Rulan Gathering is approaching, Tianque City is more lively than before, the streets are decorated with lights and colorful decorations, and various stalls are dazzling. Some sell fairy fruits Immortal Wine, and some sell Celestial Artifact At Celestial Pill, there are those selling cubs of mythical beasts, and there are also those selling all kinds of strange and weird things. The sounds of hawking, bargaining, and laughter are all mixed together, and it is full of a festive atmosphere.
Nine Clouds held Jiang Ping'an's arm, looking around with her beautiful eyes, everything she saw felt new. Although she was Human Emperor's Daughter, a native of the Primal Beginning Realm, she grew up in Human Emperor Cave and rarely had the opportunity to go out to play. The prosperity and exotic customs of Tianque City made her dizzy.
Black Emperor walked east and west, sniffing and sniffing, stopping from time to time to bargain with vendors on the roadside. It fell in love with a piece of meteorite the size of a fist, and cut it from five thousand Source Crystal to three thousand, and took it away proudly.
"Lord Dog My mouth is naturally good at bargaining!" Black Emperor said sullenly.
Jiang Ping'an laughed and ignored it, letting it wander around on its own.
The three of them were walking and playing, and unknowingly came to a teahouse. The teahouse was called "Tingtao Pavilion". It was three stories high and antique. There was a sign hanging at the door that read "Tianque's No. 1 Tea". There was a faint sound of silk and bamboo upstairs, as well as bursts of chatter and laughter.
"Go up and sit down?" Nine Clouds suggested.
Jiang Ping'an nodded, and the three of them went up to the third floor and found a seat by the window. They ordered a pot of Spirit Tea, a few plates of snacks, and drank tea while admiring the street view.
There were a lot of people in the teahouse, gathered together in twos and threes, and most of them were talking about Rulan Gathering.
"Have you heard? This time Rulan Gathering, Dragon Race sent Ao Fen, the descendant of Imperial Blood, which is equivalent to Emperor Blood God Devil. It is said that nine True Dragon bloodlines have been refined, and the combat power is terrifying!"
"What is Ao Fen? Emperor Blood God Devil Lietian, that is the real Emperor Blood God Devil, physically strong enough to tear Top-Grade Celestial Artifact into pieces with bare hands."
"Don't forget Feng Qing'er of Phoenix Race, which is the descendant of Primordial Yuan Phoenix. Dao Domain Realm is perfect, but there is an inheritance Dao Artifact 'Seven-Colored Phoenix Feather'. The leapfrog challenge is just like a joke."
"There are also Lan Race's own geniuses Lanling Wang and Dao Domain Realm, but he is of Lan Race royal blood and has many treasures. And Rulan Gathering is hosted by Lan Race, so maybe there will be some home field advantage..."
Jiang Ping'an held the tea cup and listened calmly. Black Emperor raised his ears, the dog's face was full of seriousness, Nine Clouds also tilted his head slightly, writing down the information one by one.
Nine Clouds said softly, "There are so many masters, are Jiang Lang sure?"
Jiang Ping'an smiled slightly, "The more masters there are, the more interesting it will be."
Black Emperor chuckled, "Jiang the Sacred Body When did you ever fight a battle you were not sure about?"
Half a day later, Jiang Ping'an stood up to pay the bill, and the three of them left the teahouse.
"Let's go shopping elsewhere." Jiang Ping'an said.
They went to the most prosperous "Wanbao Street" in Tianque City, which is a gathering place for various high-end commercial buildings. People were coming and going on the street, and many monks with strong auras passed by, including Dragon Race, Phoenix Race, God and Devil Race, Asura Race... all of them had extraordinary momentum.
Jiang Ping'an noticed that there were several figures with particularly strong auras, surrounded by many followers, who were obviously of extraordinary status. One of them was a young man with golden scales all over his body, dragon horns on his head, and eyes like lightning. Wherever he passed, everyone gave way.
"That's Ao Fen, right?" Nine Clouds whispered.
Jiang Ping'an nodded. The aura of the Dragon Race young man was indeed unfathomable.
Not far away, a Asura Race man wearing a bloody armor and a stern face strode past, exuding strong murderous intent, and the surrounding space was slightly distorted.
"Xue Tu." Jiang Ping'an thought silently in his heart.
After shopping around for several days, I gained a lot. Jiang Ping'an not only found out the details of several popular masters, but also bought some information about Rulan Gathering, including the situation of previous competitions, the distribution of the contestants' cultivation levels, detailed explanations of competition rules, etc.
Back at the inn, Jiang Ping'an read the information carefully and made some calculations in his mind.
"Dragon Race Ao Fen, Gods and Devils Lietian, Phoenix Race Feng Qing'er, Lan Race Lanling Wang, Asura Race Xue Tu, and the mysterious 'Nameless'... are all powerful enemies." Jiang Ping'an closed the document and looked calmly, "But the strongest one may not be the most famous one."
Black Emperor lay on the bed and said lazily, "Whoever he is, just beat him and that's it."
He has absolute confidence in Jiang Ping'an.
Nine Clouds is not worried about Jiang Ping'an either, because she saw with her own eyes that Jiang Ping'an could defeat a Emperor Blood White Tiger with one punch just after being promoted to the Dao Domain Realm. Now that Jiang Ping'an is already in the late Dao Domain Realm stage, her strength is beyond her ability to estimate.
Time is running out, Rulan Gathering will be held as scheduled.
On the opening day of Rulan Gathering, all seats at Tianque Arena were packed.
Looking down from the highest point of the stand, there are densely packed creatures of various races - Dragon Race, Phoenix Race, Winged Race, Asura Race, God and Devil Race, Spirit Race, Dwarf Race... there are even a few huge Primordial Remnant Beast. They are entrenched at the bottom of the stand, occupying an entire row of seats.
Millions of spectators gathered here, and the noise rose and fell like a sea wave, causing the clouds above the arena to tremble slightly.
As the organizer, Lan Race has made a lot of money from the ticket revenue alone. A ticket for a regular seat costs 500 Source Crystal, VIP seats cost tens of thousands, and the royal box on the top floor is said to cost a million Source Crystal.
Even so, all seats were sold out three days ago, and a regular ticket was sold for 3,000 Source Crystal on the black market, making it still hard to get a ticket.
"Lan Race is doing a smart business." Black Emperor squatted in the corner of the contestants' rest area, looking through the spar wall at the crowded stands outside, and marveled, "I'm afraid I collected more than a billion Source Crystal from the tickets alone, plus peripheral stalls, advertisements, broadcasts... Rulan Gathering, I can only make a profit."
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Nine Clouds sat next to Jiang Ping'an and said softly, "Rulan Gathering is once in a thousand years, and it can bring huge income to Lan Race every time. This is one of the reasons why Tianque City has been prosperous for millions of years."
Jiang Ping'an nodded slightly, his eyes falling on the giant jade in the center of the arena.
The list of contestants and the promotion chart are displayed on the jade wall - there are more than 1,200 contestants, from hundreds of races, and those with the lowest cultivation level are Dao Domain Realm, which is equivalent to King Blood God Devil. Dao Domain Realm or below, they dare not sign up at all.
"Jiang Lang, your first opponent has come out." Nine Clouds pointed at the jade.
Jiang Ping'an looked up - in the first round, No. 379 (Jiang Ping'an) faced No. 852 (Winged Race·Feng Jinyu).
Then, Nine Clouds thought, "Feng Jinyu... I seem to have heard this name a few days ago."
She thought for a while and suddenly said, "By the way, Tianque City Winged Race Among the younger generation, Feng Jinyu ranks in the top ten. Dao Domain Realm is perfect. He is good at wind laws and speed. It is said that his 'Nine Slashes of the Wind God' once killed a King-Blood Divine Beast."
"Dao Domain Realm is perfect?" Black Emperor snorted disdainfully, "Have Lord Dog seen Jiang the Sacred Body kill enough King-Blood Divine Beast?"
Jiang Ping'an did not answer the call and closed his eyes to rest.
Half an hour later, the first round of competition officially started.
The competitive area in the center of the arena was divided into eight areas by formations, and eight games were played at the same time. Jiang Ping'an was assigned to area C and played in the third game.
The first two games were quite intense. The first game was between Dragon Race and Asura Race. Both sides were at the peak of the Dao Domain Realm. Dragon Race used his physical body to charge violently, while Asura Race used weird body skills and fierce sword skills to deal with it. It took a full stick of incense to determine the winner.
The second game was God and Devil Race versus Spirit Race. God and Devil Race crushed Spirit Race with brute force, while Spirit Race consumed it remotely with spells. In the end, God and Devil Race used his innate magical power "Destruction Demon Light" to knock Spirit Race out of the field.
After two games, it was Jiang Ping'an's turn to play.
"No. 379, versus No. 852, enter!"
Jiang Ping'an stood up, moved his wrists, and walked calmly into the District C arena.
In the stands, some of the eyes of millions of spectators fell on him. But when they saw clearly that the person who appeared was "Human Race", there was a boo of disappointment.
"Human Race? Human Race is also coming to join Rulan Gathering?"
"Human Race is so weak. It's a miracle that he's alive. How dare you embarrass yourself?"
"I bet he can't survive three moves. No, one move!"
"Haha, I don't think he can catch a single move. Winged Race Feng Jinyu But Dao Domain Realm is perfect. Killing him is like killing a chicken."
The buzz in the stands was undisguised and reached Jiang Ping'an's ears. With a normal expression on his face, he walked to the center of the field and stood with his hands behind his back.
His opponent Feng Jinyu came from the opposite side, with golden wings on his back, a slender figure and a stern face. He was holding a silver spear with a wind blade flowing on the tip of the spear, and he had a fierce momentum. Feng Jinyu glanced at Jiang Ping'an, with a trace of contempt flashing in his eyes.
"Human Race, it's a fluke that you got here." Feng Jinyu said calmly, "Admit defeat, I don't want to embarrass you in front of so many people."
Jiang Ping'an smiled slightly and did not answer.
Referee Lan Race Elder raised his hand and signaled. "The game begins!"
Before he finished speaking, Feng Jinyu flapped his wings, and his body turned into a golden light, with a spear like a dragon, piercing Jiang Ping'an's throat. This spear was as fast as lightning, and the tip of the spear condensed the extreme sharpness of the law of wind. Wherever it passed, a black crack was torn in the space.
In the stands, many spectators had already expressed "Sure enough" expressions in advance - Human Race, how could it be possible to block the full blow of Winged Race Tianjiao?
However, the next scene made everyone's expressions freeze on their faces.
Jiang Ping'an didn't dodge, didn't use his magic weapon, or even took half a step back.
He just raised his right hand, stretched out two fingers, and gently clamped the tip of the gun.
Feng Jinyu thrust out a spear with all his strength, and was pinned in mid-air by two hands, motionless.
"What?!" Feng Jinyu's pupils shrank suddenly, and he tried his best to push Immortal Power, but the spear seemed to be embedded in the iron wall and could no longer move forward.
Jiang Ping'an clamped the tip of the gun with two fingers and exerted slight force, and a wave of Primal Chaos Immortal Power spread along the gun body to Feng Jinyu's hand. Feng Jinyu felt the tiger's mouth tremble, and the gun came out of his hand, and was thrown aside by Jiang Ping'an.
Immediately afterwards, Primal Chaos Dao Domain of Jiang Ping'an unfolded instantly, and the nine-color light enveloped Feng Jinyu. Feng Jinyu felt like his whole body sank, Immortal Power was stagnant, and his wings seemed to be filled with lead, making it difficult to even stand.
"Admit defeat." Jiang Ping'an said calmly.
Feng Jinyu turned pale, gritted his teeth, and finally lowered his head. "I give up."
The whole place was dead silent.
Millions of spectators were silent, all eyes fixed on the young man Human Race standing in the middle of the field with his hands behind his back.
A moment later, the stands erupted in shocking exclamations.
"He... he won? One move?"
"Catching Feng Jinyu's full shot with two fingers? This is impossible!"
"What is the origin of this Human Race? His realm... nine-color light, I have never seen this kind of realm!"
"Feng Jinyu, but Dao Domain Realm is perfect, but he can't even sustain a single move?"
Jiang Ping'an turned around and left the field with a calm expression, as if he had just done an insignificant thing.
Nine Clouds came up to him in the rest area and smiled sweetly, "Jiang Lang, you shocked everyone."
Black Emperor chuckled and said, "The ones who are shocked are still behind."
Sure enough, in the following games, Jiang Ping'an won every game with one move.
In the second round, we faced off against a King-Blood Sky Wolf. The Sky Wolf was extremely fierce. As soon as he came up, he used his innate magical power "Howling Moon Sky Wolf Roar". The sound waves shook the defensive formations on the field and trembled slightly. Jiang Ping'an just punched out, and the wind of the punch dispersed the sound waves. The remaining momentum was not reduced, and Sky Wolf was knocked out of the field.
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In the third round, I faced a Asura Race swordsman. The swordsman's swordsmanship was weird and unpredictable. With one slash, it seemed as if millions of sword lights fell down at the same time. Jiang Ping'an stretched out his hand to grab it, and the power of space in Primal Chaos Dao Domain condensed the millions of sword lights into one. He caught it between his two fingers and folded it gently. The sword light shattered. Asura Race The swordsman gave up.
Fourth round, fifth round, sixth round...
In every game, Jiang Ping'an wins with one move. No matter whether the opponent is late Dao Domain Realm or perfect, King-Blood Divine Beast or Imperial Blood descendant, they can't stand a single move in front of him. His Nine-Colored Dao Domain and unfathomable strength make all opponents despair.
In just a few days, Jiang Ping'an changed from the "Human Race weakling" to Rulan Gathering's number one favorite. No one in the stands dared to despise Human Race anymore. Whenever Jiang Ping'an came on the stage, the audience would burst into deafening cheers.
"Human Race Jiang Ping'an! Human Race Jiang Ping'an!"
Those viewers who once laughed at Human Race for being weak are more excited than anyone else at this moment.
Quarterfinals battle.
The opponent of Jiang Ping'an is Asura Race Xue Tu.
Xue Tu, the early stage of the Dao Seed Realm, the number one master of the younger generation of Asura Race. He was tall, dark red, and exuded strong murderous intent, like a god of death who walked out of the sea of blood. His record was equally terrifying - along the way, all his opponents were either dead or maimed, and he never left any survivors alive.
Before the game, all parties were speculating: Can Jiang Ping'an continue the myth of winning with one move? Or will it be ended by Xue Tu?
"Xue Tu is not comparable to Feng Jinyu. He is Dao Seed Realm. Golden Immortal has condensed Asura Dao Seed, which is invincible. No matter how strong Jiang Ping'an is, it is just True Immortal. It is a big difference, so it is impossible for it to be the same move."
"I think Jiang Ping'an is hanging this time. Xue Tu's 'Asura Blood Domain' is said to be able to suppress even the peak Emperor Blood Divine Beast. Jiang Ping'an's Nine-Colored Dao Domain may not be an opponent."
"But if Jiang Ping'an wins... then he will really create a myth."
There was a lot of discussion in the stands.
In the center of the arena, Jiang Ping'an and Xue Tu stand opposite each other.
Xue Tu stared at Jiang Ping'an with a pair of blood-red eyes, grinned, and showed his white fangs. "Human Race, you are very strong. But you can't stop my Asura Blood Domain."
Before he finished speaking, Xue Tu's whole body erupted into a bloody light, and a sickening bloody aura filled the air. His Dao Domain - Asura Blood Domain, was instantly enveloped The entire arena was covered. In the blood field, countless bloody sword lights, sword shadows, and gun lights emerged, each containing Asura Race's killing law, enough to crush True Immortal into pieces.
"Asura Blood Domain--Kill!"
Xue Tu shouted loudly, and all the killing weapons in the blood domain were slashed at Jiang Ping'an at the same time, overwhelming the sky and the earth, making it impossible to avoid.
In the stands, countless spectators held their breath.
Jiang Ping'an still looks calm.
Primal Chaos Dao Domain, on.
The nine-color light spurted out from his body and collided head-on with the bloody Asura domain. There was no stalemate, no tug-of-war - wherever the nine-color light passed, the blood melted quickly like ice and snow encountering fire. Xue Tu's Asura Blood Domain was like paper in front of Primal Chaos Dao Domain.
"What?!" Xue Tu's eyes widened.
Jiang Ping'an took a step forward and appeared in front of Xue Tu. He raised his right hand and clapped it with one palm.
This palm condensed all the power of Primal Chaos Immortal Power. The power of Nine Extreme Realms intertwined into chaos in the palm, like an invisible mountain, pressing towards Xue Tu.
Xue Tu roared angrily, used all his strength to throw out Asura War Blade, and slashed at Jiang Ping'an's palm.
The swords and palms meet, and the metal and iron ring.
Asura War Blade - a piece of Top-Grade Celestial Artifact - was shattered inch by inch under the force of Jiang Ping'an's palm, and the fragments scattered everywhere. The palm force did not decrease, and fell on Xue Tu's chest.
Xue Tu Asura Body, which was strong enough to withstand Golden Immortal's full blow, was like porcelain hit by a heavy hammer, with dense cracks and blood spurting out. His body flew backwards, hit Defense Formation heavily on the edge of the arena, and then slowly slid down, unable to stand up again.
The whole place fell silent again.
Millions of viewers, not a single person made a sound.
One move.
Dao Domain Realm's Human Race defeated Dao Seed Realm's Asura Race in one move.
This is no longer a miracle, this is a myth.
A moment later, cheers like a roaring tsunami erupted from the stands.
"Human Race Jiang Ping'an! Human Race Jiang Ping'an! Human Race Jiang Ping'an!"
Countless people stood up, waved their arms, and shouted the name hoarsely. Those spectators who once laughed at Human Race for being weak were now more enthusiastic than anyone else.
In the rest area, Nine Clouds and Black Emperor both showed genuine smiles.
In the center of the arena, Jiang Ping'an stood with his hands behind his back, his face as calm as water.
He raised his head and glanced at the crazy spectators in the stands, feeling unfazed.
Only the top eight. His goal is to win the championship.
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