From a beggar on South Street to the supreme devil

Chapter 140 Dou Kui wins!
Feng Yanghua's voice echoed in the martial arts arena for a long time.

The city guards on both sides of the martial arts field immediately set out and moved out the number plate boxes.

An examiner in the middle shouted loudly:

"All candidates for the Doukuei competition, please come forward and receive your number plates!"

The competition is conducted by grabbing number plates.

The number cards are randomly shuffled, number one fights against number two, number two fights against number three, and so on until the end.

There are six number plate boxes around the martial arts arena. The more than 1,000 candidates present are divided into six teams and come to the number plate boxes to grab the number plates.

Jiang Chen came to a queue and then grabbed a number plate from the number plate box.

"Number eighty-five."

Jiang Chen glanced at the number plate in his hand.

The martial arts arena is divided into fifty venues, which are divided into eleven fighting batches. Numbers one to one hundred are all the first batch.

"Candidates numbered 1 to 100 will be drawn and each will enter the venue."

Jiang Chen walked into the martial arts arena and came to venue No. 43.

In a venue that was about ten feet long and wide, an examiner at the level of Refining Internal Organs was standing there.

A young disciple dressed in black was standing in the middle of the field, waiting for his opponent to arrive.

After Jiang Chen checked his license plate with the examiner, he stepped onto the field and glanced at the twenty-something young man in black in front of him.

With Zhu Zang Dacheng's cultivation level, he should be among the best warriors in the hundred cities in the county. This level of cultivation level is already considered top-notch among the warriors in the hundred cities.

However, if the children of aristocratic families are also included, the hope of passing the Doukuei is slim.

The young man in black in front of him frowned slightly when he saw Jiang Chen.

He didn't expect that the first duel he encountered would be against a warrior of the same level as himself.

However, since they are at the same level and are both warriors from the Hundred Cities in the county,
Then he is also confident that he will never lose to the person in front of him!

A fierce look flashed in the eyes of the young man in black.

I have been practicing and honing my skills for so many years just to pass the Dragon Elephant Sect's Doukui.

Today, I must not lose!
At this time, the examiner standing at the edge of the venue raised his head, examined the two people, and said, "Let's start."

The moment the examiner finished speaking.

In front of Jiang Chen, the young man in black had a cold expression on his face.

Get started first!
Catch him off guard!
Then he took a step forward, his body as fast as thunder, and rushed towards Jiang Chen with a roar!
Then he bent his knees, and his right leg seemed to turn into a long whip, lashing Jiang Chen hard from the side!
Jiang Chen raised his eyebrows slightly.

So anxious?
Seeing that the person in front of him was getting closer and closer to him.

Jiang Chen simply raised his hand and threw a punch, colliding with the young man in black!
"Oh!"

The dull sound seemed mixed with the sound of cracking bones.

There was an irregular bend at the ankle of the young man in black.

The ferocity on his face quickly turned into a look of astonishment and pain, and a shrill scream came from his mouth!
The huge force mixed with the power of the dormant dragon in Jiang Chen's fist directly shattered his strength and poured into his body!

Then the whole person flew backwards and flew out of the venue.

"Ok?"

The examiner had just retreated to the edge of the venue when he heard a scream.

Then he saw the figure of the young man in black passing by him and falling heavily to the ground.

Examiner: "..."

The examiner looked at Jiang Chen strangely and announced, "Number 85 wins!"

Afterwards, the doctor on standby next to the martial arts arena quickly came to the young man in black and took him away from the examination room.

……

At this time, most of the fifty examination rooms in the first batch had just begun.

The screams of the young man in black immediately attracted the attention of others.

On the terrace, Feng Yanghua glanced at Jiang Chen who was standing in venue No. 43 and raised his eyebrows slightly.

He remembered that among the dozen or so people who had just endured his thunder sound, there was a young warrior from Baicheng in this county.

Feng Yanghua nodded slightly, then turned his attention to other venues.

……

"Jiang Chen won."

A look of joy appeared on Qian Wenye's face.

Qiao Shan nodded. This result was not unexpected.
Judging from the strength he had seen Jiang Chen do before, a martial artist of the same level who had reached the pinnacle of forging organs could not be his opponent.

……

In the northwest corner of the martial arts arena, a dozen top-notch young men from aristocratic families gathered in this corner.

Zhu Guanyu, dressed in red, heard a scream coming from the venue.
Then he glanced at Jiang Chen who had defeated his opponent with one punch.

He seemed to have thought of something and turned to look at a young man from a noble family beside him, whose face was somewhat similar to his.

Zhu Guanyu looked a little indifferent, and turned to ask, "Have you dealt with the last assassination at Hongxiang Building?"

The young man from aristocratic family next to him is named Zhu Yongze.

He is also a descendant of the Zhu family, but can only be considered a branch. Whether in terms of talent or family status, he is far inferior to Zhu Guanyu.

When Zhu Yongze heard this, his face froze and he quickly explained:
"Don't worry, cousin. Everything has been taken care of. No one will pursue this matter."

Zhu Guanyu glanced at him coldly and said, "No one in Jinpengwei City will pursue the matter, but what about Huofeng City?"

Zhu Yongze opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

The assassination at Hongxiang Building half a month ago was certainly not Zhu Guanyu's idea.

With Zhu Guanyu's strength, there is no need for him to use such means to deal with the warriors from hundreds of cities in the county.

This matter was just an assignment Zhu Yongze made privately to Hongxiang Building.

Zhu Guanyu said coldly: "Idiot! Do you really think that if there is chaos at the top, no one will keep an eye on our Zhu family?"

"It's done, but it's not done cleanly. Isn't this giving people something to hold against you?"

"If one day, someone gathers evidence and uses these people as witnesses to accuse the Zhu family of assassinating the top scorer in the Dou Kui exam..."

"Tell me, when the time comes, should I push you out to take the blame?"

Zhu Guanyu said softly. The temperature of the air around him seemed to have dropped to freezing point.

Zhu Yongze was so scared that he broke out in a cold sweat: "...Cousin, I know I was wrong."

Zhu Guanyu added: "Fire Phoenix City has no chance of passing the Dou Kui this year."

"After the Dou Kui is over, they will leave the city and let Hongxianglou deal with the matter. Do you understand?"

"Yes!" Zhu Yongze nodded quickly.

Zhu Guanyu nodded slightly, his eyes sweeping across the warriors fighting in the arena, a hint of contempt flashing in his eyes.

"Tell me, why is it necessary to assassinate these chickens and dogs from outside the city?"

"You are a descendant of the Zhu family, yet you compare yourself to these people and worry that they will threaten you... Hehe."

Even though Zhu Yongze was ridiculed like this, he didn't dare to say a word. He could only stand there and endure it silently.

After teaching his lesson, Zhu Guanyu turned around and left.

After a while.

Several young men from noble families nearby came up to Zhu Yongze and teased him, "Brother Yongze, what's wrong with you? You look so sad. Are you worried about Dou Kui?"

"What's there to worry about? As long as we don't run into people we know, it won't be easy to capture those warriors from the Hundred Cities, right?"

Zhu Yongze suppressed the gloom in his heart, nodded and smiled: "Of course it is so."

……

Soon, the first bouts in the fifty arenas in the martial arts arena were over.

Although they are all warriors of the same level, since it is a fight, each venue is only thirty feet long and wide.

For a warrior with a Zhuzang body, the space is extremely narrow, with almost no room to dodge and move, so he can only fight head-on.

Therefore, the outcome of a battle can basically be decided within sixty breaths.

"The first fifty bouts are over. Candidates number one hundred to two hundred, please go to the martial arts arena."

……

On the other side, Jiang Chen had already come down from the field and was silently observing the fight between others.

The rounds of fighting ended as time passed.

As expected, the talented warriors from the hundreds of cities in the county were no match for the children of the Weicheng families.

Whenever the two encounter each other, the children from aristocratic families usually win.

Feng Ruxin had good luck in the first round as she ran into a warrior who had achieved a small level of success in the organ casting technique.

The first fight was resolved in just a few moves.

About half an hour later.

After the first round of competition, there were more than a thousand candidates on the martial arts field, but only more than five hundred were left, and fully half of them were eliminated.

Afterwards, the examiner gave the more than 500 candidates who remained present half an hour of rest time.

Although no weapons were used, many warriors suffered injuries of varying degrees.

The city guards at the edge of the martial arts arena also brought out healing medicines and food. If any candidates present needed them, they could take some for themselves.

The healing medicine is very valuable and can suppress one's injuries in a short period of time.

Enough injured candidates to hold on until the end of the first round of the competition.

……

Half an hour passed.

The sun was rising in the sky and it was almost noon.

The second round of competition officially begins.

Jiang Chen drew the number plate again and got number 239.

It was not until the third round that he entered the martial arts arena.

……

On the martial arts field.

Jiang Chen stood on the east side of the venue, while on the west side stood a young man from an aristocratic family dressed in brocade clothes.

After the first round of competition, among the more than 500 remaining candidates, there were still 100 to 200 local aristocratic warriors from Jinpengwei City.

It's normal to hit.

This young man from an aristocratic family also has the cultivation level of perfecting the internal organs.

He glanced at Jiang Chen's clothes, and a hint of relief appeared on the corners of his mouth.

Although Jiang Chen's clothes were also made of brocade and silk, most of the noble families in Jinpengwei City preferred clothes made of demon silk, which were light and comfortable to wear.

Since the person in front of me is not a warrior from Baicheng, then there is nothing to worry about...

"hey-hey."

The young man from the aristocratic family grinned at Jiang Chen standing opposite him, the expression on his face was self-evident.

"Ok?"

Jiang Chen raised his eyebrows slightly.

provocative?

The examiner glanced at the two of them and said, "Let's get started."

Then he took a few steps back and stood at the edge of the field.

……

After the examiner finished speaking, the young man from the aristocratic family didn't waste any more words. He sank his body and was about to kill Jiang Chen.

Suddenly, the vision in front of me blurred, and a figure seemed to flash in the corner of my eye!
The next moment, a tremendous force like a battering ram hit his abdomen hard.

His abdomen collapsed instantly, and his internal organs seemed to be turned upside down.

A severe pain spread throughout the body, his vision flipped, and he flew backwards!

"..."

The examiner looked at the children of noble families outside the venue, who were curled up on the ground with their bodies hunched over like cooked shrimps.

He was silent for a while, then turned around and announced:
"Number 239 wins!"

(End of this chapter)