Chapter 310 The competition begins!
The reason why Zhu Qiyu chose to invite his great-uncle Zhu Gaosui out.
One reason is to intimidate the people from the martial arts world who come to participate in the competition.
Secondly, it is to find out the person who broke into the bedroom and stole the Bodhi seeds!
Because once a warrior at any level takes the Bodhi seeds, he will reach the level of Hua Jin.
However, if that's all, it's not enough to find out the real culprit behind the scenes.
The most important factor lies in the method of using the Bodhi seeds, which is external administration!
Once a person uses Bodhi seeds to break through to the state of transformation, a strange fragrance will emanate from his body.
And this fragrance will last for three to five days before dissipating!
But what they didn't expect was that Jiang Chen actually took the Bodhi seeds internally!
Moreover, he directly broke through to the late stage of Hua Jin because of this!
Actually, this matter cannot be blamed on the ancestors of the Zhu family.
After all, they only had three Bodhi seeds in total, excluding the one used by their ancestor.
They only have two Bodhi seeds left now, and they dare not waste any of them!
"Brother Wenyao, this is His Majesty. Your Majesty, this is my best friend - Chen Wenyao!"
Bai Ze brought Jiang Chen to Zhu Qiyu and bowed to him.
"Hahaha, well, since you are my Beiming's distinguished guest, there is no need to perform formalities."
"I have long heard of Master Chen's great name!"
Zhu Qiyu said this while looking Jiang Chen up and down.
Looking at Jiang Chen's face, which looked a little more handsome than his own.
Zhu Qiyu couldn't help feeling a little unhappy.
But when he thought of the relationship between Jiang Chen and Bai Ze, Zhu Qiyu quickly hid his jealousy.
"Your Majesty, thank you for your praise. You have saved half of the Ming Empire by your own efforts. "
"All of my reputations are just empty names!"
Although Zhu Qiyu concealed it well, Jiang Chen still noticed the flash of jealousy in Zhu Qiyu's eyes.
Accompanied by Bai Ze, Zhu Qiyu and Jiang Chen exchanged greetings again.
Jiang Chen did not leave until the Minister of Rites, who was in charge of presiding over the competition, came over.
After avoiding Zhu Qiyu's jealous gaze, Jiang Chen and his personal guards dived into the crowd of martial artists watching near the competition venue.
Bai Ze, who had chased after them, looked at the huge crowd and searched for them without any results.
Bai Ze could only turn around and return to the spectator seats with some disappointment.
After Zhu Qiyu saw Bai Ze sitting in the seat below him, he asked Zhu Gaosui, whose hair and beard were all white.
"Uncle, what do you think? Is Chen Wenyao a suspect?"
In response to Zhu Qiyu's question, Zhu Gaosui slowly shook his head and spoke slowly.
"I don't feel the aura of Bodhi seeds on him."
"Besides, his cultivation is only at the peak of Dark Energy."
"Anyone who consumes the Bodhi seeds is definitely a warrior at the Huajin realm!"
After stating his conclusion, Zhu Gaosui closed his eyes and fell silent.
After listening to Zhu Gaosui's answer, Zhu Qiyu nodded thoughtfully.
On the competition stage, the Minister of Rites, who was in charge of presiding over the competition, was reading out the relevant regulations of the competition.
Because the fundamental purpose of holding this competition is to borrow the help of people from the underworld.
Thereby curbing the edge of Jiang Chen's northern army.
Therefore, the rules of this competition are very simple!
To sum up, there are only three points.
1: You are not allowed to admit defeat on the fighting stage. You can only admit defeat before the competition begins!
2: On the battle stage, it’s a matter of life or death, and the one who survives is the winner!
3: The above two points will be strictly enforced!
After hearing the rules announced by the Minister of Rites , the people in the audience began to discuss.
"Why are these rules so unreasonable!?"
"Yeah, it's just a competition between life and death."
"Are we really going to risk our lives just to participate in this crappy competition?!"
"Alright, alright, stop talking, the rewards for this competition are not good!"
"Yes, as a warrior, how can we be afraid of death, especially when the reward is so great."
Listening to the discussions of the people around him, Jiang Chen couldn't help but smile slightly.
"It seems that this competition is becoming more and more interesting."
"Zhu Qiyu, Zhu Qiyu, your real purpose..."
"I'm afraid it's not just to deal with me, but it doesn't matter now."
"Let me personally crush all your conspiracies!"
Thinking of this, Jiang Chen turned his head and glanced at Zhu Qiyu in the spectator seats.
When Jiang Chen saw Bai Ze sitting below, he hesitated.
Although he borrowed the identity of the real Chen Yaowen, but no matter what.
Bai Ze is a guy who has always treated me sincerely.
Jiang Chen must repay this friendship, and Bai Ze is also a very talented person.
Otherwise, he would not have been appointed as the prime minister of Northern Ming by Zhu Qiyu at such a young age.
This can also be seen from the prosperity of Chunning City.
So, knocking Bai Ze out and bringing him back to the North seems to be a good idea!
Soon, the first competition began!
After the civil servant arranged by the Minister of Rites to serve as referee shouted out two numbers loudly.
The people in the martial arts world holding the corresponding number plates stood on the fighting stage.
The first competition was between a fierce and strong man and an old man wearing a straw raincoat!
Looking at the frail body of the old man in the straw raincoat, the onlookers all sighed.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, this old man really doesn't even have the slightest self-awareness."
"You've seen how strong your opponent is, yet you still want to go and die."
"Haha, yeah, but luckily I bet on the strong guy to win!"
Hearing the last sentence, Jiang Chen's eyes suddenly lit up.
Then, Jiang Chen took out a silver note of fifty thousand taels from his pocket .
Then he turned around and spoke to a guard behind him.
"Go, bet all the fifty thousand taels on that old man!"
Hearing Jiang Chen's order, the guards could not believe their ears and stood there in a daze.
My Lord, has he gone mad?
How could a frail old man possibly win against that fierce and strong man!
Seeing the guards standing there motionless, Jiang Chen spoke again.
"Didn't you hear me? Go!"
As Jiang Chen finished speaking, the guards came back to their senses.
In desperation, the guards followed Jiang Chen's instructions and put all the money on the old man in the straw raincoat.
"Old man, are you tired of living?!"
The fierce-looking burly man looked at the old man in the straw raincoat who walked onto the stage and said with disdainful surprise.
Facing the sturdy man's disdain, the old man just smiled and replied.
"Young man, don't speak too soon. It's still unknown who will die!"
