The ancient god emperor in the city

Chapter 301

Tang Wan'er was a little embarrassed immediately, she didn't expect her child to be a picky eater.

"Okay, next time mother comes back, I'll bring you some more delicious food, then we'll leave first."

"En." Xiao Xiner nodded obediently, Zhao Chen waved his hand, and they left the Demon Realm Cube.

Still in that interface, a lot of monks gathered in the castle, and the appearance of Zhao Chen made some strong people feel excited.

And Zhao Chen didn't know at all, this place is just a selection area in the void, and it's unknown how many genuine geniuses there are.

Zhao Chen got a small sign, and everyone started to gather, and they would be sent directly to the competition interface.

Tang Wan'er and Ruolan stayed in the castle, preparing to watch Zhao Chen's match.

In the Void, competitions are held every year. The genius who wins the competition can highlight the strength of his faction. Of course, even if he loses, he can learn a lot.

As for the possibility of dying in battle, it is very small, because there are a large number of strong people present.

This time, the number of cultivators participating in the Spirit Transformation Powerhouse reached [-].

In an open-air square, Zhao Chen sat quietly on a stone bench, and the small cube of the Demon Realm rose up.

"Zhao Chen, when does the match start?"

"I'm not sure. I think someone will notify me soon. Don't worry, there shouldn't be any monks who can defeat me."

"Egoist, if you lose, Ruolan and I will not let you go."

"Okay, I'll try my best not to cripple my opponent."

Tang Wan'er burst out laughing.

This is a desolate interface, except for this city, there is only endless yellow sand.

Not long after, Zhao Chen received a message.

"Choose a battlefield?"

"Zhao Chen took a look. There are many kinds. Zhao Chen directly chose the wasteland, because it is open and easy to fight."

Zhao Chen's current ranking is [-], and his opponent's ranking is similar to him, and he also chose the wilderness.

Soon a smart ball appeared, leading Zhao Chen into a teleportation array.

After the teleportation, Zhao Chen appeared on a huge wasteland, but what left Zhao Chen speechless was that a group of monks and some floating platforms were suspended in the sky.

"live?"

Zhao Chen's opponent also appeared, an old man.

"Zhao Chen, quickly put on the robe of the alliance." Tang Wan'er reminded.

Zhao Chen took out his robe and put it on again. A large number of monks frantically filmed this elimination battle on at least fifty screens.

Many forces will choose to hold the Void Competition.

"start."

Zhao Chen didn't move a step at all, waiting for the opponent to attack.

The old man carefully sacrificed a long knife.

"Old man, how about I give you three tricks first?"

The old man sneered, how could he be fooled, and with a wave of his hand, the long knife suddenly fell.

Zhao Chen touched his cheek.

"Good knife skills."

The blood slid down, but was evaporated in an instant.

The old man showed a ferocious smile.

"Blood burst."

But nothing happens.

"what?"

The old man was taken aback, Zhao Chen was obviously hit by him.

"Blood explosion? It's a pity."

The old man trembled, and one of his arms disappeared.

"Admit defeat?"

The old man gave a wry smile, fell down and was sealed.

A group of monks were stunned. The battle between the former God Transformation powerhouses was fierce, but it took only a few minutes and the battle was over. It can only be said that Zhao Chen's strength is too strong.

"If you lose your fighting power, the alliance monks will win."

For a moment, the monks were shocked, and the news spread in the alliance.

"Wan'er, Ruolan, I won."

Tang Wan'er was speechless.

"Is it too hard for you to hit him, can't you just knock him out?"

"Be careful next time."

Zhao Chen left this interface and returned to the waiting area. Many monks who won have returned.

Soon the news of the second battle came, but it had to wait for a day, some of the transformation gods would fight fiercely, and it might last for half a month.

Zhao Chen's ranking suddenly rose by tens of thousands.

Now it is [-].

And his opponents were more than 1000 people.

Zhao Chen wandered around the city and found a lot of strange guys, probably not weak in combat power.

"Are you a monk of the alliance?"

A monk asked coldly.

"What's the matter, we know each other?"

"Just asking casually, don't be nervous."

Zhao Chen casually smiled and left directly.

Many monks are very interested in Zhao Chen.

A day passed in the blink of an eye, and it was still a wilderness battle. On the wasteland of an empire, at least hundreds of thousands of monks began to gather.

A large number of monks from the alliance dared to come to watch the battle. Most of them knew that it should be Zhao Chen.

Some smart balls, artificial monks also appeared.

"I bet, Mr. Zhao Chen, you can defeat your opponent in 3 minutes."

"Okay, what are you betting on?"

"If I win, next month, you will maintain the combat parts for me every day."

"No problem, if I win, you have to call me a big brother!"

"Bet!"

After Zhao Chen appeared, the enemy frowned slightly, knowing that he was in danger, but he had to go all out.

"start."

The cultivator instantly accelerated and killed Zhao Chen.

As soon as Zhao Chen waved his hand, the cultivator froze for an instant, half of his body was covered by the cyan dao fire.

"what!"

The monk frantically opened the distance and forcibly extinguished the Dao fire.

"Yes, it can resist Dao fire."

The monk smiled wryly, the flame is too strong.

"If you don't attack, it will be my turn."

Zhao Chen accelerated towards him, and the cultivator frantically opened the distance, but Zhao Chen's speed was terrifying.

In a blink of an eye, he caught up with him and caught him directly.

"Are you still fighting?"

"Are you really a deity?"

This monk couldn't move a step at all, he was already quite cautious.

"I surrender."

Zhao Chen let it go, and the soldiers of the alliance roared excitedly.

Many monks looked at those smart balls and artificial monks. These guys have feelings?

Zhao Chen glanced towards the high platform.

He jumped onto the high platform.

"Why are you here?"

Zhao Chen fell among them.

"Master Zhao Chen, we are here to cheer you on."

Zhao Chen showed a sweet smile.

"Thanks, I'm leaving, the alliance will win the first place!"

"First!"

Zhao Chen left and returned to the waiting area.

Tang Wan'er and Ruolan were going to watch Zhao Chen's next match.

The previous battles were so boring. After a month, in the fierce competition, there were only a hundred monks left.

The last few battles were quite fierce, which made Zhao Chen completely understand that it is not as easy as imagined to win the first place.

Today, in a huge interface, the first one hundred monks all appeared.

"Endless land!"

This is the final location of each void competition.

(End of this chapter)