"I will suppress the Blue-clothed Sword King's top-grade spirit stones."

Tianxia Tower, one of the four major buildings in Juque City.

At this moment, the world is crowded with people, and everyone is choosing a target. The fewest ones are overwhelming with millions of top-grade spirit stones, the more ones are overwhelming with tens of billions of top-grade spirit stones, and there are also hundreds of billions of billions of top-grade spirit stones. Of course, those who dare to overwhelm hundreds of billions of billions of billions of billions of dollars are generally the Martial Emperor. The higher the cultivation level, the more they are overwhelmed.

Jiang Chen and Luo Shifei, dressed in green clothes, came to the stairs of the world. Jiang Chen suppressed him by 300 billion, and Luo Shifei also suppressed Jiang Chen by 100 billion.

"Why don't you suppress more?"

Concubine Luo was very confident in Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen shook his head, "Actually, I'm not sure, I feel that there is only 20% of the hope."

If he must win, Jiang Chen will definitely put more pressure on him, after all, his current net worth is about one trillion yuan.

...

Ten days passed quickly. When the night dissipated and the sky was not yet completely bright, people were surging in the empty streets and alleys. These people gathered into a mainstream, and those figures who were constantly joining were tributaries. As more and more tributaries, the mainstream became thicker and thicker, and vast, rushing towards the North City Arena of Juque City like a wave.

"Hurry up, there are only 10 million seats in Juque City Arena. If you don't hurry up, it will be too late."

"That's right. The Strongest King Competition will only be held once every 100 years. All the contestants are the most powerful quasi-kings. If you miss this, you will have to wait another 100 years to see such a grand occasion."

"Stop talking nonsense, it's here."

Juque City Arena is actually in a small secret realm. This small secret realm has long been abandoned and has been transformed into an arena by Juque Emperor. Otherwise, it would not be easy or a waste to build an arena in the city.

The small secret realm has a large space inside, almost as big as the north of the city and such a large arena, so there is a high requirement for vision, so you are not qualified to enter the arena to watch the battle. After all, if you enter, you can't see the battle clearly.

A figure soon appeared in the empty and deserted audience, and the figure looked like black ink. It soon dyed the entire audience black, and the noisy sound filled the entire small secret realm.

Surrounded by the audience is a complex venue with a radius of hundreds of miles. There are mountains, water, wilderness, plains, and even volcanoes and snow-capped mountains. It can basically meet the wishes of most contestants.

The closest to the arena are the VIP private rooms and the VIP private rooms before the VIP private rooms. In a luxurious private room, Jiang Chen, Luo Shifei, Blood Sword King, Ice King, Soldier Emperor and Chu Ling are all there.

"One ticket is five million per person, and a private room costs one billion top-grade spirit stones. Juque City is making a fortune." Through the transparent crystal, everyone could clearly see the arena and most of the audience seats. The Blood Knife King who was sitting shook his head, sighed and envious.

Jiang Chen said: "The main city lords are all quasi-emperors, and many deputy city lords are usually quasi-emperors. For them, no matter how many top-grade spirit stones there are, they won't care. What they care about is the top-grade spirit stones. Of course, the quasi-emperor has their own family or power, and the top-grade spirit stones can be used to maintain the operation of the family and power."

"Jiang Chen, I have suppressed you 800 million top-grade spirit stones. You must win the first place!" Ji Yuanwu said with a smile.

"Do your best!"

Jiang Chen nodded, and he was also very eager for the first place. The battlefield of the corpse demon collapsed, and it would not be so easy to earn spirit stones in the future. Now he can earn a little more.

In a more luxurious VIP private room, Emperor Juque and a group of deputy city lords of Juque City were sitting inside. Next to Emperor Juque, there was a young man, very similar to Emperor Juque.

"Shan'er, you have always been above the top. Take a look at this strongest king competition and learn more." Emperor Juque said to the young man next to him.

The young man said unconvincedly: "They are only a few dozen years older than me. If I were over a hundred years old, I would definitely be stronger than them. I have inherited your giant spirit bloodline, which is extremely powerful, and is even better than the Vajra Emperor's Vajra bloodline."

The young man's name is Situ Shan, who is the only son of Emperor Juque.

Shaking his head, Emperor Juque was a little dissatisfied with Situ Shan's attitude of being above the top. Indeed, the Giant Spirit's bloodline is better than the Vajra bloodline, but it also depends on who the person who is in it. According to Situ Shan's temperament, he will suffer a great loss sooner or later.

"City Lord, don't increase your aura and destroy your majesty. I think Shan'er is not inferior to the top ten seed players. In the next strongest king competition, he must be the first one." said a deputy city lord.

"Brother Wang is talking about it, City Lord, you are the third in the top ten quasi-emperors of the Yanwu Continent. Shan'er has inherited your giant spirit bloodline and will have a bright future."

Another deputy city lord also said.

Emperor Juque remained silent. The higher he stood, the more he was in awe of martial arts. So what if the top ten quasi-emperors ranked third? In the eyes of the Emperor, he was still like an ant. He was over 7,000 years old this year. If he had no chance in his life, he basically had no hope of becoming the Emperor. He could only put his hope on Situ Shan. Maybe his expectations were a little higher. Young people were always a little young and energetic, which was not a bad thing.

This year's Strongest King Competition, there are more than 100,000 contestants, each of them are quasi-kings, with strength above the ninth level of the sky.

Soon, the competition began. The first round was the knockout round. One hundred people entered the field to fight against each other. They were not allowed to join forces. Those who violated the rules would be eliminated directly.

Fifty people were eliminated in one batch, and one hundred people were eliminated in two batches. As the number of people eliminated increased, the field gradually entered a white-hot stage. After one morning, thousands of people had been eliminated, and the speed was quite fast.

"It's my turn."

Hearing his number, Concubine Luo stood up.

"Be careful."

Jiang Chendao.

"Yeah, I will."

Taking a deep breath, Concubine Luo walked out of the VIP private room.

Seeing that Concubine Luo entered the arena, the Binghuang and others looked complicated. It would be fine if Jiang Chen was so stubborn. Even the women around him came from behind and far surpassed them. This made them feel that things in the world were impermanent.

The opponent Luo Shifei chose was a short and fat man with rich combat experience. He was obviously only at the tenth level of the heaven level, but Luo Shifei could not defeat him for a while.

"Divine Water Fluctuation!"

Fortunately, the gap in strength of the first level is the gap in strength of the first level. Luo Shifei plucked up his true energy and swung his sword, and the sword light poured out like a flood, fluctuating wildly.

puff!

A mouthful of blood was spit out, and the short and fat man lost the game.

In addition to Concubine Luo, the Thunder Fire Hammer Emperor is also on the court. Although the Thunder Fire Hammer Emperor's strength is weak compared to the top ten seed players, he has the strength of the twelve-level Heaven level. He hammers the opponent away with just one hammer, without any effort.
Chapter completed!