Resurrection of Reiki: Start Awakening Super Talent

  Chapter 184 The Martial King Contest Begins

   "Tell me."

  Hearing Feng Yong's words, Fang Yi was immediately interested.

  As the second person in charge of Bai Yuesha's branch in Tianzhu City, it is definitely not easy for the other party to bring it up.

"This morning, when our people were performing their mission, they found a man's body in the sewage ditch in the residential area. The body was shriveled like a mummified corpse. The initial judgment was that the death was caused by excessive blood loss. Our people reported this to After coming up, I immediately sent someone to investigate, but the body had disappeared.”

Excessive bleeding…

  Hearing this, Fang Yi immediately associated this matter with the blood exchange experiment.

   "My lord, what do you know?"

   Seeing Fang Yi's reaction, Feng Tao frowned.

   But Fang Yi didn't answer him.

   "Didn't Bai Yuesha only have tasks in his eyes? When did he start caring about this kind of thing?"

   "This...mainly because the Martial King Competition is getting closer and there are more and more people in the city. It is always good to collect more information."

   "You can continue to investigate this matter, and notify me as soon as you receive relevant information. The information fee depends on the specific content of the information."

   "Okay, I'll have someone continue the investigation."

"Um."

  Fang Yi nodded and turned to leave.

  Although Luo Yunjiao was resolved, but now it is involved in the matter of the Yaozu. These Yaozu must be planning something behind the scenes, but I don’t know if it is about the Martial King Competition or something else.

   It’s still the same sentence, just leave professional matters to professional people.

  Looking at Fang Yi's back, Feng Yong smiled.

   Luo Yunjiao's matter had just been resolved, and such a thing happened. He subconsciously felt that the two were related, so he asked people to investigate. He thought that Fang Yi would be interested in this matter.

   It turns out that he was right.

  Fang Yi spends a lot of money, of course such high-quality customers must be won over.

  …

   Time passed day by day, and everything was proceeding steadily.

  After speaking with Jiulongwei and the city lord's mansion, Chen Wufeng set up a site at the First Martial Arts Academy and directly set up a ring to recruit people.

   The test rules are simple.

  Warrior King level battles against two warriors of the same level, and the one who persists for five minutes undefeated will be admitted.

   Those below the level of King Wu, one-on-one, and those who insist on being undefeated for three minutes will be admitted.

  Because of Fang Yi's previous performance in the academy, a large number of students from the Martial Arts Academy participated in the arena from the very beginning, and the popularity was second only to the Wu Dao contest registration office.

  As the Martial King Tournament on January 1 got closer, more and more people came to Zhutian City, and the whole Zhutian City was very lively, even the time at night market was extended accordingly.

  But under the surface of peace and tranquility, undercurrents are also surging.

   During this time, Fang Yi received two more messages.

  The first piece of news is that Meng Linshan, the Patriarch of the Meng Family, has completely disappeared since being dragged out by Xuanyuan Hao that day, and has not returned to the Meng Family until now.

  Because of this incident, the Meng family went to the City Lord's Mansion many times to inquire, but the result was nothing.

   After hearing the news, several other families tacitly began to attack the Meng family.

  For a while, the business of the Meng family in Zhutian City shrank rapidly, and there was even a faint trend of falling out of the five major families.

  Another piece of news is that recently, there have been frequent disappearances of outsiders in Tianzhu City.

   In addition, at night, the city guards found the corpses of the demon clan in many places.

  The corpses were of different races, and the cause of death was a circular penetrating wound the size of a finger on the forehead. There were no traces of battle at the scene.

  The realms of the dead monsters are different, ranging from demon generals to demon emperors.

  Although they have been investigating, the City Lord's Mansion and Longwuwei have not found any results.

  …

   Just like that, the time has come to January 1st, and the Martial King Contest officially begins!

   Early in the morning.

   After eating, Fang Yi came to the central square of Zhutian City.

  At this time, the central square was overcrowded, all of them were contestants from all over the world.

  Of course these people are looking at the high platform in the middle of the central square to discuss.

   "What's the situation? Is the Martial King Competition going on here?"

   "Probably not. How can we compete here when there are enough people standing here? It is impossible to compete one-on-one on a high platform in a month."

   "Indeed, there should be a field for preparing for the competition."

   "Wait a minute, it's not yet eight o'clock, wait until the time to see what's going on."

  …

  Listening to everyone's discussion, Fang Yi looked at the high platform in the middle.

   There was only one table on the high platform, and a sound amplifier stone was placed on the table, but there was nothing else.

  Fang Yi didn't care about this, since he had the memory of his previous life, he naturally knew what was going on.

   At this time, Lin Xianrou looked at Fang Yi with a puzzled expression. She was thinking the same as everyone else, and she was a little curious about what was going on.

   "Fang Yi, where would you go if you changed places later? Would you go to Martial Arts Academy?"

  Lin Xianrou immediately thought of the Martial Arts Academy. After all, the martial arts training ground there is quite large. If you adopt the method of batch competition to advance, the efficiency is not too slow.

   "No, it's more interesting than that."

  Fang Yi smiled and shook his head, without explaining.

   Twenty minutes later, at 8 o'clock, a voice suddenly appeared.

   "Hi everyone, welcome to participate in the Martial King Competition in Tianzhu City."

  Hearing the voice, Fang Yi immediately recognized that it was Leng Ange speaking.

   "Because time is limited, I won't go into details here, just focus on the key points."

   "From now until 6:00 pm tomorrow, we will select a hundred people from all the contestants present to advance. Those who advance can enter the secret realm three days later. I will announce the rules of the Martial King Competition."

   "Each participant receives a specially made wooden card, and everyone enters the same independent space after the competition begins."

   "There are no restrictions in this Martial King Competition, all contestants can play to their heart's content."

   "Until six o'clock tomorrow afternoon, everyone will be forcibly teleported back, and the top 100 with the most wooden cards will advance."

   "The above are all the rules of this Martial King Competition."

   "Everyone has ten minutes to prepare. The teleportation array will start after ten minutes. Please enter in an orderly manner under the arrangement of the city guards."

   After Leng Ange finished speaking, the whole square boiled instantly.

  The main reason is that Leng Ange's words just now contained too much information.

   There are no restrictions, just like the superficial meaning, any means and tricks can be used, even if it is to kill with deadly hands, there is no limit.

   It is better to say that the setting of wooden cards is to encourage contestants to fight each other.

  The whole competition seemed to be a bit of raising Gu, putting everyone in and only allowing a hundred people to advance.

  For a while, the whole square had everything to say, and Fang Yi even heard that someone was already discussing the matter of forming a group.

  Under this rule, grouping undoubtedly seems to be a good way.

   But Fang Yi just glanced at a few people, and then turned his eyes away.

  The huddle looks good, but that's just the appearance.

  It’s okay to say that the number of people is small, but if there are too many people, how to divide the loot is a problem.

  Because until the end, no one can guarantee whether the wooden cards in their hands are enough to advance to the top 100.

  In this case, the more wooden cards you have in your hand, the better!

  (end of this chapter)