Chapter 405

The next day, at the foot of the holy mountain.

At the foot of the holy mountain, there is a huge square paved with white marble. Under the holy light, it radiates pure white and light gold. It looks pure and holy. Near the holy mountain, there is a climbing ladder, which goes up to the top of the mountain.

At the moment, the outside of the square is already crowded and noisy, surrounded by flags, hunting in the wind.

In addition to the flag symbolizing the hall of martial spirit, the most eye-catching one is the flag of 32 teams participating in the competition.

Dai mubai looked at one of the flags tightly.

The background of dark blue sets off 72 bright stars. It looks vast and beautiful. This flag is the flag of the Royal College of Xingluo and the flag of the Empire of Xingluo.

"Mubai, it's time to enter."

Suddenly, Wang Jian standing behind Dai mubai patted Dai mubai's shoulder and said softly.

Dai mubai looked back at Wang Jian, nodded and followed the team.

Above the huge square in the direction of the holy mountain, you can see a woman in a papal robe standing on the climbing ladder. She is wearing a zigzag purple gold crown and holding a two meter long Scepter inlaid with numerous gems.

That pair of eyes under the head up Gu Bo not surprised, almost perfect face noble sacred, make her look so different.

This is the Pope of this generation, bibidong!

The master of this opening ceremony did not come, probably to avoid this beautiful woman.

Wang Jian looked at her a few eyes, then withdrew his eyes and thought of it silently.

Bibidong, a contradictory and complicated woman.

Pitiful, pathetic, lamentable.

But things have been irreparable, he just hope that in the future it is best not to fight with this woman.

On the climbing ladder, a cardinal on the side of bibidong suddenly whispered to her: "Your holiness, this is the College of heavenly spirit teachers. The young man in white on the left side is the dean of this college."

"Well."

Bibidong indicated that he knew, and then his eyes looked at Wang Jian's body, looking light and searching.

Wang Jian's brow slightly wrinkled, subconsciously raised his head. The Pope's eyes looked at each other. Those eyes were so flat that they didn't seem to have any other purpose, but they gave him great pressure.

"What a strong cultivation!"

Wang Jian secretly exclaimed in his heart that the current Bi Bi Dong had at least ninety-seven or eight levels of cultivation.

Apart from other things, the talent of bidong is absolutely terrible!

The night vision behind Wang Jian moved. Liu Mei wrinkled slightly. Then he raised his head and looked at Bi Bi Dong with his scarlet eyes.

Eyes crossed, no one knows.

Bibidong was shocked and took a deep look at the dark night.

No, why did I just ignore the existence of this girl?!

Bibidong felt a little difficult to understand. Her brow was also frowning. She looked at her indifferent eyes in the dark night and felt the pressure.

Bibidong's indifferent face changed slightly, and even the hand holding the scepter became tight.

She found that... The girl's cultivation was not weaker than her!

"Dark night!"

Walking in front of Wang Jian suddenly eyebrows slightly pick, some dissatisfied toward the back of the dark night scold way.

He took a look at Wang Jian in the dark, then drew back his eyes to bibidong. His face was calm, as if the fight with bibidong just now was just Wang Jian's illusion,

Wang Jian can't help feeling a little tired. Don't make trouble, boss. It's someone else's home!

……

In a corner of the square, there is a dignified team standing there, just a few people burst out of a strong aura, it is difficult to get close to them, they are dressed in a unified white dress, between the eyebrows is full of arrogant color, as if looking at the opponents around as if nothing.

And the teams around them are consciously far away from them, with awe in their eyes.

And this is the team of the martial spirit hall!

Looking at the Tianxing soul Teacher College slowly entering the square, all their eyes focused on the two teams.

"Is this the college that his holiness has made us pay special attention to? It's really admirable that they dare to divide up two teams to take part in the competition.... "

The speaker was a strong member of the team in the wuhundian. He held his hands around his chest and looked at the team of Tianxing soul teacher college, with a sarcastic tone.

As the captain of the team, Xie Yue also looked at the team of Tianxing soul teacher college. Hearing his teammates' disdain, he frowned slightly and warned, "this is the content that your holiness has ordered you to pay special attention to. Yan, don't despise it, otherwise... You know it!"

"Cut, I know!"

"But Xie Yue, look who these two teams are. Are they all children in that team?"

"Well, they are not very old indeed. According to the latest information, some of them are only 12 years old this year, but they are already more than 30 years old. Think about it. What kind of cultivation were you when you were 12 years old?"

Yan's face changes slightly, 12 years old already is soul Zun?

When he was 12 years old, he was still climbing in the stage of great soul master, right? Are these guys so talented?

But

"After all, they are still too small. The world depends on strength rather than talent!"

Xie Yue shook her head slightly.

"Is that him?"

"Well?"

Xie Yue turned her head and looked at her sister who murmured to me from Tianxing soul teacher college. She asked strangely, "what is he?"

Beside, Yan pricked up his ears.

Hu Lina's eyebrows slightly wrinkled, with an indescribable charming state.

"The dean of Tianxing soul teacher college, if I remember correctly, I met him in Wuhun city a few years ago."

"Well? Have you met him? "

Xie Yue was a little surprised.

Hu Lena nodded her head slightly and said in a strange tone: "it seems that he is almost the same as when I saw him a few years ago. He looks like a teenager a few years ago. It's really strange..."

On the square, Dai mubai and Zhu Zhuqing suddenly look shocked and look out at the crowd.

"... he is the Royal College of Xingluo!"

After the introduction of the emcee, a team slowly entered the square from outside the crowd.

Looking at the leader of the team, the young man who has five points similar to himself, Dai mubai finds that his heart is very calm, and there is no wave. This kind of feeling is very strange.

Behind him, Wang Jian seemed to see what he thought and said with a smile.

"Now he is no longer your opponent, your opponent is only you."

Dai mubai suddenly realized that he was looking at the entrance of the team as usual. Even his brother saw him and ignored his eyes, which could not arouse any waves in his heart.

He suddenly laughed and stopped looking.

Yes, now my opponent is no longer you.

So he thought.