Return from the second dimension

Under the leadership of the local tyrant captain, Chen Bo visited the inner city as he wished, and looked at the places mentioned by his grandfather, his face was full of excitement.

After the visit, Chen Bo said goodbye to the local captain and hurried back to the rest of the team.

He has made up his mind to do his best to become one of the hundred task performers.

In the future legends, his name Chen Bo must appear.

Three days passed in a flash.

The young monks from various colleges, building cities, and Rift Territory in the Sacred Dragon War Zone had gathered in Sacred Dragon City at this time.

More than seven million registered contestants, after some elimination, fewer than 10,000 participated in the finals.

With a probability of elimination of nearly one in a thousand, all the players participating in the finals are young talents. If nothing happens, they will surely do something in the future.

It is precisely because of this that these young cultivators have received unprecedented attention, and the online platform of the war zone is extremely lively, arguing about who will be successfully selected.

Countless people rushed to the final venue and wanted to witness the scene of the final final. Those who could not make it would also watch the live broadcast.

About 30 kilometers away from the city of Holy Dragon, a huge ring field appeared out of thin air. This is the venue for the final finals.

Because of the use of the space array, the stadium can accommodate millions of people, and it is not crowded.

Before this was just a piece of emerald green grass, but only overnight, a giant stadium appeared.

Legend has it that Your Excellency Tang Zhen made the shot himself, and completed this huge project within a single thought, which amazed the onlookers at that time.

When the day was just dimly light, spectators began to appear on the stadium one after another, and when the early morning arrived, the audience seats in the stadium were already overcrowded.

Thousands of king-level monks guard the arena to prevent accidents from appearing, and their majestic figures are daunting.

What is surprising is that although there are countless onlookers in this stadium, there are constant discussions among each other, but there are not many noisy voices.

A monk who is proficient in rune formations can see the doorway. The corners of the arena are densely covered with various formations. When those noisy sounds appear, they are quickly filtered out.

Thinking of Tang Zhen being able to lay out such a complicated and mysterious rune array while building the arena, the hearts of those monks were full of admiration.

Just when the game was about to begin, a large group of monks suddenly appeared in the air in the direction of the Holy Dragon City, and came quickly toward the arena.

Flying over the Holy Dragon City is strictly prohibited. This is a rule that everyone knows. If you can ignore this rule, you must be a privileged person.

"It's Your Excellency Tang Zhen, Your Excellency Tang Zhen is here!"

I don't know which monk was shouting loudly, and then I saw that on the huge arena, all the audience stood up at the same time, looking up at the group of monks who had approached.

Sure enough, at the forefront of the group of monks, a young man wearing purple and gold armor was looking around with a smile, while gently waving his hand in greeting.

"Meet Your Excellency Tang Zhen!"

No one is directing, but the audience at the stadium bowed and saluted at the same time, and their voices went straight into the sky.

Seeing this master of the war zone who established the Sacred Dragon War Zone with his own hands, and even gained a reputation in the Three Thousand War Zone, countless monks were excited.

They have all heard of Tang Zhen's name for a long time, and they finally have the fate today, how can they not be so excited?

Some people even came here for the purpose of not watching the game at all, but hoping to see Tang Zhen with their own eyes and see the legend in his heart.

Amidst the cheers of the mountains and the tsunami, Tang Zhen and others sat on the specially reserved seats and looked at the stadium below intently.

The audience only noticed that the monks who followed Tang Zhen were either the city lord of each building or the famous Spirit Emperor monk in the war zone.

These people are rarely seen on weekdays, but gathered here today, which not only makes the audience more excited.

"Is the one next to Tang Zhen Your Excellency Tyson?"

"Yes, the other is Lord Qianlong, the lord of our Loucheng!"

"Who are those beautiful monks, why are they sitting next to Your Excellency Tang Zhen?"

"Do you usually only know about cultivation and never log on to the war zone network? How come you can't even recognize Lord Murong Ziyue and Lord Lisa?"

"Of course I know the two of them, and I also know the wife of Your Excellency Tang Zhen, but you tell me who that little girl is?"

"Uh...I don't know either. Could it be your daughter Tang Zhen?"

"Don't be bullshit, Your Excellency Tang Zhen's children are all grown-ups, but this is clearly a little girl!"

The surrounding audience talked a lot, and Tang Zhen sitting in the stands talked and laughed freely, as if the surrounding environment could not have any influence on him.

"Tang Zhen, did you hear that, they said I was your daughter, which is really annoying."

When Tang Zhen was chatting with Qianlong and Tyson, the little girl next to her turned around and said in a crisp voice.

"Thinking of the Lord Mother Tree as the daughter of the city lord, their eyes definitely have a problem, but it's no wonder that you don't know it, as the Lord Mother Tree is used to it."

Qianlong smiled and said, but anyone with a discerning eye could see that there was a trace of teasing in his smile.

No one can believe that the energy incarnation of the giant tree that covers almost half of the inner city is a cute little loli.

Thinking of the weight of the mother tree in the hearts of the residents of Sacred Dragon City, and then looking at the porcelain doll-like little guy in front of me, how could Qianlong feel strange.

Qianlong now has white hair, neatly tied together by silver rings, and even his eyebrows have turned white, but his face is still the same as before.

Just in this way, it gives people a very devilish feeling, coupled with the usual unsmiling, some people even secretly call him the white-haired demon.

As the Lord of the Loucheng, he has launched invasions on several planes, and the experience of life and death has made Qianlong's temperament more stable.

The nickname of the White-haired Demon Lord is not that simple, in the hearts of the enemy, he is an out-and-out devil.

However, in front of Tang Zhen, Qianlong returned to the lazy appearance of the year, and even teased the mother tree incarnation with leisure.

The mother tree pursed her mouth when she heard the words, but when she thought that she was not Qianlong's opponent, she finally snorted and ignored him.

She is not like this, but the image of the avatar cannot change, not to mention that she is really just a child according to the life span of the mother tree.

Seeing the mother tree exasperating, everyone laughed and the atmosphere became more relaxed.

Looking at the familiar faces around him, Tang Zhen couldn't help feeling a little bit of emotion. Many of the residents in the outbuildings who followed him at the beginning now have important positions.

Even in the high-profile finals, there are still some old residents unable to make it because they are on the battlefield in another world.

Tang Zhen didn't force everyone to gather, because he knew in his heart that it was with the Loucheng monks who were by his side and fighting in other worlds that the Sacred Dragon Battlefield would have the prosperous scene today.

When you get it, you have to pay something. The old residents who are fighting abroad don't want to come back. They just can't help it.

Before you know it, the time for the final has officially arrived.

A team of heroic young monks, led by their respective leaders, entered the arena in groups.

Among the lineups participating in the finals, the teams in the various buildings of the Shenglong Theater undoubtedly have the strongest strength.

Especially the young monks from the Holy Dragon City have a cultivation environment far superior to other buildings, making them more competitive.

The young monks in other castles should not be underestimated. Perhaps their birth environment is not as good as that of the Holy Dragon City, but they may not be worse in terms of their talents?

In addition to the teams from various buildings and cities, the young monks of the folk academy are equally inferior.

Although they didn't have the same increase in training as the building cities, they also had a pretty good training environment because of the promotion of the practice rune array.

Young monks who can stand out in this kind of environment are the best choice for their xinxing talents.

The young cultivators from the Rift Territory are also outstanding characters, because the energy of heaven and earth is extremely strong, and the advantages in cultivation naturally need not be said.

Compared with the teams in the building cities and colleges, the young monks from the Rift Territory are generally younger, which is both an advantage and a disadvantage.

The three major types of teams have their own strengths, and now they are together, inevitably fighting each other.

Tang Zhen and the others looked open and smiled. They didn't care about the final result. They only needed to see the scene where geniuses gathered, and their hearts were full of accomplishment.