"Junior Brother Luo, who are you planning to give this hairpin to?"
Fang Han asked, with a hint of joking in his tone.
When Luo Yuntian heard this, he paused for a moment, then put the brocade box into his arms as if nothing had happened, avoiding Fang Han's gaze.
"Bought randomly."
His voice was calm, but there was an imperceptible ambiguity.
"Bought randomly? I don't believe it."
Fang Han smiled and continued to ask.
Luo Yuntian coughed slightly and turned his eyes outside the store, as if looking at the people on the street, but he only responded vaguely:
"Well... I just bought it randomly."
Seeing his hesitant look, Fang Han couldn't help but feel funny.
Luo Yuntian, who usually looks quite serious, also has such a side.
Just as he was about to make a few more jokes, a clear bell rang, and several figures walked in.
They were several young women, all in their twenties, well-dressed and with different temperaments.
They were talking and laughing as they walked into the store, scanning the counter.
Fang Han glanced casually, and was about to look away when he suddenly paused.
The woman walking in the front has an extremely outstanding appearance.
She wore a pink gauze dress and a light pink belt around her waist, which made her waist look very thin.
There is a golden and emerald hairpin stuck in the black hair, and there are a few thin golden tassels hanging from the bottom. It sways gently when walking, making a subtle tinkling sound.
Her eyes are bright and lively, her nose bridge is high, her lips are full, and her skin is so white that it is almost transparent, which makes her pink dress even more colorful and beautiful.
Her beauty is different from the coldness of Yun Qianyue and the gentleness of Lan Yuexin.
Yun Qianyue is distant and indifferent, Lan Yuexin is gentle and generous, and this woman has a bright and public beauty, like a red peony in full bloom, warm and eye-catching.
Fang Han's eyes stayed on that beautiful face for a moment, and he couldn't help but feel slightly surprised.
This is the third woman he has seen with such amazing looks.
The first two are Yun Qianyue and Lan Yuexin.
But the woman in front of him was actually on par with them.
Luo Yuntian obviously also noticed this woman. His eyes passed over the woman's face, then he retracted his eyes and lowered his voice and said to Fang Han:
"Senior Brother Fang, do you know who this woman is?"
Fang Han shook his head:
"I don't know, I just came to Imperial Capital, how could I possibly know?"
Luo Yuntian's voice is a little lower:
"In the past few days since I came to Imperial Capital, I heard someone mention that some good people at Imperial Capital selected the top ten beauties, and the person in front of me is one of them."
He paused and continued:
"It should be Zhen Feixuan, one of the top ten beauties of Imperial Capital, a descendant of Overlord-Level Faction Zhen Family."
Fang Han suddenly realized.
Imperial Capital, as the number one city in the world, is where the world's talents gather, and so are women.
To be rated as one of the top ten beauties, one can imagine that her appearance is so high. No wonder she has such a beautiful face.
However, compared to the woman's appearance, he was more surprised by another thing.
Zhen Feixuan's breath has been completely restrained. He must have practiced some kind of Breath Concealment Secret Technique.
If he <Nether Guide> hadn't reached Minor Success Stage and his perception was extremely sharp, it would probably be difficult to detect it.
The woman in front of me, who is as beautiful as Yun Qianyue and Lan Yuexin, is actually a First Grade warrior.
'First Grade warrior...'
Fang Han felt a slight shiver in his heart.
He had long known that in addition to Qin Yuan, Lin Qingyin, and Chu Jinghong, the three geniuses who were recognized as the most promising to win the first place, there must be geniuses from other counties who had already surpassed First Grade.
But he never expected that he would meet someone so soon.
Moreover, she is also a stunning woman who was rated as one of the top ten beauties.
Fang Han withdrew his gaze, lowered his voice and said to Luo Yuntian:
"This woman is already a First Grade warrior."
Luo Yuntian looked greatly shocked when he heard this.
Zhen Feixuan seemed to be aware of the two people's gazes, and turned his head, his autumn eyes swept over Fang Han and Luo Yuntian, and then a decent smile appeared.
"You two gentlemen, is there something wrong?"
Her voice was clear and sweet, with a somewhat generous smile.
Fang Han raised his hand and said.
"I just happened to be attracted by the girl's charm. I apologize for my rudeness."
Zhen Feixuan heard this and smiled slightly without saying anything. After his eyes stayed on the two of them for a moment, he turned to the counter.
Fang Han and Luo Yuntian looked at each other, turned around and walked out of the Exquisite Pavilion without stopping.
The sun shone on my face again, and the noise of the street flooded my ears again.
"In addition to the three recognized as the strongest, there are indeed others who have broken through to First Grade."
Luo Yuntian's voice was somewhat solemn.
It was discovered that there were other people who broke through to a pair of Fang Han and achieved a good ranking. He was quite sure at first, but now he is not so sure.
Two days passed in a blink of an eye.
In the morning, the cry of morning birds came faintly, and Fang Han opened his eyes.
He did not get up immediately, but sat quietly on the bed for a while, letting Internal Qi circulate smoothly in his meridians for three weeks.
In two days, although his cultivation level could not be further improved, it also allowed him to stabilize his cultivation level of Second Grade Late Stage.
"Today, it is Martial Arts Tournament."
Fang Han whispered to himself, got up from the bed, washed briefly, put on a clean white robe, and hung Cloudsplitter Sword around his waist.
When I opened the door, the morning breeze blew in my face, bringing with it a bit of coolness.
He stood in front of the door, took a deep breath, and the fresh air poured into his lungs, completely waking him up.
After breakfast, he walked out of the courtyard, walked through Royal Annex and Corridor, and headed towards the agreed meeting place.
On the way, young men and women passed by him one after another.
Some had calm faces, some were nervous, and some were full of excitement. They had obviously been looking forward to this grand event that brought together the talents of one hundred and eight counties for a long time.
When Fang Han came to the gate of Royal Annex, Luo Yuntian, Liu Bai, Mad Blade and others were already waiting there. Nether Pavilion True Disciple Meng Xian, who had a conflict with Fang Han, was also among them.
Including Fang Han, Qingyang Prefecture Prodigy Ranking, the top ten all accepted the invitation and chose to participate in Martial Arts Tournament.
Mad Blade was carrying the giant knife that looked like a door panel and was looking around boredly. When he saw Fang Han walking towards him, he grinned:
"Brother Fang, you are finally here."
Fang Han apologized.
"I kept you waiting for a long time."
Liu Bai is still wearing a moon-white gown, with an elegant temperament, and still has the seven-color gemstone sword on his waist.
Wuxiang put his hands together, his face was calm, and there was no trace of nervousness at all.
Hua Jieyu was still smiling. When he saw Fang Han coming over, his eyes swept over him, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes:
"Brother Fang, I haven't seen you for a few days. How strong is your aura now?"
Fang Han did not deny it, just smiled and said:
"There is indeed a breakthrough."
When everyone heard this, their eyes narrowed slightly.
Luo Yuntian even had a hint of wonder in his eyes.
He has known Fang Han for the longest time and knows best how amazing this senior brother's cultivation speed is.
From the Azure Profound Sect Zi Courtyard to True Transmission Courtyard, and now standing here, every step has been fast and steady.
"Let's go."
Fang Han didn't say much on this matter and took the lead to move forward.
The group of people walked through the wide main street of Imperial Capital and headed towards the Martial Arts Tournament venue, which is located close to the palace.
Along the way, there are more and more warriors wearing various costumes, some in groups, some walking alone, but without exception, everyone is heading to the same place -
Martial Arts Tournament venue.
About half an hour later, a magnificent building appeared in sight.
It was a circular building covering an extremely large area, and the whole body was made of some kind of Gray-White stone. From a distance, it looked like a dormant giant beast, squatting in the center of the Imperial Capital city.
On the outside of the building, there is a thick stone wall several feet high. On the stone wall, a red flag is planted at regular intervals. The flag is embroidered with the golden word "", which rustles in the morning breeze.
The main entrance is a huge arch, big enough for ten people to walk side by side. The lintel is engraved with four large characters in vigorous handwriting -
"Martial Arts Tournament".
In front of the arch, there were already dozens of guards in armor, all of them with strong auras, long swords hanging from their waists, and their sharp eyes scanning the passing crowd.
Fang Han glanced at the Imperial Guard soldiers and felt a slight shiver in his heart.
Among these guards, the one with the weakest cultivation level is also the Fourth Grade warrior.
Great Chu Imperial Family, the profound foundation is evident from this.
"For check-in, please show your competition jade badge or invitation letter to watch the competition!"
A captain of the Royal Guards wearing black armor and with a significantly stronger aura stood in front of the arch, repeating the same sentence in a loud voice.
Fang Han and others took out the jade token they received when they checked in Royal Annex and handed it over.
The captain took it and checked it carefully. After confirming that it was correct, he handed the jade plaque back and nodded slightly:
"Okay, please come in."
Fang Han and others took the jade token and walked through the arch.
As the flow of people walked through a wide passage and walked deeper into the venue, the noise in the distance became closer and closer.
After a while, the vision suddenly opened up.
A huge circular venue appeared before everyone's eyes.
Surrounding the venue are circles of spectator stands, extending upward layer upon layer, enough to accommodate 100,000 people.
There were already many spectators sitting in the stands, some were chatting in low voices, and some were looking at the field with bright eyes. There was a warm atmosphere of anticipation and restlessness in the air.
In the center of the venue, there is a twenty-seat Combat Platform.
Each Combat Platform is square in shape, with a side length of about thirty feet, and is made of some kind of Gray-White stone. The surface is as smooth as a mirror, glowing with a warm luster under the morning light.
"Stone of the same material as Martial Dao Stele..."
Fang Han's eyes fell on those Combat Platform, and he couldn't help but whisper to himself.
This kind of stone is made of the same material as the Martial Dao Stele in the Azure Profound Sect. It has an amazing hardness. It is difficult for ordinary swords to leave marks on it. Even if a master and strong master uses all his strength to attack, it cannot be damaged.
"Twenty seats Combat Platform are being carried out at the same time. The first round of competition should be concluded today."
Luo Yuntian stood next to Fang Han, his eyes swept over the twenty Combat Platform, and said.
"Let's go, let's find our respective Combat Platform first."
Fang Han nodded and glanced at the bulletin boards erected on the edge of the venue, which clearly marked the number of each Combat Platform and the corresponding list of contestants.
He found his jade plate number on the bulletin board marked "No. 10".