Si Rong of the world

Under the scorching sun, under the gaze of the Golden Crow Phantom, after eight rounds of fierce fighting, the chip selection ceremony is coming to an end.

The temple square forms a circular stepped enclosure with the martial arts platform as the center. The coats of arms and banners of the twelve tribes are arranged in a circular arrangement on the top of the steps of the temple square, and the Yanhuang flag of the dragon and phoenix totem stands on the high platform of the main hall.

The Martial Arts Platform is in a straight line with the high platform of the main hall, and there are hundreds of steps. From the high platform of the main hall to the lower part of the martial arts platform, it can be said to be clear at a glance.

Baidi Shaohao and Qianhuang are sitting on the luxurious mat in front of the totem.

Other members of the tribes staggered at will, or sat or stood on the steps of the grandstand below the banner, cheering for the youngsters who were competing.

"The final battle for raising funds, starts now!"

Under Wu Li's order to start the battle, the two teenagers jumped onto the martial arts platform almost at the same time.

"Shushan Cancong, please give me your advice." The young man was wearing a cyan battle robe, with a vertical eye tattoo on his forehead, and a long staff in his hand.

Zongmu tattoo, which is the symbol of Shushan clan.

The Shushan clan's eyesight is a gift from God, and the abilities obtained by the owners are also different. However, this young man named Cancong has not yet shown his ability, but he is already the head of the young patriarch of Shushan.

In his previous battles, he had never met three times with his opponents.

Chong Qiu licked his little tiger teeth, very excited, Zhi Wu Li responded.

"Lieshan Chongqiu, please give me more advice."

After the words fell, Chong Qiu's right foot bounced off the ground vigorously, and rushed towards the silkworm cluster at an extremely fast speed mixed with the aura of flames.

Cancong immediately held his staff in both hands, and a transparent shield appeared one foot away from it. He only heard a "boom", and the tip of Danxiao's spear hit the shield, and the white flame burned rapidly from the point directly in front of the shield. , covering almost half of the shield, the group behind the Silkworm Cong could even feel the heat slightly.

However, the shield was still not broken.

Cancong looked directly at the young man behind the Danxiao Spear, and said with a slight smile, "The flames of Lieshan are really extraordinary."

"To each other." Chong Qiu accepted with a smile, but thought to himself, this guy is really powerful.

"Your attack can't break through my defense, next, it's up to me."

In an instant, vines sprang up from nowhere from all directions, aiming at Chongqiu.

Chong Qiu raised his head, waved Dan Xiao to cut off the vines that were about to wrap around him, and then lowered his waist to flip into the air and landed not far away.

There were cheers from all directions, "Good!"

"With this skill, they are the future of the Xuanyuan Department."

"His Highness Chongqiu is indeed worthy of being an emperor's son!"

"Prince Cancong, come on!"

In the first meeting, the two sides tried equally well.

On the high platform, Shaohao turned his head slightly and said, "Huang, it seems that Xiaoqiu is very motivated today."

"Uncle, it depends on whether Qiu can win the contest."

Gan Huang said, "The young man from the Shushan family, the great witch led his way, and stated that he is the son of the forest, and Sifang Tianmu's subordinates may be friends of this son."

The words of the great witch leading the way are all recorded in the Palace of Gods and Kings, and only high-ranking witches and those who are favored by the emperor can know a little bit.

Most of the words of guidance are prophecy in nature, obscure and difficult to understand, but part of the interpretation of the great witch can be used as a reference to plan the direction for the descendants of the human race.

"I can really feel the majestic vitality of the child Cancong. The Shushan clan is destined to prosper."

Shaohao said, "From this point of view, Xiaoqiu's fire is not enough, the flames of Lieshan are more than just hot."

"Uncle, you also know Qiu's nature. Even if that guy knows the principle of combining hardness and softness, he will give in to his sharpness."

"Sharpness." Shaohao sighed softly, "Sharpness is certainly sharpness, but if it is too much, it is reckless."

"Frustration is needed after all, the path of the human race is not a straight path." Shaohao pressed his forehead and coughed uncontrollably.

"Uncle, your body..." Ganhuang was about to stand up, but was stopped by Shaohao.

"Keep watching, you can't act rashly when the day is chosen, my successor." Shaohao's face became paler and paler against the background of the white clothes, but Xuanyuan's king still smiled gently and powerfully, just like in the past Stand at the top of the tribe and accept the salute of the people.

"Yes, uncle."

The competition below has also entered a heated stage.

Silkworm clusters stand on top of tall jungle trees, and the Yanwu Terrace is now a battleground between jungle and flames.

Chongqiu kept waving Danxiao, and wherever the sharp blade went, raging flames ignited, turning the surrounding vegetation into ashes.

But after the ashes, more lush vegetation coiled up, and the burnt gray deposits became green supplies instead.

"Huh...huh..." Chongqiu leaned on the gun and panted heavily, his spiritual energy was consumed too much.

Damn it, it will go on endlessly, where is that Zongmu kid?

The jungle obscures Chongqiu's aura perception, and there are trees everywhere as far as the eyes can see, just like being in the Chidori Forest.

Tsk, it would be great if it was Chidori Forest. Chidori Sen is the place where Shaohao taught the three brothers how to blend naturally in his spare time, but generally speaking, it was Shaohao who taught Qianhuang to clear his heart, and he Well, Chong Mang taught me to sit quietly and clarify my mind.

Suddenly a flash of inspiration, yes, Chidori Mori.

Chongqiu immediately pointed his spear at the ground, drew a circle with himself as the center radius, and the white flames ignited to form a fire wall to prevent the vines from approaching. Then he sat cross-legged, with his heart upward, and sat quietly to feel the direction of the spiritual energy flow.

Shaohao said: "It can be regarded as calm down."

Gan Huang echoed, "Only when fighting does Qiu know how to deal with it. He was born for fighting."

Shaohao nodded his head in agreement, thinking that after Qianhuang succeeds to the throne in the future, Chongmang will be the great witch and Chongqiu will be the military commander.With the concerted efforts of the three, Xuanyuan's alliance will surely become more consolidated and prosperous.

Not only Shaohao thought about it, but Qianhuang also thought about the future of the alliance, but he didn't want that day to come too soon.

"Huang, don't worry." Shaohao watched the battle below and said, "Death is nothing but a new beginning, this is the destiny of the human race."

"...I understand, Uncle."

"Okay, it's almost time to announce the winner, Huang, do you need to stretch your muscles?"

"No need." Gan Huang stood up and walked down the steps slowly. It was where the Golden Crow Phantom was, and it was probably located on a platform halfway up the steps of the Yanwu Stage.

Only a few sounds of "Zheng" and "Zheng" were heard in the mid-air of the martial arts stage, two figures fell down and hit the stage, billowing dust and smoke, and the lush forest disappeared in a few breaths.

Outside the arena, everyone's discussions also rang out one after another.

"Who Wins"

"Oh, I don't know, I can't see clearly since the silkworms have covered the jungle."

"Big brother, haven't you bought Yanshi's aura mirror..."

"With a lot of cash, the aura mirror of the Yanshi clan can see images of living beings. The cost is high, and I really can't afford it."

"Hey, so who the hell wins?"

"Wait a little longer, look, Master Wu Li is going up."

Wu Shan, dressed in a hooded white robe, appeared in the center of the martial arts stage, and he would judge the outcome.

According to the regulations, if both sides fall down, the one who stands up by dozens wins.

Everyone was extremely nervous, and Gan Huang also stopped at the platform, waiting for Wu's sentence.

Who will stand up first, Chongqiu, or Cancong, everyone is arguing.

"I think it's the baby from Mount Shu. It's amazing to be recognized by the grass and trees at a young age." The people who said this were the Miaoman tribe.

"Child Chongqiu has mastered Baiyan, which is rare in Emperor Yan's lineage. As far as I know, only Prince Changqin is the only one who has such skill at such an age." A gray-haired old man with Xiong Said.

"Prince Changqin is the young patriarch of our Zhurong family. It is said that he has gone to the Eastern Sea God Kingdom to practice with God Father." The clansman of Emperor Yan's line said proudly.

"..."

"Hey, why hasn't anyone stood up yet!"

"five!"

"Four!"

"three!"

"two!"

"one!"

The whole audience was silent, even the tens of hours of debate just now were gone, the wind blew past the martial arts stage, slightly raising the youngsters' robes.

Still no one got up.

Wu Li sighed secretly, this was the first time in decades that he had succeeded Wu Li after learning Taoism.

He clenched his right fist upwards, pointed his fingers together and pointed to the sky: "This final battle, Shushan's Cancong and Lieshan's Chongqiu are both excellent talents, so there is no winner in this battle."

There was a lot of noise from all directions, "A draw!" "I really didn't expect it."

Gan Huang was slightly stunned, this was the result he didn't expect.

According to the information received from various races before the fund raising and the wizards' consideration of the participants' minds, I thought that the young people from Shushan would have the upper hand in this fund raising. But he didn't expect Chongqiu to draw with Cancong.

At the top of the God King Hall, Shaohao stood up, and the noise around him also disappeared.

The tribe members who were sitting on the stairs also stood up, and Gan Huang also turned around and looked up at the high platform.

All eyes were on Shaohao, this luxuriously dressed young man was the king who commanded the Huaxia Alliance and was respected by all the tribes.

After Xuanyuan Huangdi ascended to the sky, monsters sprang out from the cracks to invade the human race again. It was the eldest son of the Yellow Emperor, Shaohao, who made the human race gain a foothold in the wilderness, and let all the gods and demons know that when the Qingyang sword came out, those who bullied the human race would surely perish in the world.

The human race in the Great Wilderness first formed a matriarchal clan based on blood ties passed down from generation to generation, and later became a patrilineal clan through in-law alliances. However, the power of a few tribes is unable to fight against demons, and demons often cross the border. There are more than a dozen tribes.

So after the monster retreated, Shaohao merged the differences of the Yanhuang tribe, accepted many defected tribes, and finally formed the Huaxia Alliance today.

The human race respected him as the White Emperor, precisely because Qingyang was out of its sheath, and the demons retreated where the white light was directed.

Qianhuang was taught by Shaohao since he was a child, and he understood that it was his responsibility to make the people stronger.He has seen the wreckage of many tribal strongholds invaded by monsters. He does not like monsters in the desert, and he has pity on the innocent people of the human race. His kindness only belongs to the human race.

Uncle, in the future, I will definitely guard this world like you.

The high-pitched cry brought back Qianhuang's thoughts, and he realized that the Golden Crow phantom had landed on Shaohao's shoulder at this moment, and Shaohao was looking sideways at the Golden Crow phantom, without saying a word for a long time.

Afterwards, the king in front of the God King Hall looked down at the martial arts platform and announced, "There is no winner in today's martial arts competition, so the selection ceremony is not over yet."

"The fundraising ceremony is to pray to the heavens, to pray for the blessings of our human warriors, and to pray that our human youths will not be afraid of hardships and dangers and fight bravely no matter what the road ahead."

Shaohao paused, and his tone became solemn and majestic, "Therefore, I decided to start the Zhuolu God War and the Middle East Sea gods to select human warriors, pass down the land of the kingdom of God, and return to the ruins of the East China Sea!"