However, seeing Princess Fenghua and Qin Yu standing side by side, it seems a bit strange in the eyes of many people who are interested.

In this order, does it mean that the two of them have the same status in the eyes of the King of Qin and are both qualified to be the successors of the King of the Great Qin Empire?

Such a mentality is by no means a sensation.

But today's grand event is full of attention and the entire empire is paying attention.

If the King of Qin was really determined and made Qin Yu the only successor, he would not have let Princess Fenghua stand side by side with him and leave him in the limelight.

"Have you met the King of Qin!"

The elders and disciples of the four major sects on the VIP stage stood up one after another and exercised etiquette.

Although the four major sects are transcendent to the empire.

But the true face of the king of this empire is definitely a must-have.

"Sit down."

The King of Qin stretched out his hand, a smile appeared on his powerful face, and then fell down.

"Thank you, King Qin."

Everyone returned the gift and waited until the princess and Qin Yu sat down before they sat down.

"The Longmen Competition is a triennial event in my Great Qin Empire. The rules remain unchanged. Those who are under the age of 25, who are not limited to their sects and have a level of cultivation in the eighth level of Xuanwu can register. If you are interested, you can register for one stick of incense and receive the participating cards. The registration will be completed after one stick of incense."

It was not the first time that the King of Qin presided over the Dragon Gate Competition. His expression was calm and there was no big fluctuation.

There was no nonsense, and after sitting down, the registration was announced.

Whoosh!

Several people were left on the eight ordinary gantry battle platforms surrounding the circle, and the identity cards were prepared to accept registrations from all parties.

Not far away, someone stepped forward to light the incense.

The rules of the Longmen Competition are quite simple. They are divided into two rounds. In the first round, the applicants are divided into eight groups, with four qualifying places in each group. In the second round, these thirty-six people have been screened to compete for the quota of the Eight Young Masters.

The threshold for the Longmen Competition is not too high. Only those under the age of twenty-five can achieve the eighth level of Xuanwu.

Even if it is the four transcendent sects, it is rare to meet the requirements.

However, the hundreds of counties in the Great Qin Dynasty have a population of hundreds of millions, and countless warriors are numerous.

There are not many people who are qualified to meet the threshold, but there are definitely many.

After the King of Qin finished speaking, many people went to the platform one after another to sign up excitedly.

If some people had not been self-aware, they would not have passed the first round even if they came to power.

The number of applicants is probably even more.

The green smoke is slow, and a stick of incense is not long, but it is more than enough to register.

When the incense is half burning, the applicants who come to the platform are already sparse.

As I saw this fragrance was about to burn out.

The people in Jiange gradually became a little anxious and looked out of the square from time to time.

When the other sects saw this, they knew very well that there was someone in Lingxiao Jian Pavilion, so what happened?

Bai Lixuan and Ye Feng are both here, and there are so many people who are unexpected. Lin Yun is the one who is Lin Yun.

Just when other sects were gloating, Qin Yu suddenly said, "Father, I see that something happened to Lingxiao Jian Pavilion. Why don't you extend the registration time by half an hour?"

The King of Qin glanced at him and fell on Luo Feng, Jiange, and pondered: "Elder Luo, what do you think?"

Luo Feng looked up and saw Qin Yu looking at him with a smile and said coldly: "The eldest prince is intent, but the fragrance has not been burned out yet, so he can't wait to extend it for half an hour. I don't know what the idea is going to do?"

"The whole world knows what I am trying to do."

Qin Yu snorted coldly, disdain flashed in his eyes, and he sneered: "If he really wanted to participate, what if he extended it for half an hour? I'm afraid he'd been scared long ago and never thought about coming, just a jumping clown!"

No one expected that Qin Yu's hatred for Lin Yun would be so unconcealed.

Although he had not named it, everyone knew who the person he was talking about was.

Except for Lin Yun, who snatched his bride in front of him at the wedding, there will be no other person.

The disdain and mockery in Qin Yu's eyes made Lingxiao Jiange look very ugly.

But Lin Yun has not come at the moment. The registration time is about to end and has not appeared yet. I am afraid he will really not come.

Regardless of the reason, the result is.

Everyone in Jiange wanted to refute, but they couldn't speak for Lin Yun.

"I'm afraid I'm going to let you down, so I don't need to extend the registration time. He's here."

Just at this moment, Princess Fenghua, who had been silent all the time, suddenly spoke.

The people in Jiange's face changed suddenly and they looked back.

At the entrance, a man was carrying a sword box, and the former was a blood dragon horse, facing the sunlight and arrived leisurely.

"Lin Yun!"

"It's really Lin Yun!"

Tens of thousands of warriors in Longmen Square suddenly became boiling.

The eldest prince threatened that as long as he dared to participate in the Longmen Competition, the person who would make him worse than death actually appeared.

A surprise flashed in Qin Yu's eyes, but then his face turned extremely cold.
Chapter completed!