Dragon King Hall

Chapter 2023 Tianjiao Zhao Ji
Zhao Ji looked at the woman in red, but didn't make a sound.

In just three days, Yuanling City was completely packed.

Henry Zhang saw many familiar figures in this Yuanling City, Emperor Yun, Marquis Xia, and Lord Saint and others.

At the beginning, these people were ordered by the Hong Clan, and now they are very polite when they see Henry Zhang. Everyone understands that Henry Zhang is of great significance to the Hong Clan. Cause and effect, with the Hong family, no one can touch Henry Zhang. For such a special existence, everyone thinks that they are naturally good friends.

As for Sheng Nalan, what the princess of the holy dynasty did at the beginning also had the shadow of the Hong family in it. This time she saw Henry Zhang again, and her performance was much normal. A bit shy and shy.

Today, it was Yuanling City's time to summon everyone, and dense crowds gathered in front of Yuanling City.

With the sound of "Original Spirit City Lord" resounding throughout the imperial capitals a few days ago, everyone understands that Yuanling City will definitely return strongly this time.

In front of the black and white City Lord's Mansion, there is a covered bridge about 20 meters long. The covered bridge is very wide and can accommodate more than [-] people to pass side by side.

At this time, at the end of the covered bridge, a red-robed woman stood there. A powerful aura spread from her body. Enough to get stressed out.

"Everyone."

The woman spoke, and her voice carried a strong penetrating power, which clearly reached everyone's ears.

"I, Yuanling City, have proclaimed myself for more than [-] years to suppress the evil spirits. Now, the evil spirits have been eliminated. From today, Yuanling City will recruit more disciples!"

As soon as Yuan Lingcheng recruited disciples, there were many exclamations among the crowd. Although they had guessed before coming, Yuan Lingcheng's sudden comeback was to compete with the Hongzu.

The sages of the Hong Clan came out and suppressed Yuanling City, but the saints disappeared for too long to keep the Hong Clan prosperous forever.

Now, Yuanling City is going to compete for the position of supremacy, but among the Hong Clan, the blood of the saints has awakened!
These two great powers are competing, even the Dynasty can only watch from the sidelines, unable to participate, and does not have the strength to participate.

Yuanling City, inside the city lord's mansion.

Zhao Ji looked at the seat in the middle of the hall in front of him, took a deep breath, many memories flooded into Zhao Ji's mind, those memories were completely sealed up since the day he went to the land of the ancestors.

"Zhao Ji of Yuanling City, four years old, awakened blood!"

A roar resounded through the entire Yuanling City. At that moment, the entire Yuanling City boiled.

The four-year-old's blood has awakened, and the sky is a genius.

As far as bloodline inheritance is concerned, the bloodline represents whether it is strong or not, and represents a person's potential. Generally speaking, awakening the bloodline at the age of 16 is enough for a genius, and that year, the four-year-old Zhao Ji became the leader of the entire Yuan Dynasty. The pride of Lingcheng.

Yuanling City, as the former overlord of this world, has never been shaken by its supremacy.

Until the sage of the Hong clan appeared, he attracted peerless merit and virtue, and marked down the great thousand worlds, overwhelming Yuanling City.

In the era when saints existed, no force could compete with the Hong Clan.

But even a saint cannot be immortal. After endless years, the saint of the Hong clan fell, and the Hong clan called him reincarnation.

But no matter whether it is fallen or reincarnated, there is no saint among the great clan.

After the Hong Clan became invincible, Yuanling City, which had been suppressed for a long time, began to fight back.

The Hong Clan and Yuanling City were calm on the surface, but in the dark it was already turbulent, and they had fought secretly many times.

But the Hong clan has the blessings of sages, and is even more shrouded in merit and virtue. They are a clan favored by fate.

Compared with the Hongzu, Yuanling City is much more miserable. The blessings of this world are all shrouded in the Hongzu, and Yuanling City cannot compete for it at all. As a result, Yu Yuanling City has never been able to compete with the Hongzu.

As time passed, the blessings left by the saints of the Hong clan became less and less, and the power of merit that enveloped Hongshan gradually dissipated, and the saints of the Hong clan awakened to reincarnate many times, but none of them succeeded. City sees hope, because in these years, the gap between Yuanling City and the Hong Clan has become smaller and smaller.

And the birth of the peerless genius who awakened his blood at the age of four made the people of Yuanling City think that the way of heaven had already favored Yuanling City.

There are no saints of the Hong clan, and the Xuanhuang bloodline is thin. On the contrary, the son of the Yuanling City Master, who awakened the bloodline at the age of four, can be described as a monster among geniuses. Once cultivated, it will become a sharp weapon.

In the main hall of Yuanling City, Zhao Ji withdrew his thoughts and walked slowly to the seat. He stretched out his hand and gently stroked the handle on the seat. There were many traces left by the years.

"In order to sit in this position, in order to live up to your expectations, I started practicing swords when I was four years old."

Zhao Ji sighed, and the figure of his father appeared in front of his eyes.

"Ji'er, don't be lazy, ten hours? Only practiced for ten hours today? It's not enough!"

There was an irresistible scolding in that voice.

For a four-year-old child, practicing swords for ten hours a day is far from enough. Zhao Ji's father's request is to start from fifteen hours!

This is a peerless genius, a peerless evildoer, and the hope that Yuanling City will return to its peak. Everyone has high hopes for this tiny four-year-old figure.

Under such super-intensive training, the talent shown by the four-year-old Zhao Ji did not disappoint.

At the age of five, his blood was burning, and a sword could break a boulder. This was just something a five-year-old child did. At that time, Zhao Ji had already reached the realm of Shenqiao.

When I was six years old, I was about to step into the other shore.

At the age of seven, on the other side.

Ten years old, the other side is Dzogchen.

At the age of 12, stepping into the cloud, attracting strange powers!
How many 12-year-old Poyunjing are there in this world?

From the age of four to 12, in the past eight years, Zhao Ji has never felt what childhood is, and what is fatherly love. All he feels is his father's sternness and the long sword in his hand.

Zhao Ji still remembers what his father said the day he stepped into the cloud.

"Ji'er, from today onwards, you will not be able to learn anything in the city. You have to travel all over the world and challenge the strongest in the world!"

A 12-year-old boy wants to challenge the strongest in the world, but in Yuanling City, no one thinks this is a joke, and no one thinks it is impossible, because the enchanting Zhao Ji always gives people full confidence.

"This name, thinking about it now, is really embarrassing." Zhao Ji withdrew his hand on the seat, curled his lips, "If that fat man knows, he has to laugh at me, not only him, Henry Zhang will also laugh. "

Zhao Ji paced and walked to the back of the main hall. Behind that stood a rusty sword, which was exactly the weapon used by the 12-year-old boy to challenge the world's strongest.

(End of this chapter)