39: Chapter selection begins

The next day, at the Royal Villa, Jiang Xuan and the others were fully prepared. Today was the day of the selection. They needed to go to the palace early.

"Depart!" Ouyang Cai said with a solemn expression, leading the team away.

On the street, the various prefectures were connected, forming a long, mighty Dragon.

Donglin Prefecture was at the very end. After that were some major Sects and Loose Cultivators.

Jiang Xuan glanced roughly, there were at least tens of thousands of people. However, among these people, not many were actually participating in the selection.

Aside from his Donglin Prefecture and the major Sects, the other prefectures each had two Son of Heaven tokens. Therefore, at most, there were only about a hundred people.

"I wonder what the rules of this selection are," Jiang Xuan muttered to himself.

He turned to Yang Lin beside him, "Old Yang, have the rules for past selections always been the same?"

Yang Lin nodded, "Every selection is conducted in the form of aRing Match (arena competition), and the final winner is chosen."

"Of course, this isn't all. If a person is too old, close to fifty, even if he wins the competition, he might not pass."

"So, to avoid this situation, from a few sessions ago, the age limit was changed; it must be under thirty."

Speaking of this, Yang Lin smiled and looked at Jiang Xuan, "Speaking of which, you should be the youngest in all previous sessions."

"With your talent, even if you don't win in the end, the Dynasty will still let you participate in the Holy Land assessment."

Jiang Xuan understood. For a place like Supreme Beginning Holy Land, the criteria for assessing Disciples would certainly not only look at combat power; talent was equally crucial.

Moreover, the emphasis on the latter might be even greater. Good talent, as long as it doesn't die prematurely, will not have too low achievements in the future.

As they spoke, the mighty crowd had already arrived outside the palace gate. Led by the guards, they entered a spacious open area. Around the area were wide grandstands.

At this moment, the grandstands were already packed with people, all from the capital and various prefectures.

Looking at this huge square, several thousand meters long and wide, Jiang Xuan clicked his tongue slightly. As expected of the capital, even the competition venue was so large.

Thirty-two teams, plus the major Sects, lined up in order, clearly separated.

"The King arrives," as a sharp voice sounded, in front, outside the solemn main hall, the vermilion gate slowly opened. The civil and military officials of the capital walked out and stood on both sides.

A middle-aged man in a yellow Dragon robe rushed out. His kingly aura made people dare not look him in the eye.

Jiang Xuan only glanced at him and felt he was unfathomable.

"Greetings, King Chu," everyone bowed in salute. There was no kneeling here, and Jiang Xuan followed suit.

"You may rise," King Chu said indifferently.

Then he looked at the eunuch beside him, "Begin."

"Yes."

"The Capital Selection officially begins!"

As the eunuch's sharp voice fell, everyone went to their respective areas.

"Dong, dong, dong," a series of drumbeats suddenly came from all directions. In front, on the tallest grandstand, King Chu and the Queen sat on their thrones. Beside them stood a young girl, wide-eyed, looking around as if searching for someone.

Queen Gongsun looked at her daughter looking left and right, and asked curiously, "Yue'er, what are you looking at?"

Chu Yue was startled, clutching her clothes, stammering, "No... nothing."

King Chu at the side smiled, thoughtful.

After a long while, the drumbeats stopped. In the sky above the capital, ten figures instantly flew out, each with a powerful aura.

Jiang Xuan's expression was solemn. These ten people, he wondered if Buddha Country in Palm could suppress them.

"These are the ten great offerings of the capital. Each one is a True Monarch of the Dharma Aspect Realm," Yang Lin explained from the side.

Jiang Xuan's expression was slightly cold, and his eyes held surging Battle Intent. A True Monarch of the Dharma Aspect Realm could condense his own Dharma Aspect, with unfathomable power, capable of suppressing mountains and rivers with a single punch.

One day, he too would Breakthrough to this Realm, condense a Dharma Aspect body, and fight against the heavens and earth!

In the sky, the ten offerings scattered, positioning themselves around. Then, runes surged in their hands, evolving rules and order. In their center, ten Dao platforms gradually appeared, overflowing with energy, capable of withstanding a full-force attack from an Early Stage Dharma Aspect.

Once the Dao platforms fully emerged, the ten people each stood on one side, serving as judges.

One of them stepped forward, his voice carrying a certain fluctuation, which everyone present heard clearly.

"The rules: there are a hundred participants in the selection. They will be divided into ten groups of ten, according to a draw. Numbers one to ten will be one group, eleven to twenty another, and so on."

"Each group will have one Dao platform. Ten people will engage in a free-for-all until only two remain, who will then advance to the next round."

"Now, let the drawing of lots begin!"

After he finished speaking, the City Lords of each prefecture and the Sect Masters of the Sects flew into the sky to draw their respective numbers.

When Ouyang Cai returned, Jiang Xuan knew his number: 66.

Jiang Xuan chuckled inwardly, "Not bad, double six."

"Now, all participants in the selection, please proceed to your designated Dao platforms and prepare."

Jiang Xuan's expression was expectant, "It's finally starting. I wonder how many limit points will be rewarded this time."

As the participants from various regions ascended the Dao platforms, the surrounding grandstands immediately erupted in cheers like a mountain tsunami.

"Tiandu Prefecture is invincible! Your Highness, the Crown Prince, is mighty! Let those bumpkins see the splendor of Great Li Dynasty's number one prefecture!"

"Ye Zhiwei, my goddess!" On Dao platform number three, a stunning woman with skin like snow and full lips stood gracefully, causing countless men below to roar.

"Hehe, Night Shadow, let them see the terror of the Shadow Prefecture!"

For a time, the scene was lively. Each prefecture had its own supporters. Although they couldn't go on stage, they were all cheering in their own way.

Jiang Xuan was surprised. This scene was comparable to a certain sports event in his previous life.

In a daze, he heard someone calling his name, and some familiar voices.

Jiang Xuan looked in the direction of the sound. He saw several familiar figures in a corner of a grandstand. For a moment, he opened his mouth but couldn't speak.

"How could this be... Father, why are they here?"

Jiang Yuntian looked towards Dao platform number seven, his eyes full of satisfaction, "I didn't expect Xuaner to have come this far. Good, he is indeed my son."

For a moment, tears welled up in his eyes.

The Jiang Family Disciples beside him shouted madly, "Young Clan Leader! Young Clan Leader, beat them all!" Although they came from a small place, they too wanted to cheer for Jiang Xuan.

Ignoring the scornful and disdainful glances around them, Jiang Xuan was the god in their hearts, invincible!

Jiang Xuan was touched. He glanced at where Yang Lin was standing and saw him nod at him, understanding that he had arranged all of this. Looking around Yang Lin, hundreds of Donglin Prefecture academy Disciples loudly shouted Jiang Xuan's name.

At this moment, Jiang Xuan was deeply moved, and a surge of hot blood boiled within him!

Since this is the case, how can I disappoint you all!

This position of number one, I will definitely take it!