Jiang Chen made such a big fuss today, and he was actually just standing up for his friends.
It can be said that it is rare for a human race to compete with the spirit race like this.
"He is not an ordinary human being. Don't look down upon him because he does not have a powerful force to rely on. No matter whether he is the Heavenly Alchemist or the disciple of Emperor Wu, they should not look down upon him."
"Yes, otherwise, the Blood Shadow Dynasty would have killed him countless times. Being able to stand here and argue is not about who is right or wrong, but because of his identity."
Some people sighed, reminding others that not everyone can be like Jiang Chen.
Jiang Chen's ability to borrow the Emperor's power would make the Blood Shadow Emperor's uncle fearful and give him a chance to compete with Wu Ziming.
"I've had enough of your pretentiousness!"
Wu Ziming was furious and said: "I want you to know that you are just an insignificant human race!"
"When I lose to the insignificant human race, I don't know what my expression will be like." Jiang Chen said.
"That's not possible!"
Wu Ziming shook his head, looked at the Blood Shadow Dynasty, and said: "The competition is too troublesome, so let me fight him to the death, outside the ancient city."
The words "life and death battle" elicited a cry of exclamation.
Feng Yu Shuang Ling was very worried and wanted to persuade Jiang Chen not to agree casually.
Fortunately, the people from the Blood Shadow Dynasty did not agree.
The emperor's uncle said in a deep voice: "Let's compete first and then talk about it. As for your life and death battle, you can go and play by yourself."
What the Blood Shadow Dynasty wants is authority, making people feel that they have the final say in the ancient city.
It was because of this that the imperial princess wanted to break Jiang Chen's hand.
"Since you want me to kneel down, what if you lose?" Wu Ziming had no choice but to look at Jiang Chen.
"Say it."
"Kneel down in front of the gate of my house until the qualification battle begins."
Wu Ziming also made scary demands.
If either party loses, they will have to kneel down. For young people, this is a huge insult.
"good."
Before Feng Yu Shuang Ling could persuade him, Jiang Chen agreed.
"Ha ha ha ha."
What no one expected was that Wu Ziming laughed heartily when he saw his promise.
People were startled at first, and then they understood what was going on.
Wu Ziming acted deliberately, showing that he didn't want to compete and wanted to take action directly.
What he was afraid of was that Jiang Chen would not agree to the bet he proposed.
In Wu Ziming's opinion, he must win this competition.
Because he is from the Wind Spirit Clan!
The artistic conception of wind has reached the fifth level, and he also masters the spiritual art of speed.
There is no chance of losing.
"There are many people in the ancient city now. Don't do it at the same time. Judge according to the timing." The person from the Blood Shadow Dynasty said again.
This competition has indeed existed in the ancient city for a long time.
There is even a special hourglass at the East Gate.
When Jiang Chen and Wu Ziming arrived here, news about the competition had spread throughout the city.
"The four city gates are in the order of east, west, north and south. No matter which route you take, take off the seals hanging on each city gate and come back here."
Uncle Blood Shadow announced the rules.
Other soldiers have gone to other city gates to arrange.
There is a line on the ground under the city gate, which is the starting point.
"Which one of you comes first?" Princess Blood Shadow asked.
"I."
Without thinking, Wu Ziming stepped forward, wanting to be the first to come.
He looked at Jiang Chen and mocked: "It's wonderful to think about how desperate you are when you still try even though you know there is no hope."
He wanted to leave behind a disheartening result and destroy Jiang Chen's confidence.
"Start when you're ready."
Uncle Blood Shadow Emperor said.
Wu Ziming was full of confidence, standing on the edge of the horizontal line, relaxed and carefree, with no sign of deliberately accumulating strength.
But the moment the hourglass was turned upside down, a strong divine wind burst out from behind him and pushed him into the air.
Like a meteor passing by and landing on a roof somewhere, your toes lightly touch the eaves.
"Kamikaze Shadowless!"
The speed was several times faster, making it impossible for people to see clearly.
Many people only feel a gust of wind blowing above their heads. When they look up, there is nothing left.
"We've arrived at the South City Gate."
At the starting point, people were all shocked.
In less than three seconds, Wu Ziming crossed ten kilometers, as fast as a meteor, no exaggeration.
"The Kamikaze leaves no trace!"
Not to mention, Wu Ziming, who wanted to put pressure on Jiang Chen, once again showed his amazing spiritual skills.
People only saw wind whirlpools rising into the sky, and Wu Ziming turned into a point of light, passing through the west gate and the north gate respectively in three seconds.
Finally, the people at the east gate noticed and left one after another.
The wind was howling and powerful, and those who were close felt like they were about to be blown up into the sky.
Wu Ziming's body reappeared at the starting line.
"Six seconds!"
"Yes, it's six seconds!"
The disciples of the Wind Spirit Tribe looked at the hourglass and shouted out their results excitedly.
The hourglass is accurate to the second, otherwise it would not be used to time the outcome.
"It's amazing. The four city gates, along the four straight lines of southeast, northwest and northwest, are at least over a hundred kilometers long!"
"Six seconds, just three seconds passed!"
"It's scary. The Wind Spirit Clan is really scary."
People let out bursts of exclamations, even though they knew that such speed could not be used to rush.
But in battle, with a little effort, the enemy can be confused.
"It's over."
The faces of both Feng Yu and Shuang Ling were not good-looking. A simple six seconds brought endless pressure.
Jiang Chen is good at swordsmanship and may not be slow, but compared to Wu Ziming, he is still far behind.
"Now, it's your turn." Wu Ziming smiled toothily, his eyebrows filled with pride.
"If I had known, it would have been better for me to have my hand broken, and I would have been able to pick it up anyway. It's better now. I won't be able to kneel down for a long time, and the accumulated reputation will be destroyed in one day." The princess of the Blood Shadow Dynasty also said.
She still doesn't realize there is anything wrong with her behavior, she only thinks Jiang Chen is hateful.
Now that I see Jiang Chen in a dilemma, I can't express my pride.
"Say it like you've already won."
Jiang Chen said as he walked behind the starting line.
"Are you ready?" Uncle Blood Shadow Emperor said.
"Wait a minute."
Wu Ziming interrupted: "Let you decide when to start. I don't want to hear any of his reasons! How about you get familiar with the ancient city first? In case you say you are not familiar with the road conditions."
The sarcasm in his words revealed his character, which was arrogant and arrogant.
Jiang Chen ignored it, looked in the direction of the south gate, and said, "Let's get started."
Uncle Blood Shadow nodded, and the hourglass was turned upside down again.
But the strange thing is that under people's gaze, Jiang Chen didn't even move.
One second, two seconds...
This competition, which is measured in seconds, cannot be neglected from the beginning.
"Wait, what is that!"
People soon discovered something strange, the sunlight penetrated Jiang Chen's figure!
At the same time, Jiang Chen was 'disappearing' little by little.
"Afterimage! It's afterimage!"
It turned out to be just an afterimage left behind.