Liuyang imperial courtyard is separated from Waiyang by a forest of kilometers, and a wide boulevard leads directly to the gate of the courtyard.
At intervals on both sides of the Boulevard stands a statue carved with the most outstanding figures of the Liuyang imperial court in the past millennium. Every great man is a legend.
All the martial artists who came to register looked at these powerful figures with admiration and brought infinite glory to the Liuyang imperial court.
Along the way, everyone looked quiet and silently watched the statues and felt their unique style.
"This is the founder of the Imperial Academy, Yang Jinglun and President Yang."
Long Yang and others were walking and watching. Suddenly, a gentle but very excited voice came from their ears.
We followed the sound and saw that a group of martial artists were standing in front of a statue and looking up at it with incomparable admiration.
The statue is a young man of about 30 years old, with a long body, handsome facial features, smiling eyes, long natural hair and a hexagonal star wheel totem in white.
Lei Yang and others never thought that the founder of the Imperial Academy was such an ordinary young man.
If there is anything special about him, it is that there is a hexagonal star wheel mark on his forehead.
There is also a mark of ice iris on the shuicaixia forehead of the ice and snow imperial capital. Lei Yang, di Jianwu and others later learned that the mark is called Zunyin.
Zunyin, also known as Zunyi, is formed by the cohesion of Wu Zun''s Wu Yi. Zunyin is added to the body, and heaven and earth are in hand. Each wuzun has different martial intentions and different marks.
However, when everyone''s eyes fall on the life stories recorded under the statue, no one will feel that the youth is ordinary anymore.
He practiced martial arts at the age of 11.
At the age of 15, the youngest king of the imperial capital.
At the age of 18, the youngest emperor in the imperial capital.
At the age of 25, Wu Zun, the youngest emperor in the imperial capital, founded Liuyang Imperial Academy.
At the age of 50, the youngest level 9 warrior in the imperial capital.
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The simple life story tells the extraordinary life of ordinary youth.
"Is president Yang still alive?"
Lei Yang asked Ling Mo curiously.
In Wanwu mainland, the life span of King Wu is only a few decades longer than that of ordinary martial artists. It is the limit for level 9 King Wu to live to 200 years old, unless he has taken the pill or spirit object to increase his life.
The life span of Emperor Wu is 200 to 500 years.
Wu Zun''s life span is 500 to 1000 years.
The life span of a martial saint is only a few thousand years at most. It is said that only when he becomes a martial god can he break the shackles of life and live the same life as heaven and earth.
Yang Jingwei founded Liuyang imperial court thousands of years ago. No wonder Lei Yang has some questions.
Others looked at Ling Mo with the same curiosity.
"I don''t know. It is said that five hundred years ago, President Yang left the imperial capital to explore the Wanwu continent, look for opportunities for breakthrough and pursue the supreme martial arts."
Ling Mo shook his head.
Everyone nodded in understanding.
When the cultivation of each martial artist reaches the peak and can''t move forward any more, he will go out to find a breakthrough opportunity.
Now they are different from before they left Tianyang kingdom. Their horizons have become broader. They know that even the Liuyang empire is only one of many empires in the leading holy land.
There are more than one holy land in Wanwu continent. What they know are the leading holy land belonging to Tianyang Kingdom, the Danlian Holy Land born before Xiao Yu, and the Tianlong holy land, the gathering place of dragon warriors.
It is said that both the Danlian holy land and the Tianlong holy land have a wide range of fields and strong strength, which can not be compared with the leading holy land.
In addition to other holy places, we can imagine how vast the Wanwu continent is. I''m afraid they can''t travel all their lives.
No wonder there is a saying in Wanwu continent: the pursuit of martial arts is endless.
When you cross this mountain, there is another peak waiting for you to conquer.
Everyone bowed respectfully to the statue of Yang Jinglun, and then stepped into the gate of Liuyang imperial courtyard with great excitement.
Liuyang emperor''s courtyard is divided into areas based on the main martial halls, and the main martial halls are built around the martial hall, forming a huge array.
Each martial arts hall of Liuyang Imperial Academy has a registration place. Those who come to register feel that they are suitable to practice in that martial arts hall, so they go to that martial arts hall to register, and then the elders of that martial arts hall will assess and delete them. Those who pass the examination will become the real students of Liuyang Imperial Academy.
When the assessment of each martial arts hall is completed, the new students of the whole college hold martial arts competitions to compete for the first place for freshmen.
The freshmen who won the first place will not only get rich rewards from the imperial court, but also bring supreme glory to the martial hall where they are located. If the students of that martial arts hall win the first place for several consecutive sessions, it will naturally attract a large number of martial artists to sign up.
Therefore, the number of students in each martial arts hall of Liuyang emperor''s Academy is uneven, some are tens of thousands, some are pitifully few, only a few hundred.
The more talented students in the martial arts hall, the more cultivation resources allocated by the Imperial Academy.
In this way, a cycle will be formed. Some martial arts hall talented students emerge like bamboo shoots after spring, and some martial arts halls have not seen a talented student for more than ten years.
This is also the reason why the hall owners of the main martial arts halls fight for Long Yang, blush, thick neck, and even make big moves.
"Long Yang, which martial arts hall do you choose?"
Ling Mo, Lei Yang and others have a firm purpose. They have already selected the martial hall to sign up in their hearts. Only the evil dragon Yang makes people wonder which martial hall he will go first, so they have become the object of attention.
"It''s up to God. You write down the name of the martial arts hall you want to sign up for. I''ll sign up for whichever I catch. Of course, each martial arts hall can only write one."
Long Yang doesn''t care about the tunnel.
People nearby were excited to see which martial arts hall long Yang caught. Maybe they would become brothers and sisters of the martial arts hall with him. Some people also hold the mentality that long Yang goes to which martial hall, and he also goes to which martial hall.
Soon, the note was written, crumpled into a ball and put in the box for Long Yang to grasp.
"No cheating."
Everyone warned Long Yang unanimously. Look at that look. If Long Yang dared to cheat, they would definitely kill him on the spot.
"Nonsense!"
When Long Yang reached into the box to grasp the paper ball, a thunderous roar sounded in the ears of the people. They involuntarily made way for a road, and then a middle-aged man with a big knife on his back came forward.
"It''s the pottery hall master of Daowu hall!"
"I''ve also heard of him. When every freshman signs up, as long as there is a genius, he will be the first to rob people."
Someone whispered in the crowd.
What is Tao Yuannian''s accomplishment? Even if the mosquito calls, he can hear it.
Hearing the man''s words, Tao Yuannian stumbled at his feet and was almost knocked down by his own feet. His old face was hot.
"Temple Lord, rob people quickly, or you won''t be able to leave when other temple lords come."
Those who chose Daowu hall spoke out in support of Tao Yuannian.
"Don''t rob people this year."
Tao Yuannian wiped his sweat and said.
"Why?"
Everyone looked at Tao Yuannian with a look of disbelief.
"Is the character of the Lord of the temple so bad?" Tao Yuannian muttered humbly in his heart, but said, "the imperial court has decided to choose the little guy as the emperor of the imperial court, which belongs to the whole imperial court and everyone."
"Choose as emperor?"
Everyone was shocked by Tao Yuannian''s words.
To be the emperor''s son is a higher honor than to be the first born. He is the heir of the imperial court and the future president.
"If you are not convinced, you can come to the Lord of this temple to sign up to challenge our emperor."
"Also, please sign up quickly. When you pass the assessment of each martial arts hall and become a student of the Imperial Academy, you can go to the square of the martial arts hall to watch the Millennium traditional competition meeting of the Imperial Academy."
Tao Yuannian finished, grabbed Long Yang''s shoulder with one hand, rose in the air and disappeared in everyone''s sight in an instant.
"What is the Millennium tradition of the imperial court?"
Many people who don''t understand ask the people around them.
"The Millennium tradition of the imperial court is divided into two aspects."
"First, the major royal families in the imperial capital, as long as they can be recognized as the eight princes, can give priority to becoming students of Liuyang Imperial College."
"Second, the first freshmen in each term will hold a three-day competition with the eight princes of the imperial capital."
"This is the Millennium tradition of the imperial court."
Insiders are proud.
"Wow, I must watch such a competition meeting."
"Wait until you become a student of the Imperial Academy."
"Yes, I hurried to sign up. I must become a student of the Imperial Academy."
Almost everyone rushed to the martial arts halls to sign up and vowed to become a student of the Imperial Academy to watch the fight between Long Yang and the eight princes.
In wuzun hall, more than ten hall leaders and elders stared at Long Yang with burning eyes, making long Yang feel like a woman stripped of her clothes by many sex wolves.
"I know I''m handsome and cute. No matter what you think, you can''t change the fact. If you want to see it, keep watching it. I''ll sleep first."
Long Yang sat aslant in a chair and yawned.
"If you don''t narcissism, you will die."
Tao Yuannian really couldn''t figure it out. Such a 17-year-old boy didn''t feel timid when he saw these famous emperors. He really took this place as his own territory and slept whenever he wanted.
"Young people are not narcissistic now. At your age, it''s useless to think about narcissism. You certainly don''t understand what narcissism is. No matter how much I tell you, it''s also casting pearls before swine." Long Yang looked at Tao Yuannian like an idiot and suddenly asked: "None of you has such a unique vision. I don''t know what potential I have. How on earth do you see that I have the potential to be a emperor?"
"I think narcissism will become another tradition of our imperial court in a thousand years."
Zhou Baji said, and others nodded in agreement.
"Don''t you worry about fighting with the eight princes in three days?"
Tao Yuannian asked curiously.
"There are only three days left. It''s useful to worry now?"
Long Yang looked at Tao Yuannian with an idiot''s eyes.
"Well, well, well, I shouldn''t have caught you. I should have carried you in a big sedan chair."
Tao Yuannian quickly raised his hands and surrendered. The little guy''s revenge is not generally strong.
"You all have some must kill skills. Teach them to me quickly. I''ll give you a long prestige so that those royal families will be afraid of you in the future. Don''t thank me. This is what I should do as a emperor."
The old God Longyang is in the tunnel.
The eyes of more than a dozen old guys burst into bright light.