Way of Choices

The process of the Tianxuan Dadian is indeed very simple and fast. As the battle progresses, only half of the candidates will be left in each round, so it is proceeding faster and faster. It is too early, and the whole process has already gone through more than half.

Many competitors have already decided on the final winner and started a fierce battle according to the division. The rings near the Royal Palace and Tianshou Pavilion have already selected the final candidates very early, because no one dares to challenge those.

Xiaode, the second prince of Daxizhou, the mysterious young man wearing a hat, stood in their respective places.

The demon folks, looking at the seemingly lonely ones in the ring, are actually proud, with eyes full of awe and admiration.

The most striking thing is Xiaode, the first strongman of the Mesozoic generation in the demon clan. The fighting power shown in the previous battle is really terrible, whether it is the Deputy Commander of the Red River Demon Guard and those demon generals, in his No one can walk for a few rounds.

This should have been taken for granted.

As Wang Pojin entered the sacred field, Xiao Zhang was wanted by the court of the Zhou Dynasty, and he is now ranked second on the Xiaoyao list.

The mainland's powerful people in the sacred field will naturally not come to participate in the election ceremony. The retired elders in the denominational mountain gates of Tiannan can’t shamelessly ask to marry His Royal Highness, then unless Wang Liang’s grandson is close, or Da Zhoushen will rank in the top few, who will be his opponent ?

Just like most ordinary people in Baidi City think.

Finally, to be able to marry His Royal Highness, to be baptized by wildfire, and become the next generation of Baidi, of course, should be Xiaode.

Druid knows more secrets than ordinary people, but he thinks so.

This is the self-confidence that the mainland's powerful men must have. What's more important is that no matter what the queen's lady thinks, no matter what political wrestling is hidden behind the election, but since he wants to act according to the rules of his ancestors, he cannot fail. Because no one can beat him.

He stood quietly on the ring, feeling the eyes cast around him, not intoxicated or impatient.

The other figures on the ring are equally calm, whether it is the young man wearing a hat, the second prince of Daxizhou, or those strong demon clan, they are all real big figures, and they have become accustomed to becoming the focus of attention of the people.

They just need to wait quietly at this time, waiting for the final candidates to appear.

As for whether those candidates will affect them, they will not care. The people who can be killed after so many battles are certainly not simple. What amazing people can appear in the remote and poor neighborhoods, how can they threaten them?

At this time, some people's eyes moved downward, revealing a curious look.

Both the Royal Palace and the Tianshou Pavilion are at high altitudes, and if you want to walk, you can either bypass the ramp or go straight up the sky ladder in the middle of the city.

There was a heavy voice beneath the ladder, which sounded like a drum of war.

The people know that it should not be a drum of war, because it is too early in the evening, and it has not yet reached the end of the day election ceremony. What is this sound? Why is it so heavy, but it also makes people feel uplifted, even as if the breath of wildfire has become stronger by a few points?

The water around the Tianshou Pavilion suddenly produced ripples, and the young man wearing a hat looked at it quietly, not sure if he saw anything.

The second prince of Daxizhou looked at the dust in the stone and brick in front of the imperial city, raised his eyebrows slightly, and did not know what he thought of.

Xiao De looked at the direction of the ladder, his expression slightly stern, not knowing what he felt.

The strong like them have long been heard. The sound of foot drums is not the sound of drums from below.

The question is how many people walk at the same time to produce such a vibration, so that the water surface beside the Tianshou Pavilion can generate waves and make the bricks and grays in front of the imperial city do nothing?

How should those people's footsteps be tidy, so as not to show the slightest noise and chaos, and actually stir like a drum of war?

More and more eyes looked down.

Gradually, the awe or admiration of those who had looked at Xiao De and Da Xizhou's princes turned into shock.

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Many people appeared on the ladder, wearing simple and simple clothes, and even some people's clothes were a bit ragged, and they smelled dirty.

They are obviously from the lower city, and may even be in the Binjiang area.

Those gorgeous residents of the upper city, if they usually see the tattered clothes of these poor people, they will make fun of themselves, if the noble ladies who carry a lot of sachets with them smell the sweat and smell from these poor people , Will inevitably cover his mouth and nose, revealing a look of contempt. But today they did not do so because there are too many of these poor people.

On the ladder, there was no one to count the number of people, which made them subconsciously feel fear.

The people walked silently, looking like a tide, and quickly flooded the ladder, and then went towards the imperial city.

The official responsible for maintaining order naturally thought of the so-called civil change, his expression suddenly changed, and then found out that this was not the case. Because those poor people from the lower city can see enthusiasm on their faces, but they can't see madness, more awe and longing.

Are these people wanting to take advantage of the opportunity of the election of the heaven to come to the imperial city that they can't usually set foot on?

That's also wrong, because they are silent, and they don't have the usual uneasy look on the faces of the poor people, but they are extremely proud.

The most important thing is that these poor people did not take a glance at the majestic imperial city, but just looked ahead.

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Seeing this scene, many big demon clan frowned, including the shepherd lady sitting in front of the highest stone temple at this time.

A demon minister sullenly asked, "What the **** is going on?"

When the people left the lower city, officials already went to check, and quickly determined the cause.

An official whispered: "It is said that he followed a candidate."

The enchanting minister looked slightly different, and said, "What kind of person can there be in a place like Xiacheng? If so, why are there so many people following?"

It is very common for the people to follow the winning contestants in front of the Imperial City to see the excitement.

But what is unusual today is that the number of people in the lower city who followed that candidate is really too much.

And the emotions of these people in the lower city are different from usual.

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The poor people from the lower city did not look at the Imperial City or the Tianshou Pavilion, but only at the front.

There is a person in front of them.

It was a common-looking, calm-looking young man of the bear tribe who was almost Mu Ne.

The bear tribe youth was dressed in plain and clean clothes, with ordinary appearance and no special place.

But many demon celebrities have noticed that those onlookers coming from the city deliberately kept a distance from this bear tribe youth.

If the people in the lower city are like the tide, the bear youth is like a rock, and all the sea water retreats in the distance in fear.

This distance may mean awe.

The people in the lower city looked at the bear young man with awe in their eyes.

In addition to awe, there was fanaticism, and there was a moment of confusion.

As if they were shocked too much, they still haven't fully awakened.

What happened?

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