Chapter 269 - The Ten Nations Martial Arts Tournament Begins (2)
Chapter 269 – The Ten Nations Martial Arts Tournament Begins (2)
The different passages seemed to be in different spaces, overlapping each other without interfering with each other.
Zhou Shu didn’t understand, but he clicked his tongue in wonder. These imperial cauldrons are too mysterious.
He couldn’t even understand the spatial laws contained within them. It was only when facing this that Zhou Shu realized that he was far from omnipotent.
The speed at which the army entered the vortex didn’t seem fast, but it was actually much faster than Zhou Shu had imagined.
In just over two hours, most of the tens of thousands of troops had already entered the vortex.
“King of the South!” Emperor Yuan Feng seemed to have recovered some strength. “It’s not too late for you to change your mind now. Once you go in, it will be three days before you can come out again.
“A day in the outside world, a year inside. You have to stay inside for three years. Anything can happen.”
What he meant was that he didn’t want Zhou Shu to take the risk.
But he wasn’t a domineering monarch. Even before Zhou Shu had shown his strength, he never forced him.
Now, it was even more impossible to interfere with Zhou Shu’s actions.
“Change my mind?” Zhou Shu smiled. “I won’t change my mind, Your Majesty. See you in three days.”
Zhou Shu laughed and stepped into the vortex.
Shi Songtao quickly followed.
As soon as the two of them disappeared, a figure flew out of nowhere like a swallow and disappeared into the vortex.
Emperor Yuan Feng raised his hand. In the end, he sighed and lowered his hand. A grown woman can’t be kept at home.
He glared at Haitang, who was cautiously approaching the vortex.
“Hurry up and follow her! Keep an eye on her. Don’t let that kid take advantage of Wuyou!” Emperor Yuan Feng sent a voice transmission to Haitang. “If Wuyou loses her virginity, I won’t let you off!”
Haitang pursed her lips in grievance. What does this have to do with me?
Can I control Her Highness? Or the King of the South?
“Yes, Your Majesty.”
As a young maid, she couldn’t argue with the emperor. She answered obediently and jumped into the vortex like a rabbit.
Emperor Yuan Feng sighed and rubbed his glabella.
Zhou Shu really made him love him and hate him at the same time.
The entire army entered the vortex, but Emperor Yuan Feng and the others didn’t leave. The vortex didn’t disappear either.
It continued spinning. For three days, people could only enter, but no one could exit. If the people inside wanted to come out, they would have to wait three days.
For the next three days, Emperor Yuan Feng would stay here.
What supported the existence of the vortex was the imperial cauldrons.
Not only Emperor Yuan Feng, but the emperors of the various nations also did the same.
…
Zhou Shu stepped into the vortex without feeling anything. It was like taking an ordinary step.
He didn’t feel any dizziness.
If the scene hadn’t changed, he would have thought he was still in Great Xia.
“Your Highness!”
When Zhou Shu stopped, Shi Songtao almost bumped into him from behind.
Before Zhou Shu could speak, another figure appeared out of thin air and collided with him.
Zhou Shu subconsciously wanted to attack, but he suddenly smelled a familiar fragrance.
His attack changed to an embrace as he pulled this person into his arms.
Just as Yin Wuyou passed through the vortex, she felt a huge force. The next moment, she felt herself fall into an embrace. With her second-rank cultivation, she actually didn’t have time to react.
In her shock, her spiritual essence erupted. With a bang, she slapped the person’s chest with both hands and retreated.
“Grand Minister, why are you here?” Zhou Shu’s voice sounded.
Yin Wuyou was stunned and realized that she had hit the wrong person.
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“Are you… are you alright?” Yin Wuyou stammered.
“It’s nothing.” Zhou Shu patted his chest. The Golden Bell Shield Technique at perfection was no joke.
Not to mention that Yin Wuyou had only attacked in a hurry just now, even if she had used all her strength, as long as she didn’t use a weapon, she wouldn’t be able to hurt him at all.
Yin Wuyou heaved a sigh of relief. Thinking of how she had been in Zhou Shu’s arms just now, her face instantly turned red. Then she thought in frustration, Yin Wuyou, oh, Yin Wuyou, why is your reaction so fast?!
“Your Highness!”
While she was thinking, Haitang stumbled in.
Her eyes widened as she looked at Yin Wuyou’s shy and timid appearance. Her heart felt as if it had been turned upside down. No way. I only came in a little late. Did they already finish?
Oh dear, His Majesty will skin me alive!
“Why are you so flustered?” Yin Wuyou berated, hiding her embarrassment.
“Grand Minister, Great Xia’s camp should be ahead. Let’s go over,” Zhou Shu said.
One day in the outside world was one year inside.
Zhou Shu only came in two hours later, but Meng Bai and the others, who entered first, had already been here for a month! A military camp was already standing on a plain.
The space where the Ten Nations Martial Arts Tournament took place looked no different from the outside world.
In front of Zhou Shu was an endless plain. In the distance, there was lush grass and what seemed to be a river.
Beyond, the mountains stretched as far as the eye could see.
He didn’t see the people from the Demon Realm that Meng Bai had mentioned.
Seeing Meng Bai in the military camp, Zhou Shu asked the question in his heart.
“The people of the Demon Realm will suddenly appear at a certain time,” Meng Bai said. “There’s no pattern to the time and place of their appearance. They might even appear directly in our camp.
“So, the only thing we can do until they show up is stay alert.”
“What about the armies of the other nations? How big is it here?” Zhou Shu asked.
“This place is neither big nor small. All things considered, it should be the size of three prefectures,” Meng Bai said.
“The camps that everyone has chosen will usually be separated by some distance. After all, the final ranking of the Ten Nations Martial Arts Tournament is determined by the number of people from the Demon Realm killed.”
Three prefectures was not small. They were almost the size of the three provinces in Zhou Shu’s previous life.
It was very normal for 100,000 people not to encounter anyone in three provinces.
“Your Highness, once the people of the Demon Realm appear, the army will mobilize to kill them. At that time, you can follow my army,” Meng Bai said.
When the armies of the ten nations faced the people of the Demon Realm, they didn’t have to defend passively. Instead, they had to kill everyone who entered this place.
Otherwise, when the time was up, the people of the Demon Realm would be able to enter the world through the exit.
“Understood. Don’t worry. I’ll be a good support,” Zhou Shu said. “Great General, where are the materials for forging and repairing weapons?”
“You don’t have to worry about that. Except for the ones we brought in, you can take what you lack on the spot,” Meng Bai said. “This space is no different from the outside world. There are also mineral mines here.”
As Meng Bai spoke, a horn suddenly sounded outside.
His expression changed slightly. Without bothering to say anything to Zhou Shu, he raised his saber and flashed out.
Zhou Shu and Yin Wuyou hurriedly followed.
As soon as he walked out of the tent, Zhou Shu saw an extremely shocking scene.
In the distance, the sky turned fiery red, and meteors were falling from the sky.
After these meteors hit the ground, the flames were extinguished, revealing burly demonic beasts!
Zhou Shu looked up at the sky. Behind the fiery red sky, he could vaguely see a world.
This world seemed to be separated by a layer of frosted glass. No matter how hard Zhou Shu tried, he couldn’t see it clearly.
“All generals, listen up!” Meng Bai’s voice echoed in the air. “As planned, all units attack and kill the enemy!”
Roar!
The roars of the demonic beasts were mixed with Meng Bai’s voice. Zhou Shu saw that not far away, countless demonic beasts were already charging toward the temporary military camp of Great Xia like a tide.
A thought suddenly flashed through Zhou Shu’s mind. Great General Meng, are you sure this is us killing them, not them killing us?