Myriad Realms Summoning System

Xiao Chen looked at Long Bufan in the center of the martial arts arena and curled his lips. "Is this your father? His strength isn't that great! He's only a three-star martial king."

Now that Xiao Chen has broken through to the Martial Lord level, the cultivation level of a Martial King can naturally be seen.

Long Xue rolled her eyes at him and said, "Except for Patriarch Long Che, the emperors of all previous Iron Blood Dynasties weren't determined by their cultivation level. And the emperor didn't need to fight. So, does your strength mean you're the strongest in the Great Zhou?"

Xiao Chen immediately shut up. Although his current strength was not bad, he was not even in the top 30 in the Great Zhou Empire, and he had basically never fought in person.

At this time, Long Bufan, who was sitting on the dragon throne, stood up. The people in the audience also stood up and saluted Long Bufan, saying, "Greetings, Your Majesty."

The people in the audience were all civilians or ordinary warriors. They were quite respectful to Long Bufan, but those in the VIP room were not so respectful.

Long Bufan raised his hand, asking everyone in the audience to sit down, and then he said loudly, "Everyone, please take a seat. Today, the Dynasty Martial Arts Competition begins. I hope that all parties will practice peace and stop at the right time to avoid causing too much damage. Now, I declare the Dynasty Martial Arts Competition to begin."

Long Bufan was not a man who liked to talk nonsense. He said a few words lightly and then announced the start of the martial arts competition.

What do you mean by "stop at that point"? He was just saying it. He knew very well that life and death on the martial arts stage were left to fate.

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The Dynasty Martial Arts Competition requires registration one day in advance. Then, on the night of registration, the royal jury will divide the participants into groups to determine the order of appearance in the battle the next day.

All contestants will be divided into several groups for the first round of competition. The first round will last for three days, and half of them will be eliminated in the first round.

In order to ensure that stronger warriors can advance and prevent weaker warriors from filling in the numbers, the first round of eliminations is often divided into groups based on the judges' assessment of the contestants' strength.

Only when there are only a thousand people left will random matching be used to determine their opponents.

After Long Bufan left the martial arts arena under the protection of several masters, a referee stepped onto each of the twelve martial arts arenas, and the battle was about to begin.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

The first batch of 24 contestants, according to the previously announced competition venues, stepped onto their respective martial arts stages to face their opponents.

The first ones to come on stage were all small minions. There wasn't even a five-star Martial Lord or above. Almost all of them were small characters who had just entered the Martial Lord realm. They participated in the Dynasty Martial Competition not to get good results, but to show off.

"Qingmeng, I heard that your Lingyun Company has started a gambling game. Have you set the odds for me?"

In the first batch of twelve battles, the difference in strength between the two sides was very small, and the levels were very low, so there was nothing interesting to watch. Xiao Chen lost interest after taking a few glances.

Shangguan Qingmeng nodded and said, "Yes, there is indeed such a bet. This is a tradition in previous dynasties' martial arts competitions. I naturally won't miss this business opportunity. As for your winning odds..."

Shangguan Qingmeng paused for a moment before smiling slightly and saying, "One to three hundred!"

Phew!

Yan Lingji laughed out loud. The odds of 1 to 300 were indeed low enough, and it was obvious that they were betting on him badly.

The other people in the VIP room couldn't help laughing as well. It was rare to see Xiao Chen make a fool of himself.

Xiao Chen said depressedly, "I am so unworthy of your trust that you set such a small payout for me."

Shangguan Qingmeng suppressed a smile and said, "We didn't order this either. We ordered it completely according to the list of people given in advance by the Tianji Pavilion. Otherwise, those gamblers would say we are not authoritative and would not place bets."

Xiao Chen also knew that he ranked 300th on the latest list given by Tianji Pavilion.

In fact, how could Ji Huan's intention to cheat Lingyun Trading Company be hidden from Shangguan Qingmeng's discerning eyes?

However, as a famous business queen, even if Ji Huan did not die, she would be able to think of a way to deal with it.

Just like Cai Siyuan, most people thought he could get the second place in this Dynasty Martial Arts Competition, but Tianji Pavilion ranked him sixth on the human list, so Lingyun Trading Company gave him the odds of winning the championship at only 1 to 6, and the chance of being the runner-up was 1 to 5.

After Lingyun Trading Company opened the gambling game, Shangguan Qingmeng discovered that many people bet on Cai Siyuan to be second.

In this regard, Shangguan Qingmeng could only silently give these people two words in his heart: idiots.

Don’t they know that with Lingyun Trading Company’s financial resources, they are definitely capable of bribing the jury?

Once Cai Siyuan shows a tendency to win the runner-up, they will pay a sum of money to let Cai Siyuan face strong opponents in the final top 100 battles, or even encounter Long Xue in advance.

The banker always wins.

"Hey, Long Xue, your odds of winning runner-up are about one to one, right? How about you bet on yourself to be the runner-up, and I bet on myself to be the champion, and then you can let the championship fight go, and we can both make a profit?"

Xiao Chen winked at Long Xue with a playful smile, leaving Shangguan Qingmeng speechless. "How could you betray your own people like this?" Fortunately, Long Xue ignored him.

"Xiao Chen, be careful. There are at least three powerful martial arts masters staring at our box."

Tian Yan was not as relaxed as Xiao Chen. From the moment they entered the box, she noticed the faint aura surrounding the box.

It has to be said that Xiao Chen really attracts hatred. Even he himself doesn't know how many enemies he has now.

Not only Tian Yan, but Shen Lang and the others also did not dare to relax at all. Tian Yan's statement that there were three auras was already a conservative estimate. These were the only ones that could be confirmed.

Xiao Chen restrained his laughter and said, "I didn't expect that I would be so popular now. There are so many people targeting me, but this is also an opportunity."

As he spoke, a cold light flashed across Xiao Chen's eyes.

This time he brought almost all of Wu Zun's subordinates, and he still had two designated summoning opportunities. Since these enemies were concentrated in Canglong City, it was a good opportunity to wipe out these enemies in one fell swoop, especially Qian Zhenquan and the mysterious Tianshe Sect.

At this time, the twelve groups fighting outside also ended, followed by the second and third groups...

Half a day later, it was Xiao Chen and Long Xue's turn. They both appeared in the same group.

Xiao Chen straightened his clothes and said with a smile, "Okay, it's time for me to go on stage!"

Yan Lingji whispered, "Go ahead, but don't bring shame to our Great Zhou Empire!"

Xiao Chen glanced at him, then turned to Long Xue and said, "Let's go, it's our turn to perform."

Long Xue nodded, and then the two of them walked out of the VIP room side by side. The moment they stepped out of the VIP room, the voice of the system rang in Xiao Chen's mind.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for triggering the side quest: Winning the Dynasty Martial Arts Contest."

"Mission Reward: Three random summoning opportunities, one designated mission summoning opportunity."

Xiao Chen's first battle of the Dynasty Martial Arts Competition has begun!