Budokai had gathered. Almost all the powerful people from the Federation's thirty-six provinces and eleven overseas islands were here.
It was a black mass that stretched as far as the eye could see. There were probably more than ten thousand people participating this time.
The thirty-six provinces and eleven overseas islands were divided. Other than a few small cities, there were as many cities as there were in Budokai.
Some of the larger provinces had more than one city in each city, and there were more than one Budokai.
If the competition continued, it would take some time before it was over.
More than ten thousand people gathered, but no one made a sound. They all kept quiet.
An Shanhe rose into the air, his expression indifferent. "The competition will be divided into three regions: the ordinary provinces, the larger provinces, and the overseas islands. Each region will select thirty Budokai, and there will be ten spots.
"Ten miles to the left is the ordinary province region. Ten miles to the right is the overseas islands region. This is the larger province region.
"Everyone, go to your respective regions according to the cities in which Budokai is located."
Jiang Changkong was taken aback. "What about the smaller provinces?"
An Shanhe glared at him. "The smaller provinces will go to the ordinary provinces."
Jiang Changkong was the only one from a smaller province. The other smaller provinces would never have the chance to participate in this.
The Budokai people split up and went to different regions.
Jiang Changkong also went to the left, ten miles away. There were also troops and spectators here, as well as devices monitoring the area.
Nan Tian Pang and Yao Meng were also in the crowd.
There was also a high-level martial artist here, with a device in his hand.
Jiang Changkong looked at the Budokai people who had rushed over. There were about a few thousand of them.
"Is everyone here now?" The high-level martial artist's expression was indifferent as he floated in the air. His voice was not loud, but it resounded clearly in everyone's ears.
The token in Jiang Changkong's hand glowed. The high-level martial artist looked at the device and relaxed slightly. "Very good, everyone is here. I am Nan Yan Yang, one of the hosts of the Sin Realm Competition. Now, the random battles will begin."
As soon as he finished speaking, the device glowed, and a huge starlight screen condensed with a bunch of names on it.
"Battlefield 2, Jiang Changkong versus Tianfeng Budokai."
The first thing Jiang Changkong saw was his name, Tianfeng Budokai. He did not know which province he was from, nor did he need to know. He just needed to fight.
There were three hundred battle zones in the surroundings, and each zone had a special stone tablet that marked the number of the battlefield.
Jiang Changkong flew through the air and arrived at the second battlefield. His opponent had arrived as well.
All nine of them were peak Astral Spirits.
"One man built a city, I have long heard of your name."
Nine peak Astral Spirits stepped onto the battlefield and looked at Jiang Changkong solemnly.
Jiang Changkong's expression was indifferent. "It's just an empty reputation. Everyone, how about we decide this in one move?"
"Alright." The people of Tianfeng Budokai looked solemn as they felt a little more confident.
If it was a protracted battle, with Jiang Changkong's strength, he could completely defeat them one by one. If it was a direct battle, they might have a chance of winning if they joined forces.
One of the peak Astral Spirits sneered. "We have been hearing about you these days. Today, let us see if your reputation is real."
"Cut the crap, let's get started."
Jiang Changkong stood with his hands behind his back, his expression indifferent.
The device in the air was also pointed at them.
In the crowd, Nan Tian Pang and Yao Meng were watching the battle. "Mengjie, do you think Jiang Changkong's move will be a little difficult?"
"Not difficult at all. He will probably go all out. Right now, most people in Budokai have changed."
Yao Meng said solemnly. Right now, people in Budokai had basically been replaced by people from the major forces, except for the president.
The peak Astral Spirits sent by the major forces were not weak, and were basically stronger than ordinary peak Astral Spirits.
As they spoke, the battle began.
The nine Astral Spirits from Tianfeng let out a low roar, their astral power vast and mighty, instantly unleashing their full strength.
The nine peak Astral Spirits unleashed their power, dazzling starlight shooting straight into the sky, shaking a radius of hundreds of meters.
Jiang Changkong stood with his hands behind his back, watching the nine attacks coming at him, the Blazing Sun Astral Power in his body suddenly erupted.
Rumble!
The vast Blazing Sun Astral Power, wherever the golden light passed, engulfed the nine peak Astral Spirits.
Puff!
The nine figures flew out at the same time, blood spilling. They were instantly seriously injured.
"You have lost," Jiang Changkong said indifferently.
"Number two, Jiang Changkong wins," Nan Yan Yang's voice came.
Jiang Changkong didn't stay and directly left.
The nine martial artists from Tianfeng had just climbed to their feet, their faces full of horror.
One move?
Jiang Kong didn't even make a move just now, he only unleashed his astral power!
What kind of monster was this? Even the talents of the major forces couldn't compare to him, could they?
The other competition venues in Budokai were all stunned when they heard this. It's over?
We haven't even started and Jiang Changkong is already over?
Even surrendering can't be that fast!
The most confused were Nan Tian Pang and Yao Meng. Can't you at least put in some effort? Where's the one move you promised?
"I'm afraid this guy is even stronger," Nan Tian Pang said solemnly, "I wonder if my brother can beat him."
"I'm not sure. I hope we can see some of his strength next."
Yao Meng's face was solemn. "Fortunately, he has the Blazing Sun Astral Power, while Jiang Changyue has the Lunar Astral Power."
Nan Tian Pang was a little comforted. "Yes, these two types of astral powers can be suppressed by the Nan Family and the Feng Family. Even if they can't win, they won't lose."
"Yes, Jiang Changkong will have no problem getting the quota, but once he enters Sin Realm, he won't be able to take all the Astral Stones."
Yao Meng heaved a sigh of relief. She knew Jiang Changkong too well.
He valued the Astral Stones too much. Once he entered, he would definitely find a way to suppress the criminals in Sin Realm and plunder the Astral Stones.
If he took all the Astral Stones, what was the point of them entering?
Now, they could only hope that the Nan Family's prodigy could restrain Jiang Changkong.
However, they could never have imagined that Jiang Changkong had cultivated the Nine Skies Nine Clouds Art.
Jiang Changkong left the battlefield and returned to Nan Yan Yang's side. He glanced at Nan Tian Pang, walked over, and sat down beside them.
"Congratulations," the two said.
"What's there to congratulate? It's a sure win."
Jiang Changkong sighed softly. "But they're too slow. When will the next round start?"
The two: "…"
You're right, they're holding you back.
The spectating martial artists couldn't bear to listen anymore and moved further away.
In the past, it would take half a day or even a few days for a winner to be decided. But Jiang Changkong ended it as soon as he got on the stage.
Jiang Changkong sat beside the two. There was a device here that projected the matches of the three regions. Some were for the ordinary provinces, while others were for the outer islands and the major provinces.
"So slow. Is there any way to finish the matches faster? For example, fighting a hundred at once? "Jiang Changkong asked.
"You can fight a hundred?" Nan Tian Pang's face darkened. Even his brother couldn't fight a hundred.
"I can try. It'll be faster this way." Jiang Changkong held his chin. The last thing he was afraid of was group battles.
As long as they were not of the same origin and the astral powers could not be fused, he could fight a few hundred more. It would only take time.
The two: "…"
Would it kill you to stop being so pretentious?
I realized that you're the most pretentious and pretentious among us!
"I can't help it. That's the rule." Yao Meng was speechless.
Jiang Changkong also knew that it was the rule. Even if he defeated all ten of them, these people would still have to compete.
He was about to say something when Jiang Changkong's body stiffened. Someone was spying on him, spying on him maliciously.
If it was just a casual glance, his five senses wouldn't give him much feedback. Besides, he could feel maliciousness.
He turned around and saw that everyone was watching the matches. No one was paying attention to him.
Thinking of this, he whispered in Yao Meng's ear, "Someone is spying on me. Get someone to investigate. Don't let anyone know."
Yao Meng nodded discreetly. She twirled her ring with her left hand and a faint starlight flashed.
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