Urban Cultivation of Immortal Emperor Invincible

Time passed quickly, and on the morning of the third day, the Song family's motorcade arrived at Ye Chen's villa and took Ye Chen to Jirui City.

At around three o'clock in the afternoon, the group arrived in Jirui City and checked into the luxury hotel they had booked. Ye Chen went into the room to rest.

At six o'clock in the afternoon, all the contestants drove to Fulin Manor and arrived at the manor.

At this time, countless luxury cars were parked at the gate, and many people were queuing up at the gate and entering the manor one after another.

When the Song family arrived at the gate of the manor, the head of the Wan family, as the host, naturally greeted them at the door.

When Master Wan saw Mr. Song, he cupped his fists and said with a smile.

"Mr. Song, welcome to Hezhuang, it really makes my place shine, haha."

Mr. Song also returned the greeting with cupped fists.

"Master Wan, you are so polite. Please forgive me for coming to bother me this time."

The two exchanged polite words and spoke high-sounding official language.

Suddenly, a discordant sound sounded.

"Old Man Song, you are here too. I heard that the warrior you paid a lot of money to hire was seriously injured by someone else, wasn't it? How can you still come to participate in this competition?"

Everyone looked back and saw an old man with the same gray hair, his face was full of flesh, and he looked like a nouveau riche.

Mr. Song frowned slightly and said gloomily.

"Old man Fang, your information is very well-informed. Now I'm a little suspicious. Is it you?"

The head of the Song family explained quietly beside Ye Chen.

"Master Ye, this person is from the Fang family in Haichuan City, and his strength is on par with my Song family.

However, everyone knows that the Fang family and our Song family are mortal enemies, so the two of them behave like this."

Ye Chen nodded when he heard the explanation from the Song family leader.

Old Man Fang said angrily.

"Old man Song, don't talk nonsense. What evidence do you have to prove that my Fang family did it? If you can't provide evidence, it's slander. Be careful what you say."

Song Lao just wanted to refute, but Ye Chen stopped him with his eyes, indicating that he didn't need to get too entangled with him.

When Old Man Fang saw that Old Song was silent, he continued to speak even more arrogantly.

"Old Man Song, the young man next to you looks a little strange. Could he be the warrior you invited today?"

Mr. Song said with an annoyed look.

"So what? What does this have to do with you?"

Old man Fang said with disdain.

"Of course it has nothing to do with me. I just saw this young man with a bookish look on his face. He doesn't look like a warrior at all. You won't let him just pretend to be good at it, right?

If you look at our guy, with his muscles all over his body and his fists as big as sandbags, he looks like a super master.

If our two families were to confront each other, why not beat this kid to death with one punch? I advise you to give up voluntarily."

Mr. Song was so angry that he was about to speak, but the head of the Wan family next to him spoke first.

"Two of you, harmony brings wealth. Why should you be so tit-for-tat? Since you have come to my Wan family, please give me some face and don't take advantage of words here.

Let's compete in the ring later. Can you two give Wan some face? "

The two glared at each other, said harsh words, and then went to line up to enter the manor.

In the backyard of the manor, there is a single-family building. Warriors participating in the competition enter this building. The interior of the building is like a gymnasium.

There is a competition ring in the middle, which is divided into eleven viewing areas around it. These are the viewing areas for representatives of the ten prefecture-level cities in the province and provincial leaders. Everyone takes their seats according to the area and waits for the start of the competition.

The time reached seven o'clock in the evening, and at this time, a person walked onto the ring, who was the host of this competition.

He walked to the center of the ring and said solemnly.

“Good evening, dear guests, it’s time for the triennial competition to determine the ranking of each city within the province.

Everyone understands the rules, so I won’t say any more. Now I invite all contestants to come to the stage to draw lots to decide their opponents.”

The head of the Song family explained the rules of the competition to Ye Chen. It was actually very simple, but there were no rules.

As long as you win, it's brutal and bloody. When Ye Chen heard the rules, he just nodded slightly without any change in his expression.

The ten contestants walked to the stage and started drawing lots. After a while, everyone finished drawing lots. Ye Chen's number was No. 7, which was the fourth group to participate in the competition.

The host said at this moment.

"The ten contestants have drawn lots. Now I announce that the competition has officially begun. I would like to invite contestants No. 1 and 2 to come on stage to compete."

Suddenly, warm applause came from below.

The first person to appear was Mr. "Qingzhu" Zheng, a martial arts master who was over sixty years old. His figure was as firm as a green bamboo, and his eyes were as cold as ice.

His dancing movements were as light and powerful as bamboo leaves in the wind, and he immediately shocked the entire audience.

Then came Master Qin, "Guangfeng". He was dressed in yellow training clothes and rushed forward as fast as the wind. A violent force surged out from between his fists and feet.

His speed was extremely fast, as if he had drawn a yellow afterimage in the air.

The two came to the center of the venue, and as the host announced the start, they bowed and performed the warrior salute.

After the ceremony, suddenly, Mr. Zheng rushed forward with a vigorous step and punched out at the same time. With huge punch force, he attacked Master Qin's face at an extremely fast speed.

Master Qin quickly retreated, then turned around to avoid the punch, and at the same time swung a palm towards Mr. Zheng.

Seeing this, Mr. Zheng retracted his right fist, raised his arm to resist, and at the same time kicked out with his left foot.

Master Qin used his strength to rise into the air, jumped over his head, and then stepped down.

Mr. Zheng dodged and escaped the attack. The two were so fast that everyone only saw two afterimages colliding with each other.

Ordinary people couldn't see the movements of the two at all, and the fight was extremely intense.

The two of them were going back and forth like this, fighting vigorously and shockingly.

The fight lasted for several minutes. Mr. Zheng took advantage of Master Qin's inattention and kicked him in the chest.

Suddenly, Master Qin flew out and fell to the edge of the ring, vomiting blood and already injured.

Mr. Zheng kept his feet and continued to attack him. Master Qin immediately stood up to defend himself.

After persisting for a while, new injuries were added to his body. Finally, Mr. Zheng punched him off the ring. He vomited blood again and passed out.

The host came to the ring and announced that Mr. Zheng was the winner, and then the second group of competitions began.

Next up is Mr. "Iron Fist" Wang. He is over seventy years old, but his body is still as strong as in the prime of life.

The punch he swung was as heavy as a hammer, as if it could break through any obstacle.

Then there is Master Zhang, the "Qin Sword". She is a woman wearing a blue robe and holding an ancient sword. Her swordsmanship is as smooth and moving as the sound of the piano.

Master Zhang used his sword as his piano and his body as his strings to perform a beautiful piece of swordsmanship.

Finally, Master Zhang of "Qin Sword" took advantage of his body skills to find the opponent's gap, and stabbed Mr. Wang in the chest with his sword, injuring him. He persisted for a while and lost.

The third group is "Shadowless" Master Liu. His movements are so fast that people cannot see his movements clearly.

In the blink of an eye, his figure was already behind his opponent.

There is also the volcano Master Zhao. He is wearing a red training suit. Every time he punches, it is as hot as a volcanic eruption, as if it can melt everything.

Finally, Master Zhao launched a hidden weapon attack at Master Liu. Master Liu dodged to avoid it, but received a heavy punch from Master Zhao. He vomited blood and fell to the ring, seriously injured and passed out.

The fourth group is "Netherworld" Master Xie. He is wearing black training clothes and his figure is as elusive as a ghost.

His boxing skills are as cold and terrifying as a ghost in the netherworld, and his opponent is of course Ye Chen.

The two came to the ring, and after the competition began, Master Xie disappeared from the place in an instant, extremely fast.

There was no sound, like a ghost, suddenly appeared behind Ye Chen, and at the same time struck at Ye Chen's back with a punch.

At this moment, Ye Chen stood there, as if there was no reaction.

Everyone present, except of course the Song family, knew how powerful Ye Chen was.

Everyone laughed at Ye Chen for his slow reaction and was no match for Master Xie.

Just when Master Xie's fist was about to attack Ye Chen.

Suddenly, Ye Chen also disappeared in an instant. Before Master Xie could react, he felt danger on his back and subconsciously tried to dodge.

However, Ye Chen's speed was so fast that before Master Xie had time to dodge, he was kicked away by Ye Chen from behind.

A mouthful of blood popped out in mid-air, and then he fell heavily to the audience. Master Xie couldn't believe his eyes until he passed out.

I never expected that someone could be so fast.

Everyone was also stunned. Ye Chen's speed was too fast, and no one could see clearly how Ye Chen made his moves.

This competition took less than 5 seconds from start to finish. I didn't expect that Ye Chen, who was obviously a sunny and handsome boy, could be so powerful.

The host announced the results, and Ye Chen walked down from the ring expressionlessly and returned to the rest area.