The first dragon of all time

After more than ten rounds of duel, the martial arts competition finally ended.

In the end, as originally expected, the six supreme geniuses of Feixing Sect took the top six places. The best record of the geniuses from other major forces was seventh place.

"The competition is over, can we give out the rewards now?"

Long Qingchen was already a little impatient with the waiting and started urging.

More than 300,000 geniuses all had strange looks in their eyes, and only this young man in green shirt dared to speak to the powerful men of the Feixing Sect with this attitude.

"Award now."

Feixing Sect Master smiled lightly.

From the space ring, he took out two sets of low-grade monarch weapons, one set of high-grade monarch weapons, one set of mid-grade monarch weapons, and twelve bottles of life spring water, and placed them on the long table on the high platform, "These belong to the champion, runner-up, Rewards for the third runner-up and the third runner-up.”

Then, he took out dozens of martial arts secret books and movement secret books, as well as billions of fairy spirit stones. "According to the regulations of the martial arts competition, there are different rewards for entering the top eight."

Looking at so many treasures, the eyes of more than 300,000 geniuses were red, but they could only "view" them.

Feixing Sect Master announced loudly, "Now, please invite Wu Yanan and Tantai Qian'er, the champions of this martial arts competition, to come to the stage to receive their awards!"

Whoosh! ...

Before he finished speaking, Long Qingchen had already jumped onto the ring.

Wu Yanan, who was also the champion, slowly followed up and glanced at the young man in green shirt with dissatisfaction, "You are so anxious, have you never received the award before?"

Originally, with her cultivation as a ninth-level Immortal Lord, she was sure to win the championship.

However, now I can only share the championship with this young man in green shirt. There must be a difference between one championship and two championships, and it won’t sound so good when it is spread...

There was a bit of resentment in her heart!

"how do you know?"

"Did you see it?"

Long Qingchen walked towards the long table with an indifferent expression.

The second elder of Feixing Sect picked up a set of white low-grade venerable weapons. Long Qingchen reached out and was about to take it, but the second elder did not give it to him. Instead, he handed it to Wu Yanan, letting him touch a "soft nail", which was a bit embarrassing.

Seeing this scene, the geniuses couldn't help laughing and started whispering.

"Just now, if you listen carefully, you will know that when Feixing Sect Master read out his name, he read Wu Yanan's name first, and then his name. Wu Yanan won the championship based on his strength. He just cheated to win the championship. Of course, Wu Yanan should take the lead first. Award means ranking above him."

"Actually, this is not the main reason. The main reason is because Wu Yanan is a disciple of the Feixing Sect. The Feixing Sect will naturally favor Wu Yanan."...

Hearing these words, Long Qingchen's face darkened.

What happened to cheating?

Isn't a championship won by cheating a championship?

"I like white."

Long Qingchen stretched out his hand, pointed at the white venerable weapon in Wu Yanan's hand, and said without any doubt, "I want this white venerable weapon!"

In fact, it doesn't matter what color it is.

The important thing is that Feixing Sect makes him unhappy, and he also wants to make Feixing Sect unhappy.

The entire martial arts field suddenly fell silent. The more than 300,000 geniuses looked at each other in confusion, while the elders of Feixing Sect looked embarrassed.

"These two sets of venerable weapons are the same in terms of style, material, defense, etc."

The second elder was a little annoyed, "You insist on white. What do you mean? Are you deliberately looking for trouble to embarrass our Feixing Sect?"

"What do you mean?"

Long Qingchen said calmly, "I stretched out my hand to take it, but you gave it to someone else, did you deliberately embarrass me?"

The purple-clothed elder who had been beaten into a big pit by him before took the opportunity to stand up and said coldly, "Don't go too far, our Feixing Sect's patience is limited!"

Zhao Yixuan's master, the elder in white, also had cold eyes, "Don't think that just because you have a mysterious treasure, you can do whatever you want. You need to know that our Feixing Sect has many treasures!"

"The Feixing Sect's patience has limits. Doesn't my patience have limits?"

"The Feixing Sect has so many treasures, let's have a competition?"

Long Qingchen looked calm and slowly raised his left hand, and the time dragon ring emerged from the invisible state.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the ring in his hand, with doubts in their eyes. Did he use this ring to cheat during the game just now?

Buzz! ...

With a thought, Long Qingchen turned on the Time Dragon Ring, and time stopped!

This time, he didn't bother to hide it.

It made time stand still for three breaths, and everyone could sense it.

After time returned to its normal flow rate, more than 300,000 geniuses were in an uproar.

"This is the power of time, time, standing still!"

"No wonder he can easily defeat the Immortal Lord, and no wonder he challenges the Feixing Sect. When time stands still, he is almost invincible!"...

They stared at the ring in the young man's hand in horror, and all their previous doubts became clear.

The elders of Feixing Sect were pale, their eyes were full of fear, and they were broken into cold sweats. Just now, when time stood still, it would be easy for this young man in green shirt to kill them. There is no doubt that they are all here. The hell has come full circle!

"They are both champions, and they are ranked in no particular order. It doesn't matter who gets the award first, so why go to war?"

The Feixing Sect Master suddenly smiled again. Although he hid it very well, his smile was still a bit stiff. "Since you like this set of white weapons, I'll give them to you."

"Bring it here."

Long Qingchen stretched out a hand.

Wu Yanan gritted his teeth, his beautiful eyes a little unwilling, but he could only obediently place the white venerable weapon in his hand.

Long Qingchen casually threw it into the space ring.

Then, he took ten bottles of life spring water from the long table, and also threw them into the space ring...

No need to issue it, just get it yourself!

"I've finished collecting my rewards, you can do whatever you want."

Facing the sunshine, Long Qingchen stretched and strode down the high platform.

The two disciples of Dayu Sect followed him and left.

"Hahaha!"

After walking out of the martial arts field, the young disciple finally couldn't help laughing, "The Feixing Sect, which has always been aloof and domineering, is now like this. It's so relieved!"

The young disciple also looked at Long Qingchen with admiration, "Just now, you looked so handsome. Looking for Shuyuan www.zhaoshuyuan.com is like sitting on the head of the Feixing Sect and pissing. The Feixing Sect doesn't even give a shit. Dare to let it go!"

The young disciple corrected him, "It's obviously shit, okay?"

It’s urine, farts, and feces again. Is it disgusting or not?

Long Qingchen was a little helpless. He had no choice. The happiness of a fool is so simple...

"By the way, you are not a casual cultivator, right?"

Suddenly, the young disciple thought of this question, "How could a casual cultivator possess such a terrifying treasure?"

"I am indeed a casual cultivator. I got this treasure by chance in an emperor's tomb."

Long Qingchen said casually and did not tell the identity of the dragon clan to avoid causing trouble.

The young disciple was filled with envy, "I wish I could have a chance."

"..." Long Qingchen was speechless.