Chapter 594: The King Descends From the Sky, Swords Fall Like Rain (Please Refresh)

Unlike the ordinary arena competitions in Wulin, there are many contestants in other regions, from immortal arts, killing, alchemy, magic... mixed competitions for men and women, group formation attack and defense competitions, except for the Hehuan Sect, which prohibits communication, there are all kinds of competitions.

It looks like a real academic exchange competition in all realms?

However, if you go for the highest award, after rounds of screening, no matter what competition area you are in, you must rely on hard power to continue to advance.

Some token holders even brought a family or a sect, so the selection stage adopted the mechanism of opening the cave world melee, and every fifty people were randomly assigned to a cave world.

Of course, it is not a battle royale mode. The main purpose is to let the powerful contestants let go.

After entering the cave world, participants can advance as long as they defeat the randomly matched opponents.

Anyway, there is no need to worry about casualties in Yinglong Tower. Some people regard it as a rare opportunity for actual combat training.

Perhaps it was because the focus was on the new guests who appeared in the Qiongqi Tower, or because Shang Xiaoyue was screening the list of unfamiliar guests who had tokens and had just registered through the background authority.

"Lu Mingfei?"

"Lu Mingfei!"

"Which Lu Mingfei?!"

"That Lu Mingfei!"

Not only Shang Yue, but even Beiwu Nangua, who was paying attention to this place, had his eyelids jump suddenly and his heart suddenly stopped when he saw this name.

"Good, good." Da Ri Tathagata, who turned into a fat monk, wiped the sweat off his face with the lottery ticket and was suddenly stunned: "Girl, can I still redeem the prize later?!"

Ruhua shook her head, and Da Ri Tathagata's face twitched and quickly took out a ball of real fire to dry the wet lottery ticket.

At this time, Lu Mingfei stood on the square arena, watching more and more spectators coming, and he was a little confused.

It shouldn't be that bad, this is bigger than the show of Xiao Yan next door. If you don't go to see Mo Qi Shao Nian Qiong, you will come to see him. Could it be that you also have a dead child in your heart?

It hurts, it hurts so much.

Lu Mingfei noticed that more and more eyes were focused on him, just like he was back in the screening room when he graduated from high school. He jumped onto the stage and was swept by all kinds of eyes.

It was just a little different this time. Although he played a clown at that time, the focus of the audience was not on him. This time, all the eyes with scrutiny and horror were looking at him.

Could it be that "Dragon Clan" is a big hit in Zhutian City or something?

That shouldn't be the case. Could it be that he has ulterior motives? He should have used the vest of Xiaobailong.

Lu Mingfei wanted to say a few words, but his current character is a master, and masters can't speak casually.

[Please prepare, guests! ]

In a moment, a thunderbolt pierced through the sky, and the lightning shot straight to the center of the sky.

The scenery inside the tower, which was slightly noisy before, has become a quiet paradise far away from the hustle and bustle under the great power of the creation of the world.

Lu Mingfei still maintained his stern expression, wearing the uniform of Kassel Academy, and chose a path with gurgling spring water, and walked down along it.

"It is indeed this waste"

When Shang Yue saw Lu Mingfei's dead fish eyes and sleepy appearance for the first time, the stone in his heart fell to the ground instantly.

Not long after, a ten-thousand-foot-long white snake rose and fell in the clouds, its blue-sky-like snake pupils flashed dimly, its scales appeared, and there were two bulges on the snake's head.

"It's Bai Suzhen, this waste is going to be unlucky." Shang Yue sneered, and then ordered:

"Xiao Yue, after he is eliminated later, arrange someone to ask him if he wants to sell blood, and bring some slightly tempting products over, and the golden elixir cultivation will be good."

He was too lazy to watch the scene of this guy being killed by Bai Suzhen in seconds. It has been more than three hundred years since Bai Suzhen came to Zhutian City, and her strength is no longer the same as before. It would be useless for Lu Mingfei to call his brother at this time.

Seeing Shang Yue's attitude, the people around who were a little nervous just now breathed a sigh of relief, but they were also a little curious.

"Master Shang, do you know this Lu Mingfei?"

"A protagonist who is unlikely to achieve great things, not worth mentioning."

Shang Yue shook his head, and the projected image of the cave world had undergone terrifying changes.

The thousand-meter frenzy that lasted for days swept everything in the cave world with a destructive state, and the frost announced the arrival of the end in advance.

This is the impact and change brought by Zhutian City

Giving the weak a chance to become stronger and the strong to become stronger.

The moment Shang Yue turned his head indifferently, a touch of gold suddenly appeared in the corner of his eyes, and he glanced at it subconsciously.

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The golden tree canopy that covered the sky and the sun, the golden tree body that penetrated the entire world, and the golden leaves slowly fell with the breeze.

Surrounding it was a gray and white city ruins in the Western medieval style. Under the sacred but not dazzling golden light, the speed of time seemed to slow down.

On the throne, Lu Mingfei sat quietly in the center, his expression showed no sadness or joy, he just stared at the storm coming from the front, and his sleepy look just now seemed to be a contempt for all this.

"The usurper, lower your head and perform the etiquette of audience."

His black eyes burned fiercely and turned into golden pupils that were not stained by dust. He stared at the white python hidden in the clouds and mist and issued his own orders.

Bai Suzhen's snake pupils suddenly shrank. The moment she looked into the golden pupils, a fear from her blood made her body cold, and the magical power that raised the flood and waves uncontrollably expelled her body.

The python transformed into a human body, and she turned into a woman in a plain skirt and flew into the air. She placed her hands on her chest, slightly bowed her head, slightly bent her hands, slightly bent her knees, and performed the Wanfu Salute.

"Xiao Xian Bai Suzhen met Long Jun"

Bai Suzhen bit her lip lightly, biting her red lip with her teeth and causing blood to spill out. She regained some clarity under the stimulation of pain: "I must become stronger for Xu Lang."

Bai Suzhen's appearance, which was as beautiful as a fairy just now, became ferocious and terrifying, inhuman features appeared on her face, and her pair of snake eyes trembled but she did not lose her tenacity.

"Your Majesty Long, please forgive me for offending Xiaoxian!"

She took out an oil-paper umbrella from her sleeve and opened it. It was as if she was wrapped in a ghost, and the oppressive power of her blood and personality was blocked.

Immediately, countless small rivers gathered together. Amid the painful wails and hisses of women and snakes, the poisonous water replaced the flood and merged into the frenzy. A purple air filled the air everywhere, and decay and decay became the end of all things.

Lu Mingfei could feel the determination and madness in his opponent. If Su Lin hadn't suddenly sent a message telling him that he had to win the game "gorgeously", he could actually have changed the track.

Mr. Lu has realized the triple freedom of love, destiny and wealth. He has no shortage of cosmic resources or anything else, even if he lies down.

But looking at the white lady like this, Lu Mingfei suddenly remembered that if things went according to normal circumstances, he would probably be like this when he was fighting for his life with Herzog.

Although he didn't know what the other person was going through, Lu Mingfei couldn't help but feel some sympathy when he looked at the white snake that had poisonous blood coming out of the wound, spitting out poisonous breath, and trying its best to maintain its sanity.

Life is not a comedy movie, and it is simply unrealistic that all lovers can eventually get married.

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He stretched out his hand to pluck a fallen leaf from the strong wind. A chaotic flame mark ignited on the withered golden leaf. Starting from Lu Mingfei's right palm, it spread to the throne and burned everything around it. The tongue of fire rose up along the earth.

The moment when the golden tree is completely ignited and burns fiercely.

His whole body was replaced by flames, as if he was self-immolating. Lu Mingfei stood up from the throne. The huge dragon wings opened the membrane, ferocious and solemn, as if embracing the whole world.

Cities, mountains, white snakes, frenzy, heaven and earth, the world, everything is wrapped in the flames of chaos, ushering in the epic chapter of destruction.

The whole audience watched this scene in silence until the cave was destroyed and the game ended. No one even cared about the situation of other contestants.

When Lu Mingfei emerged from the ring, he cut open the pad of his index finger with lust, and a drop of golden blood flew into the mouth of the dying snake, which was covered in charred black. Then he glanced over the faces of the onlookers, He walked in front of a red-haired woman in a witch costume and stared coldly at the noble young man who was chatting with her just now.

"If this wasn't Zhutian City, I would kill all nine of your clans."

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The noble man ran away in despair.

Hui Liyi looked at Lu Mingfei, who was holding her hand and leaving quickly, and smiled happily: "Hui Liyi will not run away."

"It hurts so much to cut my fingers," Lu Mingfei said reluctantly, "I can't continue acting anymore."

"Then it won't hurt if I blow it on you."

Shang Yueren was confused. If he hadn't seen Lu Mingfei leading a red-haired girl in a witch costume away, he would have thought that this Lu Mingfei was the other Lu Mingfei.

Did you watch the fake dragon clan before?

The Dragon Clan only came out in the fourth part when I didn’t travel through time.

Could it be that this is Lu Mingfei from the finale, and he also saved Eriki Uesugi?

What the hell does he call me, the Black King Nidhogg? !

"Donor, could you please give way?"

Shang Yue looked back and saw that the monk who had been in the limelight recently, whether it was Tang San Burial or Tang San Zang, was looking at him with a smile, his tone was kind, and the nine-ringed tin staff in his hand made a jingle with his steps.

"Of course, Master, please." Shang Yue was polite.

"Donor Shang, wounds from wounds are easy to heal, bad words are hard to get rid of. It doesn't matter what you think in your heart. In public, be careful of disaster coming from your mouth."

Su Lin smiled slightly and raised his fingers to make a silent gesture: "In reality, it is better not to retain stereotypes about others."

"Thank you, Master, for your teaching." Shang Yue nodded, but didn't take it too seriously.

Some guests in modern clothes nearby talked about the King of Elden, the Ring of Magic, and the controversy over epilepsy, which attracted Shang Yue's attention.

He was about to step forward and exchange a few words.

"Let me go! Let your big-stomach knight king and twin-tailed goddess accompany you! I don't want to participate in any competition with you!"

"Stop making trouble, Ilia. It's rare for me not to go to work today."

The girl's squealing and the boy's excited voice mixed with the noise from not far away. Following Tang Sanzang was Shirou Emiya, the Fuyuki bulldozer whom Shang Yue had seen before.

"I'm not going, I'm not going, I'm not going! Shirou, let me go and go spend time with your wives!!!"

Illya was held on the shoulder by Emiya Shirou, and her calf struggled to kick him on the back shoulder.

Naturally, Emiya Shirou didn't care about this little strength and said to himself:

"Today's sword discussion in the Kendo Exchange Competition is about the sentimental and ruthless kendo. The sentimental kendo side believes that feelings are also an important part, so I want to bring a Taoist partner to participate. If I don't have Illya to accompany me, how can I participate?"

"Since this is the case, I really can't do anything to you." Illya lowered her head shyly: "Who told you that I am the only Taoist companion you have?"

Sword cultivators are a bit strange in the entire Zhutian City. Basically, they are like black magicians among magicians. They are always independent, especially after the number of sword cultivators has increased.

Even if there is no exchange competition held by Yinglong Tower, these sword cultivators are still holding sword exchanges every 24 hours of the year.

The affectionate sword and the ruthless sword are also a classic topic. To outsiders, it seems that these sword cultivators are just looking for an excuse to discuss swords.

Shang Yue knows all this information, but.

Dao Couple Group? ? ?

No, what route are you taking? !

That's your half-sister! ! !

Shang Yue was speechless for a moment, and even the modern guests who were still discussing the Elden Ring just now were stunned. They hurriedly followed and followed Shirou Emiya to the sword division of the Zhutian Exchange Competition.

This is in the middle area between martial arts and immortals, which is also in line with the inclusive concept of the sword path that does not ask about the origin and does not ask about immortals and mortals.

"Those who think that the sword path has feelings, go this way, those whose names are read, go inside, no one will be waiting after the time is up."

"Chen Changsheng, Xu Yourong."

A woman with a white veil and a handsome man walked in.

"Li Xiaoyao, Zhao Linger."

"Here, wait a minute!"

A slightly frivolous young man pulled a pure and lovely girl in.

"Where is your Taoist partner?"

"I am Lin Xue Ya."

"Wait! I'm going to the side of the ruthless sword path!"

A sloppy man pushed away the unremarkable white-haired young man in brocade clothes next to him, and walked to the other side as if he couldn't bear it anymore.

"I always feel that I have sold this Zhutian City at a loss." Su Lin stood on the side of Wuqing Sword Dao with a pistol, grinning and exclaiming: "This place is full of talents."

"This young man." The manager glanced at the gun in Su Lin's hand and said: "The supernatural power and gun skills exchange competition is on the other side, and this side is the sword exchange competition."

"I know, I used to be a man called a sword saint." Su Lin raised his pistol and fired a shot into the sky under the gaze of the surrounding swordsmen, sword cultivators and sword immortals: "But times have changed."

The cold light sprayed out from the muzzle, slashing a sword beam of tens of thousands of meters in the sky.

"Please enter, next, Ye Gucheng."

The unusual movement here quickly attracted many people to come. After all, the swordsmanship between sword cultivators usually shows real moves under their hands. In simple terms, you can see rivers of blood.

Ye Gucheng stepped forward and said, "I don't understand your sword. May I ask if it has a name?"

It's right that you don't understand. The sword energy and sword meaning are all from others. Many true interpretations of the sword art come from the lifelong insights of those soul fragments of Caruso. Su Lin is only responsible for compressing these things and pushing them into the bullet.

"This move is called all living beings, the sword of all living beings." Su Lin said seriously.

"No wonder. All living beings are in various forms." Ye Gucheng seemed to have realized something, walked to the side and held the sword in contemplation.

[Please prepare for both parties. This exchange competition is a battle of kendo concepts. One side will not be considered a winner until it is completely defeated by the other side. ]

The sky and the earth changed, the night fell, and fine snowflakes were floating in the sky.

On the endless snowfield, the moonlight shone through the gaps in the clouds, sprinkled on the snow, reflecting a faint silver light.

A samurai wearing a bamboo hat came out: "Yagyu Tajima, please teach me."

"Swordsmanship, sword intention, sword heart, swordsman only need to be honest with the sword, not with people, so the sword is ruthless." A swordsman in plain clothes carrying a erhu came out, "I am Wuming."

At this time, Su Lin winked at Shirou Emiya on the opposite side.

Shirou Emiya avoided his eyes, but when he saw the message in the chat group, he suddenly felt a little scalp tingling.

Su Lin: "Show your power, show your power quickly, you are the only one who failed to meet the target this month!"

Ye Fan: "The Emperor of Han has a big order here! x-on:Shirou Emiya, GKD, come back to work overtime!"

Su Lin: "What overtime? I haven't even completed my target here!"

Ye Fan: "Do you know how rich Liu Xie is!?"

Su Lin: "Then I will have to drive the Emiya Unit-01 to make a quick decision, just like I did before, but this time I won't use any props, so I'll have to ask you to open the skull and let me operate it. x-on:Shirou Emiya."

Ye Fan: "Don't forget to give out Chamber of Commerce business cards to potential customers around you."

"." Shirou Emiya took a step forward with Illya on his back and said, "Everyone here, come on together, I'm in a hurry."

"Oh?" Shang Buhuan touched the tip of his nose, showing an interested look.

As soon as these words came out, the few people who were still intoxicated by Su Lin's sword just now came back to their senses. Among them were immortals who practiced swordsmanship, and even the practitioners of the swordsmanship of love showed surprised expressions.

But soon, they knew the source of Shirou Emiya's confidence.

"Illya, the soul materialization and magic supply are left to you."

"When asking someone for something, you should be polite. I can't hear~"

In the face of the girl's deliberate words, Shirou Emiya turned his head and pecked the other person's lips lightly.

"Please."

"Okay"

After receiving the answer as thin as a mosquito's chirp, Shirou Emiya concentrated his energy and closed his eyes to calm his mind.

The leaping flames turned into an endless horizon to open up the road ahead. The sword vision in the wheel sea mixed with the inherent barrier to form an extremely real sword world.

He carried the sword on his back, soared into the air, stood in the air, raised his hand as if holding up the bright moon, and while the secret of the word "bing" was activated, the magnificent torrent of swords covered the ten directions of the world.

The ruthless swordsman suppressed the blade in his hand, and could actually sense a terrible appeal that was about to call his own sword into the sea of ​​swords.

"Sir, I recognize your strength." Yagyu Tajima said: "But this has nothing to do with the sword of affection, right?"

"No, it is related."

Emiya Shirou's eyes swept across the weapons in their hands, and instantly analyzed the historical years in them: "Leave it to you, Illya."

As soon as the voice fell, the vast soul power emerged from the projected weapons, and outlined and fixed in the air into the same shape as its owner.

It is not a person's soul, but a replica of its sword and martial arts that is materialized through the soul, and has the complete swordsmanship of its owner!

"I can't do this alone, so this is the sword of affection." Emiya Shirou said with a smile.