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Chapter 499 Lively Fighting Finals

The emperor travels, accompanied by the empress, and countless people want to see the sky.

Fiery gazes come together, it's truly the spotlight.

But Zheng Ming could feel the strong public opinion.

What I, the emperor, should have done is still qualified!

Today's Zheng Ming has absolute prestige in Dali, from the court to the people, there are very few people who are dissatisfied.

Although it has only been more than ten years since Dasheng was destroyed, the world has completely surrendered to Dali.

Even Tian Yuzong and Sea God Hall dare not have the slightest disagreement.

And within the capital, Zheng Ming's prestige reached its peak.

After the prosperous and troubled times, it was the prosperous times of Dali.

And this prosperity comes from Dali's court, from Dali's emperor.

The people have their own steelyard in their hearts.

They are very aware of what the current emperor and court have done.

So they gave Zheng Ming the title of Holy Emperor, and gave Chaotang the title of Holy Dynasty.

This is the love and reverence from the hearts of the people, and Zheng Ming readily accepts it.

Long Lun came to the arena, and Zheng Ming and Wei Yu walked into the arena together.

At this time, the arena is crowded with people, both the audience area and the referee's seat are full.

"Holy Emperor Wanan!"

The sound of worship resounded throughout the world, as if even the floating clouds in the sky were shaking.

With a faint smile on his face, Zheng Ming said, "Everyone is safe!"

wow~~
Hearing his reply, the whole arena suddenly exploded.

Although it was just a simple greeting, it exploded in everyone's hearts like a blockbuster, which made people extremely excited.

Afterwards, Zheng Ming and Wei Yu took the lead in the referee's seat amidst the commotion.

Today he will be present as the referee of Dali's first cultivator competition finals. Of course, there are four referees beside him. The Lou Dynasty enshrined Xuantianzong.

Just such a lineup of referees already shows the importance that the entire Dali senior management attaches to this competition.

This makes all the contestants feel extremely honored.

With the ringing of the bell, the warm atmosphere on the field finally calmed down.

And Zheng Ming stood up, walked slowly to the front of the referee area, and swept his eyes across all the audience present. At this time, everyone's eyes were on him, and their eyes of awe and admiration were like the blazing sun.

"I, in the name of the emperor of the Dali Dynasty, announce that Dali's first cultivator competition, the junior and intermediate finals of the martial arts competition, has officially begun!"

Boom~~
The sound of boiling sounded again, no matter inside or outside the arena, there were cheers and turmoil for nine days.

Zheng Ming smiled all over his face and slowly returned to the referee's seat.

Afterwards, Linghua, the chief executive of the Royal Chamber of Commerce, walked onto the field in a magnificent palace dress.

The beautiful face, exquisite figure, and noble temperament made all the contestants exclaim.

In Dali, no one knows the name of the Royal Chamber of Commerce.

And Linghua, the chief executive, is even more famous.

"Now we invite two contestants from the primary division."

"Rong Xingyuan, a talented young man from Shang Yu, is only young this year, and has the cultivation base of a great master. In Shang Yu, Rong Xing Yuan is known as the number one genius in ten thousand years. And is he still able to do it today? To keep your title, it depends on the next competition."

"Lu Shanjie, an inner disciple from Tianyuzong, is also this year, and also has the cultivation base of a great master. He is the youngest inner disciple in Tianyuzong's history, and he is also called by many elders and disciples of Tianyuzong. The disciple who is most likely to surpass Sect Master Xiaomeng."

"As we all know, Sect Master Xiaomeng also reached the peak of the Great Master and broke through to the Cave God Realm at the age of 21. Now he is only more than 40 years old, and he is already a strong man in the late stage of the Dao Realm."

"It's an honor for me to see two young geniuses who can be compared with Sect Master Xiaomeng compete today."

Following Linghua's words, Rong Xingyuan and Lu Shanjie stepped onto the field one after another.

The faces of the two teenagers looked extraordinarily immature, and they seemed a little nervous.

Although they also went through more than a dozen competitions before they entered today's arena, compared with the previous competitions, today's scene is really too big.

In the referee area, Zheng Ming looked at the two teenagers with great interest.

For Lu Shanjie, Zheng Ming was not surprised, because although Lu Shanjie was an inner disciple of the Tianyu Sect, his previous identity was a disciple of the Taoist Tianzong and one of Xiaomeng's apprentices.

To be able to enter the Tianzong of Taoism does not require much aptitude, and being accepted as a disciple by Xiaomeng also shows his talent.

In contrast, Zheng Ming is more interested in Rong Xingyuan.

The land of Shang Yu, like the Nine Realms of China, is a land of spiritual barrenness, and the thinness of the spirit spirit makes it impossible for practitioners to break through the bottleneck of the peak of the great master.

And Rong Xingyuan was able to cultivate to the peak of a great master at his age in the land of spiritual waste, it should not be just because of his superior aptitude.

"Have you checked Lu Shanjie's background?" Zheng Ming asked Wang Shouming beside him.

"Return to Your Majesty, I have already checked, but he is from the land of Shang Yu, and this person has a lot of fame in the land of Shang Yu. Although he comes from a small family, he has been beheaded since he was 12 years old. Jiao, in five years, his reputation has spread throughout the entire Shangyu area."

"Jin Yiwei speculates that this son may have some adventures, as for the specific adventures, I don't know at present."

"In addition, Yuzhaobo accepted him as a disciple, but Yuzhaobo's cultivation is still not good enough, so I hope he can find a better master in this competition."

Wang Shouming explained.

Zheng Ming nodded slightly.

Yuzhaobo is the chief official of Shang Yuzhi's prefecture, and now he has the cultivation base of the Cave God. When he came down, he was left in the land of Shang Yu as the prefect of Yufu.

While the two were talking, the competition between Rong Xingyuan and Lu Shanjie began.

To be honest, with Zheng Ming's current strength and vision, it was very boring to watch the competition between the two great masters.

However, the audience on the stage watched with gusto, cheering from time to time.

"What do you think of these two, Your Majesty?"

In the referee area, Wei Yu asked suddenly as he looked at the two players on the field.

Zheng Ming smiled slightly and said, "Very good."

"If you give them decades, they will definitely become Dali's new generation of powerhouses."

Geniuses need to grow, and if Dali wants to continue, he must constantly cultivate geniuses.

The more geniuses there are now, the stronger Dali will be in the future.

Although the system can help Zheng Ming bring some powerful summoning characters, but in order to support a huge dynasty, summoning characters alone is not enough, all the people of the entire dynasty must be mobilized.

Zheng Ming valued geniuses from the folk, but Wei Yu's thoughts were somewhat different from Zheng Ming's.

"If you choose one to be Qing Ning's husband-in-law, which one does His Majesty think is suitable?" Wei Yu asked.

Zheng Ming was startled, and looked at her speechlessly.

"Is it too early?"

"It's getting late, Qingning is already 20 years old." Wei Yu said.

Zheng Ming looked at the arena silently, and suddenly felt that the two guys jumping on the arena were not pleasing to the eye.

"not good."

As an old father, how could Zheng Ming be willing to hand over the jewel in his palm to others with confidence.

In fact, for practitioners, there is no such thing as a marriageable age.

As long as the cultivation base reaches Grand Master, the lifespan can be extended to 600 years, not to mention 20 years old, even [-] years old is not too late to get married.

Zheng Ming also knew that when his children grew up, they would get married sooner or later.

Just like Cheng Ming, Wei Yu has already begun to talk about it, and Zheng Ming has no objections.

But when it comes to Qing Ning, Zheng Ming feels a little bit wrong.

It always feels like someone is going to take his baby away.

Wei Yu glanced at Zheng Ming, not knowing what he was thinking.

She turned to Lin Baobao beside her and said, "Let Jin Yiwei inquire about the conduct of these two people? Is there a marriage contract?"

Lin Baobao looked at Zheng Ming and nodded slightly.

Zheng Ming's face was flat, he looked at the field calmly, and said, "There is no rush, just take your time."

Wei Yu didn't say any more.

Then he turned his attention to the field.

The contest between Rong Xingyuan and Lu Shanjie has reached a fever pitch.

Every move and every move of the two of them contains a strong artistic conception, showing their impressive strength.

Rong Xingyuan held a folding fan and was wearing a white shirt. He had a handsome appearance, and every move and style contained the artistic conception of the wind attribute, and he was quite a gentleman.

And Lu Shanjie held a bluish-white long sword, and used all the moves of Dao Realm Tianzong, one move that was eclipsed by heaven and earth, making it difficult for Rong Xingyuan to deal with.

It seems that Xing Xingyuan has fallen into a disadvantage.

However, the keen Zheng Ming has already discovered Rong Xingyuan's abnormal color.

"interesting!"

Several people in the referee area also showed surprise expressions.

"What is that?" Wang Shouming asked with a frown.

"It's not a ghost, it doesn't have a ferocious aura, it's not a god, it doesn't have divine power, it should be something between a ghost and a god." Gao Shun explained.

Human death can be turned into a ghost, or it can be condensed into a god body and canonized as a god.

Of course, most of the undead will be pulled directly into the underworld.

They discovered that there was a ghost in Rong Xingyuan, and this ghost was very powerful, probably with the strength of the Ming Dao Realm.

"Warning, don't let him interfere." Zheng Ming looked at the jade pendant on Rong Xingyuan's waist, and said softly.

This is a fair competition, which cannot be influenced by external forces.

Xuantianzong next to him nodded slightly.

At this time, on the field, Rong Xingyuan, who was competing, suddenly heard a voice.

"Boy, you can only rely on yourself. The old man has been discovered and cannot help you."

Listening to the familiar voice, Rong Xingyuan immediately understood what was going on.

In fact, he never thought of using external force from the beginning to the end. After all, this is the final of Dali's first cultivator competition. , if someone finds out, not only will he be ruined, but he may also be punished.

He is still very clear about this.

And he is very confident in his own strength, and he doesn't think he will lose.

Unfortunately, he was wrong.

Lu Shanjie's strength exceeded his expectations.

How can the Taoist Tianzong's exercises be simple? Even today's Xiaomeng still uses the Taoist Tianzong's exercises as the main method, and even Xiaomeng is still combining the Tianyuzong's exercises. The exercises have been optimized.

The kung fu practiced by Lu Shanjie is an optimized kung fu, and its strength is somewhat stronger than that of Xiaomeng, who was still a great master at the beginning.

With one move, the sky and the earth turned pale, and the breath of the entire arena seemed to freeze.

Let Rong Xingyuan feel imprisoned, whether it is body or mind, it seems to be imprisoned by countless shackles.

"you lose!"

Lu Shanjie stabbed straight with his long sword and landed in front of Rong Xingyuan's throat.

Rong Xingyuan looked at the blue and white sword, felt the sharpness brought by the sword, and let out a dull breath.

"You won."

He felt a little frustrated, but he wasn't too entangled.

If you lose, you lose, there is nothing to say.

The strength is not as good as others, and it is useless to say more.

Lu Shanjie looked at him appreciatively, took back his long sword, and said, "You can come to the outer sect of Tianyuzong in the capital to discuss with me in the future."

"Okay, then you have to be prepared to lose." Rong Xing Yuan still showed a proud look between his brows.

"I will still defeat you." Lu Shanjie said confidently.

Both of them are young arrogance, and their hearts are full of arrogance that belongs to young people.

But at the same time, they have sympathy and mutual recognition.

With the end of the competition between the two, there was once again boiling cheers on the field.

Dali's first champion was born. Although it was only in the primary division, it was enough to make all the audience extremely excited.

Since then.

Linghua came on the stage and officially announced that Lu Shanjie had won the primary championship of Dali's first cultivator martial arts competition.

In this way, the ranking of the Dali cultivator bronze list has been officially determined.

Lu Shanjie ranked first.

Honor Yuan ranked second.

The third place is Bei Xi from the Bei family, a talented girl.

The fourth is Zhao Mo, a talented young man from Dali folk.

(End of this chapter)