Reborn 80,000 Years

Chapter 147: A True Genius

As soon as the host finished speaking, the audience immediately burst into applause, and the shouts reached the highest level in an instant, even covering the host's voice.

"Hey, please be quiet, everyone."

The host coughed lightly and said, "Before the competition starts, let us welcome the two most senior judges of this contest with the warmest applause!"

"Wu Shanhe, the president of the Martial Artists Association, and my lord, Qingfeng Empire!"

Wow!

As soon as these words came out, everyone turned pale in an uproar.

No one thought that this match even surprised Qingfeng's master?

Sure enough, not far away, Jiang Chixin walked slowly to the square under the escort of a group of guards. He was wearing a golden robe with a five-clawed dragon pierced on it. He was majestic and looked down on the world!

When they saw him, both the people on the stage and those in the audience all knelt down and bowed to Jiang Chixin.

"Grassmen and humble ministers kowtow to His Majesty!"

The sound is deafening and lasts for a long time!

Jiang Chixin stood on the stage, silently feeling the surrender of everyone.

"Everyone, please get up!" Jiang Chixin waved his sleeves and said with a smile, "Today is a grand event for the empire. It's not an imperial court, and there are no monarchs and ministers! You don't have to perform such a grand ceremony, you can do whatever you want!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Everyone said in unison, and then stood up from the ground.

But even though Jiang Chixin said so, everyone didn't dare to think so, everyone's eyes were filled with deep respect.

"This guy is quite majestic, isn't he?"

Yang Chen laughed, and couldn't help but tease in his heart.

At this moment, I only heard Wu Shanhe on the stage say: "Your Majesty, today is the Imperial Competition held every ten years. It is rare to see it. Why don't you ask Your Majesty to speak for everyone?"

Jiang Chixin's expression changed slightly, and he said quickly:

"Senior Wu is too polite. You are the president of the Martial Arts Association, and you are holding this competition. How can I take credit for it? This is absolutely impossible!"

Jiang Chi was sincere and terrified. Although he was the emperor of the empire, he was still far behind Wu Shanhe, who owned the entire Warrior Association.

"Your Majesty's words are wrong. After all, this is the competition of the Qingfeng Empire. It is a competition for warriors. Your Majesty should not shirk." Wu Shanhe smiled slightly.

There is an unquestionable majesty in the words.

Hearing this, Jiang Chixin smiled wryly, and had no choice but to say a few words.

However, there is nothing special about the things they talk about, and there are only a few sentences in it. It is nothing more than that martial arts are the foundation of the country, and the prosperity of the warriors will lead to the prosperity of the country...

However, due to his special status, everyone could only listen patiently. During the period, there were thunderous applause from time to time, what's more, tears flowed down my face, and I was grateful...

It wasn't until after the introduction that the competition officially began!

Just listen to the host say:

"Everyone, this competition adopts an elimination system. Each contestant has a corresponding entry card, from one to fifty, a total of fifty contestants!"

"And next, our judges will draw the number plate, and the contestants who are drawn will fight! If they lose, they will be eliminated. If they win, they will automatically advance!"

Hearing this, everyone nodded.

This rule is actually very simple, and everyone will understand it as soon as they hear it.

Immediately afterwards, the host said: "However, in order to save time, our first match will assign ten contestants at one time to conduct a big melee!"

"The same is true for the rest. There are five groups in total, with ten contestants in each group! And among the members of each group, we will only choose one winner to form the top five, and then proceed to the final competition!"

Hearing this, everyone nodded.

Ling Yuyao hesitated for a moment and asked, "Yang Chen, I am number nine, what number are you?"

"Twenty one." Yang Chen waved the number plate in front of her.

"Oh." Ling Yuyao nodded.

I prayed silently in my heart, never meet Yang Chen, never meet Yang Chen!

"I'm six!" At this moment, Luo Qingling came out and took out his number plate.

Wu Jing also leaned over, handed out his number plate, and said, "I am thirty-three!"

In other words, now their respective values ​​are twenty-one, nine, six, and thirty-three.

From this point of view, the chances of being assigned to the same stage are quite high.

"Master Yang, I hope we don't meet each other later." Luo Qingling smiled slightly, and said playfully, "Sister, I still want to stay for a few more rounds!"

Yang Chen smiled, but didn't speak.

Wu Jing snorted coldly, and said, "Yang Chen, I really hope we can meet later!"

Hearing this, everyone was stunned.

Looking at him incredulously.

This guy, doesn't he know Yang Chen's strength?

Wu Jing ignored the gazes of the people around him, and said lightly, "As the old saying goes, where there is a will, there is a way! Although I am only a warrior, as long as I work hard and don't give up, I can defeat the strong warriors!"

Hearing this, Yang Chen rolled his eyes.

He found this guy a little abnormal.

Soon, the judges allocated the number plates, and the maid handed them to the host.

The other party took a look, and said slowly: "For the first competition, please enter the contestants from No. 30 to No. 40!"

As soon as these words came out, Yang Chen and the others looked at Wu Jing beside him.

Because he is number thirty-three!

Hearing the host's words, Wu Jing also stood up slowly, with a strong fighting spirit flashing in his eyes, and said with a light smile: "I didn't expect it to come to me so soon..."

"Sorry, it looks like I'm going to win one step ahead of you!"

Yang Chen smiled and said: "Yes, it's your home game next, remember, you must win!"

"Don't worry." Wu Jing said lightly, his tone full of confidence.

Then he jumped directly onto the platform.

Standing with the other nine players.

Seeing this scene, Ling Yuyao and Luo Qingling cheered up Wu Jing one after another, and the surrounding voices also reached their peak in an instant.

...

"Mr. Wu, this is your grandson, right? He is truly a talented person with outstanding demeanor!" Jiang Chixin smiled slightly and couldn't help but praise him.

Hearing this, Wu Shanhe smiled, and said: "Your Majesty is absurd, this brat's talent is not bad, but he is too arrogant and defiant. Let him come here this time, and it would be good to suffer some blows."

As Wu Shanhe said, his tone was full of helplessness.

For this grandson, he really broke his heart.

Originally, he thought that Yang Chen would discipline him in school, and the other party would change a little bit, but unexpectedly, not only did this guy not change at all, but he was even crazier than before?

Since he thought he had learned all the swordsmanship of shocking evil, he thought that there were few opponents in this empire.

So Wu Shanhe brought him here this time, just to let the other party know what a real genius is!