Chapter 147 Son?

Not many people on Shangyuan Island knew about the arrival of the federal army. After all, they finally landed on Tianxing Island, covered by fog. Even if someone saw it from a distance, they were just surprised and didn't know the details.

In the next two days, more and more airships came to Misty Daoist Academy, most of them were federal officials who came to watch the Zhanwu Pavilion competition, and they also landed on Tianxing Island.

Just as the guests from various parties arrived one after another, the day of the Battle of the Martial Arts Pavilion was getting closer and closer, and there were more and more discussions in the various pavilions of Shangyuan Island, and the enthusiasm of anticipation gradually increased with the arrival of this date. stand up.

In fact, during these days, on the one hand, disciples from each pavilion were invited to help in the battle; Apart from that, they are also full of interest in this competition.

Even secretly, some people set up a market, which made the entire Shangyuan Island more lively, and what was discussed on the Lingwang every day was also about the big competition.

As for Wang Baole, on the evening before the competition, he finally refined and adjusted a set of magic tools that he wanted to publicize.

Most of these artifacts are second-grade perfect, but some of them are ordinary second-grade.

"It's a pity that the time is too urgent. Otherwise, it's not impossible for all of them to be second-grade perfect." Wang Baole looked at the magical artifacts he had refined, and was very satisfied, especially with more than ten small wooden barrels inside. It's his carefully crafted eye-catching big move.

Smiling at this moment, Wang Baole felt that he must promote to the extreme this time, even if the disciple of Zhanwu Pavilion who had been kicked in the crotch did not cooperate, Wang Baole could still spread the word, so he closed his eyes and meditated with anticipation to adjust his state.

Nothing to say all night.

In the early morning of the next day, while the bells of Shangyuan Island echoed, in the center of all the hanging mountains in midair, there was a shining light, and a huge formation like a mirror suddenly appeared!

This formation is incomparably mighty, emitting a radiant light, shaking the minds of all who see it. At the same time, outside this formation, there is a person standing in mid-air.

This man was an old man, dressed in a black robe, with an expressionless face, but his voice contained penetrating power, spreading throughout the entire Upper Courtyard Island.

"All those who participated in the battle and those who assisted in the battle, step into this formation and go to the place of assessment. Irrelevant people are not allowed to step in!"

As the words of the old man spread, a large number of figures flew out from the hanging mountains of each pavilion, of which Zhanwu Pavilion naturally had the most people, but there were also many assistants in other pavilions.

There were as many as 20,000 people, some of them stepped on the airship, but some stepped on magic weapons such as flying swords, and went straight to the formation. Looking from a distance, they could see rainbows howling, with an astonishing momentum.

All those who saw it were shaken, and once again clearly realized that this is no longer the Era, but the Lingyuan Era!

Wang Baole had already walked out of the cave, and seeing the astonishing formation in midair, his heart was extremely shocked, and his eyes were filled with envy and excitement.

This was the first time he had seen so many people go up into the sky at the same time, especially many of them were people whose cultivation level surpassed the first level of true breath.

There are even quite a few. As people at the peak of the fifth level of real breath, they are extremely calm, and the coercion they radiate is obviously higher than that of others, and they rush away as if they can destroy the dead.

After taking a few quick breaths, Wang Baole's eyes were brightly lit, and even his blood flowed faster, boiling faintly. He also took out the repaired airship, stepped on it and lifted off directly, turning into a long rainbow, and becoming a member of the crowd in midair. part of repair.

While the airship roared, Wang Baole approached the formation. Seeing that the other people didn't stop at all, they rushed into the formation and disappeared. His heartbeat accelerated without hesitation. , he only felt a flash in front of his eyes, as if piercing through the water, and when he appeared, he suddenly entered a world that he had never been before!

The sky is still blue and white clouds, and the sword sun is shining brightly, but the land is no longer Shangyuan Island, but a piece of land dotted with huge mountain peaks!

The mountain peaks here are very strange. They have four faces, front, back, left, and right, and there are hundreds of peaks. The most amazing thing is that they are like a mold carved, exactly the same, even if the distance between each other is the same. Poor, as copied out.

This strange scene immediately caused an uproar among many people who entered this place for the first time. As more and more people came, when everyone entered the formation and entered this place, the voices of discussion were also one after another.

"How are these mountains... made!"

"This should be a formation?"

"What a great handwriting, I've heard of it, it seems that this place was transformed by a ninth-rank magic weapon from my Misty Dao Academy!"

Amidst the clamor, Wang Baole also took a deep breath. There were too many people around him. Although Wang Baole sent a voice transmission to the faulty war repairer, he couldn't find it for a while. Listening to the discussions of the people around him, he looked down. From those mountain peaks, one can vaguely see that the hundreds of peaks here seem to be divided into five areas, but before Wang Baole can take a closer look, there is a low voice echoing from above them.

"Don't make a lot of noise. The first to fourth floors of True Breath enter the four areas of east, west, north, south, and north respectively, and the fifth floor of True Breath enters the central area!"

The sound was like thunder, and it exploded directly in everyone's ears, making everyone quiet for an instant. After raising their heads subconsciously, the sound of breathing came out again, but no one dared to make any more noise.

Because... above their heads, the original sky has changed. There are actually four huge stairs floating in the sky, connected with each other, forming a word!

You can see a lot of people sitting on it, densely packed, there are hundreds of them, with their height, bowing their heads is enough to witness every competition on all the peaks here!

In particular, there are quite a few of them, and the coercion emanating from their bodies is extremely strong, which makes people feel crazy.

Although the distance is a bit far, ordinary people may not be able to see the faces of those figures on the stairs clearly, but for the monks here, after the spiritual power is concentrated in both eyes, although they cannot see the details, they can still see the appearance clearly.

Wang Baole's heart was shaken, and when he looked up, he glanced at the people on the stairs, and noticed that these people were actually divided into three parts, one part was wearing a uniform uniform, full of killing intent, like soldiers, as for the other two parts, Wang Baole judged, It should be the high-level and federal officials of Misty Taoist Academy.

Among them, Wang Baole felt tingling pain in his eyes just by sweeping his gaze, as if a mortal raised his head to look directly at the sun. Wang Baole was startled, and quickly retracted his gaze. In addition to a big man wearing a black cloak in the military, there is also a middle-aged man wearing a red robe in other seats, like the scorching sun, attracting extraordinary attention.

Just when Wang Baole looked back, suddenly, he had a faint feeling that someone was watching him, and for a moment, Wang Baole thought it was an illusion, and looked over.

At this glance, he immediately saw a woman sitting next to the big man in the military. At this moment, the woman was looking at him coldly, with disgust and sharpness in her eyes.

"It looks familiar...Zhou Lu?!" Wang Baole was stunned for a moment, but he quickly looked away as if nothing had happened.

This woman was exactly the Zhou Lu who used his authority to attack him in the fighting arena in Misty City when he was on Lower Court Island, but was beaten and kicked by him.

"I heard that she went to the military... Looking at her, she seems to recognize me? Could it be that my cheap son Lu Zihao has informed me!" Wang Baole didn't pay much attention to it. Now, as a disciple of Shangyuan Island, he was thinking about Zhou Lu. Could it be that he could still bite himself, so he snorted in his heart and ignored it.

Soon the people around dispersed according to the requirements and entered different areas. Wang Baole also stepped into the East Area as if nothing had happened.

It's just that he can feel that Zhou Lu's gaze is always there.

"It's so annoying..." Wang Baole muttered in his heart, he didn't pay much attention to it, he opened the sound transmission ring, and once again transmitted the sound transmission to that mysterious person in Zhanwu Pavilion that he was going to assist.

Although they exchanged the sound transmission number on the spiritual net, this would be the first time Wang Baole saw each other. After giving the location, he turned off the sound transmission ring, stood there and waited.

But after waiting for a while, seeing that everyone around them had almost completed the group assembly, but the person he was waiting for hadn't arrived yet, Wang Baole became a little anxious, thinking that the other party might be playing tricks on him.

Just as he was thinking this way, suddenly, Wang Baole noticed that someone in the crowd not far away seemed to be looking at him, so he glanced away, and immediately saw a young man standing there with a face as if he had been eaten. An extremely tangled expression.

"Son?" Wang Baole felt that the other party looked familiar. This person was Lu Zihao who was kicked in the crotch by him and broke his fingers, and called him father. He did not enter the Spiritual Breath Township, but obtained the spiritual root through another way, and was admitted to the Shangyuan Island .

Seeing that Wang Baole noticed him at this moment, Lu Zihao gritted his teeth fiercely, and walked step by step with a sullen face, and arrived in front of Wang Baole.

"It couldn't be you..." Wang Baole blinked.

Lu Zihao snorted, raised his chin, didn't speak, and his heart was also tired. If he had no choice but to find someone else to help him.

Wang Baole smiled immediately, looked at Lu Zihao, and couldn't help but speak.

"Come on, call Dad..."

Hearing the word "father", Lu Zihao's forehead suddenly bulged with veins, as if he was about to explode, he took a long while to take a deep breath, and glared at Wang Baole.

"Wang Baole, listen to me. I don't need you to do anything this time. You just made up for it. See, Zhou Lu is on top, and she's staring at you!"

"I'm going, it's really you who informed me, son, you've got a lot of guts!" Wang Baole stared, and was about to speak, but the surroundings had gradually become quiet, Wang Baole snorted, and ignored Lu Zihao, but couldn't help but glanced again from the corner of his eye. Scanning the grandstand in the sky, he found that there were actually seven or eight positions. After casting his gaze towards him, he was a little surprised and blinked.

"Why do you all look at me... Zhou Lu looks at me, I can understand why other people look at me, is it because I am the most different from everyone? It must be like this..." Wang Baole coughed dryly, comforting himself at the same time , I also had doubts in my heart.