Ye Wuyun kept silent and sneered in his heart. With the power of the Ye family, Ye Wuchen's words may not be exaggerated in any ordinary occasion, but only in this game where the emperor personally supervised the battle... Those without invitations mean that they do not want to be present, or they are not qualified to enter the court. Even the young master of the Ye family will be useless.

In the past, the whole Ye family was invited, except for Ye Wuchen, who was unable to attend due to physical reasons. Ye Wuchen did not come back at all when making the invitation, so he also had no share.

The Tianlong Royal Academy is located in the east of the palace and is very close to it. It occupies a large area and has a magnificent appearance. This Royal Academy has been built for a long time and is the most noble academy in the entire Tianlong Kingdom, no one of which is a simple figure. However, the admission conditions of the Tianlong Royal Academy are extremely harsh, either a royal relative, rich and noble, or pass with great talent when registering, or a royal franchise. Therefore, ordinary people dream of it but cannot enter.

Academy... This thing has never appeared in the ancient Chinese history. It seems that the world cannot be measured by the ancient Chinese as a reference. Tianchen Continent has its own rules. Ye Wuchen thought of this and walked to the gate of the Royal Academy. At this time, there were a large number of guards guards guarding at the door, each of whom was introverted, and they were obviously extraordinary people.

Ye Wuyun followed behind calmly, showing a look of watching the show on his face.

"Please show your invitation." A guard with golden armor said in a humble and arrogant manner.

Ye Wuchen took out the golden cardboard and shook it. When he saw that it was a golden invitation, the guard immediately turned his face and showed a respectful look on his face: "Please, please."

Ye Wuchen nodded and pulled Ningxue into the room. His steps were deliberately slowing down, as if he was waiting for something. The invitation clearly stated that at most one follower could be brought, and there would be no problem with taking a child.

Ye Wuyun was obviously stunned and confused. At this time, he also walked to the guard. When the guard saw him, his face turned right and said respectfully: "It turns out to be Mr. Ye. Please show your invitation."

Few people know Ye Wuchen, but most of the palace guards know Ye Wuyun of the Ye family.

Ye Wuyun stretched his hand into his arms, but he didn't touch anything, and his face changed slightly. Because he clearly remembered that he had put the invitation in his clothes last night. Did it fall out accidentally or...

He suddenly thought of something, frowned, and shouted, "Wait, Brother Wuchen, the invitation in your hand is mine!"

"Oh? How do you say this?" Ye Wuchen turned around, with obvious unpleasantness on his face.

"The invitation I gave to the Ye family this time is not yours at all. Where did yours come from? The one in my hand disappeared for no reason. How could such a coincidence be? Brother Wuchen, I have been tolerating you again and again, but now you are actually doing something like a rooster crowing and dog stealing to your family. It's so disappointing." Ye Wuyun said with anger.

"What do you mean is that I stole your invitation?" Ye Wuchen's face darkened, and he walked back with a gloomy face.

"Then do you dare to let us see the name on the invitation!"

"Then open your dog's eyes and show me!" Ye Wuchen snorted coldly, swung his hand, throwing the gold-inlaid invitation to the hand of the somewhat dumbfounded guard. He quickly held it with both hands, looked at it with a fixed look, and then a strange look appeared on his face, and said to Ye Wuyun: "Young Master Ye, this... this is indeed not your invitation."

Ye Wuyun snatched it with one hand, but saw the words "Ye Wuchen" clearly written on it, and there was no trace of any correction, and it was even more impossible to forge it. Ye Wuyun's face suddenly turned from red to black, but she could no longer say a word.

Ye Wuchen pulled the invitation from him and sneered, "Did you see your dog's eyes clearly? It's ridiculous. Tell you again, the Ye family will give you a life, just be a dog in my Ye family. Don't really treat yourself as a young master, what are you?"

Too lazy to look at Ye Wuyun's face with a gray face, Ye Wuchen walked in with elegant steps.

"Young Master Ye, if there is no invitation, please come back. Please don't make things difficult for the young, because the emperor personally ordered..."

"snort!"

With an angry hum, Ye Wuyun, who had lost all his face, didn't want to stay for another second, and left quickly with resentment.

"There is a toy, life is so exciting." Ye Wuchen said with a smile, which made Ning Xue smile secretly: "Brother, he is really pitiful."

"Maybe. He has no grudges with me, but the grudges I am currently using are so great. Since he is an enemy who has harmed his own life, don't sympathize with him, but let him go to hell. After going to hell, he has to step on it and let him fall into the abyss that will never be restored."

Ye Wuchen said lightly, Ye Ningxue seemed to understand but could only respond in a low voice.

This is a huge square, surrounded by people, and a large competitive platform in the center is usually used as a talent display for freshmen when they enter school or internal competitions in the college, and is also used as this martial arts battle every year.

After yesterday's screening, less than 30 people were able to enter today's game. At this time, the game was approaching the end, but the whole game was still full, because the game was far behind, the more exciting it was, and the strong naturally came to the finale.

At first glance, there were two or three thousand people sitting around, among which there were many young women who usually hid in the boudoir or the college, and rarely went out, and young heroes gathered. How could they be able to stand waiting for the boudoir and not leave?

Ye Wuchen and Ningxue entered from a corner behind. They did not find empty seats when their eyes swept, so they simply stood there and watched around. At this time, two people were playing equally, with swords and axes whirring, bringing out a series of cheers. Ye Wuchen's eyes passed through the competitive platform, and at first glance, he saw a middle-aged man in the middle of the opposite side, who was about forty years old, with a majestic and serious smile. An invisible pressure came from a distance. A gray-haired and cold-faced old man sat beside him, not moving at all. He was the second of the three heavenly masters around the emperor. With the two of them, the emperor could feel completely at ease.

It seems that that person is Long Yin, the emperor of the Tianlong Kingdom.

Not far from Long Yin, he saw Ye Nu, Ye Wei, Wang Wenshu sitting together, and Ye Shuiyao with half-faced covering. However, their eyes fell on the field and did not notice him.

She actually came too, and Ye Wuchen was a little surprised.

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