Arad's unruly savior

Chapter 566 Your name and place of origin, a little strength?

When the sound of a piano is over, the lingering sound seems to last for three days.

Although the playing time is only a few minutes, the amazing music seems to be a baptism for the ears, and the beautiful and refined Alice complements the music.

The eyes of many Xuzu women on the scene are already bright. Alice's dress in the slit dress just now seems conservative and reserved, but it can inadvertently show a touch of whiteness on the calf, which is alluring.

Seemingly pure and holy angel, there is a hint of charming devil in his heart.

Moreover, the teacher of King Aska, the talented rookie girl Nuoyu among the nobles, seemed to be dressed in similar clothes.

Worthy of being a diplomatic envoy, you are at the forefront of fashion!
Inadvertently, Alice led a fashion model of the ancestors.

In the middle of the arena, a man with a strong physique and a loud voice was announcing the rules of the Azure Dragon Conference, and his resolute face could not hide his joy.

Ye Lin just glanced there, lost interest, shook his head and sighed: "It should be hosted by a beautiful woman, and then miniskirts, tube tops, for example, let Nuo Yu come."

"I can't, I can't wear that kind of clothes." Nuo Yu, who was watching the ring from the side door of the fighting arena, pursed his lips reservedly, and said gracefully: "The scene needs to mobilize a lively atmosphere, and I can't do it."

"Moreover, this is the most magnificent ceremony of our ancestors since the country was closed. I didn't expect the performance effect of the bard Alice to be so good."

Only that wonderful musical instrument, Marilette, can perfectly mobilize everyone's emotions, as if pulling the soul back hundreds of years ago, along the way, there are ups and downs and hardships, but also glory.

"Since the opening ceremony was so successful, Miss Nuoyu, would you be honored to invite you to watch the moon and taste wine tonight, and have a celebration dinner?"

Ye Lin was aggressive and shameless, grabbed Nuo Yu's white jade hand, pulled a knuckle politely, and invited with a smile.

"Brave adventurer, tonight is busy and there is no time gap, maybe tomorrow night? I invite you to raise your glass and invite a bright moon."

In a happy mood, Nuo Yu was also a little naughty.

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The host on the ring stage was just like Xu Zuren's clean and tidy personality. After briefly introducing the prizes of the Azure Dragon Conference, he announced that the competition would start immediately.

This is not just a competition for the championship title, everyone who shows their strength in the ring may be favored by the judges watching the competition.

In addition to the coveted title of "Royal Guard", if there are outstanding performers, they may also be recruited by some hidden martial arts masters in person.

In short, everyone who steps into the Azure Dragon Conference will have the opportunity to obtain a broader prospect and show their own demeanor.

"In the first match, Yang Ming and Yan Nanfei... these two strong men, that's amazing..."

The host was still introducing enthusiastically, while Ye Lin took out a green dragon jade card from his pocket, which Aska gave him that night, saying it was the referee's seat, and asked him to take a look.

Because of the unprecedented level of attention of the Qinglong Conference, each competition is limited to two people, and they will compete on the largest arena in the center. The front seats of the surrounding stands are the referees and judges.

Yelin glanced at the seats for the general audience. There was a corner where Toaska got some seats that were near the front and protected by a canopy. Mai Lu and the others wanted to watch the game here.

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"Hello, the contestant's competition area is over there, and here is a special guest."

A soldier stretched out his hand to block his way. The more people came, the more difficult it was to maintain order. They all tightened every string to be vigilant.

But fortunately, the Assistant Minister personally promised that there would be a bonus if he survived these few days.

"Oh, hello, I should be right."

Ye Lin smiled, and took out the Dragon Pattern Jade Plaque to show to the other party. The other party followed the rules, and he just cooperated.

"Uh, this... please come in."

The guards looked dazed and surprised when they saw this. The judges who were watching the game were either respected elders or unworldly powerhouses who lived in seclusion in the mountains.

For example, Mr. Shikigami Guangyun, Master Nianqi Fengzhen, the famous Qijinshan fighter Bosi, etc., each of them is called by his name, and he is not young.

In other words, he is too young to be strong.

After Ye Lin left, the guard and his companion looked at each other and shook their heads slightly to signal silence.

Jade badges are difficult to fake, and besides, the judges' seats are only worth it.

If it is true or false, in the eyes of those masters, there will always be a show.

The built awning has a row of exquisite seats inside, and there are all kinds of melons, fruits and teas on it.

Ye Lin looked around and found only one vacant seat. After all, it was an extremely grand event for Xu Zu. No one wanted to miss this shocking scene, and everyone who could come came.

I heard that even Feng Zhen, who had been hiding from his mother all this time, came back quietly.

When he found a place, he sat comfortably, but an old man with white beard and hair beside him looked suspiciously sideways and wondered if he had gone to the wrong place.

However, the intense skill competition in the arena drew back the eyes of the old man, and he showed approval and commented:
"Yang Ming has reached middle age, and his marksmanship has become more and more proficient. Between wide opening and closing, he is thick but fine. Even if Yan Nanfei's dagger and throwing knife are as exquisite as poisonous snakes, they can't help him for a while."

A familiar judge nodded in agreement: "That's true, the spear is the king of a hundred soldiers, it can command thousands of troops and kill all directions!"

"Not quite."

Someone raised an objection and shook his head with his beard: "Although Yan Nanfei's strength is inferior, his body skills are exquisite, his offensive is like rain, and he is good at using two swords. If Yang Ming has a weak point, he will be washed away by the rainstorm! And... ...I have heard that there is a person named Yan Beifei in the notorious Ziwu group?"

"Hey, so what if we are brothers, everyone has their own ambitions, so we shouldn't generalize."

"It makes sense."

Ye Lin stared at the fierce battle in the arena for a while, he saw that both of them were strong fighters, fighting inseparably, evenly matched.

"That man's marksmanship is good, but he seems to be worse than the magic gunman."

He just said casually that when he was on the Milan Plain, he had seen a few warriors, all of whom were bursting with fighting spirit, fighting to survive.

Although Yang Ming's marksmanship is good, it lacks a bit of battlefield murderousness. It is a blunt spear that has not been quenched.

"Magic gunner? Little brother, what are you talking about? A gun with magic power attached?"

But I didn't expect that the old man next to me could hear him whispering to himself.

"Uh, no no, that's a professional who makes a living by fighting."

The other party was an elder in age, and Ye Lin hurriedly raised his hand to salute, and explained: "In the distant Delos Empire, people would use the method of raising Gu from childhood to select martial arts talents, and after many bloody selections, a group of unique guns were born. The man named Magic Gunner."

He didn't deliberately lower his voice, causing the old men around him to cast strange glances, not only marveling at how he was sitting here at such a young age, but also expressing their puzzlement to the Magic Gunner.

They have lived in seclusion for too long, and they don't know this kind of occupation at all!
But in the brutal Delos Empire, the bloody selection method made all the old men slightly pale.

"Hmph, a puppet under pressure cannot become a climate." Some people disdain this.

"Little brother, what's so strange about such a bloody selection, Magic Gunner?"

The old man around him thought a little more. Since the Magic Gunner exists in the empire, there must be merits.

"Their fighting spirit is soaring, but one person can block a hundred, and the people who are hit by the magic gun are almost impossible to cure. Among them, the peak powerhouse has the power to destroy mountains and mountains."

Ye Lin didn't explain the weirdness of some magic guns, and the simple and clear expression of attack power was more intuitive.

"Since you said that, have you seen it?" A middle-aged man frowned slightly, and said in a big tone.

"I have seen."

He was telling the truth. At the Milan Plain, a conqueror stormed out of the city. If the Cry of the Holy One hadn't been flying high, it might have been in danger of crashing.

"Hehe, my little friend would venture to ask, what is your name and place of origin? How strong is it?"

Some people think that he is bragging. He has such a terrifying power that even the people present may not be able to escape in time.

Destroy the mountain and break the mountain. Instead, thanks to the favor of the dragon, the twin giants guarding the moon mountain, it is estimated that only the Kowloon master can win.

"I'm from Belmar, an adventurer, Yelin, what about my strength..."

oh! ...

ooh...

clap clap...

All kinds of strange cheers interrupted the somewhat awkward atmosphere in the seats. The first round of the arena had already been compared. Yan Nanfei was a little better by charging forward, but his body was also injured by the spear.

After receiving medical treatment, he will continue the next round of competition the day after tomorrow.

As for Ye Lin's self-reported name just now, none of the masters next to him knew about it. Regarding strength, they believed that top professionals were geniuses, and awakened ones were one in a million.

As for being in the same realm as Emperor Nian, they didn't even think about it.

"Then how many are they?"

The old man with a relatively peaceful manner around him asked urgently, but he also "kindly" avoided the question of his strength, so as not to embarrass him.

Assuming that the attack power of the magic gunman is true, the Delos Empire has mastered a terrifying force.

The Suzaku Gate is not far away. It once sniped the Delos army. Perhaps the soil under their feet may still be buried with the bones of the Delos people.

Have to guard against, more careful is always right.

"There are a lot of people who can be as good as a hundred, but there are very few peak powerhouses."

(End of this chapter)