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Chapter 235: Yang Ergou

Upon hearing this, Emperor Kuangwu also shrank his neck. He knew that the Great Sage of Xile was angry and did not dare to say anything more. The Great Sage of Xile was still quite majestic, and he had to restrain his arrogant temperament.

"Senior Brother, don't be angry. You have no choice but to do so. If you don't do this, you will not be able to attend the grand event of the race, and you will not be able to prosper for Xiao Yan. Please don't blame me. After this matter is over, your junior brother will personally go to the Dharma Hall to receive punishment and apologize." Qin Chen clasped his fists and bowed to salute, and he also saw the anger on the face of the Great Sage of Joy.

He naturally knew that his actions had insulted the reputation of Buddhism, but he had no other way to do it for the sake of Xiao Yan, so he could only go to the Great Buddha in person to apologize in the future.

"Oh...forget it. Since it's to save the people of the world, I believe the Buddha can forgive us." Seeing Qin Chen like this, the Great Sage Xile couldn't avoid the accusation anymore and said like this.

"Senior Brother Xie, I promise that this is the last time and I will never commit it again in the future." Qin Chen swears to make promises that he did this at this time because he had no choice but to abide by the Buddhist rules and precepts after this matter is over.

"Clang!"

There was a sound of gong ringing in the venue for no reason. A black-faced man walked to the square and gathered his energy and chanted: "People who participated in the event should bring a jade token to enter the venue. The time is one stick of incense, and the competition will be disqualified as soon as the time limit passes."

The sound rolled continuously, and it spread far from the sky, covering the entire island, making it clear and audible in every corner of the island.

Everyone was shocked. This was the great sage's magical power. This black-faced man should not be underestimated, so he was the Supreme Elder of a certain immortal palace.

"Saint, you go in too, I'll wait in the audience." Nalan Xiangxiang's entourage urged her, because the contestants must be below the overlord's cultivation level, and they are not allowed to accompany them to enter.

"Two senior brothers, junior brothers are also gone." Qin Chen bowed to Emperor Kuangwu and the Great Sage of Xile.

"Go, be careful and remember your master's teachings. Your master loves you very much. You should not hurt his heart, otherwise my senior brother will not forgive you." The Great Sage Xile reminded him that he understood Qin Chen's character and was afraid that he would treat Xiao Wu and would use any means.

"My master's love for me is unforgettable. I will definitely win with just the right means. If I cannot win, this Niugui Mountain will be my burial place for me. The two senior brothers will go back on my behalf to tell me that Kongjue can convert to Buddhism at this time and recognize him as a good teacher. I hope that Master will not be sad." Qin Chen said word by word, with a strong and strong face, and then he turned around and left, leaving behind the two saints who were as stupid as a wooden chicken.

"Senior brother, should we stop him?" Emperor Kuangwu sighed. He liked this junior brother from the bottom of his heart. He dared to act and take responsibility, and valued affection and friendship. This is the true nature of a real man.

"Stop it... we can't stop him." The Great Sage Xile also shook his head with a wry smile: "My junior brother is stubborn and values ​​love and righteousness. That divine beast is of great significance to him, and we cannot stop him."

Then the two great saints sighed, and at this time they were powerless, so they could only pray in their hearts that Qin Chen could win a great victory.

The strong men who participated in the event gathered here and entered one after another. Qin Chen was also queuing up to enter the venue.

"What name... what is the brand number..."

The black-faced man was checking for the strong man entering the field. He held a book in his hand, which registered the name and brand of the strong man who registered. Only after confirming that it was correct could he enter the field to avoid someone taking the jade plaque and getting involved.

His face was cold, his tone was cold, and his aura was extremely powerful, which made everyone present very frightened. Obviously, this was a difficult person to deal with.

Qin Chen frowned immediately. He thought that he could attend the event with the jade plaque alone, but he didn't expect that he would check his name. He had no idea that the man had just had the name, and he later decided to reveal it.

"The mountain god helps me..." Qin Chen asked for help from the mountain god in his body.

As people came and went, many strong men entered the field one by one, and it was finally Qin Chen's turn.

"Please report your name and brand." When he arrived, the black-faced man was immediately more polite, and his cold face tried hard to squeeze out a stiff smile.

After Qin Chen's trouble before, he also knew that Qin Chen was a holy monk from Mount Sumeru, and was a master of the Great Buddha of Xumei, and was the main figure in Buddhism, so he treated him with courtesy.

Qin Chen smiled and looked straight at the black-faced man like this, but he didn't say a word, but was urging the mountain god in his heart: "Hurry up, you're going to show your sank!"

It was not that he didn't want to speak at this time, but that he didn't know how to answer.

"That's fine... wait a little longer." The mountain god's anxious voice echoed in his mind.

"I'm sorry, please report your name and brand." The black-faced man repeated it, feeling strange. Qin Chen just smiled and stared at him, but he didn't say a word, like a piece of wood.

"Haha...the brand is right, yes, yes..." Qin Chen laughed dryly, knowing that he could no longer pretend to be stupid at this time, so he slowly took out the jade tag: "It turned out to be 888, this number is really auspicious."

The black-faced man was speechless and just waited for Qin Chen to take out the thing. He was puzzled. What was wrong with Mount Sumeru now? Why did he accept a disciple so frivolously?

"Okay, you tempt him." The mountain god was also ready at this time.

Qin Chen's expression suddenly became solemn and his expression was strange. He suddenly leaned out his hand and pointed behind the black-faced man, shouting: "Look! Ash!"

The black-faced man didn't expect Qin Chen to scream suddenly, and was startled. He suddenly turned around and looked around, but found that behind him was empty, only two closed doors leading to the venue.

Qin Chen took this opportunity to take action decisively, his power was like a gust of wind, his right palm lingered in the halo, and a wiping on the black-faced man's book. The book suddenly covered with a layer of green light, and then disappeared.

His movements were extremely fast, like lightning, and the mountain god deliberately restrained his breath, which others could not notice.

Qin Chen immediately stopped after doing all this, pretended to be nothing, and continued, "Just just passed by..."

The black-faced man's eyes twitched slightly, his expression was bad, and he suppressed his anger. If it weren't for Qin Chen's special identity, he would have wanted to teach him a lesson.

"Can you report your name and brand now? There are still people waiting behind you. If you delay the time, you will be disqualified from the competition."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone cursing voices suddenly appeared behind Qin Chen.

"Of course." Qin Chen smiled proudly and told his name calmly: "No. 888, Qin Chen."

The black-faced man then lowered his head and looked for eight hundred and eighty-eight, silently pronounced his name: "Yang... Ergou!"

Qin Chen staggered and almost fell down. Then he hurriedly sorted out his clothes and returned to their original state. He felt helpless. The name of the owner of this jade plaque was really weird.

"Have you remembered wrongly? No. 888 is a man named Yang Ergou, not Xun." The black-faced man said suspiciously.

Qin Chen raised the jade token in his hand and said, "It's impossible to be wrong. This jade token is indeed No. 888. If you see it clearly, maybe you are dazzled." At the same time, his other hand reached behind his waist, and his five fingers pinched the seal. A green light flashed in the registration book.

The black-faced man was very unhappy after obedience. He was a peerless strong man. Although he lived tens of thousands of years, he was not as confused as he was still obscured and misread his name.

Besides, how easy is the names of "Qin Chen" and "Yang Ergou" to be identified, how could he read it wrong? Qin Chen's words are equivalent to humiliating him. He is unhappy, but due to Qin Chen's special identity, he just needs to look up his head and check the registration book again.

But this time I saw that the name registered by No. 888 was indeed Qin Chen. The black-faced man was surprised. Did he really read it wrong? No. 888 is not Yang Ergou but Qin Chen?

The black-faced man was puzzled. When he read it just now, it was indeed written that Yang Ergou was good, and he would never read it wrong, but why did he become Qin Chen at this time?

He could not have thought Qin Chen would tamper with his registration book, or rather, he didn't have thought Qin Chen, a powerful man in the Chen level, could have tampered with him and tamper with his registration book.

"How about it, this time, there's nothing wrong." Qin Chen smiled, and the mountain god cleverly changed the registration book, and even the Great Sage could not detect it.

"That's right, please, please." Since the registration book is correct, he naturally could not block Qin Chen's way. The black-faced man stood sideways and let Qin Chen pass.

Qin Chen's mouth touched a smile, and the two closed doors were opened, and Qin Chen strode into it.

This door leads directly to the venue. Qin Chen walked less than a hundred meters and saw the vast square. The outer edge of the square was blocked by black stone walls, and the audience was up.

There is endless noise here, and tens of thousands of eyes are all cast from the audience. This is a grand event of all races that will last for thousands of years. Many people come to see the genius style.

At the same time, this is also the best time for the world's pride to show off. Some disciples from small sects are trying hard to win fame in the grand event of the 1000 races, hoping to attract the attention of the major immortal palaces and holy places and be selected to become disciples.

As long as you can enter the holy land of the Immortal Palace, you will definitely be better trained and will definitely have a bright future in the future.

In this audience, there is a high platform with red lights and luxurious decorations. There are some thrones for noble and powerful people above the Great Sage to watch the grand event.

There have been many people gathered in this square. Qin Chen speculated that there are only more than 10,000 people participating in the grand event of the 10,000 races, and this will be a fierce competition. Even if he has magical weapons and weapons in hand, it is difficult to guarantee that he will win.

Just as Qin Chen stepped into the square, everyone's eyes shot towards him.

"Isn't that a madman Qin Chen? He dares to attend the event, aren't he afraid of being killed?" Some people were surprised. Qin Chen had offended several immortal palace holy places, but this event of the Ten Thousand Tribes was initiated by several immortal palace holy places, including Qin Chen's enemy Wangyue Tower and Zhilan Palace.


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