came from outside the door, Chen Chang Ku immediately raised his head to look at the source of the voice, and then slightly raised his eyebrows.

The person who had called out to him was none other than his old acquaintance — the young miss of the Prime Minister's Estate, Qing Yi.

The four other people who came with Qing Yi were none other than the eight great young masters of the capital, the only ones who were not yet eighteen years old. They were the eldest son of the house of the Marquis Dai Tianqian, who had once competed with Chen Chang He in the art of refining talismans; the ninth prince of the imperial family; the young sect master of the Raging Flames Sect; and the first prince of the eight great young masters, Huo Shan.

Chen Changyu quickly realized that not only did the Climbing Cloud City have five slots for Hidden Dragon Gate's Southern District knockout tournament, the Da Song Kingdom also had five slots for it.

Since they were all coming to the Southern District to participate in the elimination round, it was normal for Chen Chiru to meet them.

At that moment, Qing Yi ran over happily and sat down casually, saying: "Chen Chang He, why are you here?"

Chen Chang Tian laughed: "I can't help but to grasp the chance to enter the Hidden Dragon Gate, but since the Da Song Royal Family can no longer tolerate me, I am going to represent my old neighbor to battle in the Pan Yun City."

Qing Yi was stunned for a moment before sighing. "This cannot be blamed on you. I am supporting you. What the Imperial Family did was infuriating. Could it be that benefits are more important than friendship and bottom line?"

Although Qing Yi supported Chen Chang He, the expressions of the other four were a little unnatural.

Dai Tianqian sneered, "So what if you represent the Cloud Climbing City? Do you think the Hidden Dragon Clan's knock-out tournament is easy to pass? Besides, betrayal is shameful. "

Chen Chang He squinted his eyes, and said: "Whether or not I can pass the Hidden Dragon Gate knockout competition, I will not trouble you. "In addition, you are well aware of what the royal family of the Great Song has done. You are responsible for everyone's actions, and the royal family of the Great Song should feel remorse for their actions."

"Regret? Regret that you left the Dazong Kingdom, yet you passed the knock-out tournament while representing Cloud Climbing City? Become a hero of Cloud Climbing City? The Da Song royal family lost a genius to Da Song? "

At this time, the jade-faced young prince Qing Kang suddenly stood up, standing half a step away from Dai Tian Gan.

The young prince of Qing Kang was the youngest of the eight great young masters of the capital, but he was ranked number one among the eight great young masters of the capital. Whether it was his talent in cultivation or his worldly wisdom, he was considered to be a genius amongst geniuses.

The young prince of Qing Kang shook his fan and smiled, "Patriarch Chen, you probably still don't know, but the rules for this year's knockout tournament have been changed. The entire process will be conducted within the ancient formation controlled by the major powers, not only to test their individual abilities, but also to test their abilities in battle. There's also one more thing I want to say to Clan Head Chen. "

Chen Chang Chen said, "Please speak."

The young prince of Qing Kang laughed: "There has always been a rule in this Hidden Dragon Gate's knockout competition, no matter which side the competitor represents, the result will be passed down to the forces where the competitor belongs, because they have to know which side has the ability to cultivate talented people." Therefore, not only the Cloud Climbing City will know about your results, but the Dasong Kingdom will also know about it. I wonder how many hearts are looking forward to your battle with the Young Sect Master of the Dragon's Saliva. However, if Sir represents Cloud Climbing City in the end but is eliminated by me, and the news spreads, what do you think the lords of the capital will think of you? Does your Chen Clan still have any face left? "

Upon hearing this, Chen Changyu immediately smiled and said, "Since that's the case … In that case, please do not hesitate to instruct us in the elimination round. "

The surrounding people all turned their gaze over, and sized up the neither servile nor overbearing Chen Chang He with interest.

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