Ye Chen and Murong Qingcheng arrived at Thunder City neither too early nor too late. After a day of rest, the tea gathering officially began on the third morning.
The morning in Thunder City was different from the outside world. The thin mist had a hint of blue in it. This wasn't because there was something wrong with the mist, but with the buildings of Thunder City. The buildings of Thunder City weren't made of ordinary materials, but a special kind of Thunder Stone. The Thunder Stone had the effect of disintegrating thunder and lightning. After a long time, the Thunder Stone would reflect a faint blue light. This blue light was normally invisible to the naked eye. Only when it was foggy or the sky was dark would it reflect the mist, giving it a hint of color.
The thin mist did not affect the enthusiasm of the crowd. The sky had just brightened, but the entire Thunder City seemed to have revived, bursting with an astonishing vitality. The degree of excitement was simply shocking. Raising one's head, even the slowest person could see the changing winds and surging air currents in the sky.
The biennial tea gathering was the time for the young generation to prove themselves. Being a king in one's own territory was nothing, but being able to do so on the stage of the Southern sector was something to be proud of. A lot of people had put in a lot of effort and blood for this tea gathering, waiting for their fame to spread across the entire Southern sector.
Now, the tea gathering was finally about to begin. Apart from a few people, everyone was very excited and nervous. They could no longer restrain their battle intent, which soared into the sky.
Countless battle intents interweaved in the sky above Thunder City, giving people the illusion that a group of dragons were dancing and the sky was changing color.
The fiery atmosphere didn't affect Ye Chen and Murong Qingcheng at all. The two went downstairs and ate breakfast and drank tea together, as if it wasn't a martial tea gathering, but an ordinary afternoon tea.
Sitting by the window, Ye Chen raised his head. In his line of sight, the sky didn't change at all. It was still the same scene of surging winds and scudding clouds. However, by relying on the dragon vein Qi within his body, he could sense the other three True Dragon Qi. Adding himself, there were four True Dragon Qi in total. These three True Dragon Qi should represent Thunder Princess, Edict Princess, and Astral Spirit son.
"Four true dragons, seven to eight fake dragons with the appearance of true dragons, dozens of flood dragons, and hundreds of serpents that have the chance to transform into flood dragons. The entire Thunder City could be said to be a dance of dragons."
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In a nearby restaurant.
It was rare for Yan Chihuo to say something to encourage Li Daoxuan, which was also to encourage himself, "Work hard, don't lose the face of our South Rudra Region."
"You too."
"Yes, let's work hard together."
Taking a deep breath, the two of them walked out of the restaurant together.
The moment they walked out of the restaurant, they knew that they would not only fight for themselves, but also for the whole South Rudra Region. Although the invisible pressure was suffocating them, it was not enough to make them feel scared. No matter how many geniuses there were, they only believed that the more they fought, the more powerful they would become.
There had never been a time when they desired a battle so much.
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Outside the south gate of Thunder City, a young man walked out of the mist.
"Thunder City, I, Tuo Baku, am coming!"
The bulky young man was indeed the mysterious Tuo Baku. Being a playful and combative person, his journey had been delayed once again. This time, there was no expert to carry him, so he could only rush through the night and run with all his might. Fortunately, things were different now. His speed had helped him a lot, allowing him to reach the Thunder City at the last moment, right before the tea gathering was about to begin.
He spread his arms wide, and his powerful aura and dragon fountain Qi even affected the situation in the sky above Thunder City. Originally, it was four dragons contending for supremacy, and now, it was still four dragons contending for supremacy. However, among the four dragons, there was an extremely powerful fake dragon. This fake dragon only lacked sharp claws and teeth, which was much stronger than the other fake dragons.
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"Eh, another expert has arrived."
Outside the restaurant, a handsome young man wearing a Seven Star robe raised his head and said softly. Beside him stood an enchanting figure. It was an incomparably beautiful young woman. Standing next to the young man, not only did she not lose her splendor, she even gave off the feeling that they were a match made in heaven.
"Head disciple, is there any expert worthy of your attention?"
There was still a group of people behind the two, and one of them asked.
The handsome young man shook his head, "Although it is not a real dragon, it cannot be underestimated. A fake dragon can become a real dragon at any time."
"Head disciple is right!"
Everyone admired the handsome young man. The head disciple they spoke of was none other than the Edict Prince, one of the five great geniuses of Southern Sector. In terms of strength, he seemed to be the number one of the young generation of Southern Sector. Of course, there were also people who said that the Thunder Princess was the number one of Southern Sector, and there were also people who said that the Astral Spirit son was the number one. Regardless, as one of the leading figures of Southern Sector, not only did the Edict Prince not have the slightest bit of arrogance, he was also extremely humble.
"You Xin, let's go!"
The Edict Prince said to the beautiful woman.
The beautiful woman nodded.
"Eh?"
Just as he took a step forward, Edict Prince's expression became somewhat startled. He raised his head once more. In the sky, the four true dragon Qis were clearly separated, and beside them were nine false dragon Qis. But now, an extremely lofty false dragon had appeared out of nowhere.
In a short period of time, two fake dragons had appeared.
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"Fourth Night, you seem a bit excited."
Outside the west gate of Thunder City, three figures were standing there.
The young man with god-like eyes said indifferently, "It's nothing. Let's go in."
The figure on the left curled his lips and said, "Even if you don't say it, we know that you have a huge grudge with that Ye Chen. This time, he will most likely appear in the tea gathering. And after two years of training by the Tower Master, you are no longer the same as before." "You talk too much.
"You talk too much. He isn't that simple."
"Hehe, alright, I won't say it. But, I really hope that he can participate in the tea gathering. The 6th Night and I would like to see if he is as powerful as you say. Perhaps, he has already lost his brilliance in the past few years and has become a fallen meteor."
"That won't happen."
The leading young man did not say anything else and walked into the city gate.
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"Alright, time to go to Mian Xiu Garden." Ye Chen stood up and suddenly said, "You don't need to suppress your aura. The sky doesn't need another fake dragon like you."
Murong Qingcheng shook her head, "A fake dragon will always be a fake dragon. Plus, I'm different from you guys."
"Oh!"
Ye Chen glanced at Murong Qingcheng. In her eyes, he was very mysterious, but in his eyes, how could she not be mysterious?
He had a premonition that Murong Qingcheng was not that simple.
Even without demonic will, even without any improvement, she was not a simple character. She just didn't like to expose herself.
Perhaps, there was a reason!
The moment Ye Chen walked out of the restaurant, the sun had just risen. The first ray of sunlight sprinkled on his body, making him seem as if he was not a person of the mortal world. The shopkeeper and the waiters of the restaurant were dumbfounded. Even after Ye Chen left their line of sight, they still hadn't recovered.
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Mian Xiu Garden, the first garden of Thunder City …
Occupying an area of eight hundred hectares, its scale was enormous, not inferior to a small city. The venue of the tea gathering was here.
Outside the garden, a group of Astral Reaching experts were guarding.
On the left and right side of the entrance, there were two pillars used to test offensive power. There were ten rows of crystals on the pillars, ten in each row. Below the crystals was a thin crystal plate.
One needed to be qualified to enter Mian Xiu Garden. This qualification didn't depend on fame, but on strength. It was difficult to determine one's strength in a short time using conventional methods. However, the pillars were much easier. After all, although strength wasn't directly related to offensive power, if one's offensive power wasn't strong, then one's strength wouldn't be that great. A truly powerful person couldn't be weak in any aspect.
"What level must one reach to be qualified to enter?"
A youngster asked.
An Astral Reaching expert guarding the entrance said, "Seventy eight and above, including seventy eight."
Hiss!
Hearing these words, the youngster at the back of the line sucked in a breath of cold air. What kind of joke was this? Seventy eight and above? The last tea gathering wasn't this harsh.
It wasn't like they hadn't seen the pillars before. The crystals on the pillars were used to display data. The first and second rows corresponded to the offensive power of Mortal Realm martial artists, the third and fourth rows corresponded to Condensing Reality Realm, the fifth and sixth rows corresponded to Clasping Yuan Realm, the seventh and eighth rows corresponded to Astral Reaching Realm, and the ninth and tenth rows corresponded to Sea of Soul realm. Each row had ten crystals. In order to reach seventy eight, one would have to light up seven rows of crystals, and the eighth row would also have to light up eight. The remaining two would be the full value of Astral Reaching realm.
The Astral Reaching expert guarding the side sneered, "If you can't reach seventy eight, I advise you to go back. This is the tea gathering, the highest palace of the southern sector's geniuses. It's not a place ordinary people can enter. Even if you enter, you'll only lose face. Why bother?"
"Let me try!"
The youngster who first asked clenched his teeth and operated his Zhen Yuan to the limit. He then used his strongest martial skill and slapped his palm on the pillar's crystal plate.
Peng!
The pillar didn't move at all, but the crystals on it quickly lit up. One row, two rows … seven rows … one crystal, two crystals … six crystals!
By the sixth crystal of the eighth row, the crystals couldn't light up anymore.
"Damn, let me try again."
The youngster bit his mouth until it bled. He had come to the Thunder City with great difficulty. If he couldn't participate in the tea gathering, not to mention his own discomfort, he would be ridiculed when he returned. Now that success or failure depended on this, he didn't believe that he couldn't reach seventy eight.
There were three chances to test the offensive power, and the Astral Reaching expert guarding the side didn't stop him.
Peng!
The crystals lit up again, and this time, it was a bit faster than before. By the time it reached the seventh crystal of the eighth row, there was still a bit of power left, and it rushed to the eighth crystal. Although the eighth crystal quickly dimmed, it had indeed lit up.
The youngster looked at the guard expectantly.
The guard glanced at him, seeming to not be able to bear it, and said, "Pass!"
Roar!
The young man waved his arms towards the sky. The excitement in his heart could not be expressed with words. Perhaps he was just a guest, not even a supporting character. However, participating in the martial tea gathering was an honor in itself, something that no one could ever erase.
Next, the participants stepped forward one after another.
The threshold of seventy eight was too high. Many people tried their best, and even performed exceptionally well, but still couldn't pass. Meanwhile, some people easily reached seventy nine or eighty. Those who failed were dejected, secretly wiping away their tears. Those who succeeded were either incomparably excited, or indifferent. All sorts of emotions were flowing in this place.
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