Chapter 1265 Purple Bamboo Forest (1/2)
Chapter 1265 - Purple Bamboo Forest
This slap on the face compet.i.tion was very interesting. There were around a hundred thousand people wandering around Sky Street, and in a short period of time, it had spread far and wide. The six people partic.i.p.ating in the compet.i.tion were all famous figures in the Three Thousand Great Temples. Other than Long Chen and Feng Zhilin, the rest were all real Eighth Stage of the Divine Martial Stage, and each of them had an extraordinary status and position. In this world, what else could be more straightforward than watching them compete, watching them slap themselves?
The six of them looked at each other, and the smell of gunpowder immediately became stronger.
Since the Violet Bamboo Forest was located on the other side of the Emperor Star, this meant that no matter which direction one advanced in, they would be able to reach the Emperor Star at the same distance. Of course, they could not take the War G.o.d Palace route, or else they would have to take a very long route.
”Since everyone has agreed, then let's cut the c.r.a.p and begin. I can't wait to smoke some people. ” Long Chen laughed and said.
Everyone laughed. Everyone was confident that they could make it into the top three! As long as he could make it into the top three, he wouldn't have to take a beating, but rather, a beating. For Lu Junyue, putting aside the matter of reputation, it would be enough for him to get third place, because the only person he wanted to kill was Long Chen.
Face-smacking. This was a huge humiliation.
Especially since there were two other women present. When they thought about how their delicate faces would turn red again, everyone felt their hearts ache.
Feng Zhiling was agitated.
As long as she saw Long Chen, she could not control her emotions.
It was as if he was always pulling at the strings of his own heart.
”Quite some words you have there. Normally, if someone who likes to boast, they would lose the most miserably if they were to fight. I think that you should just wait to receive three slaps.” Feng Zhiling's words were directed at Long Chen.
Long Chen laughed indifferently.
”Even if Little Third Tribulation is about to come, I can still make all of you want to cry from losing.”
Of course, these were his words in his heart. At this moment, he and Yan Qingchen had already made their preparations after looking at each other.
At this time, the Sky Street was in a state of turmoil, as countless people gathered to watch. drew a circle with a diameter of more than twenty meters on the ground, and only after obtaining the Chinese conifer herb, and then returning to the center of the circle, could the mission be considered as completed.
Sky Street was boiling, the news spread like wildfire, and it was all about the six geniuses slapping him in the face.
In a short moment, no one was doing business anymore. A hundred thousand people surrounded them, and some smart people had already started to lay down the gambling house. With their business mind, they were able to set up the gambling house in a short period of time. At the same time, there was also a direct way to guess the rankings. The odds of such a thing being the highest, how many people could guess the entire ranking?
No matter what, under Ji Liuming's guidance, the compet.i.tion had officially begun. When the announcement was made, Long Chen and Yan Qingchen would advance together. The others had also disappeared in an instant. This speed was simply astonishing.
”The four of them are the real Eighth Stage of the Divine Martial Stage, how can the two hall masters, Long Chen and Feng Zhilin, be so fast?”
”It's really strange, I bet that Long Chen would be last, but judging from his speed, it doesn't seem like he is, I won't be wrong.”
The crowd was in an uproar, and was in an incomparable frenzy. At this time, they could only obediently wait. At the same time, the gambling house expanded once again. More and more people began to place their bets, as well as the number of people who were betting on the bet. Out of the hundred thousand people, nearly ten thousand were betting on the bet.
Long Chen did not use his full speed, he was only at the same level as Yan Qingchen. Although Yan Qingchen's collision was huge, in terms of speed, he was not the last of the six. In terms of true speed, regardless of other factors, Long Chen and Feng Zhiling were actually the fastest. The reason why Long Chen was fast, was because of the Gold Thunder Prison dragon, while the reason why Feng Zhiling was fast, was partly because she had already reached the Eighth Stage of the Divine Martial Stage, and partly because she was an expert in the way of the wind.
Wind was a symbol of speed to begin with.
However, she was also with Lu Junyue. Lu Junyue's speed was already fast enough, and Feng Zhilin was also only slightly faster than him.
As he advanced at a high speed, a strong wind blew past him, and the scenery around him shifted to the back of his mind.
”Brother Long Chen, you should leave first. With your speed, taking first place will not be a problem.” Yan Qingchen said while gasping for breath.
”It's fine. I've underestimated them.” Long Chen said with a domineering smile.
Yan Qingchen had to submit, most of his speed came from his body, not the primordial spirit. In terms of endurance, he surpa.s.sed everyone, so when Yan Qingchen got tired, Long Chen did not react.
How could the body of an Ancestral Dragon be exhausted by such a small matter?
In order to not implicate Long Chen, Yan Qingchen had to put in effort as well.
Long Chen thought that it was about time. After about four hours, the two of them reached the Purple Bamboo Forest that Ji Liuming had mentioned. Their speed was very normal, not considered slow. When Long Chen arrived at this place, he already sensed that the other three teams were already there.
Feng Zhilin and Lu Junyue were in a group, while Ji Liuming and Xue Zi were in a group. They didn't use their trump cards in front of them. At a normal speed, they would have arrived at around the same time.