Myriad Realms Summoning System

"I heard that Jun Wushuang, the flower-loving gentleman who is the leader of the four great talents, and Zhuo Yifan, the fourth-ranked Spirit Snake Sword, are here!"

"The Four Great Geniuses are nothing but empty names. You may not know that the hidden geniuses from the four great families will all participate in this competition!"

"It seems that this competition is not as simple as it seems! Otherwise, these noble families wouldn't take it so seriously!"

As the time for the competition between the Great Zhou Kingdom and the Xianglong Kingdom draws closer, people in the streets and alleys of Luo City are discussing the upcoming war.

What was surprising was that the Mad Lion Sect and Ice Valley, two of the four major sects, actually gave up the opportunity to compete, but this did not seem strange.

The Ice Valley has always been isolated from the outside world, and they have rarely participated in the affairs of the kingdom. As for the Mad Lion Sect, they suffered heavy losses in the battle of Broken Blade City, and their leader Zhan Ge Kuang was killed. Of course, they had no time to participate in this competition.

However, this did not affect the quality of the competition at all. Geniuses from the Nine Dragon Palace and the Spirit Sword Sect flocked to Luo City.

At the Lingjian Sect's headquarters in Luocheng, the Sect Master Shen Tianyou was speaking earnestly to a stern and arrogant young man: "Yifan! You are the leader of the third generation of disciples in our sect. This time, the glory of the Lingjian Sect depends on you!"

This stern young man is one of the four famous geniuses, Zhuo Yifan, the Spirit Snake Sword.

Zhuo Yifan said confidently: "Master, don't worry, I will definitely teach those arrogant people from the Xianglong Kingdom a lesson!"

Shen Tianyou nodded with satisfaction, and then said with relief: "Yifan, go and practice, I won't disturb you."

"Disciple, I'm leaving!" Zhuo Yifan nodded respectfully and left the room.

"Master, it's nothing. I can go out now!" Shen Luoluo said with a pout.

This time when she came to Los Angeles, she also came along. Firstly, her home was in Los Angeles and she hadn't been home for a long time. Secondly, of course, she came to find someone who made her worried.

However, Shen Tianyou saw through her thoughts at a glance and said unhappily: "Go back to the family first and see your father today. We can talk about it later if there is anything else!"

Shen Luoluo stuck out her tongue in dissatisfaction, then trotted out of the room.

Looking at Shen Luoluo's leaving back, Shen Tianyou showed a trace of confusion on his face.

Since we are in Luocheng, why don't we go meet Xiao Chen? After all, Xiao Chen is now the master behind their Spirit Sword Sect.

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"Marshal, is this Luo City? It doesn't look that great! It's much worse than the capital of our Xianglong Kingdom," a handsome young man holding a long sword said to Deng Qingwen with a frivolous look on his face.

Behind Deng Qingwen were dozens of equally young talents, each with extraordinary temperament. The most eye-catching were the two huge coffins at the end of the team.

The entire Xianglong Kingdom's team had as many as a thousand people, and their ostentatious parade through the city naturally aroused the dissatisfaction of the residents of Luo City.

"These guys from the Xianglong Kingdom are too arrogant. They actually brought coffins to my Luo City."

"So what? They are the victorious country. We, the defeated country, have no right to speak."

"I really hope that the geniuses of the Great Zhou Kingdom can teach these people a lesson."

Countless people of the Great Zhou looked at the people of the Xianglong Kingdom with hatred on their faces, wishing they could eat these guys.

The frivolous young man noticed the anger in the eyes of these people and said even more brazenly: "You fools of the Great Zhou Kingdom, since you hate me so much, then come and kill me! What's wrong, are you all cowards?"

These words made the people of Luo City who were watching the Xianglong Kingdom's army entering the city even more angry, and many warriors could not wait to take action.

Even the Grand Marshal of the Xianglong Kingdom, Deng Qingwen, couldn't help but frown. This kid was too good at stirring up trouble. If he really angered the warriors of the Great Zhou, they would surely die.

So, he immediately opened his mouth and scolded: "Yuanliang, please say a few words and don't forget the biggest purpose of our trip!"

Although the young man named Yuan Liang was not afraid of Deng Qingwen, he did not say anything because of the other party's identity.

The battle between the warriors of Luo City and the warriors of Xianglong Kingdom did not break out after all. Both sides knew that now was not the time to take action.

Xiao Chen, standing in the room of Qianlong Inn, watched everything happening on the street through the window with interest. Meng Gong stood beside him.

Meng Gong and Li Yuanfang arrived at almost the same time. Three days ago, Xiao Chen asked Li Yuanfang, who had just come to his side, to personally escort Ye Fenghuang and Bingyue to Bing Valley to receive the inheritance.

"Sir, this boy is too arrogant. How about I teach him a lesson?" Meng Gong said angrily.

Perhaps influenced by his past life's thinking, Meng Gong had a natural aversion to alien races, even foreigners. He also found out that among this group of Xianglong Kingdom warriors, the strongest was only a four-star marquis, and he alone was enough to slaughter them all.

Xiao Chen gently waved his hand and said, "Not for now. If they die, there will be no one to accompany Xiao Tianci in the next scene. But don't worry, I will let you kill these guys yourself!"

Having killed so many soldiers and civilians of the Great Zhou, Xiao Chen would naturally not let them go.

A trace of bloodthirsty light flashed in Meng Gong's eyes, and he said: "Don't worry, sir, I, Meng Gong, will kill all these foreigners when the time comes!"

…

Time passed quickly, and it was finally time for the genius competition between the Xianglong Kingdom and the Da Zhou Kingdom.

The location for the competition was chosen very conspicuously, right in front of the imperial palace, where a super-huge martial arts stage was temporarily set up.

In the morning, before the sun fully rose, countless warriors had gathered around the martial arts arena.

In the camp of the First Battalion of the Imperial Guards, Yan Qing, dressed in a grey suit, looked at the 10,000 Imperial Guards under his command with cold eyes.

Yan Qing was worthy of being an eight-star martial marquis. In this military camp where most soldiers were just martial artists, he quickly conquered all the soldiers.

Now these soldiers are looking at Yan Qing with fiery eyes. Today will be the day for their First Battalion of the Imperial Guard to become famous.

"Brothers, accompany me today to witness the glory of the First Battalion!" Yan Qing raised his arms and shouted.

"The general is mighty!"

"The general is mighty!"

The soldiers responded loudly, and Xiao Wufeng looked at the scene in front of him with satisfaction. With these Yan Qings and these soldiers, his chances of winning the battle for the throne would be even greater.

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At Lingyun Commercial Bank, Shangguan Qingmeng looked at the slowly rising sun and said to Shangguan He, "Uncle Shangguan, let's go join in the fun! Luocheng might be very lively today."

Although Shangguan He didn't know what she meant, he still said very respectfully: "Miss, please!"

…

In front of Qianlong Inn, Xiao Chen, dressed in white, was followed by several people.

Yuwen Cheng, whose injuries had already recovered, returned to the imperial guards, while Jia Xu, Sun Simiao, and Lin Wanqing, who had lower cultivation levels, stayed in the inn.

The remaining Li Yuanba, Li Cunxiao, Wang Yue, Luo Cheng, Meng Gong, Diao Chan, and Sun Shangxiang all followed Xiao Chen to the martial arts arena.