"I'll forget this matter." Long Chen was helpless, but since he had already taken the benefits of Lord Tiansi, Long Chen could only give up his cultivation for the time being.
Long Chen sorted out a little, then left the cave. Long Chen found that all the referees had been waiting for a long time. Judging from their expressions, they probably were a little impatient to wait.
It turns out that today is the top 32 matches, and it is also the beginning of the highest-level competition in the Classics. To put it bluntly, most of the previous matches were here to join in the fun, and now is the real beginning.
The top 64 is advanced to the top 32, and all the participants are the sons of destiny. It can be said that the specifications are unprecedented.
As the disciples become stronger and stronger, the referee needs to take charge personally, because the rewards of the top 32 or above are super generous. In order to avoid the referee being suspicious of favoring his disciples, the referee needs to personally supervise.
When the competition reaches this level, the style of the competition is different from before, because the gap between the strength of the sons of destiny is often not particularly huge.
Moreover, disciples are prohibited from fighting to the death on the field. After all, the son of destiny is either a dead or a useless son. This is a considerable loss for the four great masters.
Therefore, when the two disciples seem to be equal in strength and fail to decide the winner within the specified time, the referees need to make a judgment.
This can easily lead to dissatisfaction among disciples, so a fair referee becomes the final judge. This is why, the referee needs to be present in person for the top 32 matches.
"Dear referee, you have come out." A referee said indifferently when he saw Long Chen. Obviously, he was dissatisfied with Long Chen's incoming time and asking others to ask everyone to wait.
Long Chen was too lazy to bother with them. I was just a nominal person and just made a formality. Do you really think I miss you, the chief referee?
Besides, no one told me when to gather? You can have someone notify me earlier, but I didn’t ask you to wait.
It turned out that there was also an opening ceremony at the beginning of the top 32 matches. To put it bluntly, from this time on, it was the real elite competition. We deliberately did not go there one after another like sheep, but we had to go there collectively.
These referees need to enter the court under the leadership of the referee. When Long Chen came to lead the venue, the entire viewing platform was already crowded.
The last time when Long Chen came, there were a lot of people in the front row. Those super strong people were too lazy to watch other people's competitions, but today everyone arrived.
Long Tianrui, Zhao Qingtian, Ye Lingxiao, Jiang Wuwang, Feng Fei and others all arrived. When Long Chen was wearing black clothes, holding a golden scepter and leading the referee team into the arena, thunderous cheers burst out from afar.
All these cheers came from the mercenaries on the periphery. When they saw Long Chen, they were so excited that Long Chen was already a god-like existence in their hearts.
Last time Qin Feng became famous in the battle, everyone knew the name of the Dragon Blood Legion and what a terrifying legion under Long Chen had.
Such a terrifying character is just the most ordinary warrior in the Dragon Blood Legion, let alone Long Chen's strength.
Nowadays, with the support of a strong man like Long Chen, the mercenaries no longer have to be humble and no longer have to swallow their anger. They have made up their minds to leave the Long family together and go to Lingxiao Academy.
Although they are hard to leave their hometown, they see hope of becoming stronger and a prosperous road to freedom. They no longer hesitate, no longer worry about gains and losses, and even suppress their inner fear of the outside world and are determined to follow the footsteps of the strong.
The most important thing is that they found that they would feel extremely uncomfortable when they left Tianhuang in the past, but after practicing the Star River Sky Art, this discomfort had disappeared, which completely dispelled all the concerns in their hearts.
Since they were all planning to leave this sad place, they no longer kept it and began to cheer and roar to release their depressed mood. No matter whether others are happy or not, they no longer care.
When Long Chen entered the venue, he cheered and thundered, like a strait. The cheers were many times stronger than the cheers when Zhao Qingtian and others entered the venue. Even Long Tianrui was far inferior to those.
Zhao Qingtian and Ye Lingxiao's eyes were full of jealousy. Even the disciples of the four major clans were extremely unhappy, but they did not dare to call on these mercenaries as before.
Because, the mercenaries are no longer the mercenaries of the past. Just three days ago, a conflict broke out between disciples and mercenaries. These disciples suffered a great loss. They were shocked to find that these mercenaries had already been reborn and their strength was not weaker than them.
Especially the martial arts they practiced were extremely domineering. Once they took action, they were not afraid of death. Although their disciples were strong, they did not have the determination to fight to the death? Even if their strength was far higher than the other party, they would still be suppressed by the other party's momentum. If they could not emit seven or eight points in ten points, they would naturally be beaten to retreat step by step.
Fortunately, these mercenaries are not as cruel as Qin Feng, otherwise, if there is a conflict, I don’t know how many people will die.
Amid the deafening cheers of the mercenaries, Long Chen walked towards the referee seat step by step. At that moment, Long Chen was the focus of the audience. Even though Long Chen was used to seeing the world, he couldn't help but feel a little fluttering in such a scene.
"This guy is the focus of the audience no matter where he goes." Feng Fei looked at Long Chen's figure with a sweet smile on the corner of her mouth.
Seeing Feng Fei expressing admiration without reservation, Jiang Wuwang smiled bitterly on his face. He was also a man, and he was jealous of men. Feng Fei really didn't take care of his feelings at all.
Feng Fei's words could also be heard by Long Tianrui, Ye Lingxiao, Zhao Qingtian and others around him. This made Jiang Wuwang feel a little more comfortable because he saw Ye and Zhao's eyes that were almost splattering.
The reason why they were so angry was that they were stimulated by Feng Fei on the one hand, and on the other hand, they were stimulated by Long Tianrui's expressionless face.
Long Chen entered the venue and stole everyone's attention, but Long Tianrui was always expressionless and looked indifferent. Obviously, she still did not give up on Long Chen.
They were so proactive about approaching Long Tianrui, so Long Tianrui was too lazy to look at them, but Long Chen had been ruthlessly rejecting Long Tianrui, which made them even more embarrassed. They all counted this "credit" on Long Chen's head.
Long Chen didn't look at anyone, walked straight to his position, paused the golden scepter in his hand, swung his robe, and the person sat down slowly. Hey, Long Chen suddenly realized that he had a bit of a superior style.
When Long Chen sat down, the cheers slowly stopped and the audience returned to silence.
"Buzz"
At this moment, on the field, thirty-two rings lit up at the same time, and a referee shouted loudly:
Chapter completed!