Chapter 101: Nalan Yan's Favor

As soon as Wei Xiong's voice fell, the twenty-six young geniuses who had successfully passed the first round of qualifications immediately turned their attention to the Holy Light Elder who was slowly descending from the void, with a gleam in their eyes!

The second round of battle will determine the final top ten in the Hundred Cities Battle.

In other words, the battle the day after tomorrow will be crucial, because the day after tomorrow, the ten strongest will be born from the remaining twenty-six young geniuses!

And these ten strongest people have the qualifications to join the Holy Way of All Heavens and become disciples of this super sect!

At this moment, the twenty-six young geniuses who had qualified for promotion and were scattered throughout the circular stone seat were all excited and their eyes were blazing!

Stepping onto the fighting stage again, Elder Shengguang felt the more than twenty scorching gazes directed at him. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and his gaze was meaningful.

Looking at these young faces, Elder Shengguang seemed to remember what he looked like when he was young. He was the same as these young people in front of him.

"Whoosh whoosh..."

Hundreds of figures continued to shoot out from the circular stone seat. The first round of the final battle was over, and the crowd of spectators naturally began to leave.

However, there were constant discussions with various emotions coming from the mouths of these leaving men and women, which was very lively. Obviously, this Hundred Cities War was different from the past, and the monks living in the first main city were also extremely concerned and concerned.

"Sister Mo, are you saying that all these people watching the battle are monks from the first main city?"

Still standing in the circular stone seat, Ye Wuque glanced at the overwhelming figures leaving, with a hint of shock in his tone.

"Well, they have lived in the first main city since they were born. They are all very talented. They are managed by the elders of the first main city. Whether it is the skills they practice, the pills they take, The mortal weapons he possesses are far higher than those of the descendants of aristocratic families in the top 100 major cities.”

Mo Honglian looked at Lin Yingluo, who was still a little pale, with a little pity, and answered Ye Wuque's question.

After hearing Mo Honglian's answer, the shock in Ye Wuque's eyes slowly dissipated, but another question arose in his heart.

"Why didn't they participate in the Hundred Cities War? Brother Wu Que, is that what you want to ask?"

As if she guessed what Ye Wuque was thinking, Mo Honglian raised her red lips slightly and looked at Ye Wuque with her beautiful eyes.

"Please let me know, Sister Mo."

Seeing that Mo Honglian had seen through his thoughts, Ye Wuque asked casually. Sima Ao on the side was also full of doubts. Lin Yingluo was being supported by Mo Qingye and Mo Baiou at the moment, so there was no need for him. help.

Among the tens of thousands of people watching the battle, there were many geniuses who were equally powerful at a young age. Some geniuses were even stronger than the young geniuses who participated in the Hundred Cities War.

If these geniuses from the first main city also participated in the Hundred Cities War, then this scene would be ten times more intense and exciting than now!

So, why don’t these geniuses from the first main city participate in the Hundred Cities War?

You know, in this Hundred Cities Battle, the top ten people can join Zhongzhou’s super sect, the Holy Way of the Heavens!

This is a road to heaven for every young monk who harbors the dream of becoming a strong man, and it is impossible for anyone not to be tempted by this.

“Because of the sense of belonging and the resources.”

Mo Honglian said these words softly.

Belonging and resources?

Mo Honglian's words immediately made Ye Wuque's eyes narrow, as if he thought of something.

"They were born in the First Main City since they were young, and all their memories are here. They are different from us. The First Main City is their home."

"We come from the hundred major cities. Although the hundred major cities all look up to the First Major City, in our eyes, the feeling of respect and support for the First Major City is because the First Major City has guarded the East for too long. , we deserve this.”

The slightly incomprehensible words came out of Mo Honglian's mouth, and the doubts in Ye Wuque's heart were gradually solved.

These young monks of the same generation who are watching the battle do not need to participate in the Hundred-City War at all, because they do not need to prove anything, and they do not need to obtain better resources.

Because the first main city had already given them all these when they were young.

As for worshiping into the super sect, the Holy Way of All Heavens?

Perhaps in the eyes of the younger generation of these first main cities, they are indeed very yearning for it, otherwise this Hundred Cities War would not attract them to come and watch the battle, but more of them just think about it. They will not leave Dongtu, nor the first main city, because the first main city is their home, giving them a sense of cohesion and belonging.

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The monks of the same generation in the First Main City are the hope for the future of the First Main City itself, and they are also the reason why the First Main City can be passed down from generation to generation.

Therefore, for them, the Hundred Cities War is just a way to gain insights and rich experience. They will never leave the first main city or the Eastern Land.

Because in addition to the first main city, there will also be extremely talented young geniuses in the hundred main cities in the east. Although their background may not be as good as the monks in the first main city, through their own efforts, they have the ability to participate in the hundred cities. To have the qualifications to fight in a big war, and to have the qualifications to leave the Eastern soil, this is also an extremely remarkable thing in the eyes of the younger generation in the first main city.

Such a virtuous cycle between the two can make the land of Dongtu exist in the Northern Territory forever and be passed down from generation to generation.

"No wonder they, both men and women, are all wearing uniform military robes. It turns out that there are tens of thousands of them all monks trained by the First Main City itself! It is indeed worthy of being the First Main City, and only here can we have such Big deal!”

Sima Ao couldn't help but sigh. With Mo Honglian's prompting, he also figured out the doubtful question in Ye Wuque's mind.

"That's right, just the elixirs and mortal weapons will be consumed every day. Apart from the first main city, there is no other place in the entire Eastern Territory that has such a profound foundation and resources."

Nodding slightly, Ye Wuque was sighing at the monks in the first main city and at the same time marveling at the profound heritage the first main city had.

After clarifying the doubts in his mind, Ye Wuque stopped staying and followed the crowd, leaving the circular stone seat and heading towards the first main city. The three Mo sisters, Sima Ao and Lin Yingluo followed closely behind. .

"Buzz..." "Boom"

This is an extremely quiet place with a quiet environment, similar to the small building where we rested temporarily before entering the first main city.

More than twenty figures flashed one after another, and the leader of the three of them was Ye Wuque. But at this moment, Ye Wuque's eyes were full of shock and admiration, as if he had seen many things that made his mind shake along the way. The scene, and the expressions on the faces of Mo Honglian and Sima Ao who followed closely behind were exactly the same.

As for the other twenty young geniuses who were successfully promoted, they also had almost the same expression, and they were obviously not in a calm mood.

"The first main city is indeed worthy of being the patron saint of Eastern Earth! It is truly magnificent and magnificent!"

After leaving the circular stone seat, the twenty-six people who qualified for the second round of battle went to the rest area under the leadership of an elder from the first main city.

Along the way, under the deliberate leadership of the elder, they saw almost the entire first main city, which was an eye-opener for the twenty-six young monks.

The ring-shaped stone seat, the martial arts training field, the Yuanli River, the power transmission hall... and so on, all the things in the first main city are open to the eyes of the twenty-six young monks, and every place is accumulated with the baptism and baptism of time. The luck that has shrouded it for countless years!

Along the way, the twenty-six people's eyes were completely opened, and they also learned about the traces and proofs of the existence of a great inheritance force, which aroused a deeper yearning and expectation in their hearts!

"Little guys, you can rest here in the courtyard of the monastery all day tomorrow, and you can also walk around and have a look. This elder will come here to pick you up the day after tomorrow."

As an old voice fell, the elder of the first main city suddenly rose into the sky, turned into a stream of light and galloped towards the horizon.

After the elder left, someone immediately moved around and walked towards many monasteries.

Everyone who can stand here now has experienced a battle, and is slightly tired at this moment. They are not in the mood to care about other things, and they only want to practice and restore their own energy.

"Whoosh whoosh..."

Soon, there were less than ten people left in front of the monastery courtyard.

Because Lin Yingluo, Mo Qingye and Mo Baiou were eliminated, they were naturally no longer here at this moment, but went to the area of ​​Longguang Main City in the first main city.

With Mo Qingye and Mo Baiou accompanying them, Ye Wuque and Sima Ao were not worried about anything serious happening to Lin Yingluo.

However, Sima Ao looked solemn at this moment. He nodded to Ye Wuque and Mo Honglian and chose a monastery to enter.

Sima Ao's murderous intention towards Lin She continued to accumulate as time went by, although he knew that with his current cultivation at the peak of the middle stage of the Soul Realm, he would not be Lin She's opponent.

But Sima Ao didn't care about this. All he cared about was revenge for Lin Yingluo.

Therefore, in the next day, he will practice hard. Even if he cannot make a breakthrough, he will try his best to try.

Looking at Sima Ao's back, Ye Wuque sighed slightly, how could he not know what Sima Ao was thinking.

Mo Honglian next to her saw Ye Wuque sighing, and a trace of interest flashed in her beautiful eyes, as if she had thought of something. At that moment, she also said hello to Ye Wuque, and also walked towards a monastery.

In the end, Ye Wuque also chose to see the Jingshe and walked towards him. However, when he entered the Jingshe, he suddenly noticed a gaze. When he looked back, he caught a glimpse of a beautiful back.

With his eyes moving, Ye Wuque rubbed the storage ring on his finger, and an idea came to his mind again.

"Buzz"

Ye Wuque entered the monastery and immediately began to practice. The fighting energy of the holy way enveloped his body. He also began to think about today's battle with Pang Zhong, constantly summarizing and pondering.

The night flew by in a hurry.

Early in the morning of the second day, the sun rose, and there was warmth and peace between heaven and earth, which seemed to be incompatible with the upcoming fiery battle, and seemed to be warming up for something.

A slender figure stood in front of the door of a monastery, with bright eyes and hands behind his back. It was Ye Wuque who had finished his training.

"Miss Nalan, please forgive Ye Wuque for coming to bother me."

As soon as Ye Wuque finished speaking, the door of the monastery was opened, and a soft daughter's voice came from inside.

"It's too late for Nalan to be happy that Mr. Ye can come to visit, so how can he blame him?"

Nalanyan's words made Ye Wuque's eyes move, and then he stopped stopping and stepped in.

Ye Wuque came to Nalanyan's monastery this time with only one purpose, and that was to repay Nalanyan's favor.

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