Jiang Wang walked over casually and nonchalantly. He said that he was looking forward to it, but he didn't even ask for the name of the person from Xia.
He was indeed Tianjiao of a big country. He was so arrogant that he didn't take anyone seriously at all.
This made the people from Xia so angry that their eyes were burning, but they could only watch. No matter what, they couldn't fight with Jiang Wang in the stands.
Jiang Jue looked arrogant, but he had secretly asked Qiao Lin through voice transmission. "Who was that person just now?"
Qiao Lin was talkative and had a rich source of information. He could be said to be the "know-it-all" of Qi's team.
"This person is Tianjiao of the famous Tan family in Xia. His name is Tan Ze," Qiao Lin replied through voice transmission.
"Oh, I see." Jiang Wang was expressionless.
In fact, he had secretly decided that he would focus on watching Tan Ze's battle later.
This was called crushing the opponent in terms of aura and taking the opponent seriously in terms of battle.
This was the way to determine the winner.
Jiang Wang chose an empty seat in the stands and sat down. The ten soldiers from the Tian Fu Army who came with him spread out and sat in a circle, protecting him in the middle.
The group of people occupied a large space and was very conspicuous and arrogant.
Jiang Wang was still not used to this kind of domineering and hedonistic attitude, so he forced Qiao Lin to sit beside him.
Qiao Lin's main task was to be a "storyteller" and introduce the various heroes to him.
Qiao Lin was also very clever. He had already gotten the list of today's battles and picked out the ones to explain to Jiang Wang, who could not be underestimated, and which battles were more important.
The eight martial arts arenas were competing at the same time, and the battles on each arena were very exciting. It was too much for the eyes to take in.
Even with Jiang Wang's current experience, it was difficult to distinguish the strong and the weak at a glance. He could only use Qiao Lin's explanation to make a rough selection according to the countries and forces that the participants belonged to, and then observe the situation on the field to determine the battles that he wanted to watch.
The elite soldiers who stood near the arenas like statues and had three golden javelins on their backs were the God's Will Army, one of the eight Jing Jia troops.
The Eight Jia Armies of the Jing Kingdom shook the Central Region. Among them, the Doue Army and the Divine Strategy Army were under the control of the Imperial Family of the Jing Kingdom.
Before the Battle of the Yellow River, the ones in charge of maintaining order were all soldiers of the God's Will Army.
Jiang Wang did not pay much attention to them. Instead, he focused all his attention on the field.
He would use the Dream Token secret technique to simulate every battle in his mind. He would put himself in the shoes of both sides of the battle, rehearse the responses he would make at that moment, and then compare them with the Tianjiao people who were currently fighting.
Let's see whose response was better, why did the fighters on the field make such a choice, and which section was this step to pave the way …
This is very interesting.
Sometimes, his response was completely different from that of the cultivators on the field, but after two or three exchanges, they would reach the same goal. There were times when his response was better, and there were times when the cultivators on the field made choices that surprised him greatly …
It was really exciting.
Heroes from all over the world clashed here, gathering the wind and clouds, causing the hearts of the spectators to surge.
A Confucian scholar's brush flew down like it was flying. Traces of ink leapt out from the paper and condensed into birds and beasts. There were a hundred types of unique techniques that were outstanding.
Some of the followers of the School of Mohism rode on mechanical beasts and charged forward, unharmed by any sword or saber. Swallowing gold and spitting fire, their might was astonishing.
Some of the weapon cultivators' killing intent was like a tornado. Their sabers were like banners all over the field, pouncing forward like a horse trampling over mountains. They brought people into the atmosphere of the battlefield alone.
Some of the cultivators used their swords to simulate the four seasons. Spring rain and winter snow changed seasons, causing the longing in the scabbard to tremble incessantly.
Some of them held their daggers backward and moved like a gust of wind. When the wind rose, the battle began, and when the wind stopped, the outcome was already decided …
It was too exciting.
Jiang Wang could not take his eyes off it.
Seeing the long river, knowing its vastness and majesty, he wanted to draw his sword and roar.
Stepping onto the River-Viewing Platform, watching the changes of the past and present, watching the passage of time like a song, and feeling what greatness was.
Watching the heroes of the world was like watching the wind and clouds!
…
Just as Jiang Wang was immersed in the battle on the field …
A group of people walked in from the south of the "Pillar of Six Directions".
The leader was a middle-aged man in white, extraordinarily handsome.
Next to him were a few elders who seemed to be of high status, chatting and laughing around him. Subconsciously, they fell half a step behind him.
The only woman who walked side by side with him had a veil covering her face. Her excessively clean eyes casually swept left and right …
Then, she saw Jiang Wang.
It was impossible not to see him.
Countless people sat on the huge circular spectator stand.
But no one was as arrogant as this guy.
He came out alone, and he even brought ten guards with him.
Nine guards surrounded him, and one guard stayed close to him to protect him.
There were eleven people in total, and they occupied dozens of seats in front and back!
Those guards were expressionless, and they did not hide their murderous aura at all.
In other places, such arrogance would not be very eye-catching.
At the River-Viewing Platform, when the wind and clouds gathered, the heroes of the world gathered.
There were not many people who had the nerve to do so.
Counting carefully, only Tianjiao, one of the six strongest countries in the world, could do so. The so-called strongest country in the world naturally had the qualifications to look down on the world.
Apart from this guy …
Tianjiao, one of the six strongest countries in the world, did not have a second person to pay attention to this selection competition. Therefore, this person seemed particularly out of place.
Under the veil, she could not help but purse her lips and smile.
She had seen this person draw his sword to fight the enemy, and he was brave and fearless.
She had seen this person patiently and gently coaxing her sister.
She had seen this person with white hair, and he walked down the Snow Embracing Mountain alone …
She had seen his downfall, and she had also seen his determination.
Only … this was the first time she had seen this person be so ostentatious, so ostentatious.
She did not like people who bared their fangs and brandished their claws, but because she knew this person was not like that, she felt that this kind of arrogance was somewhat rare, and thus it was a little interesting.
Looking at this person surrounded by a circle of elite guards, and he occupied the largest seat in the viewing platform, it was really very eye-catching.
But if one looked carefully, one could still see that he was completely focused.
Obviously, his mind was completely focused on the training field, and he did not have the mood to enjoy the feeling of showing off.
Suddenly, her wrist was grabbed.
It was her father, who was beside her, who was communicating with the higher-ups of a few small countries about the intention of cooperation, who had grabbed her hand.
He brought her to the viewing platform on the right.
A voice sounded in her ear, "I know you look down on Zhuang Gaoxian's choice. But that is another matter. Zhuang Gaoxian was able to kill Han Yin, and his strength is not inferior to mine. In fact, if he had not taken the risk to fight in the battle and was seriously injured in the Yong Kingdom, he might not have been slower than me in reaching True Enlightenment. "
Ye Lingxiao was talking and laughing with a few elders, and at the same time, he transmitted his voice to Bei Nu's ear, "We don't need to be afraid of them. But we also don't need to slap their faces. We can protect Jiang Anan, but it's best not to do it openly. So … don't look at him.
In this kind of matter, Ye Qingyu was very obedient.
So she obediently withdrew her gaze, and looked at the training field.
That person was so engrossed in the battle. How exciting was it?
…
As if he had sensed something, Jiang Wang suddenly pulled his gaze away from the battle, and looked to the right.
Suddenly, his eyes brightened. It was Fellow Daoist Ye!
Although the romantic Ye Lingxiao was beside him, he indeed did not make the judgment through Ye Lingxiao, but recognized Ye Qingyu at first sight.
He was very familiar with that pair of clear eyes, and he was also very familiar with that veil!
Jiang Wang was overjoyed. He was about to get up and greet her when suddenly, a cold voice sounded in his ear —
"In order to protect your sister from being discovered by the emperor and officials of the Zhuang Kingdom, you'd better stop staring at my daughter."
In this kind of situation, only a Perfected Person could ensure that they would not be discovered by others.
Da Qi's Tianjiao, Jiang Wang's face was a little hot. He transmitted his voice back, "Perfected Ye, you misunderstood. I, I did not stare …"
Ye Lingxiao's cold snort was quickly cut off, "You better not! Go and watch your competition! "
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