C11

At this moment, at the entrance of the Dong Clan Courtyard, a middle-aged man was stroking his moustache incessantly. He had an anxious expression and his eyes shone brightly as if he was planning something.

Following the appearance of a carriage, the middle-aged man hurriedly went up to greet them.

"Master Han, you've come. My master has been waiting for you in the hall for a long time. "Come on, come on, come on."

"… …"

The peaceful night was stirred up by the various powers as if there was a conspiracy.

Everyone knew that this year's Holy Nore Dragon Gathering would be a great reshuffle for the forces in this town.

Every year, there would be people participating in the Xuanyuan Pavilion's survival training in the Town of San Nuo, and it seemed like the reason the Dragon Gathering was held was to congratulate the young generation that had successfully joined the Xuanyuan Pavilion. In fact, every time after the Dragon Gathering, the distribution of Saint Nore's cultivation resources would be slightly different.

The seemingly tranquil night quickly passed in this stifling atmosphere.

On this day, the sun was about to rise and the chickens were crowing loudly. The whole town of St. Nuo was in a jubilant mood. All kinds of people were standing on both sides of the streets, waiting to see the heroic face of the trial taker.

There were also some people who wanted to see which family Qin, Han, and Dong would be ranked at the top amongst the younger generation this year. They wanted to express their goodwill as soon as possible so that they wouldn't be in trouble during the fight between the three great families.

"Have you heard? "This year, the son of the Dong Clan, Dong Tianyang, will be ranked as the second son of the Dong Clan. I'm afraid that the Dong Clan will really rise to prominence."

"Who says it isn't? Although the Han Family does not have any outstanding individuals this time, one Xuanyuan Pavilion elder took a fancy to the three Han Family youths who went to the trial and directly accepted them as his disciples. "

"All these years, the Dong Han Family and the Dong Han Family have teamed up to suppress the Qin Family. This time, only the son of the Great Elder Qin De has successfully entered Xuanyuan Pavilion. The Qin family will be in danger in the coming year! "

"Shh!" "Shh!" A middle-aged man who was carrying a hoe gestured at the person who spoke, "You can't speak nonsense like this. Be careful not to cause the fire to burn on your body."

At this moment, the members of the three great families at the center of the city gates were all pretending to be friendly with each other.

Dong Hao, the head of the Dong Clan, tidied up his collar and said to Qin De who stood behind Qin Fang, "Elder Qin, the Qin Clan has relied on your son to show off their skills this time. The rest of you don't even have a rank! "

"Dong Clan Lord must be joking. Tianyang has gotten second place this time. There hasn't been a genius like Tianyang in the past hundred years of our Sacred Nuo Town." Qin De didn't care about Qin Fang's expression at all as he said to Dong Hao with a low and pleasing voice.

"Hahaha!" Great Elder really knows how to speak! Dong Hao smiled wantonly.

Just as he finished laughing, he turned around and saw Qin Fang's gaze filled with disdain. He couldn't help but feel displeased and asked in a deep voice, "Oh, Brother Qin! I heard that nephew Rufeng came back early, and his cultivation rose greatly.

"He's busy." Qin Fang said lightly.

Dong Hao couldn't help but feel annoyed after hearing this. After talking for so long, he only replied with three words?

He felt that he had lost face and mocked, "I heard that your cultivation has advanced by leaps and bounds after one year. If he still didn't show his face today, wouldn't that mean that he had cultivated some evil cultivation technique and suffered some backlash? "Hahaha!"

"Look, the trial hero has returned!" It was not someone who suddenly shouted.

The originally lively crowd instantly quietened down. Their gazes all turned towards the group of people that was rushing over.

The leader was a youth with two hammers in his hands. He was riding a black and green rhinoceros.

Behind the youth were a dozen or so young men riding giant red and brown horses. A few middle-aged guards were dressed in black and white, riding black rhinoceroses beneath them as they stood on both sides of the line.

"Wah!" The leader is Dong Tianyang! "He looks so handsome. If I can marry him in this life, I won't have any regrets!" On the wall, a girl with a rough voice was flirting as her fingers moved through her nostrils.

"No one is allowed to snatch brother Tianyang away from me, he belongs to me." A young girl with a full body and a face full of stubble retorted.

At this moment, Dong Tianyang was the first to enter the town on his black and green rhinoceros. He was in high spirits and no one could compare to him. Even the young man behind him couldn't cover up his radiance.

And at this moment, when the youth on the black and green rhinoceros was being praised by everyone, the figure of a black-clothed masked man constantly flashed through his mind.

That was the only person that could defeat him in the ancient Xuan wasteland — Madman. The scene of him being defeated on the ground by a bamboo pole in the crazy man's scabbard was still fresh in his mind, as if it was yesterday.

Even if he was praised by tens of thousands of people right now, he would still not be able to erase the shadow the madman left in his heart. If he could not erase this shadow, his own cultivation in the profound way would probably be affected.

"Haha!" My son returned in glory! "Awesome!" Dong Hao laughed loudly and went up to welcome him.

"Sage nephew Tianyang possesses unparalleled talent. At such a young age, he has already mounted the Xuanyuan Pavilion's pavilion beast, the 'Black Horn Extreme Earth Rhinoceros'. His future is limitless!" Qin De flattered him at the right time.

At this moment, Qin Fang's face was slightly pale. Who would have thought that the grand elder of the Qin Clan would kneel and lick the Dong Clan Patriarch's face like that?

It had to be known that the Dong Clan and the Qin Clan had been mortal enemies for many years and would not rest until they were dead.

At this moment, Qin Rufeng was still wearing his black bamboo hat as he stood in the crowd and paid close attention to everything that was happening on the field.

At this moment, everyone in the city had already sat down in their respective seats after a short exchange of pleasantries. The few people in black and white stood to the side with solemn expressions, as if they disdained this kind of gathering.

However, Qin Rufeng sneered in his heart. It was just a third-grade elder that was so arrogant and proud. No wonder Xuanyuan Pavilion was declining, as the saying goes, a proud soldier must lose!

At this moment, Dong Hao was standing in front of the stage. He paused for a moment before pouring some mystical Qi into his throat.

"Right now, the geniuses of our town have all returned safely under the escort of Elder Chen of the Xuanyuan Pavilion. Let's not talk about the nonsense and proceed to the second match of the Dragon Gathering — — Dragon Fighting."

The so-called dragon battle was a competition between the geniuses that had returned from the smelting trial. Among these geniuses, there were several of the best grades and ranks to decide on the distribution of Saint Nuo's cultivation resources in the following year.

Just as Dong Hao announced the start of the Dragon Battle, Qin Ruyue, who was ranked 12, jumped down from his seat and said to Dong Hao: "Uncle Dong, today I will avenge my brother, Qin Ruxing, for having his arms crippled! I wonder if it's permissible? "