Sky Traversing Sword Master Chapter 340: The contest begins

"I suppress the Tsing Yi Sword King 300 billion high-grade spirit stone."

Tianxialou, one of the four buildings in Juque City.

At this moment, the world is overcrowded. Everyone is choosing objects to bet. A few millions of high-grade spiritual stones, a few tens of billions of high-grade spiritual stones, and hundreds of billions or trillions, of course, generally dare to press Thousands of billions to trillions are all Wu Huang, and the higher the cultivation level, the more he suppresses.

Jiang Chen and Luo Shifei, dressed in qingyi, came to the world. Jiang Chen suppressed himself by 300 billion, and Luo Shifei also suppressed Jiang Chen by 100 billion.

"Why don't you press more."

Luo Shifei is very confident in Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen shook his head, "Actually I am not sure, I feel that there is only 20-30% hope."

If he must win, Jiang Chen will definitely overpower him. After all, his current net worth is about trillions.

……

Ten days passed very quickly. When the night was gone and the sky was not completely bright, there was a flow of people on the empty streets and alleys. These people gathered into a mainstream, and those who continued to join were tributaries. With more and more tributaries, the mainstream became stronger and stronger and mighty, like a wave, rushing towards the North City Arena of Juque City.

"Hurry up, the Juque City Arena has only 10 million seats. If you don't hurry, it will be too late."

"That's right, the strongest king contest is only held once in a hundred years. The contestants are all top quasi emperors. If you miss this time, you will have to wait another hundred years to see such a grand occasion."

"Stop talking nonsense, here it is."

The Juque City Arena is actually in a small secret realm. This small secret realm has long been abandoned and was transformed into an arena by the Great Que Emperor. Otherwise, building an arena that can accommodate tens of thousands of people in the city is not a problem. What is easy is also a waste.

The internal space of the small secret realm is very large. There is almost a large and large arena in the north of the city. The requirements for vision are very high, so the following is the king of Wu. You are not eligible to enter the arena to watch the battle, after all, you can't see the battle even if you go in.

A figure appeared in the previously empty auditorium, and the figure looked like black ink. Soon the entire auditorium was blackened, and the noise filled the entire small secret.

And surrounded by the auditorium is a complex site with a radius of 100 miles. The complex site has mountains and water, wilderness and plains, and even volcanoes and snow-capped mountains. It can basically meet the wishes of most contestants.

The closest to the arena is a VIP room and the player seat before the VIP room. In a luxurious room, Jiang Chen, Luo Shifei, Blood Knife King, Frost King, Binghuang and Chu Ling are all in.

"Five million tickets per person and one billion high-grade spirit stones for a private room. Giant Quecheng made crazy." Through the transparent crystal, everyone can clearly see the arena and most of the auditorium, and the blood knives seated. Wang shook his head, sighing and envious.

Jiang Chen said: "The city lord of the main city are all quasi emperors, and many deputy city lords are generally quasi emperors. For them. No matter how many high-grade spirit stones, they will not care. What they care about is the best spirit stone. Of course , Zhundi has his own family or power, and high-grade spirit stones can be used to maintain the operation of the family and power."

"Jiang Chen, I have crushed you 800 million high-grade spirit stones, you must win the first place!" Ji Yuanwu smiled.

"Try your best!"

Jiang Chen nodded, he was also very eager for the first place. The corpse demon battlefield collapsed, and it won’t be so easy to earn spirit stones in the future, and now it’s a little bit more.

In a more luxurious VIP room, the Emperor Juque and the deputy city lord of Juque city sat in it. Beside the Juque Emperor, there was a young man who was very similar to the Juque Emperor.

"Shan'er, your eyes are always higher than the top, this year's strongest contest, you take a good look. Learn more." Juque said to the young man next to him.

The young man was dissatisfied and said: "They are also dozens of years older than me. If I am over a hundred years old, I am definitely stronger than them. But I inherited the blood of your father, your giant spirit, and I am infinitely powerful. Better than the King Kong bloodline of the King Kong Emperor."

The young man is called Situ Shan, the only son of Emperor Juque.

Shaking his head, the Emperor Juque is a little dissatisfied with Situ Shan’s higher than the top posture. Indeed, the bloodline of the Giant Spirit is better than the bloodline of King Kong, but it also depends on who is carrying it, according to Situ Shan’s temperament. , Sooner or later will suffer a big loss.

"City Lord, don't increase his popularity and destroy your own prestige. I think Shan'er is not inferior to the top ten seeded players except for his younger age. In the next strongest contest, he will be the first." A deputy city lord said.

"Brother Wang said that you, the city lord, are the third-ranked existence of the ten quasi-emperors in Yanwu Continent. Shan'er inherited your giant spirit bloodline, and the future is definitely boundless."

The other deputy city lord also said.

The Emperor Juque was silent. The higher he stood, the more he was in awe of martial arts. How about the top ten quasi emperors ranking third? In the eyes of the emperor, he is still like ants. He is more than 7,000 years old this year. If there is no chance in life, there is basically no expectation of becoming an emperor, so he can only put his hope on Situ Shan. Maybe his expectations are higher. Young people are always a little young and energetic, which is not a bad thing.

This year's strongest king contest, there are more than 100,000 contestants, all of whom are quasi-emperors, and their strength is above the ninth level.

Soon, the competition began. The first round was a knockout. One hundred people entered the field to fight each other. No cooperation was allowed. Those who violated the rules were eliminated directly.

One batch of fifty people were eliminated, and two batches of one hundred people were eliminated. As more and more people are eliminated, the field has gradually entered a white-hot stage. One morning has passed, thousands of people have been eliminated, at a similar rate. fast.

"It's my turn."

When she heard her number, Shifei Luo got up.

"Be careful."

Jiang Chendao.

"Well, I will."

Take a deep breath, Luo Shifei walked out of the VIP room~IndoMTL.com~ Seeing Luo Shifei entered the arena, the Binghuang and others looked complicated, and Jiang Chen was so against the sky. Even the women next to him came from behind. , Far surpassed them, which had to make them feel that the world is impermanent.

The opponent Luo Shifei chose was a short, fat man with rich combat experience. He was obviously only a tenth level strength, but Luo Shifei would not be able to beat him for a while.

"Shenshui fluctuates!"

Fortunately, the difference in the strength of the first layer is after all the difference in the strength of the first layer. Shifei Luo was full of anger and swung a sword, the sword light poured out like a flood, fluctuating crazily.

Puff!

A mouthful of blood was spit out, and the chunky man lost the game.

In addition to Luo Shifei, Thunderfire Hammer Emperor is also on the court. Although the strength of Thunderfire Hammer Emperor is very weak compared with the top ten seed players, after all, he has the strength of the sky-level twelve heavy. With just one hammer, he will hammer his opponent. Flew out, effortlessly.

One day later, nearly half of more than 100,000 contestants were eliminated. (To be continued.)