Chapter 330 Preliminary Round

Chapter 330 Preliminary Round
Just when the leader of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect was talking to the most noble person representing the Tiandou Empire: Emperor Xue Ye.

He seemed to feel a familiar gaze coming from the fighting arena.

After showing a hint of wanting to end the conversation, Emperor Xue Ye seamlessly shifted the topic to the cardinal beside him, giving him some time.

Looking at Emperor Xue Ye like this, Ning Fengzhi did not show any regretful expression.

Or it could be said that Emperor Xue Ye of the Tiandou Empire at this time should pay more attention to his appearance. You know, Emperor Xue Ye at this time is no longer as adept at handling anything in the empire as he was in previous years.

Stopping thinking about these things, Ning Fengzhi felt the direction of the familiar gaze and cast his own gaze.

As their eyes moved, Ning Fengzhi suddenly met the gaze of Ning Rongrong who was looking at him. There was no so-called lip reading between the father and daughter.

The two of them only had to look at each other and they could already see the worry and doting in each other's eyes.

In Ning Fengzhi's eyes, his daughter's memories are still stuck in the scene when she was still a little girl, playing freely in the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect.

But at this moment, he was already standing in the arena of the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Competition. Not only was he an elite among young soul masters, he was also representing the name of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect and had the title of vice-captain of the Tiandou Team.

"Rongrong, you've really grown up."

Ning Fengzhi, wearing the seven-treasure purple gold crown, had completely lost the pride he had when facing Emperor Xue Ye and the Cardinal. Ning Fengzhi had endless love for his only daughter, Ning Rongrong.

Ning Rongrong, who was standing in the arena and looking at her father, naturally saw the worry and doting in her father's eyes.

The memory of my carefree childhood flashed through my mind, and my father never blamed me for anything I did, no matter whether it was right or wrong.

Then two years ago, after Dugu Huang gave him the Qiluo Tulip, his martial soul successfully evolved from the Seven Treasures Glazed Tower to the Nine Treasures Exquisite Tower.

That night, her father looked at her martial soul until late at night, and everything he said afterwards was imprinted on Ning Rongrong's heart.

He was the only person in the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect in ten thousand years who had successfully evolved the Seven Treasures Glazed Tower into the Nine Treasures Exquisite Tower. This miracle was no longer what his father had said before. He was the most talented person in the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect in the past hundred years.

After knowing that her father did not tell her everything, Ning Rongrong found her Grandpa Gu and Grandpa Jian. After asking them, she learned about the importance of her Nine Treasures Glazed Pagoda to her sect.

What is the meaning.

From then on, a heavy burden called responsibility appeared on Ning Rongrong, who was not even a Soul Master yet.

That was the meaning of her owning the Nine Treasures Glazed Pagoda, but even so, her father did not force her to accept these with extremely strict words. Instead, he told her that whenever she was tired, the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect would always be her backer, and so would her lover Dugu Huang... Her father was not old yet, so how could he let her shoulder this heavy burden?
She shook her head slightly, hiding the memories in her mind, and showed her brightest smile to her father who was sitting in the highest VIP seat, indicating that she was ready for the next competition.

Looking at Ning Rongrong who smiled brightly at him, Ning Fengzhi felt warm in his heart instantly.

"It seems that my little cotton-padded jacket is not completely leaky. Last time, I had a big fight with that Dugu Huang kid, and now he cares about me so much again."

For a moment, a hint of smile appeared on Ning Fengzhi's originally calm face, but because of the presence of several people beside him and their subsequent actions, the smile that had just arisen disappeared in the next moment.

Just the next moment after his smile disappeared, a man in emcee clothes who was standing in the VIP seats came out from the back and stood on this side.

The emcee who walked here looked at the crowded crowd and said calmly, "Next, please welcome His Majesty the Emperor of the Tiandou Empire to declare the opening of this competition."

Under the gaze of the audience and contestants, the Emperor of the Tiandou Empire, who was sitting in the center of the most distinguished VIP seats in a scarlet-gold robe, slowly stood up amid the thunderous applause beneath his feet.

However, his figure was like a candle in the wind, and his body seemed a little dazed.

Behind him, Ning Fengzhi and the cardinal of the Spirit Hall, who were sitting on both sides of him, had an inexplicable look in their eyes...
Listening to the thunderous applause, the Snow Night Emperor slowly raised his right hand and waved towards the audience and the participating soul masters below. The applause quickly stopped and the huge square became silent.

Then, even though his figure was like a candle in the wind, a deep and loud voice came out of his mouth and spread throughout the whole place through the soul amplifying device.

"I, Emperor Xue Ye of the Tiandou Empire, on behalf of the Tiandou Empire and on behalf of the organizer of this competition, announce that the Pan-Continent Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Competition is now open."

When the applause died down again, the old-looking Emperor Xue Ye turned his head and began to cough violently under the gaze of tens of thousands of people.

In an instant, an extremely chaotic sound rang out in the arena. Although the Emperor Xue Ye did not accomplish any great achievements, he allowed the people of the Tiandou Empire to live in peace.

So much so that, looking at the Emperor Xue Ye who was coughing heavily, tens of thousands of spectators were looking at him with varying degrees of concern.

However, mixed in among them were countless gazes with different expressions.

After coughing violently, Emperor Xue Ye took the handkerchief from the master of ceremonies and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. Then his gaze fell on his subjects again.

But at this moment, the words he spoke again were no longer as steady and powerful as they were at the beginning.

Although he was weak, Emperor Xue Ye still insisted on speaking word by word:
"Here, I hope that all the soul masters participating in this competition can give full play to their strengths and achieve good results. You are all the pride of the Tiandou Empire. For the glory of the empire, show your glory."

(End of this chapter)