Super Dragon Slaughtering System Chapter 482: Imperial Fighting Field
The 482nd chapter of the imperial battlefield
Twenty days passed in a flash, Ning Qi found that the cultivation of the God of War body, like the Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong, was very simple and fast at first, but afterwards, the progress was very slow. Since he successfully cultivated After the first stage of the God of War body, in the next ten days, he can cultivate to the real second stage of the God of War. At this rate, it is estimated that the third stage will only take more than half a year, and the fourth stage will take three to five years...
"Your technique is very peculiar!"
When Ning Qi advanced to the true second stage of the God of War body, Eastern Catastrophe saw the flash of emperor's air again.
"Why, do you want to learn? I can accept you as a disciple."
Ning Qi smiled.
"Go away."
Eastern Catastrophe rolled his eyes.
"Oriental Catastrophe, the competition will begin today. Why are you still not over? Are you afraid of the little prince?"
"Don't be a tortoise with your head in there, that's a shame for the royal family!"
"Oriental catastrophe, did you hear that!!"
There was a sudden shout outside the door.
Eastern Catastrophe's eyes changed slightly, and a trace of anger flashed.
He and Ning Qi walked to the gate and found that their guard was confronting a group of people.
Ning Qi scanned their attributes and found that each was the son of a certain official, the son of a certain prince, and the son of a certain Taifu. Anyway, they were all honorable children of the Kyushu Empire, just like the Emperor Futao of the Qin and Tang Empires. Similar.
"Oriental Catastrophe, you finally came out, hahaha, I thought you didn't dare to come out!"
The young man in the lead laughed provocatively after seeing the Eastern Catastrophe. They were not afraid of the Eastern Catastrophe. After all, everyone had a profound family background. Even if the Eastern Catastrophe was a third-tier eunuch, he did not dare to deal with it. them.
"Fei Yuan, do you really think that I dare not attack you?"
Oriental Catastrophe looked at the young man coldly, a murderous intent emanating from his body, firmly locked on him.
A frightened look flashed across Fei Yuan's face, what's the matter? They used to ridicule the Eastern Catastrophe, and they were all right. How could the Eastern Catastrophe look like a different person today?
"You, what do you want to do! The little prince is still waiting for you!"
Fei Yuan stammered.
"Heh..."
Eastern Catastrophe gave a chuckle, a scorn flashed in his eyes, and then said to Ning Qi: "Let's go."
"Hmm."
Ning Qi nodded with a smile.
The imperial battlefield.
The people in the capital are almost here today. The 100,000 seats are almost full, bustling, and there is no gap. Among them, sitting at the front are the children of Tianjiao from major families, but they are basically ranked third on the Dragon List. Among the hundreds of thousands of existences, a few can enter the top 200, and the rest are either not in the capital or in retreat.
These are just normal seats.
On the heights, there are also some exclusive seats. Now sitting on them are the elders of the major families, all of them are fighting sects, but at this moment, they are constantly flattering around a group of young people. These Young people, like the Eastern Catastrophe, are on the list of people, and some even rank higher than the Eastern Catastrophe.
"Big Brother, I can see the Eastern Catastrophe and the Martial Spirit and Wind Fighting today. Maybe it will be inspiring for my cultivation."
Duan Jundi smiled and said with a smile.
The three brothers of the Duan family are also in the ordinary seats at the moment. In front of them, sitting in front of them are Duan Minglong and other Tianjiao children of Shenlonghou's Mansion.
"Hmm."
Duan Juntian's eyes also showed a hint of expectation. In the past, the Eastern Catastrophe and Wu Lingfeng's small fights could not see anything at all. Now, this battle is obviously going to fight you to death. This kind of time is the most suitable. If people observe and learn, as long as they can learn a little bit, it will be of great help to the cultivation of their fighting kings!
In the martial arts arena, there is another place that is very conspicuous. There are many guards standing around here, and each guard shows a trace of fighting sect.
Between fighting sects, there are two children, a man and a woman, and an elderly man.
The old man looked blank and looked at the two little guys dotingly.
"Father You, can you say Dongfang can win?"
The little boy asked seriously, looking serious and very precocious, but he was only six or seven years old.
The little girl looked one or two years younger than him. At this moment, her big bright eyes flashed as she looked at You Sijin.
You Sijin's eyes flashed with worry, but when he faced the two children, he smiled brightly and said: "Eighteen princes, nineteen princesses, the kid from the East is very strong and he will definitely win. "
"That's great!"
The nineteenth princess clapped her palms happily.
The eighteenth prince was obviously very happy too, but he just smiled reservedly.
When You Sijin saw this, he secretly said: "The 18th prince's temperament is much stronger than other princes, but unfortunately, he is not a son, otherwise he will be the throne of the Kyushu Empire in the future." /
On the stand of Prince Wu's Mansion, Wu Lingfeng stood against the wind, and his clothes fluttered. Around him, surrounded by many servants, there were several younger brothers and sisters who were a few years younger than him.
"Brother, it's almost noon, and the Eastern Catastrophe hasn't arrived yet. Is he scared? Knowing that you just came out of the Dragon Region, your cultivation base has soared, so you dare not fight?"
A fourteen or five-year-old boy whispered.
"Of course, all eunuchs know how to use their strengths and avoid weaknesses, and are shameless at all. If he does not come today, he will be scolded for a few days at most. The emperor can't say anything!"
The other little girl said coldly, with a hint of ferocity at the corner of her mouth.
Wu Lingfeng gave a faint smile without answering.
The people in the ordinary stands are also a little anxious.
"Why hasn't the Eastern Catastrophe come yet?"
"Will he be scared?"
"Why is that so good? I bet a thousand lower-grade spirit crystals in the multi-treasure pavilion, and bet on the Eastern Catastrophe to win! If he doesn't come, wouldn't my spirit crystals be in vain?"
"Oh, your kid has made a fortune recently? When will the 100 lower-grade spirit crystals owed to me last time be paid back?"
"Well, let's not talk about it now, will the Eastern Catastrophe come? If it doesn't come, I will go to his mansion door and yell at him!"
Hundreds of thousands of people talked, although each was very quiet, but gathered together to form a buzzing sound, which made Ning Qi hear the coming Eastern Catastrophe.
"Brother Dongfang, you are too late, and some people are dissatisfied."
Ning Qi smiled.
"Say it's noon, then naturally you have to go in at noon."
Oriental Catastrophe smiled faintly.
"Time is coming."
Everyone looked down at the shadows under their feet. When they overlapped with the shadows, it was noon. If the Eastern Catastrophe hadn't come, they would treat them as abstentions.
"Almost!"
"Ten Breath!"
"Seven breaths!"
"Three Breaths!"
"One..."
"Come on!"
"Look!"
I saw Eastern Catastrophe and Ning Qi flying into the fighting arena together, standing in the air.
"Hey, who is the guy next to him?"
"I don't know, I haven't seen it."
"Why is it him!"
Duan Minglong and the others showed shocked expressions on their faces. They couldn't figure out why Ning Qi came to the battlefield with Eastern Catastrophe?