Chapter 685: They Are All First-Class Actors

After Chen Ze exited the space of all things, he immediately chose an avatar in the imperial city of the Dagan Dynasty.

This avatar did not belong to any faction, nor did it participate in the Centennial Competition. It came here purely to join in the fun after hearing the news.

Chen Ze greeted the avatar and controlled his body.

Then, he began to observe the lively scene in the imperial city of the Dagan Dynasty.

Chen Ze moved slowly with the crowd, feeling the warm atmosphere.

The streets were crowded with people, and everyone was talking about the highlights of the Centennial Competition.

Chen Ze came to a teahouse near the competition venue, which was full of people watching the competition. Everyone was drinking tea and exchanging their views on the competition.

He found an empty seat and sat down, quietly listening to the discussions of the people around him.

"This Centennial Competition is really full of masters! I don't know who will win the championship in the end." An old man sighed.

"I think the genius boy of the Li family has great hope, and his strength should not be underestimated." Another person responded.

Chen Ze listened silently, and had a deeper understanding of the situation of the competition.

Although the time of the Centennial Competition was advanced, the rules did not change.

The age of all contestants was still limited to 40 years old, and everyone could participate regardless of their cultivation level.

The way to participate was also very simple. The Tianjiao disciples of various forces drew lots and fought against each other in pairs.

Ten arenas were opened at the same time, and each contestant participated in a game every day, and the winner was determined by one battle.

Half of the contestants were eliminated every day until the final ten contestants were decided.

After the top ten, there was also a promotion match, but there were no ten arenas at that time.

On the main arena, one-on-one, fighting for the final championship.

Chen Ze continued to listen to the discussions of the crowd in the teahouse, and had a clearer understanding of the rules of the Centennial Competition.

He heard someone analyzing the strength characteristics of each contestant and the strategies that might be adopted in the competition.

For example, the genius boy of the Li family showed amazing strength and a calm mentality in the competition.

Every battle of his was clean and neat, winning the cheers of the audience.

The other contestants were not to be outdone, and they all showed off their unique skills.

Chen Ze decided to go around the competition venue to experience the tense atmosphere of the competition venue.

When he arrived outside the competition venue, he saw a sea of ​​people, with flags of various forces flying, and it was very lively.

Some merchants also took the opportunity to set up stalls around to sell various items and souvenirs related to cultivation.

Chen Ze shuttled through the crowd and suddenly heard a quarrel.

He followed the sound and his consciousness dispersed. It turned out that two young cultivators were arguing over the prediction of a competition.

One of the cultivators in a blue robe firmly believed that the genius boy of the Li family would win the championship.

The other cultivator in a gray suit believed that another disciple from a mysterious sect was more powerful.

Chen Ze watched them argue with interest, "The prosperity of the century is really lively. This little thing can cause a quarrel. I guess there are many bets outside the venue."

There is no need for Chen Ze to participate in the bet.

As long as he wants, he will win.

But is he the kind of person who lacks this little spiritual stone?

If you bet too much, others can't afford to pay, and if you bet less, it's meaningless.

Just then, a bell rang in the competition venue, indicating that another game was about to begin.

The crowd suddenly boiled up and rushed to the entrance of the competition venue.

Chen Ze also followed the crowd and prepared to enter the venue to watch the game.

He also wanted to see what kind of amazing strength these young cultivators of the Dagan Dynasty could show.

When Chen Ze entered the competition venue, the competition on the field had already begun, and two young cultivators were having a fierce duel.

The cheers of the audience were deafening, and the players on the field showed their magical powers, shining, and spiritual power fluctuations.

The two young cultivators came and went, and the spells flew, dazzling people.

Chen Ze stood in the crowd and looked at the fierce duel on the field indifferently.

The strength of the two players was evenly matched, both of them were in the late Jindan realm, and every collision of their spells triggered a strong spiritual power fluctuation.

One of the contestants cast a fiery fire spell, and the flame rushed towards the opponent like a dragon.

The other contestant reacted quickly and summoned a water curtain shield to resist the attack of the fire.

Then, he waved his hand back, and several ice cones rushed towards the opponent.

The audience was deeply attracted by this wonderful battle, and cheers came one after another.

Chen Ze couldn't help but secretly admire the strength of these young cultivators. They were indeed the geniuses cultivated by the various forces of the Dagan Dynasty, and they were much stronger than those encountered in the secret realm of the border before.

It seems that the various forces did not fully respond to the call of the royal family, and still had some reservations.

As the battle continued, both contestants gradually showed signs of fatigue, but they still gritted their teeth and persisted, refusing to give up easily.

Finally, in a fierce confrontation, one of them seized the opponent's flaw and cast a powerful spell to defeat the opponent.

The audience burst into warm applause and cheers, cheering for the winner.

The winner's face was full of joy, and the loser's eyes were unwilling.

After the game ended, the next competition started immediately.

At this moment, Chen Ze's eyes were attracted by two figures on the field.

"Haha, as expected, this situation will happen. We finally meet each other."

Nothing else, this competition, by coincidence, happened to be Chen Ze's two clones.

They joined different forces respectively, and showed enough strength in their respective forces, and both obtained the qualification to participate in this century-old competition.

Chen Ze looked at the two clones on the field with interest, and he was looking forward to it.

I don't know how the two clones act.

On the field, the two clones stood opposite each other, revealing firm confidence in their eyes.

The moment they met, they knew each other's identity.

But now they are standing on the stage, it is impossible to surrender.

Then put on a good show.

At least leave an impression of equal strength to all the audience.

It's not shameful to lose like this, just blame yourself for bad luck, and draw an opponent of equal strength.

When they return to their respective forces in the future, they will still be vigorously cultivated.

With the referee's order, the battle broke out instantly.

One of the clones took the lead in attacking. He waved his hands, and a series of sharp wind blades whizzed out and attacked the other clone.

The other clone was not in a hurry. He formed seals with his hands, and a solid earth-yellow shield rose instantly to resist the attack of the wind blade.

The wind blade hit the shield, making bursts of roars and stirring up countless smoke and dust.

The audience was attracted by this sudden battle, and they all widened their eyes, looking forward to the next exciting duel.

The clone who launched the attack saw that the wind blade was blocked, and immediately changed his tactics.

His figure flashed and disappeared in an instant. The next moment, he appeared behind the opponent, condensed a long sword composed of spiritual power in his hand, and stabbed the opponent fiercely.

The other clone seemed to have expected it. He slightly turned his body and narrowly avoided this fatal blow.

At the same time, he slapped his palm with his backhand, and a powerful force surged out, shocking the opponent back several steps.

The two clones came and went, neither of them gave in.

They cast all kinds of powerful spells, and the terrifying spiritual power intertwined, making the entire arena shrouded in a brilliant light.

The audience was fascinated and exclaimed from time to time.

Chen Ze watched the battle quietly in the audience, and was satisfied with the performance of his two clones.

They are indeed first-class actors!