189: C189 The Competition Begins

C189 The Competition Begins

When Feng Feiyang heard this, he asked curiously, "No matter who enters the Sumeru Dreamland, their cultivation base will be greatly reduced. City Lord, why do I feel that you don't have any influence?"

Chipeng also widened his eyes and nodded approvingly. "I'm also curious."

Lin Rann waved his hand. He was in a good mood today, so he generously explained.

"Your cultivation base is low, and your main cultivation base is spiritual energy. Generally speaking, when the cultivation of spiritual energy reaches a certain level, you won't be able to break through for a long period of time. It will be very difficult for you to ascend to the Heaven Realm."

Indeed. "

"What I cultivate is qi and blood, different from spiritual energy. You absorb the essence of everything in the world, while I absorb the waste that the department doesn't want. If I absorb it by myself, I will improve by leaps and bounds, which is not something ordinary people can compare with. The reason I became the Demonic Emperor is not because I ascended all the way here."

Feng Feiyang said excitedly, "Indeed. Back in the Heaven Realm, I have heard many stories about the Demonic Emperor. Although I have doubts in my heart, I still want to find out."

Lin Rann sneered, "When I took the Demonic Emperor's seat, there were only two or three of you Immortal Sovereigns. Now, all of you are still little brats."

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Was this out of their expectations?

Chipeng gulped.

In fact, it was because Lin Rann was too strong, even if this world could suppress his own strength. However, no matter how he suppressed his strength, his cultivation base was still above everyone else's. He had even reached the Immortal Emperor realm, so this was the same as whether he could suppress them or not.

Feng Feiyang looked at the blue sky and white clouds. "But why doesn't Sir know about the Heaven Realm?"

"There's no hurry. The First Universe is so fun. How boring is the Heaven Realm? There were only a few people around and they didn't have a phone. Without a computer, it's boring. At most, they can find someone to fight each day. He had lived for tens of thousands of years and felt that it was enough. It was not easy for him to come here. Let's have some fun. How can we be worthy of the six children above? "

Feng Feiyang gave a hollow laugh. They had come down to play. They were here to cultivate and put their lives on the line to train. They were not even as powerful as a finger of the Demonic Emperor. He felt ashamed.

The audience below was filled with interest, and they cheered incessantly.

"Come, come, come, take a look. Don't miss the bet. If you place a bet, you will have to pay 10 for the bet. If you place the right bet, you will earn it. If you place the wrong bet, you won't lose anything either. Come and take a look."

Many people began to choose their bets.

This was a good deal.

The corner of Lin Rann's mouth curled up. Some people really wanted to make money when they came in.

"I'm going out for a walk." Lin Rann stood up and disappeared from his chair, disappearing without a trace.

This person was invited to be the judge. If this person left, who would come?

He looked at Chipeng. "Master Chipeng, why don't you be the judge?"

"Whoever wins, stay. What kind of judge do you need? But when will it be my turn to go on stage? I haven't done anything for a long time."

"Uh, didn't you do it yesterday? When I was with everyone from the Demonic Beast, wasn't my lord very happy?"

Feng Feiyang directly exposed Chipeng. He turned around and said, "How can it be the same?"

"Yes, yes, it's different." Feng Feiyang did not dare to make a sound.

Lin Rann looked at the bet and was unhappy that he wasn't there.

"Who are these people?"

"They are all from the competition field. Does this martial artist want to bet?"

The reason Lin Rann changed his appearance was because he was afraid that others would recognize him. A small disguise technique was still possible.

Lin Rann shook his head. There was really nothing to place a bet on with just that bunch of trash up there.

He walked around. The square was filled with people, and there were still people discussing.

"Yesterday, City Lord was so cool. I wanted to see his figure. He was so handsome. Ah, I love this man to death."

"Exactly. I heard that City Lord is also here today. Unfortunately, there are too many people and I couldn't squeeze in. I think I should take a look at City Lord."

The two fangirls had infatuated looks on their faces. In their hearts, there was no longer any room for other men.

Lin Rann chuckled.

"Isn't it just one man? Is it worth your praise? Two infatuated girls. "

A woman in red said bluntly, full of disdain.

" Hmph, what do you know? Have you ever seen a person who can resist a few hundred Demonic Beasts by himself? Can you do it?"

The red-dressed female sect master snorted coldly. "Who knows how those few hundred Demonic Beasts came about?"

The two women were very displeased, but Red Shirt did not back down.

Lin Rann, on the other hand, became interested. "Why? Does this beauty know why those few hundred Demonic Beasts came?"

The woman in red glanced at Lin Rann and coldly rolled her eyes.

"Can't you see it just by looking at the golden light? The appearance of a supreme-grade pill... To a Demonic Beast, it is a deadly charm. Not only did it attract the beast tide, but it also attracted the beast tide. If the fragrance of a supreme-grade pill is extremely strong, then their beast nature will be unleashed. Who knows what kind of trouble they might cause."

"Then, according to what you can see, the pill refined by that person yesterday can be considered a high grade pill?"

"Aren't you talking nonsense? Of course it's a supreme grade. My great-grandfather has been an alchemist for his entire life, but he has never produced a supreme grade ___. He hasn't even managed to refine a tenth grade ___. What a pity."

The lady in red was in a good mood when she mentioned the pill.

"You're an alchemist?"

"Yes, you can just call me Jiang Miao. This little brother looks like a martial artist."

"Yes, but the level is not high."

"I can see it. Surrounded by the crowd and so weak, I keep having the feeling that others can squeeze you out. Forget it, there's nothing to see here. Let's go."

Jiang Miao grabbed Lin Rann's hand and walked out of the crowd. She walked into the teahouse at the side.

"Waiter, come to a top teahouse."

"Hey, it's here," ___ said.

The two of them sat upstairs and watched the competition through the window. It was even quieter.

"This place is not bad. It's not so noisy," Wang Yao said. Lin Rann looked at the square. It was indeed a good place to watch the competition.

Jiang Miao nodded. "Of course."

Lin Rann was curious. "You don't look like someone from Southern Domain City. Which country are you from?"

"West City."

"Since you are an alchemist, I'm afraid your master is from a prestigious family. "1

Jiang Miao put down her teacup and looked up at Lin Rann. Seeing that he was calm, she felt that the man in front of her was not that simple.

"The daughter of the Jiang family of the West Country, what's wrong?"

Jiang Miao's temper was high and cold, and she was arrogant. Apart from the fact that there were some experts in her eyes, there was also some status. The other men could not enter her eyes. This time, it was also to avoid the blind date arranged by her family. That was why she ran out and insisted on marrying Young Master Han. She really admired him.

Who didn't know that Young Master Han of the East District was a crafty man? If he married him, he might as well just die.

"It's nothing. It's just that I've been staying in the Southern Domain City and have never gone out. I've only heard a little about the famous families outside, so I'm just kind."

"Actually, it's nothing much. Alchemists are rare, so they are all worshipped. Actually, it's nothing much. Southern Domain City should be Nan Wensheng, right? It's just that the supreme grade pill this time shouldn't be refined by him. Do you know who it is? "

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