Chapter 4288 Surprised!

"Don't be afraid, Niyue and I are allies!"

Chen Xiaobei smiled lightly, he had already seen through Yun Niyue's secret.

As long as you show your identity as a Pan Gu reincarnation, or pretend to be the descendant of Ling Kong Zun, you can gain Yun Niyue's 100% trust.

Become a hardcore ally directly!

"You... who the hell are you? Why do I feel that I can't see through you more and more..."

Ye Zhilan's face was full of shock, feeling that Chen Xiaobei was like a bottomless black hole, forever unpredictable, full of extreme mystery.

No wonder Chen Xiaobei was able to rescue someone from Niyue Palace.

Simply unfathomable.

"Everyone! Before grouping, I want to add a rule!"

Xuan Yong said loudly: "This competition is aimed at testing strength and talent, so all external forces must not be used! Magic weapons! Magic symbols! Spirit beasts! Magic circles! Puppets, etc...all are forbidden!"

As soon as this statement came out, there was a little commotion in the arena, but most of the people had no objection.

Obviously, this rule is still very reasonable, and most people can accept it.

Otherwise, it would be meaningless for the son of an aristocratic family to be a rubbish and rely on magic weapons to crush his opponents.

"Those who want to retire, there is still time to leave now!" Xuan Yongyu said.

As soon as this remark came out, hundreds of people left the arena.

Obviously, these are the second-generation ancestors who have great power behind them but have little ability.

Retiring now, I can still save some face, otherwise the mother who was beaten up on stage doesn't know her, it would be too embarrassing.

"Okay, after recounting, there are still 866 contestants left. Now, the grouping begins!"

Following Xuan Yongyu's voice, beams of light of different colors began to appear above the arena.

Like a spotlight, shuttle among the crowd.

"Shua! Shua! Shua! Shua..."

Soon, someone was enveloped by the light beam, and then directly teleported into a small arena.

And the two people in the same small arena are the two combatants in the first round of competition.

After entering the arena, the energy barrier will cover the entire arena, and the two sides can start fighting directly.

There are a total of 330 small arenas on the scene, which can accommodate 660 people to fight at the same time.

"Shua!"

Chen Xiaobei was enveloped by a beam of light, and was directly teleported to a small arena at the far end.

At this moment, his opponent has long been waiting on the ring.

"Wow..."

As the energy barrier came down, Chen Xiaobei found that his space ring and storage space were directly sealed, completely losing the opportunity to use external force.

At the same time, Chen Xiaobei's opponent had already shown a ferocious expression.

Just now Chen Xiaobei saw in the crowd that this person was from the Xuanyong Clan, but he was just an ordinary member of the Nine-Star True Sage Realm.

"Chen! Where did you get my cousin Feiyan?"

That young man from the Xuanyong clan approached eagerly.

"I'm warning you, hurry up and tell me the whereabouts of cousin Fei Yan! Otherwise, I will gag your mouth, so that you won't even have a chance to admit defeat! You will definitely be forced to live or die!"

Obviously, when Chen Xiaobei caused trouble in Xuanyong City, many people saw it.

At that time, Chen Xiaobei was just a low-level true saint.

Only three months have passed, and Chen Xiaobei's strength will never improve much.

Because of this, this young man from the Xuanyong family thought he was sure of Chen Xiaobei, and he threatened directly, so he didn't believe that Chen Xiaobei was not afraid.

"Corpse holy old ghost! Will Mr. Chen really admit defeat?"

Ye Hongtian said with some concern: "His opponent is the nine-star true sage of the Xuanyong family! If you don't admit defeat, you will die!"

"Nonsense! Of course he will admit defeat!"

The Corpse Saint Emperor said in a bad mood: "It's not crazy, how could it be possible to die by yourself? He will definitely admit defeat, and the old man is still waiting for him to be the successor!"

"Just admit defeat..." Ye Hongtian heaved a sigh of relief.

"Snapped!"

However, in the next moment, Ye Hongtian and the corpse saint were dumbfounded at the same time.

There was only an explosion, and Chen Xiaobei flashed past at a speed that was hard to distinguish with the naked eye, and slapped the young Xuanyong's face.

"boom!!!"

With a muffled sound, even the watermelon was smashed by the heavy hammer.

The head of that young Xuanyong's bones exploded, his brains splattered, his eyes flew several meters away, and stuck to the energy barrier.

"Chhhhh..."

The blood flowed horizontally, which was horrible.

"I won't keep your mouth shut. If you want to admit defeat, you have to do it early. You still have three seconds..."

Chen Xiaobei had an indifferent expression on his face.

"Admit defeat! I admit defeat!!!"

The Yuanshen of the young Xuanyong family flew out, howling hysterically.

Immediately afterwards, a resounding voice resounded throughout the audience: "Ring No. 33, Xuanyong Pingtai concedes defeat, the winner, Corpse Temple, Chen Wuming!"

That's right, Chen Xiaobei changed his name again.

Although many forces at the scene knew Chen Xiaobei's real name, Chen Xiaobei still had to use a pseudonym again.

After all, there are envoys from the Heavenly Sanctuary to come.

In case the word Chen Xiaobei spread to the Heavenly Sanctuary, the Dao of Heaven might come directly to the arena.

Of course, even if Chen Xiaobei called himself Chen Wuming, there was still a risk of attracting Heavenly Dao.

After all, more than one faction knew Chen Xiaobei's real name.

Using pseudonyms can only reduce some risks, but it cannot be said to be 100% safe.

"Shua! Shua!"

The winner was already decided, Chen Xiaobei and the soul of the Xuanyong young man's corpse were directly sent out of the ring.

Soon, two new contestants were teleported in.

"Wow..."

Chen Xiaobei flew back to the stands and couldn't help laughing.

Because, at this moment, the expressions on the faces of Ye Hongtian and the Corpse Saint Emperor are indescribable.

"Chen... Mr. Chen... you actually beat the Nine-Star True Sage in one move!? This old man couldn't be dazzled..."

Ye Hongtian was dumbfounded and stuttered.

"Student, you...you don't think you already have the mid-term strength of a nine-star true sage?"

The corpse emperor's pupils shrank, and he boldly made a guess.

Obviously, Chen Xiaobei three months ago was only a low-level true saint. It is unimaginable how much he has improved in just three months.

Even if he only reached the middle stage of the Nine-Star True Sage, it could already be called a miracle.

"Well, almost."

Chen Xiaobei shrugged, smiled without saying a word.

"Good boy! Your talent is simply incredible! It's really a treasure to be a teacher!" The Corpse Saint Emperor was very happy.

"Don't yell, I didn't admit defeat, so I don't need to ask you to be my teacher!" Chen Xiaobei said with a smile: "On the contrary, if I become the final winner, you have to ask me to be your teacher!"

"This is impossible!"

The Corpse Saint Emperor curled his lips: "It is impossible for you to become the final winner in the middle stage of the nine-star true sage! I am just worried that your talent is so good that you will be selected by the vast holy palace, so what should you do..."

"Don't talk about me! Look at Zhilan!" Chen Xiaobei's eyes were fixed, his face was shocked.