"Senior..."
Seeing that the patriarchs of the four great families and all the experts had arrived, Long Chen tentatively called out to the Qiankun Cauldron.
"I'm here, it's done. With me here, you can do as much as you want!" Everything is with me! "Qiankun Cauldron replied confidently.
Upon hearing this, Long Chen immediately felt confident. After spending so much time with the Qiankun Cauldron, it was the first time he'd heard it speak with such confidence. Clearly, it had gained even more from this period.
Just thinking about having the Qiankun Cauldron backing Long Chen instantly put all his worries at bay, and he felt completely relaxed. When Long Chen sat down on the judges' bench, the entire arena fell silent, without the usual cheers and shouts.
Because the chiefs of the four great divine clans and all the powerful figures were present, the atmosphere suddenly became serious. Everyone seemed reserved, not daring to make a sound, even controlling their breathing, afraid of making too much noise.
When Long Chen arrived at the arena, he found that the entire arena had completely changed; there was only a huge arena on the ground.
This arena looked different from all previous ones; it looked more like an altar. Although it was decorated with many decorations, its strange appearance made Long Chen somewhat suspicious.
However, Long Chen didn't think much of it. After all, it was a showdown between the strongest prodigies of the four great divine clans, so the strongest arena was definitely needed. It was normal for the arena to be unique.
At this stage of the competition, Long Chen no longer needed to preside over the match. The chiefs of the four great divine clans all stepped forward and offered words of encouragement.
They say that to avoid affecting everyone's performance, they are all watching from behind the scenes. They have seen every match and every player's performance and remembered it in their hearts.
They expressed great relief, saying that in these young people, they saw reflections of themselves from back then—the same passion and passion. After a long bunch of clichés, the head of the Long family looked at Long Chen and said,
"As the chief referee, you've suffered these past few days. On behalf of the four great divine clans, I want to thank you. Fortunately, the tournament is nearing its end, and I hope you can keep up the good work."
Long Chen didn't understand what the Long family patriarch meant; it seemed like there was more to it. However, Long Chen nodded and said,
"It's only right." After all,
having taken so many rare medicines from the Long family, taking money to ward off disasters is nothing to discuss.
"Alright, let's start the first match today!" The Long family patriarch shouted loudly.
"Buzz!"
Suddenly, Long Chen's figure vanished from the arena, being teleported directly onto the arena. Long Chen was slightly stunned. What was going on? He had always come in on his own before, but this time he was passively teleported in.
Once inside the arena, Long Chen realized it was actually a renovated ancient altar. He recognized the patterns on the tiles and the sacrificial totems on the pillars.
"Wow, even the blue bricks are made from divine materials of the Heavenly Saint divine weapon-grade material. This arena is incredible!"
Long Chen examined the arena, his heart pounding wildly. In fact, a trace of greed arose in his heart. If he stole and dismantled this arena, he could produce quite a few immortal materials. The Long family really was wealthy.
After Long Chen entered the arena, the entire viewing platform was filled with heavy breathing. At this moment, no one could help but feel nervous.
The four ancient prodigies overwhelmingly crushed the current powerhouses. Although Long Wuyang barely managed to exchange a few direct attacks, everyone knew it was because Zhao Qingtian was too arrogant and didn't put in any effort, which gave Long Wuyang the chance to perform.
Long Wuyang later said that if Zhao Qingtian fought seriously, he wouldn't even withstand a single move, showing just how terrifying ancient warriors were.
"Buzz buzz"
Long Chen stepped onto the arena first, and on either side of the arena, two figures slowly appeared. One of them was Jiang Wuwang, the ancient prodigy of the Jiang family.
And the person opposite him was none other than Long Tianrui, which surprised Long Chen a bit. If that happened, wouldn't Zhao Qingtian have to face off against Ye Lingxiao?
Matches of this level are usually not decided by drawing lots, but by the higher-ups after much deliberation. Facing Long Tianrui against Jiang Wuwang made Long Chen feel something was off, but as for what was off, he couldn't quite put his finger on it.
Jiang Wuwang appeared on the stage, bowed slightly to Long Tianrui, and said, "Fairy Tianrui has always been my idol and a dangerous peak in my heart. Even in my sleep, I hope one day to compete on stage with such a master."
Fortunately, heaven favors us, allowing Wuwang to fulfill his wish today. We kindly ask Fairy Tianrui to kindly teach us. Though Wuwang fails, he has no regrets. It
must be said, Jiang Wuwang is handsome and moves with elegance. Every gesture and movement exudes the demeanor of a master, making people feel a genuine sense of familiarity—this is the true demeanor of a master in the hearts of countless people.
Especially those women, who saw this scene and their eyes were filled with admiration. No one disliked a man like this.
Long Tianrui said calmly, "You're too kind, sir!" Faced
with Jiang Wuwang's politeness, Long Tianrui remained cold and distant, as if she had no interest in anyone except Long Chen.
Even when she was interested in Long Chen, her face remained the same—expressionless.
Faced with Long Tianrui's cold reply, Jiang Wuwang felt helpless. He had prepared for today's argument for a long time, hoping to win her favor, but it was completely useless.
Jiang Wuwang looked at Long Chen and said, "Brother Long, I have to give it my all later. If I lose, at the critical moment, remember to save me!" Long
Chen hadn't expected Jiang Wuwang to have such a humorous side. The experts present were all amused by Jiang Wuwang's words.
However, everyone knew Jiang Wuwang was just joking, and they admired him even more.
Compared to Jiang Wuwang, Zhao Qingtian and Ye Lingxiao were like two country bumpkins, lacking any trace of mastery or refinement.
Long Chen shook his head and said, "No, take it easy. This guy is very powerful. If things go wrong, he might kill me too. I have a ton of wives at home, and I don't want to die young. You'd better fend for yourself!" Long
Chen's answer immediately caused everyone to burst into laughter. One asked an interesting question, another answered with a funny one, and the tense atmosphere instantly subsided considerably.
Faced with Long Chen's teasing, Long Tianrui wasn't angry. Instead, she said seriously, "If you agree to consider me, I'll do whatever you want." "
Here we go again,"
Long Chen was speechless. "I admit I'm a beauty fan, and I admit you're very beautiful, but a person only has one expression in their lifetime. Isn't that terrifying?" I can't handle it.
"That ... Can we get started? Long
Chen didn't want to dwell on this topic any longer. The golden scepter in his hand could no longer control the arena, so he could only remind him like this.
"Please enlighten me." Upon hearing this,
Jiang Wuwang took a slight step back. A vast aura surged forth, and at that moment, the entire arena fell silent, quietly awaiting the decisive battle between the ancient prodigies.