Three days later, at the northwest drill ground.
This was a backup base for the Brocade Guard of the Eastern Ridge City. It was located in an isolated area in the northwest forest.
Today was the day of the selection of the Royal Guards. Many Embroidered Uniform Guards had gathered here in an imposing manner.
Ye Huang walked into the place with his sword. He glanced at the people in the distance and found a remote corner. He pulled his bamboo hat down to cover his face and took a break.
The sounds of discussion entered his ears without any error.
"Sigh, the selection is held once every five years, and only one person is selected at a time. Who do you think will be the champion of this Dragon Guard Selection Competition?”
"Heh, the only ones who can really compete for that spot are the five great guards of our yamen. They are all peak Houtian experts and have pursued countless murderers.”
"You're right, but I think Wang Feng and Wang Lie have a higher chance of winning. They were the first to reach the peak of the Postliminary Realm. It's said that they have reached the peak of the Great Grinding Pushing Hand and are invincible in actual combat.”
"I didn't think so. Liu Xiu's Goshawk Claw has been around for nearly ten years, and its power is vicious and ruthless.”
"Have you forgotten Zhang Hao? The Coiling Snake Saber was difficult to deal with. He had only focused on one martial art from the beginning to the end. Now that his saber art had reached a higher level, he could not underestimate it either.”
"I think Boss Wu Biao also has a chance. Although he is the oldest, the Mountain Splitting Palm he practices is very powerful. I saw with my own eyes that he shattered a mountain rock the size of a person with one palm.”
The Embroidered Uniform Guards argued endlessly, and it was very lively for a while.
At the edge of the central drill ground, the five people that everyone was talking about were standing there with their arms crossed.
Ye Huang felt a few pairs of eyes looking at him with good intentions. The owners of those eyes were the five of them.
He lifted his bamboo hat with his index finger and looked over. Those people all cupped their fists, but their smiles seemed to have some ill intentions.
"Boring."
Ye Huang lost interest after a glance and touched his waist subconsciously.
"Tsk, I should have brought a wine pot when I came. The sun is too hot.”
He muttered and pulled his bamboo hat back up.
However, the sky seemed to be deliberately making things difficult for him. It was not peaceful for long before a commotion came from afar.
"Hurry up! Stand properly! The invigilator is coming. If any of you make a fool of yourself, you'll be embarrassing my father. You know the consequences of embarrassing my father!”
Niu Xu's hoarse voice could be heard from afar. He was still wearing his favorite white shirt and had specially worn a jade crown, which made his tanned face look even darker.
Ye Huang walked slowly to the center of the arena and nodded at the Embroidered Uniform Guards who greeted him with cupped fists. Then, he squinted and looked outside the arena.
"Hahaha, it's an honor for the Eastern Ridge City yamen to have you here.”
Niu Yang was extremely attentive as he accompanied a middle-aged man with a square and tanned face.
The middle-aged man was wearing a pitch-black dragon robe with golden patterns on it. A dragon pattern token hung on his waist. His aura was domineering. With a sweep of his gaze, he suppressed everyone in the arena until they could not breathe.
"An expert is at least as strong as the Three Flowers.”
Ye Huang narrowed his eyes and thought to himself.
"Centurion Niu, there is no need to be so polite with me. This time, I am here on official business, so it is inconvenient to say more.”
The invigilator said indifferently. He walked to the high platform in front of the arena with his hands behind his back and looked down.
"It's actually very simple to join the Dragon Guards. It's good as long as you're strong enough. In this martial world, reason is stronger than the sky, but it's not as strong as fists! Why should the Jinyiwei supervise the martial arts world for His Majesty and suppress the various sects? There's no other reason than Qiang Er!"
The invigilator looked at Fangzheng, but his words were extremely domineering, making many people's blood boil.
"He's not easy to deal with."
Ye Huang curled his lips and lowered his head. He was too lazy to listen.
The invigilator happened to see him lower his head. A strange look appeared in his eyes. He pointed at the arena and said,
"There are no rules. Those who are participating in the Dragon Guard selections, please stand here. I don't care if you join forces or use other methods. I don't care if you kill everyone else.”
His words were filled with killing intent, and many people instinctively tensed up.
There were 40 people participating in the competition. Many people looked at each other with hesitation, afraid that they would be the first to go up and become the target of public criticism.
"Heh."
At this moment, a soft yawn sounded.
His voice wasn't loud, but it was particularly abrupt in this atmosphere.
Ye Huang was speechless. He yawned but was stared at by so many pairs of eyes that he disappeared halfway.
"Since everyone here is a gentleman who knows how to be modest, then I will take up the responsibility.”
Ye Huang pressed his bamboo hat on his head and said slowly. Then, he walked toward the ring step by step.
His footsteps were like a timer. The closer he got to the ring, the more tense the atmosphere became.
Finally, Ye Huang stepped onto the ring with one boot.
Boom!
The atmosphere exploded at this moment.
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