I really became a king.

Chapter 47: I am enough for the battle of Longmen
The gate of Prince Duan's Mansion, which had been closed for a month, was finally opened, because today was the date when the Dragon Gate Tournament would be opened.

Jiang Yi walked out of the gate, holding the seventh brother's hand, followed by brothers Jiang Zhongshan, Jiang Zhongchi and all seven sons of Prince Duan.

Behind the seven brothers, no one followed except Fulong.

Ever since Jiang Yi left the backyard and knocked on the palace gate a month ago, there has been no crying in the entire Prince Duan's Mansion, including the seventh prince's biological mother.

Silently watching the little figure held by Jiang Yi's hand, the other party stood inside the door, covering his mouth with both hands, trying not to cry out. Just like what his young son said, crying at this time would only make people laugh at him.

"You must come back!"

Mo Li looked at the figure gradually going away and felt extremely upset. She originally wanted to follow, but was rejected. This time there was no wiggle room.

After Mo Li turned and left, Duo Luo ordered people to close the door again, and the entire Prince Duan's Mansion fell into isolated silence again.

"It seems that the rumors are not credible!"

Looking at the seven people with calm expressions, many onlookers sighed inwardly, including the youngest son who was only six or seven years old, who all looked calm and composed. It can be seen how ridiculous the rumor that Prince Duan has seven sons is.

Although they had experienced the shock of the Real Fire Bridge and knocking on the palace gate, most people still did not have a good impression of Prince Duan's Mansion. With a pack of wolves all around, it was not easy to break out of the encirclement.

It is precisely because of this sympathetic mentality that all the onlookers were silent. Faced with a situation where they were sure to die, they remained calm and composed. This calmness has always been admirable.

Longmen Arena, located in the southern city of Dali Imperial Capital, was originally a Colosseum built underground in the shape of a huge funnel. Since the first Longmen Arena was held here, it has become a dedicated venue.

Although it has been sealed for thousands of years, it does not look dilapidated. Instead, it gives people a sense of ancient majesty.

At this time, the venue that could accommodate more than 100,000 people was already full, and the originally noisy scene suddenly became quiet.

Jiang Yi and his group of seven came in, and hundreds of thousands of eyes were staring at them.

Jiang Yi held Lao Qi's hand and tightened it gently, and Lao Qi, who was a little nervous because of being watched by hundreds of thousands of people, calmed down.

Behind him, the boss Jiang Zhongshan stood there with a body as big as a mountain, expressionless on his face, but his eyes were fixed in one direction, where the challengers gathered.

The second oldest, Jiang Zhongchi, had his head held high and his chest puffed out. Being the center of attention of hundreds of thousands of people was exactly what he normally desired but could never get, and he seemed to enjoy this feeling very much.

The third child, Jiang Zhongshu, had a chubby body and a smiling face. He held a half-rolled book in his right hand and tapped his left palm lightly.

The fourth brother, Jiang Zhongyin, still had a silent and aloof expression on his face. He ignored hundreds of thousands of gazes, his eyes were empty, and he seemed to be thinking about something in his mind.

The fifth brother, Jiang Zhongren, looked a little pale and tried hard to stand straight.

The saying that Prince Duan has seven sons is not made out of thin air. From the perspective of personal cultivation, the seven brothers are not amazing. The best is the eldest brother Jiang Zhongshan, who is in his thirties and in the middle stage of the fourth realm. He can only be considered mid-level in this age group.

Jiang Yi, the prince of Prince Duan, had just entered the third realm of cultivation two years ago. At the age of nineteen, he was only considered above average among the direct royal family.

As for the rest, they are even worse. The fourth one, Jiang Zhongyin, simply stopped practicing martial arts.

In terms of personality, the eldest is dull and brainless, the second is ambitious but incompetent, the third is a sycophant, the fourth is aloof and unsociable, and the fifth is timid...

The only prince who can still be presentable, Jiang Yi, is tyrannical and domineering.

No one can inherit Prince Duan Jiang Lie's talent in martial arts and strong character, but now it seems that the rumor that Prince Duan has seven sons is about to disappear completely.

Jiang Yi looked around, and all who were supposed to come had come, even those who were not supposed to come had come. He even saw a familiar face, the white-bearded old man who had escorted Princess Duan Mu Xiruo out of the imperial capital...

"Is Prince Yi still at the third level of martial arts?" Many people have noticed Jiang Yi's cultivation, but the third level is indeed not good enough. At his age of nineteen, those with outstanding talents have even entered the fourth level of martial arts, and there are probably quite a few challengers at the fourth level today.

"I don't know. Maybe he used some secret method to hide his true abilities?"

If he really only had the third level of Stream Realm cultivation, then he would be dead. Considering the feats of the True Fire Bridge and knocking on the palace gate, almost everyone concluded that Jiang Yi was hiding his cultivation.

It must not be that easy for you to overpower your brothers and secure the position of the crown prince at such a young age.

"Who do you think will go on stage first?" someone asked.

"It definitely won't be Jiang Yi, he should be the last to appear..."

"The first ones to appear should be the third and fifth brothers..."

"Or maybe the second one..."

This is the inference of most people. Those who appear first can only be cannon fodder, and the finale will naturally be the last to appear.

This will also be the cruelest scene today, letting one's own brothers be cannon fodder. Even if one wins in the end, it will be achieved by stepping on the corpses of his own brothers.

"Ugh……"

Prince Yi Jiang Mo, Prince Rui Jiang Li, Jiang Hai, and several princes who came back specially, all had the same idea. Although it was cruel, it was the safest way, but it was inevitable that they felt a little sad and angry.

Even if I win today, I will probably bear a stain that I will never be able to wash away.

Several close princes and nobles looked at each other, and a feeling of grief arose in their hearts.

The other party's hands are stretching further and further, and if the emperor remains silent, what happens to Prince Duan's Mansion today may be a reflection of their future.

"Second brother, second brother, you attracted a pack of wolves to kill your own blood relatives, and you are so sure that you will get the fruits of victory in the end?"

"I'm just afraid that in the end, it will be given to outsiders for nothing."

Several princes and nobles turned their eyes to another area of ​​the Colosseum, where Prince Zhong, Jiang Se, was the leader. He was surrounded by many direct royal family members and royal branches, chatting and laughing, and seemed to be giving orders.

Facing the gazes of several brothers, he didn't care at all. Who could pick his peaches? Even if a branch of the royal family won in the end, would they dare to pick peaches? How could a rootless person withstand the pressure of Queen Dali?

During this month, countless arena qualifiers in the Dali Dynasty were organized by the Queen Mother. To be able to enter the Longmen Arena, one must not only be strong, but most importantly, be obedient.

"Dong dong dong..."

The sound of war drums rang out, and the Longmen Challenge officially began. All those who came on stage had implicitly signed a life and death agreement. Life and death are determined by fate!
Jiang Yi smiled at Lao Qi who was holding his hand tightly, and then stepped onto the stage.

Seeing that Jiang Yi was the first to appear, the tens of thousands of people at the scene made a buzzing sound. No one expected that the first person to appear would be the Prince of Duan.

He didn't let a few brothers be cannon fodder first!

"Well, there's actually no difference..." Most people are not optimistic about Prince Duan's Mansion, so it doesn't really matter who appears first.

But there is no doubt that the one who appears last has a greater chance of survival. Maybe the Emperor or Empress of Dali couldn't bear to see that Prince Duan's lineage would be extinct, so they intervened out of softness.

But Jiang Yi doesn’t need it. He is enough for today’s battle at Longmen!

(End of this chapter)