The galaxy competition is about to begin, and more and more warriors are pouring into the main city of the Shangyuan Realm. There are long-established veterans and strong young stars, and there are young and energetic rising stars. It can be said that masters are everywhere.
Jun Changxiao takes flowers and roses to play in the bustling areas when he has nothing to do, experiencing different customs and customs.
Li Qingyang, Xiao Zuiji and others stayed in the inn temporarily, and spent most of their time resting. After all, they came here after a long journey, and they had to improve their condition to the best before the start of the competition.
"Why."
He Wudi was lying on the bed, looking at the ceiling with a troubled expression.
He wants to keep a low profile.
However, the suzerain insisted on making himself high-profile.
If he hadn't recognized Wan Guzong, He Wudi would never have participated in such a big public event.
"That's all, that's all."
After thinking about it for a while, he got up and sat on the bed, rubbed his hands on his face, and said solemnly: "The suzerain treats me well, so I can only do my best."
He Wudi has already decided that he must devote himself seriously to the main race.
However, he is still considering whether to continue the old path of the qualifiers.
"no."
"In the competition three years ago, I stumbled all the way to advance, but became the focus of the competition. This time the main competition must control the heat."
When participating in the qualifiers, He Wudi had been deliberately suppressing his cultivation, and it was very difficult and lucky to win every time, which aroused the curiosity of the audience.
There is nothing to say about acting skills.
Even Gu Tianxing didn't see it.
But He Wudi's original intention was to regard himself as the most ordinary existence among all living beings, but it turned out to be counterproductive, because he was too lucky and won repeatedly, and finally became the focus of the audience.
on the contrary.
Although Ye Xingchen was shocked every time he dealt with his opponents, everyone became boring after watching three or five games.
I am used to delicacies from mountains and seas.
Occasionally some pickled radish is actually quite good.
He Wudi realized this, so he decided that after the start of the main match, he should not perform too mediocrely, and use proper strength to defeat the opponent so that everyone will not pay attention.
…
In the city.
Jun Changxiao ate a piece of local specialty stinky tofu, and felt that his soul was about to ascend to heaven.
Hua Meigui kept a distance from him and pinched her nose gently.
"It's delicious."
Jun Changxiao brought over a copy and said, "Come and taste it."
Hua Meigui took a few steps back in a hurry, apparently very resistant to this stinky food.
"If you don't eat, I will."
Jun Chang laughed and ate another portion, and thought to himself: "If I had to choose, I would rather eat stinky tofu every day than eat the dark food made by that woman!"
The two continued to stroll on the bustling street, because one was handsome and the other was beautiful, so they naturally became the focus of attention of passers-by.
"Boy."
Suddenly, a cold shout came from the street: "You don't have eyes?"
Because the voice was too loud, it immediately attracted the attention of passers-by, and they all turned to look at it.
"Walk."
Jun Chang smiled and said, "Go and see the excitement."
Hua Meigui was a little stunned, because her husband took the initiative to hold her hand and walked to the passers-by to watch the area.
"You hit me."
"Fart, I walked out of the store, and it was you who bumped into me head-on!"
Jun Changxiao squeezed in from the crowd with flowers and roses, and saw a burly middle-aged man and a rather weak-looking man with shaggy hair standing outside a certain shop.
"What do you want?" the shaggy-haired man said lightly.
"Losing money."
The middle-aged man always put on a vicious look, and he looked like a grumpy old man at first glance.
"How many?"
"One thousand spirit stones."
"Give."
The fluffy-haired man waved a fist-sized spirit stone and said, "You don't need to look for it."
Seeing this, passers-by shook their heads and said, "This kid is too cowardly."
In fact, many witnesses saw that it was a middle-aged man who bumped into it head-on, and even felt that it was done on purpose. As a result, the hit person took the initiative to lose money.
"..."
Holding the primordial stone, which is more precious than a thousand spirit stones, the middle-aged man's expression was a little dazed.
He didn't expect the other party to be so straightforward. If he had known this, he would have made more points.
"stop!"
The middle-aged man shouted: "I'm talking about a thousand primordial stones!"
"..."
Jun Chang laughed and was speechless.
This guy clearly said a thousand spirit stones just now, but suddenly changed his words to ask for primordial stones, clearly extorting money.
As a colleague, Gousheng despises him.
The fluffy-haired man stopped and said, "You're getting a little greedy."
"Stop talking nonsense." The middle-aged man walked over and said, "Since you have lost money, you should quickly pay for it..."
"boom!"
Suddenly, his body shook violently, his head tilted forward, and the anger in his eyes was quickly replaced by dullness.
The shaggy-haired man stood in front of the middle-aged man at some point, his right hand had already pierced his chest, and leaning against his ear, he whispered, "Go to hell and ask for money."
"Puchi!"
Pulling out his bloody hand, he turned and left regardless of the corpse falling down.
However, Lin Li looked at Jun Chang and smiled, and said, "Your movements are quite fast."
"Okay."
Gou Sheng shrugged.
He and Hua Meigui stood just behind the middle-aged man, forming an enchantment to protect the body at the moment the opponent made a move, avoiding being splashed with blood.
"If you are a contestant, I would really like to fight with you." When the puffy-haired man spoke, he had already walked away.
Jun Chang smiled and frowned.
From admitting to losing money to decisively obliterating, this guy is a bit unusual.
"Husband."
Hua Meigui looked solemnly and said: "The killing intent that this person showed when he attacked just now is really terrifying."
"Um."
Killing intent can only be cultivated in endless killings, which shows that the fluffy-haired man must have experienced many life-and-death battles.
"This guy is dangerous."
Jun Changxiao has met the granddaughter of the Sword Master of Guixu, and also met the disciple of Dao Yuanzong, and he is the only one who evaluates this person.
"call out!"
"call out!"
Just at this moment, several beams of light flew from a distance and stopped the shaggy-haired man.
The leader of the old man shouted: "There are express regulations in the city prohibiting fighting. You not only violated the rules, but also injured people's lives. This is unforgivable!"
"Sure enough, it alarmed the Law Enforcement Hall."
"People are killed, they must come out."
"There's a good show to watch!"
Passers-by started talking in low voices.
The fluffy-haired man unhurriedly showed something.
It was a face token with complex patterns engraved on it, as if a hundred ghosts were dancing.
Seeing this, several experts in the law enforcement hall showed a trace of fear in their eyes, and the leader stepped aside hastily, and ordered: "Clean up the corpse quickly!"
"yes!"
The men started to get busy.
The shaggy-haired man walked straight, and the warriors on the road gave way one after another, like a flock of frightened birds.
"The identity is not simple." Jun Chang said with a smile.
The strong man in the law enforcement hall came aggressively, but he was discouraged when he saw the token. This person is not only very dangerous, but also has a very strong background.
"Tsk tsk."
Gu Tianxing said: "I didn't expect the adopted son of the Heavenly Demon Emperor to participate in this cosmic jihad."
"The adopted son of the Demon Emperor?"
The expression on Jun Chang's smiling face suddenly became serious.
Gu Tianxing said: "It is rumored that the Heavenly Demon Emperor has eighty-one adopted sons, each of whom is a rare genius in the world."
"..."
Jun Chang laughed speechlessly: "Is this guy sick? Why do you accept so many adopted sons?"
"I feel..."
The system roared: "What you should be most concerned about is when will Uncle Gu come!"