"Brother Lin, why do you seem a little out of it?"
The person who spoke had bright eyes and a beautiful figure.
It was the Tianjiao cultivator of Sheng, Jiang Limeng.
Sheng was not an ordinary country.
As a Taoist vassal state, the Zhuang was a nail that the Jing had hammered into the Western Region.
Although it was a nail, it only had friction with the Yong, Luo, Mo, and Cheng states. It would never dare to hamper the Qin state.
Even when the Qin state publicly "borrowed the border" to ambush Zuo Guanglie, the Zhuang could only silently endure. After the event, it would ask for some benefits to comfort it.
It had no possibility of rejecting the Qin state, and Mount Yujing would not ask it to do so.
Sheng, on the other hand, was known as the number one Taoist vassal state, but it had directly fought the Mu state in the Northern Region!
If the Zhuang state was a nail that could not hurt its opponent and was not very obedient, it needed to be hammered. Then the Sheng state was a steel knife.
The Jing state wielded it and chopped down in front of the Supreme Royal Court!
The ranking of these two countries among the Taoist vassal states could not be mentioned in the same breath.
However, the Zhuang state today defeated the Yong state and became famous in the Western Region. Although it could not be compared to a country like Sheng Nation, it was still better than a few other small countries.
Lin Zhengren and Jiang Limeng met in the Huangliang Secret Realm.
It could not be said that they hit it off at first sight, but they were somewhat familiar with each other.
Hearing this, Lin Zhengren immediately collected his thoughts and sighed, "It was a tough fight just now, and it was difficult to win. After coming to the Riverview Platform, only then did I know the heroes of the world. I am a little depressed and a little ashamed. "
"You can't say that," Jiang Limeng said seriously, "We of Tianjiao should become stronger when we meet the strong, and braver when we meet the strong. How can we stand still and hurt our Dao heart? "
The other Taoist vassal state cultivators who came with them also spoke words of "encouragement".
"Yes, Junior Lin, Senior Jiang is right. If you don't believe in yourself, you might as well go home. Otherwise, you will regret it for the rest of your life. "
"With such a temperament, how can you achieve the Dao? Lin Zhengren, you have to think carefully about why you came! "
"Sigh, if you are afraid, it is good to give up now. After all, before the competition … there are many casualties.. You should also leave a seed for your Zhuang Country. "
…
Everyone was talking at once, all of them thinking for him.
However, no one seemed to have thought about what would happen if their Dao Hearts were shaken since the competition had already begun ….
As for Lin Zhengren, this simple, generous, and righteous young cultivator, he naturally did not expect this.
With an ashamed look on his face, he said sincerely, "Senior Martial Sister Jiang is right. Senior Martial Brothers are right. I was born in a small city. My heart wasn't firm and my eyesight was too shallow. After seeing the heroes of the world, my will was almost stolen. Henceforth, I will be courageous and not disappoint everyone! "
Jiang Limeng said, "Everyone is just concerned about you. Love is love, love is love. If there are any unpleasant words, don't take them to heart. We are all Taoist vassal states, we are of the same breath and branch, we need to help each other. "
Lin Zhengren replied respectfully, "Of course. Lin Zhengren isn't someone who doesn't know what's good for him!"
The rest of the group joined in the laughter and chatter for a while.
In the end, the captain of the Douwu Army said, "Tianjiao, everyone. There are too many people here. Let's continue our conversation back at Jing Street."
Only then did they all shut up.
After all, he was an elite soldier of the Daozong Nation. Although they were not afraid of him, they still had to give him some face.
However, once he returned, how many people comforted him in front of his face and immediately went to look for connections behind his back? It was unknown if he wanted to fight against a weak opponent like Lin Zhengren …
Naturally, no one could tamper with the official competition of the Yellow River Gathering. However, the six countries could exert some influence on the schedule of the preliminaries. Especially Jing Country, as the host, had a lot of room to move.
In a Tianjiao gathering like the Yellow River Gathering, taking a step back would make a world of difference.
Who wouldn't be happy to pick a weakling? Not only could he pass the test easily, but he could also conceal his strength. In that case, his chances of reaching the end would increase by one point.
Sometimes, when two opponents were of similar strength, victory or defeat would depend on who knew the other better.
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…
Passing by the Douwu Army, Jiang Wang walked into the "Stage of the World" without looking back.
He saw Lin Zhengren, but he didn't show any hostility. In the future, if this person could give him a "surprise" and walk up to him at the Yellow River Gathering, he would be able to do so. Only then would he give an answer.
The towering Pillars of Six Directions already made people feel that they were majestic and grand.
Behind the Pillars of Six Directions, there was another world.
Looking forward from where he came in, there were a total of eight circular martial arts arenas arranged in two rows.
These martial arts arenas were very similar to the Sword Discourse Arena in the Great Illusionary Land.
In other words, they were originally martial arts arenas from ancient times.
Looking to the left and right, there were rings of spectator stands that went up layer by layer.
They surrounded the eight martial arts arenas in the middle.
At this time, there were already many people sitting on the spectator stands. There were teams from various countries.
Jiang Wang glanced at them casually and then walked to the spectator stands on the right.
He had to admit that the Tianjiao Army soldiers behind him were very imposing.
Wherever he went, he was greeted with gazes that looked up to him.
Some people were even afraid that they would block the way, so they stood up and made way from afar.
Whether Jiang Wang was willing or not, he represented Qi on the Riverview Platform. He had to be strong and proud.
So along the way, he felt like a crab running amok …
In the whole world, only the armies of five countries dared to compete with the Tianjiao Army.
Most of the countries, even the vassal states of other overlords, did not dare to be arrogant in front of Qi.
As the Tianjiao of Qi, Jiang Wang himself was the focus of attention.
Of course, he said "most" of the countries and not all of them. Of course, there were still some exceptions …
For example, the group of people in front of him did not have any intention of avoiding them. Instead, they were all glaring at them.
Given that these people were dressed in all kinds of clothes, Jiang Wang had never seen any of them before. It was inevitable that he was a little confused.
"What's the situation?" He asked telepathically.
He was asking about the Tianjiao Army soldier who he had become very familiar with these few days.
His name was Qiao Lin. He had first served in the garrison army in the northern border counties. He had been selected to join the Tianjiao Army for two years and could be considered a soldier who had been through hundreds of battles.
"He's from Xia Country," Qiao Lin replied.
Jiang Wang was suddenly enlightened.
On this Riverview Platform, all the countries gathered together and Tianjiao stood together. It was impossible to be completely peaceful.
Not to mention that the troops of Qi and the troops of Mu Country almost made a scene at the Taowu Bridge …
Just the troops of Qin and Chu had never stopped disputes. They were scrupulous about the face of the big countries, so it was impossible for a large-scale battle to happen. However, as far as Jiang Wang knew, there had been more than ten private duels.
The tragedy of the battle of the valley made the people of Chu still lick their wounds.
Not long ago, Qi took over the Sword Peak Mountain. Jiang Mengxiong killed a Perfected Person and then went down the mountain. After "a small punishment", he "returned the Sword Peak Mountain by imperial decree" …
Xia Country naturally could not forget this humiliation.
Going back further, the battle of the overlords decades ago made the people of Xia Country hate them to this day.
Naturally, they would not be kind to Jiang Wang and the others.
As the strong side, the representative of Qi, Jiang Wang's expression was also relaxed. He walked in front of this group of people calmly.
"You're from Tianjiao, right?" Among the people of Xia Country, a young man with a sallow face stood up and smiled at Jiang Wang. "I'm looking forward to fighting with you."
Jiang Wang smiled. "I'm looking forward to it too. I'm looking forward to seeing you on the stage. "
The man twitched the corner of his mouth and gritted his teeth. "I won't let you down."
Jiang Wang nodded very perfunctorily. "Excuse me."
With a "you're not qualified to talk to me for too long" attitude, he left with his people.
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