Chapter 429

The whole world was shocked!

Countless people were exclaiming in front of thousands of live broadcast screens.

"The Emperor won!"

"Is this the battle between the top geniuses?"

"Two strange phenomena, how did the Emperor do it?"

"The Emperor was originally no match for Ji Tianxing, and his decline was obvious later, but the two strange phenomena immediately changed the situation!"

"I am the first on the human race's god list, and my reputation is well-deserved!"

"To be honest, has the Emperor's strength already entered the ranks of the top powerhouses on Blue Star?"

"Of course! He can even fight against high-level God Kings!"

"Not necessarily, the Emperor's own level is still too low, which is a shortcoming, but he has definitely reached the level of a second-top powerhouse!"

"..."

The crowd was in high spirits.

Countless netizens were discussing.

Open battles between top geniuses are really rare, and many people have seen this level of battle for the first time.

In a popular forum in Daxia, a discussion about the strength of the emperor was launched, and there were many different opinions.

Compared with the bragging of ordinary netizens, the strong men of the major superpowers in the world saw it more clearly.

They sighed one after another.

The emperor's momentum has risen. He defeated the 680-level Qilinzi of the Ji family with less than 500 levels. This talent and means shocked the ancient and modern times.

Even if he lost the game in the later set-up and lost his sequence status, he would be protected and cultivated by the Federation because he had proved his value.

It is only a matter of time before he becomes the peak god king standing at the top of the starry sky.

…

Daxia Divine Capital.

Zhou Jun won.

But it was a narrow victory and he was exhausted.

Standing on the stage, he bowed to the four directions, and then turned back to his ancestral home without saying a word.

Obviously, he would not accept the challenge of the next quasi-sequence before he recovered.

On the streets of Zhenxuan Street, in the deep pit, a figure stood up tremblingly.

It was Ji Tianxing.

He was indeed the gifted owner of [Demon Blood Siphon], and his physique was incredibly strong. In just a short moment, he recovered from being seriously injured and dying to being able to breathe.

When he was about to walk out of the deep pit, the air in front of him suddenly fluctuated violently, and the next second, the strong power of the space law swept him away.

When he opened his eyes again, he had appeared in the Ji family mansion, and Ji Jiuyan was standing in front of him with his hands behind his back.

"Grandpa..."

Ji Tianxing looked bitter.

He lost.

Not only did he lose the face of the Ji family, but he also lost the qualification to pursue the federal sequence.

"No need to feel inferior."

"Your talent has a very high growth potential, and your future will not be worse than that of the emperor."

"A temporary failure is just a little bit of wind and frost."

Unexpectedly, Ji Jiuyan did not blame Ji Tianxing.

He watched this battle from beginning to end, and knew that his grandson had tried his best. It was really that the emperor's double vision was too unsolvable.

"...Yes."

Ji Tianxing lowered his head, turned around and left silently, and went to heal his wounds alone.

After he disappeared, Ji Jiuyan sighed thoughtfully: "The Zhou family has a dragon, and this drama that has been set for a thousand years can finally begin."

He turned around, his long white hair fluttering, his back facing the starry sky...

...

Ten days later.

Zhou Jun's injuries had recovered, and he was eating hot pot with Wei Duoer and Ye Changshan in the ancestral home.

"Brother, congratulations on becoming a god king!"

On the table, Ye Changshan drank beer in big gulps, very excited.

These days, Zhou Jun has been recuperating while practicing properly. The spiritual energy in the fairy world is too strong, pushing his level higher and higher.

He is not far from becoming a powerful God King.

"You should also practice hard. When I go to the starry sky, I hope to look back and see you helping me stand on the field and resist damage."

Zhou Jun smiled. Since Ye Changshan has an SSS-level talent, he has risen against the trend in Nantianmen Academy with his hard work.

Now that he has arrived in the capital of gods, he has absorbed the spiritual energy of the fairy world for a few days, and his level is approaching 400.

This level is nothing for Zhou Jun, but for people of the same age, it is undoubtedly far ahead. Returning to Nantianmen is enough to rank in the top three.

"Aha~ So cool! This iced beer is so refreshing. It's true that people live in the world and should enjoy themselves in time!"

Wei Duoer smashed a huge beer barrel on the table, and the beer in it had been drunk by her.

Zhou Jun and Ye Changshan were ashamed. Thinking of Wei Duoer's drinking habits, they stopped her from drinking any more.

This caused Wei Duoer to frown and reach out to grab the wine. For a while, the table was in chaos.

After a long time of commotion, everyone finally stopped, looked at each other, and laughed.

"We have finally become independent adults!"

After a long time,Zhou Jun sighed with heartfelt emotion.

Ye Changshan and Wei Duoer smiled when they heard this, and it was obvious that they recalled the bold words they had said many years ago when they had just graduated.

Now, all the goals of the past have been achieved one by one.

"Hey! Little gentleman, after graduation, are you going to the starry sky?" Wei Duoer suddenly turned her red face and asked.

There is still one year before graduation.

In the four major academies, many top-ranked masters will choose to go to the starry sky after graduation, on the one hand to hone themselves, and on the other hand to win glory for the family.

"Yes! The dark creatures hurt me so badly, if I don't come to my house to save my face, how can I still be there?" Zhou Jun said with a smile, without mentioning that he still had to look for his parents' traces.

"Well, then I should work hard, and I will go with you then." Wei Duoer touched her chin and said seriously: "We said we will meet at the top, so we will definitely meet!"

After the voice fell, she looked at Ye Changshan on the right, "What about you, big guy?"

"Ah? I may be slower, and it will take a year later for me to go to the starry sky."

Ye Changshan scratched his head and spoke with some uncertainty.

The top students of the four colleges usually have the strength of God King when they go to the starry sky, and go directly to the front line to participate in the war. This is an invisible iron rule.

Ye Changshan has the lowest level among the three, and he is not sure whether he can become a God King in a year, so he lowered his head a little foolishly.

"Then you have to work hard!" Wei Duoer encouraged.

Zhou Jun also smiled, "If you need anything, tell me."

"Okay!" Ye Changshan raised his head with emotion, then suddenly put down his bowl and chopsticks, and ran directly to the sacred tree to start practicing.

Zhou Jun and Wei Duoer looked at each other with a smile on their faces: "You don't have to be so anxious to work hard, right?"

Time passed by little by little in the ordinary daily life.

Five days later, Zhou Jun recovered and his level reached 498.

On this day, the long-immersed capital of God was boiling again.

Because the second challenged quasi-sequence appeared.

It was a monk wearing a cassock with a scar on his forehead, coming from the west.

His face was unfamiliar, and many live broadcast media bloggers squatting on Zhenxuan Street did not recognize him. Only a few strong people were shocked.

"A scar on his head, and a monk again... This is the number one prodigy in the Western Territory 20 years ago, the Blood Arhat with the Divine Sword Thousand Hands!"

"Blood Arhat? The Buddhist disciple who proved his way by killing?"

"I heard that he used special means to break the death-free mechanism in the Western Territory College Entrance Examination that year, and even slaughtered hundreds of prodigies to prove his killing Buddhism. Later, he was not tolerated by major universities. He was obviously the number one in the Western Territory, but even Kunlun was unwilling to admit him!"

"Twenty years have passed in a flash. I thought he disappeared, but he didn't expect to appear again and become a quasi-sequence!"

"This is a real ruthless person, and he is a whole generation older than the emperor. All his methods have reached perfection, and his strength is definitely beyond Ji Tianxing!"

"I don't know how the emperor will deal with such an opponent?"

The hearts of all major forces were shocked.

Divine Sword Thousand Hands, Killing Buddhism, Blood Arhat!

A top prodigy from 20 years ago, now takes action again, pointing the spearhead directly at the emperor who is number one on the God List.

There is no doubt that this is another bloody battle.

"Donor Emperor, I am Jiyuan, a poor monk, coming from Xiyin Temple to take your life and prove my Buddhist way of killing. I hope you will do me a favor."

Over Zhenxuan Street, the scarred monk walked step by step into the air, and blood-colored lotus flowers bloomed under his feet. At the same time, a calm and solemn voice resounded throughout the capital...