The preliminary rounds were completely over, and Mu Wenxuan and others, who finally chose to participate in the finals, received the certificates of qualifications for Lin Nan College from the national teacher and prepared to march towards the national capital.
Ten miles away from Yancheng, three carriages were lined up side by side. The carriages were crowded with people. Mu Wenxuan and others stood in front of the carriages and clasped their fists at the surrounding generals, imperial advisors, and even the city lord: "Send you a thousand miles, and finally come."
I have to say goodbye, Lord City Lord and Lord Master, please send them here..."
"Young man, I'm in Yancheng, and I'm looking forward to seeing your high-spirited spirit return to the capital." The Lord of the City nodded silently.
"With your strength, even if you don't win the championship, you should be able to stay in the top ten. Remember, don't be careless. Yancheng is proud of you. Don't worry. From today on, the Xiao family of Hongyun City will
He will be protected by our city, Yan." The Imperial Master also patted Mu Wenxuan on the shoulder and said a few words.
After everyone exchanged greetings, they said goodbye one after another and embarked on the journey to the capital.
...
Time passed, and half a month passed in the blink of an eye. There was almost no conversation on the road, and a few people arrived in the capital.
After just entering the capital, Mu Wenxuan and others were eye-opened. The grandness and luxury of the capital were simply unimaginable. The large and small streets, the orderly layout, and the majestic and lingering buildings were all...
Bricks and tiles.
In one year, Mu Wenxuan thought that he had gained a lot of knowledge. He had been to several second-level cities, especially the Forbidden City, the first-level city that was one of the most developed in the empire. However, compared to the capital, it was nothing.
It's not the same grade at all, persistence is the difference.
"Oh my god, this... this is a bit... a bit too exaggerated, isn't it? It's so luxurious that I can't stand it." Mu Wenxuan was stunned and his mouth opened.
Seeing Mu Wenxuan's look, Meng Fan'an couldn't help but laugh out loud, raised his hand and pushed it gently: "Brother Wenxuan, what kind of pig are you? Look at your worthless look, what's so great about this?
It’s not even the back garden of my Meng’s house. If this surprises you like this, when I have the opportunity to take you back to my Meng’s house in the future, you will be frightened to death by how spectacular it is.”
After hearing this, Mu Wenxuan curled his lips and was shocked in his heart. The luxurious scenery in front of him could not compare to the back garden of the Meng family. The Meng family must be so spectacular.
After entering the capital, civilians all around saw the carriage with the flag of Yancheng, and they all ran forward to join in the fun: "Come and take a look, the first team of the youth finals has appeared."
"Huh? Yancheng? Isn't this a waste city where no one has been shortlisted for the top 100 for three entire years? This year is actually the first wave of teams to successfully break through."
"Really, are they planning to counterattack this year?"
Various discussions rang out, and Mu Wenxuan and others sat in a carriage and were sent to a remote area near the back mountain of the capital to cheers. There were exactly a hundred empty rooms here, all for the top 100 finalists.
The players are getting ready. At the front of the guest room is a huge arena. On the arena hangs a pennant. The pennant is fluttering in the wind, with a big Chinese character "武" embroidered on it that is sonorous, powerful and sharp!
At the back end of the guest room is a mountain with an altitude of over a thousand meters. The mountain is filled with towering ancient trees, and the roar of beasts can be heard from time to time at night.
Mu Wenxuan and others were the first batch of shortlisted team members to arrive here. At first, the place seemed very empty, but this sense of emptiness did not last long. In less than ten days, the rest of the team members from the competition area also came from all directions.
They started to gather together. Except for some disciples who gave up on the finals, almost everyone had arrived, and the hundred guest rooms were almost full.
Many of the first-level cities have powerful master disciples from big families. They all wear gold and silver and look very noble. Compared with them, Mu Wenxuan and others look like bumpkins from the countryside.
...
One night, a large number of bonfires were placed in front of the guest room, and various groups of people gathered together. The Sanyi gang chatted very happily, because most of the people came from high-ranking officials and nobles, and the topics were relatively similar.
, only Mu Wenxuan and others were sitting alone in the distance, looking a little weak.
"Humph, are these the trash from Yancheng?"
"That's right. I heard that they were specially approved by the empire and submitted to the top 100. Hum, I don't see what makes them strong. They look more like some rural bumpkins."
"Isn't that true? I really don't know what the empire thinks."
Discussions continued, and most of them were contemptuous taunts, which made Mu Wenxuan and others frown. However, this is the capital of the country after all, and they did not want to cause trouble, so they chose to remain silent.
At this moment, several young people in gorgeous clothes suddenly jumped out from a distance.
Several young people walked up to Mu Wenxuan, each filled with anger and scolding them without saying a word: "You guys are just the trash from Yancheng, right?"
Mu Wenxuan and others raised their heads silently. Zhezi couldn't help the anger in his heart at all. He stood up and cursed back. He was already so angry at the inexplicable sarcasm, and now he even went too far to bully others, even riding on his neck.
Shit on the ground: "Where did you get the dogs? You can't speak. Don't bark. You are a beast raised by a mother but not taught by a mother. Don't make noise here."
"Damn it, are you talking to our elder brother?" After hearing this, several young men became furious and transformed into fist gloves on their hands, attacking directly at the bustling child.
Zhezizi was also unambiguous. He pulled out a tattered dagger from his arms, faced the falling fists, and attacked directly. This dagger was the one Mu Wenxuan gave away to the Xiao family in the name of a family heirloom.
gift to him.
Boom boom boom!!!
The bursts of attacks immediately caused ripples, attracting the attention of everyone around them: "There is a lot of excitement tonight, come and take a look, see how powerful these 'masters' who were recommended to the top 100 in Yancheng are."
The people around them all started to watch a show. Most of them here were the kind of people who didn't care about anything other than their own. When they saw a battle, they started to boo.
Boom boom boom!!!
Another series of attacks, Zhezizi's strength reaches the level of a two-fingered arrow disciple, and he can be regarded as the best among young people. He fires many fists in succession, and the tattered dagger dances freely like an arm, and every time he will bring up a bright red weapon.
Blood, not for a moment, those young disciples just now were half defeated.
"Hmph, with such strength, you still dare to come out and bark randomly." After knocking down another young man, Kuzizi took back the dagger coolly and snorted coldly.
"I do have some strength. Hum, I, Jiang Hao, would like to know you. If it weren't for you guys, I would be ranked ninety-eighth. How could I be among the top 100?" Several young men led the way.
, when he saw the powerful Zhezi, he was stunned for a moment, then ran away, his hands gathered into fists with sharp spikes, and he quickly attacked Zhezi.