When they returned to the holy city, the monks hired left, except for those on the same boat as Yang Fanhai, the others were very depressed. They almost had no gains in this hunt, and naturally they would not get any reward.

The hunt has been completed, but the people from Kuiyimen are obviously still very interested in Yang Fanhai. Before leaving, the person in charge of the hunting also brought him a jade talisman.

"Yang Shaoxia, this is the talisman and map of our Kui Sect. If you need it in the future, you can come to our Kui Sect."

Unlike the carelessness of recruiting, Kui's family wished he could poach Yang Fanhai directly.

Although he felt that the possibility of going to Kui's family in the future was very low, Yang Fanhai still politely accepted the order and thanked him repeatedly.

After the people from Kuiyi's family left, the drunk man shook the gourd, waved his hand at Yang Fanhai, and prepared to leave on his own without saying a word.

Yang Fanhai hurriedly asked, "Senior, how can I find you in the future?"

"Don't look for me. When will I see you again? It depends on fate! Practice arrows well and don't waste it."

It seemed to be walking casually, but it was extremely fast. As soon as the words were finished, the drunk man had disappeared from Yang Fanhai's vision.

When I returned to the inn, I found that Gongsun Xuanyuan was not there. I thought I was going to the clan leader to discuss matters. According to the time, the March period will be coming soon, and it is estimated that the eight elders of the Dongyi clan have all arrived in the holy land.

After waiting in the inn for a few hours, Gongsun Xuanyuan still didn't come back. Seeing the city was lively, Yang Fanhai started chatting with the inn owner. After some inquiry, he learned that the registration for the Sea King Festival had begun. The monks coming and going in the city came to watch the Sea King Festival or to participate in the Sea King Festival.

After asking some more things, Yang Fanhai decided to register first, anyway, this matter has been decided long ago.

The Sea King Festival is a convenient and easy-to-use Dongyi tribe. It is not difficult to find the registration office. It moved with the crowd and was found soon.

The registration office was much larger than Yang Fanhai expected. It was an extremely wide open space with a large number of targets around it, which was far apart.

There were crowds of people on the side of the open space, all about the matter of the Sea King Festival. Yang Fanhai was worried that he would not understand the rules and was afraid that something would be wrong, so he was not in a hurry. He even listened to the discussions around him among the crowd.

The Sea King Festival is a tradition of the Dongyi tribe. Before the Lich War, the Dongyi tribe was an island country deep in the East China Sea. It was considered a branch of the immortal tribe. However, it did not understand mysterious arts very much, but was famous for its archery skills.

When the world was about to begin and there were not many concepts of practice in the world, the necessities of life of the Dongyi tribe were obtained from the sea. The Dongyi tribe of that era believed that there were gods in the ocean, and all the gains were gifts of the sea god, so a sea king sacrifice would be held every three years to thank the sea god.

Nowadays, everyone knows that the so-called sea god does not exist, and the king in the sea has changed from monsters to dragon clans. But this habit has been passed down and is still in progress today.

The difference is that the purpose has changed. In the past, it was to thank the Sea God, but now it is more important to inspire the younger generations in the clan and make them practice harder.

What attracts archery monks from other races is a generous reward for the Neptune Festival.

After secretly eavesdropping a lot and feeling that it was almost the same, Yang Fanhai arrived at the registration place. There were many people queuing up, like a long dragon, with Dongyi soldiers maintaining order, and no one dared to go to the line at will.

After queuing for a while, I suddenly heard a noise, as if something extraordinary appeared.

"The ling bow is the ling bow of the Hado clan!" someone beside him said loudly.

"Linggong, who is that person?" Yang Fanhai couldn't help but ask softly.

Originally, it was just to complete the task agreed by Gongsun Xuanyuan and Youshan Chong, but after going to sea, he had some changes in his mind and had the idea of ​​competing with the world's gods.

If you want to compete, you will not be blindly doing it. At least you need to know some of the other party’s situation. You don’t know who this Fenggong is, but looking at the reactions of the people around you, it must be extraordinary.

"You don't even know that Linggong, come to participate in the Sea King Festival!" The man next to him was extremely surprised, and his eyes looked at Yang Fanhai were a little incredible.

Yang Fanhai nodded awkwardly: "I came from Jiuzhou and participated in the Sea King Festival for the first time, so I don't know much about many things. Please give me some advice."

"The first time I'm here, no wonder!" The man looked at Yang Fanhai before continuing: "The Linggong is a rookie of the Hado tribe branch of the Dongyi tribe. He is extremely powerful and an archery genius. It is said that he has already had the strength to break through and enter the Golden Immortal Realm, but he has been suppressing it for the sake of the Sea King Festival."

"For the holy relics of the Neptune sacrifice?" Yang Fanhai asked.

"It seems that you don't know anything!" The man nodded: "That's right, for the Dongyi tribe, being able to hold holy objects in hand, even if you just shoot an arrow is a great honor. No matter how high your achievements in the future, if you have not taken holy objects, you will not be very powerful in the eyes of the Dongyi tribe."

"The Linggong participated in the Sea King Festival six years ago, but unfortunately, he was still not as strong as that time, so he had to get second place and was defeated at a slight disadvantage. He could only watch another person pick up the holy relics."

"The wing bow has achieved excellent results in recent years. He has defeated many seniors of the Dongyi clan in archery. Although his realm is still only a mysterious immortal, his archery cultivation should have reached the level of Golden Immortality. This should be his last time to participate in the Sea King Festival, and he must be determined to win."

It was as I was talking that a young man walked out of the high platform of the registration office. He was very handsome, handsome and beautiful. When the crowd responded, he was naturally what everyone said about the feather bow.

A person who won the second place and devoted himself to practicing for six years naturally became the biggest favorite of this Sea King Festival.

Looking at the monks around him, Ling Gong looked calm and had no sense of self-satisfaction. He was obviously used to being watched. Just as he was about to leave, he saw a rather rough man rushing from a distance and jumping directly onto the platform.

The man is tall, much taller than Linggong, with strong arms, and can tell at a glance that he is a guy with extraordinary combat power. Although he is similar to Linggong's aura, both in the Xuanxian realm, he is obviously a more convincing character.

"Feeting is Feiteng of the Dianji clan!"

Someone recognized the person and sighed: "Is he still preparing to participate in this year's Neptune Festival?"

"Who is Feiteng?" Yang Fanhai hurriedly asked the people around him.

The man was obviously used to Yang Fanhai's ignorance and said naturally: "Feeteng is a rising star in the Dianji clan and a genius figure. He is about the same age as Linggong and is also a competitor of the best in the clan."

"He participated in the last Sea King Festival and won the No. 1 prize, becoming the one who ignited the Holy Fire of the Sea King Festival. Now his reputation among the Dongyi tribe is even greater than that of the Fenggong."

Speaking of this, the man paused for a moment and said to himself in great confusion: "Although the Dongyi tribe does not have explicit regulations, those who have participated in the Sea King Festival and won the No. 1 prize will not participate in the next Sea King Festival. There has never been a precedent. Could it be that Feiteng wants to make an exception?"

At this time, Feiteng on the stage looked at Linggong and smiled slightly: "You are finally back!"

Linggong said lightly: "How could I give up if I haven't taken the holy relics?"

Feiteng said again: "I thought you would participate in the last Sea King Festival, but you didn't, so I easily got the holy relics."

"Congratulations!" Ling Gong was still expressionless.

"Congratulations?" Feiteng smiled self-deprecatingly: "The holy objects are actually not that big in my heart. Since they can't be taken away, what's the point? What I care more about is defeating you. Since you are back, I have to participate in this Aquaman Sacrifice again."

This time, Ling Gong's eyes finally changed, and he slowly said, "It's good that you're happy! But you can only see the holy relics this year."

After saying this, he slowly left and chatted for a few words, which had already ignited the fighting spirit.

After Linggong left, Feiteng walked into the registration office. As his identity, he naturally did not need to queue up like others.

"It seems that there will be a dragon-tie battle in this year's Sea King Festival." Someone sighed, with some indescribable excitement in his words.

Others also nodded: "I don't know if Feiteng is stronger or the Fenggong who returns with confidence is better."

Another whispered: "But I heard that an extremely powerful archer appeared during the hunting of the East China Sea recently. He was not from the Dongyi tribe, but his strength was probably not below these two people. He also shot a wild dragon in the realm of Daluo Jinxian."

Someone immediately responded, "I heard that the man's archery skills are so great. But no matter how powerful it is, it is useless. The top scholar of the Sea King Sacrifice has never been obtained by foreign tribes. It is already a great honor to be able to enter the top three."

“…”

The discussion was full of discussion, and most of them were amazed by Yang Fanhai's affairs, but many people also thought that the news was untrue and that it should have been exaggerated by others.

Yang Fanhai himself just listened and did not get involved. He didn't know how far his archery skills could reach among the Dongyi tribe, but no matter what, for both public and private, he had to fight for this champion himself.

Seeing the team keep approaching the registration office, Yang Fanhai also got close. Just as he was about to enter, he suddenly heard someone calling him, and he looked in the sound that it was Gongsun Xuanyuan.

At this moment, he followed a group of Dongyi tribes. Unlike other Dongyi tribes, the people around him seemed to be dressed quite grandly, and they were obviously people with extraordinary identities.

Seeing Gongsun Xuanyuan wave to him, Yang Fanhai hurriedly ran over and bowed and bowed: "Your Highness the Second Prince."

"Come back?"

"Here I'm back!"

“Are you confident?”

“Have confidence!”

A very brief conversation without too much explanation, but Yang Fanhai felt that he knew what Gongsun Xuanyuan was going to do.

Sure enough, Gongsun Xuanyuan nodded and bowed to a middle-aged man wearing animal skin beside him, and then spoke: "Elder Harmon, the Dongyi tribe has been famous for its archery skills. How about a bet with the master today?"

The man smiled and said, "Oh? I don't know what bet the second prince wants."
Chapter completed!