"Are there any strong people... crossing the border?"

Chu He was slightly stunned, and then nodded solemnly.

Zhongzhou is just a small world, and above Zhongzhou, there is a wider world. The Lord God once said this, and he remembers it clearly.

"Where is the palace?"

"There are many means." The Lord Shinto said, "The Emperor of Purity seems to have been prepared for a long time."

"kindness!"

Chu He nodded, "Everything will be quiet and will be announced tomorrow."

At that time, if we don’t mention the nine sects and the five demon sects, the enemies in the dark will be unable to help but test the royal family. If they fight, they can watch the show.

Consumption of the power of both sides.

This is also why Boss Chu chose to do it on this day instead of early or late.

It really doesn't work, it's okay to be simple and rough. He was worried about not having enough strength before, but after seeing the battle between Fengyun Wuji and Saitama with his own eyes, he was completely relieved.

This kind of strength is probably shattered in the entire Central Region. Even if there are really many backup plans or the arrival of gods and demons in the upper realm, there is nothing to be afraid of.

No words all night.

The next day, it was a little dawn and the streets became bustling, especially on Central Avenue, where countless people rushed towards the palace.

On the street, Chu He led Ye Fan and others to walk along the crowd without any speed or slowness.

"It's quite lively!" Ye Fan looked around and smiled faintly.

"Yes, today is a special day. Young disciples in the world will compete for the first place, so it will be lively." Chu He smiled.

His face now changed again, and he turned into a middle-aged man. After all, Newton's appearance was wanted.

Ye Fan and others naturally understood it.

"Well, there are many strong auras in it. I'm afraid it will be a little confused by that time!"

Ye Fan nodded and sensed it, and then he sensed that many powerful auras were hidden in the crowd, all of which were ancestors of various sects, or ancestors of sanren, etc.

"This city has also set up a formation." Gai Jiuyou walked behind and suddenly spoke, "As soon as the formation is activated, it will have an incredible effect."

"Is that true?" Chu He's eyes flashed, "You'll know when you look."

The people present don’t care about the life or death of these people, so they can only hope that they will run faster by then.

Gai Jiuyou and others were originally from another world. Perhaps, as for Ye Fan, he felt a little reluctant, but he shook his head silently, and the big black dog, Fengyun Wuji, etc., didn't care.

As for Saitama, um, this guy doesn't think so much.

"No, host, Fengyun Wuji may help them, Saitama will do it, Gai Jiuyou will do it, Ye Fan will do it." The main god said lightly.

"Is that true? It doesn't matter." Chu He shook his head and walked along the crowd to the main entrance of the palace. At the door, he was on high alert and had a routine inspection.

The inspection was very strict, but for them, it was just a joke. They naturally passed smoothly and entered the palace.

As soon as you enter, you will see a huge and magnificent square. The square is bustling with people. Looking ahead, you can see huge arenas one by one.

These are the venues for the competition.

Above the square, people from all major families and sects had long sat there, and the royal family was at the top and the center. In the center, there was a large golden dragon chaise towering, and the dragon robe emperor Zhou Qian sat there. There were many masters standing side by side.

It seems that this period of time has passed, and the miserable palace that was destroyed last time has been restored.

"Many experts!" In the square, several people stood in a corner and looked at it.

"There are quite a lot." Ye Fan nodded, "I didn't expect that there are so many masters in another world, which is what makes people excited!"

He was looking forward to the battle later.

"I'm just waiting, I guess I won't let you down!" Chu He said with a smile.

As time passes slowly, finally, the time has come and the competition begins.

A duck-speaking father-in-law walked forward and took a swearing. Then, after the Emperor Zhou of the Human Resources did it and said a few words, the bell rang.

"The top prize award has officially begun."

A civil servant dressed as a man shouted loudly, his cultivation was good, and his voice suddenly overshadowed the voices in the square.

"The first game, Liu Feng, Lingjue City, fought against Zhang Qingsong in Xishan Valley."

"Now, please invite two of you to the court."

This is one of the rings, and there are also sounds in the other rings.

The formations on the ring lit up one by one, and many young disciples came to Taichung, and then the referee read out the rules and started a big fight.

"Hey, this guy is very strong!"

"How can this move be used like this? It's so stupid. You should kick him with your feet and kick him in the ass!"

"The sword technique is so bad. Is this sword technique? It's just a monkey trick!"

...

At the beginning of the game, Chu He and his friends looked at each other with relish. Among them, the Black Emperor was the most excited and kept talking. Fortunately, their location was relatively remote and no one heard this guy's nonsense.

"kindness?"

Suddenly, Chu He noticed that the nine sects and the five demon sects seemed to have taken action.

"Fang Jin."

"grown ups."

"You leave here first, and there will be something happening when you are afraid." He said in a voice transmission.

"Yes, sir." Fang Jin nodded and soon left Chu He and others. He had known for a long time that his lord brought people here today, and he was afraid that he would cause trouble. His current strength was not enough, so he should not implicate lord.

At the edge of the ring No. 23.

A young disciple defeated his opponent with one sword.

"In the first game, Lin Qingfeng from Wuliang Sword Sect won." The referee announced.

"Wait, I think this game is a bit unfair."

At this moment, the winning Lin Qingfeng said lightly, "It's too boring to fight with these people. Since it's a contest between the younger generation in the world, I think the royal princes should also participate. Only by fighting with the princes can I live up to my hard work over the years."

“Bold!!!”

The referee's face changed, "Get down."

This guy is simply ignorant of life and death. He dares to speak like this. Do you want to die?

"Get down? Who gave you the courage to let my disciples of Wuliang Sword Sect go down?" A cold shout exploded, and the referee was directly vomited blood.

"I think what I, a disciple, said very reasonably. Since it is a contest between the younger generation, the royal princes naturally have to participate in the competition."

In the Wuliang Sword Sect, a white-haired old man stood up and spoke lightly.

His voice was not loud, but it echoed throughout the square.

"I think what Old Man Jian said is reasonable. What do you think is His Majesty the Human Emperor." In the deserted Dragon Holy Land, a strong man with a thorny muscle stood up and laughed.

Immediately afterwards, the ancestors of all major sects stood up and looked at the Human Emperor in the center of the hall with an inexplicable expression.

"Oh, are you trying to... threaten me?"

Zhou Gan said lightly that although his cultivation is not as good as everyone else, he has always been at a high level, and his words are naturally filled with a sense of majesty without anger.

"Your Majesty is serious. We just think the competition is not perfect enough, so we just give some suggestions." An old Taoist priest with Taoist robe and sheep beard in Zhenwu Heavenly Palace said lightly.

...

"Tsk tsk tsk, there's a good show." In the corner of the square, the Black Emperor's eyes were shiny, and he liked to join in the fun the most.

"Awesome, is this a ward?"

Chu He was also shocked. These nine sects and five major demon sects were really just accused of being forced to the palace. It seems that they were well prepared.

In the field, the Emperor's face was cold. He looked at the ancestors of several major sects coldly and said indifferently: "I have heard your suggestions, let's talk about them later. Let's continue the competition now."

"No, no, Your Majesty, I think it's better to make it clear now. After all, so many people are waiting?" The strong saint from the Saint Dragon Holy Land laughed and said.

And many people in the square were confused.

What is this?

The nine sects and five demon sects are about to turn against the royal family and break up?

For a long time, there have been constant struggles between sects and imperial power. This "No. 1 Choice Competition" seems to be a selection of the younger generation of geniuses, and the rewards are abundant.

But in the game, except for the inability to kill, no matter how many disciples of the sect are missing their arms and legs every year, or suffer indelible serious injuries.

If the reward is not too rich, it can create a future soul pillar and can be famous all over the world. Who would be willing to take this risk?

None of the royal children participated.

"Make it clear?"

"I think there is no need for this." As he said that, Zhou Gan waved his hand gently, and suddenly, countless black-armored soldiers wrapped the entire square like a tide.
To be continued...