Along with the lines narrated on the spot, the flags of the eight gates were hung high around the Tianchen martial arts arena.
The clan totem created by hundreds of crystal lamps is shining with various lights, shining in various stands.
In an instant, the martial arts arena was filled with thunderous shouts and excitement!
At the commentary table, an elegant and dignified woman wearing a jade amplification charm began the introduction.
"Hello everyone, the host of this eight-door competition is still me, Dong Qing!"
"And the two people beside me are also senior commentators and referees who are familiar to everyone in Hongmeng"
"Elder Yan Song from the Qu Ru clan, and Elder Wang Bingbing from the Chiqu clan."
As soon as Dong Qing introduced them, Yan Song and Wang Bingbing also stood up with smiles and paid tribute to the big bosses in all the stands and suspended boxes in all directions.
"Wow! I miss you so muchYe Fan, does it look like when we went to attend the Seth Conference?" Ai'er said with a sweet smile.
Ye Fan nodded and joked: "Why, the number one 'Air Brother' is going to make a comeback?"
"Air is no longer strong enough, we have to work hard," Aier puffed her lips.
Xiao Xiner asked curiously: "Are these three host commentators deliberately selected from ordinary people and small clans?"
"Yes, these three commentators are also Hongmeng's most popular commentators for large-scale events in the past few hundred years."
"Hongmeng has complex ingredients. If the explanation is inappropriate, it may cause dissatisfaction among all parties."
"These three people have nothing to do with the big clan, and they usually keep themselves clean, so they are more able to convince the public," Xiao Wangge explained with a smile.
At this time, the host Dong Qing had already begun to introduce the distinguished guests present
"As everyone knows, the eight-door competition in this world, because of the patron saint's focus, rewards are generous!"
¡°First, you can make a wish directly with the Guardian God, and secondly and thirdly, you can also enter Hongmeng and become the Glory of the Gate!¡±
¡°Such a unique competition also allowed some distinguished guests from Hongmeng to attend in person!¡±
"In the minds of countless disciples of the Shenlong clan, he is a well-deserved leader! The hero of Hongmeng! The master of the Nine Heavenly Palaces, the Blue Dragon of the Eight Tribulations, the myth of the world! Feng Jiuxiao!"
Dong Qing shouted and stretched out his hand to guide the suspended stands with golden dragon patterns.
Feng Jiuxiao, with several key members of the Nine Heavenly Palace, was looking down from the huge floor-to-ceiling windows.
With a smile on his face, he raised his hand slightly to signal to the stands on the Shenlong side. As for the other stands, he didn't pay much attention to them.
The tsunami-like cheers at the scene proved that Feng Jiuxiao indeed has the highest popularity and prestige.
But inside the Shenlong Pavilion, Feng Jiuxiao and others would not actually hear the noise outside.
He asked calmly: "The patron saint hasn't arrived yet?"
"No, Mr. Long didn't make any movement," Ji Liuhe replied from behind.
"Brother, has Mr. Long changed his mind temporarily? He attaches so much importance to the competition, why don't you come?" Qi Sanchuan said, playing with the dice.
"Even if Master Long is in Hongmeng, he can still control every move here. He must be unwilling to come out," Feng Jiuxiao said.
"That's right, the patron saint is true to his word." The brothers were not too worried.
At this time, Dong Qing had already introduced Tianfeng Pavilion.
"The legend of the Phoenix clan, the bloody Suzaku of the past! The Demon Emperor's wife who brought peace between humans and demons! Elder Xiao Wangge!"
Xiao Wangge stood in front of the window with a graceful and dignified manner, smiling and nodding to the supporters below.
"Beihan Temple, Lord Zhou Hankong!"
"Master of Tianlei Valley, Elder Baihen"
After introducing a group of big guys who came to watch the game, the audience became more and more excited.
After all, most monks in Hongmeng may not meet these people once in their lifetime.
"Now, I declare that the drawing process is official"
Just as Dong Qing was about to start, a staff member ran over and whispered a few words.
When Dong Qing heard this, he quickly changed the subject and said: " Audiences, please be patient, because the genius of the Shock Gate, Ying Congye, has not signed in yet, so we need to wait for a while"
¡°Several elders from Zhenmen said that something unexpected happened, please give me some tea time¡¡±
There were bursts of boos at the scene, and various gestures of contempt were made towards the shocked stands.
The people of the White Tiger clan who were shocked were anxious, whispering to each other, discussing what was going on.
"Ying Congye"
Ye Fan squinted his eyes, thoughtfully.
Dong QingweiIn order to avoid a cold moment, quickly communicate with the commentator next to you.
"Elder Yan Song and Elder Wang Bingbing, what do you two think is the biggest highlight of this competition?"
Yan Song stroked his beard and said with a smile: "In this competition, the patron saint personally appeared and paid enough attention to it, and all the sects sent out the strongest!"
"In terms of the overall strength of the players, this is probably a rare event in the past thousands of years!"
Wang Bingbing nodded: "I agree with Mr. Yan's statement. Not only that, as far as I know, there are also contestants from the wilderness in this competition, representing Xunmen and Duimen respectively!"
"Oh?" Dong Qing said in surprise: "I haven't heard of this. It seems that Elder Wang has some gossip?"
"Actually, it's not a secret. The Savage Emperor Swordsman and his party are watching the battle in Tianfeng Pavilion."
Wang Bingbing smiled, stretched out her hand and said, "There are many demon sects in Xunmen and Duimen, and they have a close relationship with Mrs. Xiao Wangge and Miss Jian Yuzhu."
¡°For this competition, the patron saint has sent people to invite strong men from all races in the wilderness. Apparently, he has also acquiesced to this way of participating.¡±
"It seems that this competition is not only a competition between the eight sects of Hongmeng, but also a contest between Hongmeng and Savagery!"
Dong Qing made a summary with a smile, and said excitedly: "The latest news! Mr. Ying Congye has signed in, and the lottery has officially begun!!"
Hundreds of musicians immediately played majestic and magnificent music.
In the high-pitched melody, eight figures wearing different colors of clothing walked out from the eight martial arts arena gates.
Dong Qing began to introduce passionately:
"Qianmen! The Shenlong clan is gone!"
"Kunmen! Zhulong clan, Zhu Qiuhan!"
"Shock the door! Baihu clan, Ying Congye!"
"Xunmen! The Wild Dragon Clan, the Emperor's Fist is as wide as the sky!"
"Kanmen! Xuanming clan, the young master of Beihan Temple, Zhou Xuhua!"
"Leave the door! Fenghuang clan, Xiao Rou!"
"Genmen! Qingqiu War God Wuye Wenfeng!"
"Duimen! The Savage Dragon Clan, Ji Hantian!"
When Ye Fan saw Zhou Xuwu, he couldn't help but be stunned.
"This guy is actually the Young Palace Master?"
"Uncle, do you know that person named Zhou Xuwang?" Xiao Wangge asked.
Ye Fan shook his head, "I can't say we know each other. Is my sister-in-law familiar with him?"
"It's not clear, it just appeared suddenly, but Zhou Hankong has always been cautious, and the city is quite deep, so he shouldn't send someone out easily," Xiao Wangge said.
"Brother Ye Fan, who do you think will win this time?" Du Yuner asked curiously.
Everyone also looked at Ye Fan. After all, with Ye Fan's vision, he could basically see the final result. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com