Chapter 9 Are you the only one living in room number 1?
After showing the Lu Yin and Wu Jie letters, Chu Fan entered the city smoothly.
The capital was more lively than he had imagined, and the streets were crowded with people, many of whom were young warriors like him who had come from other places.
Holding the horse and walking in the bustling street, he quickly integrated into the prosperity and excitement around him, and there was no trace of anxiety on his face that he only had twenty-eight days left to live.
He was like other young warriors who came to the capital for the first time, looking at everything curiously.
While wandering around and asking around, he soon learned that the red fruit tree, which was called the 'sacred tree' by the people in the capital, was in the palace, and the divine weapon, which was regarded by the people as the dragon god who protects the country, was on the red fruit tree.
This is not surprising, Shenbing likes to stay in places with strong spiritual energy.
If the red fruit tree in the palace is really as magical as rumored, it is undoubtedly a very rare spiritual root.
After walking around the palace, Chu Fan's eyes flashed.
The palace was very tightly guarded, and ordinary people could not even get in, let alone the palace walls, or even the few neighborhoods adjacent to the palace.
And through closer observation, he discovered that the magic weapon of the Daqian royal family was similar to the 'Supreme Sword' that ranked first on the list of the Great Wei's magic weapons. They were both national magic weapons that enjoyed the enshrinement of a country.
After confirming this, he frowned slightly.
According to records in some ancient books, this type of magical weapon is more powerful than ordinary magical weapons because it is enshrined by a country.
Therefore, the "Supreme Sword", the magic weapon controlled by the Wei royal family, can be ranked first in the list of magic weapons, overwhelming all the magic weapons of other sects and sects on the list.
However, most things in the world have pros and cons.
While enjoying the incense of a country, the country's magic soldiers naturally also assume the responsibility of protecting a country's national destiny. Therefore, the fate of the country's magic soldiers is often connected with the national destiny.
"It seems we can't force our way in..."
Chu Fan held the horse, turned around and merged into the lively crowd again.
After a while, he stopped in front of a gorgeous restaurant.
This restaurant called Jufulou is not only in a good location, but also has a five-story height and a wide view, making it suitable for observing the layout of Daqian Capital.
After tying the horse to the stable at the back, Chu Fan entered the Jufu Building and ordered a table of dishes. While filling his stomach, he thought about his next plan.
It was undoubtedly a bad idea to forcefully break into the Daqian Palace. He would not do it unless it was absolutely necessary.
After eliminating this option, there are only two options for him to choose from.
Either win a red fruit in a martial arts competition openly or openly, or get a red fruit from somewhere other than the palace.
He has already inquired.
The red fruit tree in the Daqian Palace ripens once every three years and can produce five to ten red fruits at a time. Therefore, in addition to its own use, the Daqian royal family occasionally rewards some red fruits to favored courtiers, or like this time to the military. If you do the same thing, you will be rewarded with a red fruit to the number one scholar in Wu.
After years of accumulation, there must be a small amount of red fruit left among the people, but this requires going to places similar to the black market to find out the information.
Chu Fan is quite good at these things.
The precious materials used to cast the Yuguang Mirror were collected bit by bit in the underground black market around Zhenwu Mountain.
So he decided to participate in the martial arts competition, inquire about information, and make preparations on both sides at the same time.
Suddenly, there was a burst of noise in the lobby of Jufu Tower.
Chu Fan, who was sitting in the corner, looked over and saw a tall, muscular warrior who deliberately bumped into someone in the lobby and asked arrogantly: "Hey, are you the only one who lives in Room A?"
The young man who was hit was also dressed as a warrior and said angrily: "Which room I live in is none of your business?"
The burly warrior laughed loudly: "Room A, how can any cat or dog live there? Let's see!"
After saying that, the two of them started to take action.
In an instant, there was a lot of chattering in the lobby, chairs and benches were tilted here and there, and teacups and dishes were shattered on the floor.
The diners all stepped aside, laughing and watching the excitement.
As the martial arts competition is approaching, a large number of young and energetic warriors flock to the capital. This kind of fight often happens when they disagree. The people in the capital have long been accustomed to it, and many people even take pleasure in it.
But this time the fight didn't last long.
The burly warrior was obviously much stronger than his opponent, and he knocked down the tenant in Room A No. 1 to the ground with three moves and two moves.
Seeing everything in his eyes, a trace of doubt flashed across Chu Fan's face.
From the appearance, the burly warrior has strong and strong limbs, his eyes have divine light, and his breathing is long. He seems to have the cultivation of five or even six orifices.
But with every move he makes, he doesn't have the power that the five or six orifices should have.
This has nothing to do with the quality of the moves, it is purely a matter of energy and strength.
In the field.
The burly warrior asked the tenant in Room A, "Of course only strong people can stay in this room. Are you convinced? If not, let's fight again!"
The tenant's face turned blue and white. He was also a warrior who came to participate in martial arts. He was really embarrassed to be defeated so easily, so he hurried to the counter to check out, and then left Jufu Building as if he was running away.
The burly warrior burst out laughing, and then glanced at everyone in the lobby: "Who else is dissatisfied?"
Facing the fierce gaze of the burly warrior, other warriors in the lobby and the diners watching the excitement all avoided their eyes and started whispering.
"This guy seems to be a disciple of Master Zhou, Mountain Shaker Yang Jue."
"Hiss, it's him!"
"I didn't expect that even a master like him would come to participate in the martial arts competition this time."
"Isn't this strange? Your Majesty is recruiting the top martial artist as your son-in-law this time. I heard that even the young marquis of Yongning City is coming to participate in this martial arts competition!"
Seeing that someone in the lobby seemed to recognize him, the burly warrior named Yang Jue could not hide his pride.
This martial arts event was indeed extraordinary. Whether it was the Emperor's only daughter, Princess Longguo, or the Zhuguo that warriors dreamed of, they were all things he was bound to get.
And the purpose of his high-profile fight for Room No. 1 just now was to build momentum for himself.
He is confident in his own strength, but this time the martial arts competition covers almost all the masters of the younger generation, many of whom are more famous than him, so he has to accumulate some knowledge before the official start of the martial arts competition tomorrow.
Momentum and confidence!
Seeing the onlookers avoiding his gaze and not daring to look at him, Yang Jue felt extremely happy in his heart. He burst out laughing, gave everyone a final demonstrative glance, and then walked towards No. 1 upstairs.
The room left.
Suddenly, a person squeezed out from the crowd of onlookers.
Yang Jue stopped and looked over: "Do you want...?"
Before Yang Jue could finish speaking, Chu Fan, who had squeezed out of the crowd, stepped forward and bumped into Yang Jue: "Hey, are you the only one who lives in Room A?"