Douluo 2: This Dragon God has too much martial virtue

"They are from Xuanming Sect."

"That's their young master."

"I remember him. He represented Shrek Academy in the last competition."

"The one who got struck by lightning in the first singles match?"

"..."

The contestants were talking about it, and it was fine at first, but when they mentioned that he was struck by lightning, Xu Sanshi wished he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

The moment he lowered his head, he suddenly spotted an acquaintance. He scanned the Longge team and then looked away in disappointment. Why didn't his goddess come to participate in the competition?

However, he still did not give up. He ignored the dissuasion of his fellow disciples and forced his way through the crowd to come in front of Huo Yuhao and the others.

"Long time no see, everyone! Xiao Huo, you guys have grown so tall!" After a quick greeting, Xu Sanshi revealed his true intentions, "Is Nan Nan not here?"

"No."

"Get out of here!"

"Ask me again and I'll kill you!"

He got an unexpected answer and returned to the sect team in dejection under Long Xiaoyao's inquiring gaze.

"Second Brother Xu, stop bringing shame to the Xuanming Sect. You are the young sect leader, so think more about the face of the sect. Look, there are so many sects participating in the competition, but whose young sect leader is as useless as you?" The leader of the Xuanming Sect was Xu Sanshi's cousin. Seeing Xu Sanshi's dejected look, he was furious and scolded him on the spot, which attracted the attention of other contestants.

The rest area for players is on the east side of the competition stage and is mainly divided into two areas. Near the competition stage is a sunshade that can accommodate about 20 participating teams. The rest are just some open-air chairs, arranged in rows, at the back of both sides of the sunshade.

Judging from the details of the reception in the Sun-Moon Empire this time, the class differences were clearly evident. Those rest areas were undoubtedly reserved for famous academies and sects.

"If I had known you were coming, I would not have come." Long Xiaoyao shifted his gaze to the registration office. His two superiors never liked to mingle in the surging crowd, which was too uncomfortable for Long.

But on the surface he is the supreme leader, and all the Dragon Pavilion members present can only be regarded as his juniors, at least in the eyes of outsiders.

The sky was already bright, and the rising sun from the east shone on everyone, as if coating all the contestants with a layer of gold. There were so many teams that it took nearly an hour just to take their seats. The noisy sounds from the crowd could be heard continuously from afar.

Huo Yuhao suddenly became alert and looked in one direction. It was a team that looked very mysterious. The one walking in the front was the old man who took Tang Ya away that day. Behind him followed a group of people, all dressed in black, wearing bamboo hats and black veils that covered their faces.

Following closely behind the old man was a woman with a very good figure. She seemed to have a strange aura that attracted all the light.

As soon as Huo Yuhao's mental power approached her, it seemed to be distorted and could not enter within one foot of her body, so naturally he could not detect further.

Behind this woman was Tang Ya. Although Tang Ya was also wearing a veil, Huo Yuhao's mental detection showed her face underneath the hat.

"That's the deputy leader of the Holy Spirit Church." Feng Ling was an old acquaintance of Mu Xing. For some unclear reasons, the deputy leader liked the Black Kite Saint very much.

However, it is not difficult to understand that no matter from which aspect, the Black Kite Saint is much more likable (and useful) than the Blue Silver Saint. At least that is what the Supreme Leader thinks.

But...what on earth is the leader doing? Can't he arrange a better position? The evil soul masters in the Tang Sect's shell were undoubtedly led to the bench area, and in a very remote corner.

At this time, a special guard team in golden uniforms drove quickly under the rostrum in the north. The more than 500 golden guards had inner soul power, and they moved silently, shining brightly in the morning sun. After arriving, they quickly deployed a defensive formation: 50 people set up external soul guide cannons, and the rest used various soul guides to build a strange battle formation to tightly guard the rostrum.

"The Royal Soul Instructor Corps is one of the real core forces of the Sun-Moon Empire." He Caitou no longer had the silly look he had before, and a gleam of light flashed in the depths of his eyes.

Without waiting for his companions to ask, he continued, "The Royal Soul Instructor Corps has only one thousand people, and this is already half of the force. They are all composed of soul instructors above level five, equipped with the most sophisticated soul guides. The division commander is a level nine soul instructor who only accepts orders from the emperor of the empire. He is the ace of aces, and his importance to the Sun Moon Empire royal family is second only to the Royal Worship Hall."

“Didn’t they say that the Emperor of the Sun-Moon Empire was dying... Is he seriously ill? Is he getting better?” Huo Yuhao asked in surprise.

In the distance, a procession of ceremonial guards escorted by the Royal Soul Instructor Corps arrived at the rostrum. The most conspicuous of the golden carriages was the palace-style dragon chariot pulled by multiple horn-scaled horses, and guards and officials of the Sun and Moon Empire in gorgeous clothes gathered behind it. When the dragon chariot stopped, the maid lifted the curtain embroidered with silver lotus patterns, and then a wheelchair was pushed out.

“It’s that eunuch… Sorry, it was a slip of the tongue, a slip of the tongue! It’s His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.” Seeing that the contestants from the Sun Moon Empire around him were glaring at him, Huo Yuhao quickly changed his words.

"Children are ignorant. They will understand when they grow up." After Long Xiaoyao spoke, the contestants who wanted to beat up Huo Yuhao turned their eyes away angrily.

The contestants from the Sun-Moon Empire naturally would not think in that direction, because it was too disrespectful, so they all thought that this ignorant kid actually dared to openly laugh at His Royal Highness the Crown Prince for being a disabled person.

Huo Yuhao curled his lips slightly. Not to mention anything else, when Xu Tianran just appeared, he used mental detection to scan him, but found nothing.

"Keep your voice down, it's not your turn to speak about this!" Long Xiaoyao scolded in a low voice. This kind of thing would only be explosive enough if the former prince said it himself.

But the fact that Xu Tianran was able to ride the dragon chariot meant that the current emperor was either dead or about to be dead, which made little difference.

The person pushing the wheelchair was Juzi, who was wearing a palace dress, and following beside her was Jing Hongchen, the master of Mingde Hall, an important figure in the Sun and Moon Empire.

"Greetings to the Regent! Greetings to the Regent Princess!" Except for the Royal Soul Guides on duty, all the officials present knelt down and saluted Crown Prince Xu Tianran.

Regent? It seems that the old emperor of the Sun Moon Empire is not dead yet. The various colleges and sects that came to participate in the competition had different thoughts.

"She actually married that eunuch just for power. Is it worth it?" Wang Dong's voice was very low, attracting the attention of her companions. However, as one of the victims of secret photography, she did have the right to know certain things.

"Why not?" Although he had already noticed Wang Dong looking at him, Mu Xing was too lazy to turn around. "I told you long ago to see the essence through the phenomenon. She was born in a commoner family, her parents are both dead, and her talent for cultivation is just so-so. How can she seek revenge without power? And... who are you implying?"