Volume 2 of the Heroes of the Eternals Empire Ambition Donghan’s 87th Year, May 10th.

The dawn has just broken, and the dawn has begun to dew, and the dawn has appeared in the sky, indicating that a new day has begun.

The ringtone of the early-waking of Tianyong Sword Academy did not ring "Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding D

Although this is the case, there are many agile postures appearing in the wide training ground, and everyone is running hard.

Running means hope, dream, and will win a good ranking in today's martial arts competition.

Gongsun Mou had already woken up. He looked at Long Qingyun next to him sleeping like mud, and couldn't help but sigh: "This guy has a good mentality. He can still sleep so sweetly on the eve of the war."

"What's the fragrance? I'm closing my eyes to rest!" A leisurely voice sounded.

Gongsun Mou was suddenly shocked, sat up from the bed, and said, "You boy have woken up long ago!"

Long Qingyun said loudly: "Yes, we have developed a habit and will wake up naturally at this point."

The two of them turned over, after some washing up, they came to the running training ground together.

"Oh, there are so many people!" Long Qingyun sighed and joined the running team with Gongsun Mou.

Soon, three beautiful figures came into view and appeared in front of you. Long Qingyun accelerated his pace and chased after him.

"Hi! The three beauties get up so early." Long Qingyun greeted.

Tuoba Xi smiled and said, "We have been running for a cup of tea before you get up, you lazy!"

Mo Zhixuan glanced at Long Qingyun and said with a smile: "We can't sleep, so we just got up and ran. It seems that you are confident and sleeping so comfortably."

Mei Wanting's wonderful eyes swept to Long Qingyun and reminded: "In every year's martial arts competition, a large number of experts from outside the Tianyong Sword Academy come to the scene and wait for an opportunity to go on stage to challenge. Don't be proud."

Long Qingyun said leisurely: "I am not proud of myself. I am satisfied if I can defeat Mei Changting." After saying that, he smiled awkwardly.

Mei Wanting frowned. This guy came again, looking careless and smiling, not serious.

Mei Wanting said aloud: "Don't be happy too early. You can defeat me. Let's talk about it. My brother is no match for me at all!" His face was solemn and serious.

Tuoba Xi waved his hand quickly and said with a worried look on his face: "Senior Sister Wanting, I heard you say that if you defeat you, you will marry him. Isn't this true?"

Long Qingyun and Gongsun Mou smiled at each other. The rules were a bit interesting. Mo Zhixuan looked confused and seemed to feel worried!

Mei Wanting said proudly: "You haven't seen my strength. Am I so easy to be defeated? Besides, the game adopts an elimination system. If you lose a game, you will be eliminated. Don't worry, before the end, Long Qingyun you are thinking about will be eliminated long ago."

Everyone burst into laughter!

The sun is rising slowly, and on the wide training ground, the high pace and agile posture are full of vitality.

At the hour of the year, the rising sun is in the sky, and the blue sky is as clear as a washing.

On the stands in the north of the martial arts venue, seven wide leather chairs were placed in turn. Sitting in the center was the Nine Sage King Wanyan Jingtai, the ninth brother of the current emperor Wanyan Jingkuo, who was in charge of the Ministry of War and was powerful.

Wanyan Jingtai is about 35 or thirty-five years old, with a clear and vigorous face, elegant manners, wearing a feathered crown on his head, a four-clawed python robe, and exudes the aura of Wang Gui.

On the left is a gray robe, with a majestic Marquis of Zhenguo, and on the right is a middle-aged man in his 40s, with his eyes as he looked like a torch and his expression was majestic. This person is Jiang Tianci, the leader of the Xuantian Sect, one of the "Four Greatests in the World".

Fu Chaoxi, the director of Tianyong Sword Academy, sat on Mei Tingao's left, stood up and waved his hand. The noisy crowd suddenly calmed down.

Fu Chaoxi said loudly: "Today is the annual martial arts competition for my Tianyong Sword Academy. I was fortunate to invite His Highness Jiuxian King, Mei Tingao, Marquis of Zhenguo, Jiang Tianci, leader of Xuantian Sect, Dongfang Bai, president of Tianlu Academy, Qiu Qianhai, president of Tianzuo Sword Academy, and Yan Xiaofeng, leader of Tiancheng Sword Palace."

The martial arts performance venue was surrounded by martial arts experts from all over Donghan. When Fu Chaoxi's introduction, the noise suddenly started. These people who were buzzing around the world usually heard that they could actually see their true faces today, and everyone applauded excitedly.

Fu Chaoxi continued: "Nine Sage Kings are invited to speak and give the opening speech."

The Nine Sage King Wanyan Jingtai slowly stood up, as strong as a mountain, as powerful as a rainbow, and said:

"It is a blessing for me to gather in Donghan. Today is a grand day for martial arts to make friends. All heroes present can go on stage to challenge the disciples of Tianyong Sword Academy. The game is subject to an elimination system. If you lose a game, you will be eliminated."

The crowd was excited and the thunderous applause was remembered.

The deep and high-pitched voice of the Nine Sage King Wanyan Jingtai sounded again: "Now I announce that the competition has officially begun!"

According to the rules of the competition, each class sent one or two contestants to attend the competition. In the end, the remaining thirteen contestants on the court were the thirteen masters of Tianyong Sword Academy and accepted the challenge of the martial arts heroes present.

In fact, in the annual martial arts competition of Tianyong Sword Academy, the champion is not necessarily a disciple of Tianyong Sword Academy, but sometimes other martial arts people.

This is also the reason why the Tianyong Sword Academy martial arts competition is so sensational and famous. Tianlu Academy, Tianzuo Sword Academy, and Tiancheng Sword Palace send a large number of disciples to participate in the competition every year.

Two young men in blue robe climbed up the stairs and walked to the martial arts stage. The two bowed their hands.

The tall man pointed the sword in his hand in the void and rushed upwards. The fat white young man blocked the sword with his sword, and the two started fighting fiercely.

In a moment, it fought seven or eight times.

Suddenly! The tall man suddenly changed his move, and when he was unable to make any moves, he stabbed out thirteen swords in a row. His momentum was fast and sharp, and he was ruthless.

"Clang!" With a sound, the cold iron knife in the white fat young man flew out of his hand, and a green sword was placed on his throat.

The fat young man said, "I lost!"

Warm applause burst out from the crowd. Marquis of Zhenguo, who was sitting in the stands, looked relaxed: "I didn't expect that Changting's Thirteen Swords of Chasing Life have improved a lot!"

Immediately afterwards, two challengers came up one by one, all of whom were solved by Mei Changting. Thunderous applause sounded again in the crowd, and Mei Changting's cry became louder and louder.

Mei Changting walked off the martial arts stage with high ambitions, defeated three opponents in a row, and successfully advanced to the top 13.

Next, the dazzling and exciting competition continued. The sword light and sword shadows were swept freely, and the fists and feet galloped across the board.

An hour passed.

Finally, the top 13 players were determined. 13 centurions were selected from the 1,300 disciples, that is, the 13 masters of Tianyong Sword Academy.

Mei Changting, Long Qingyun, Qi Shaofeng, and Mei Wanting are all in the list.

The noise became intense again, and the part of accepting the challenge of martial arts heroes present began.

Mei Changting and Mei Wanting are after all, family members of the wealthy family who have been famous for a long time in the Daxing Prefecture of Zhongdu. Everyone stared at Wenwen’s weak Long Qingyun.

Long Qingyun stood with his sword and stood on the martial arts stage.

At this time, a young man in white dress, wearing a shaped body, walked towards Long Qingyun with a sword.

Everyone looked away.

He was shocked and turned out to be the number one master among the disciples of Tianlu Academy.

Gong Zhengming, known as the "Zhongdu Quick Sword".
Chapter completed!