My body is too strong, I can practice the exercises by myself

Chapter 63 The atmosphere is in place
"Drawing lots, what kind of lottery is drawn, so you can't continue to be a champion?"

As soon as Jiang Chen came up to the ring, he sat in the middle of the ring.

I came here to be beaten, and in the end I was beaten by everyone.

"This guy, isn't he too arrogant?"

"It turns out that he is the one who has the capital."

"who is he?"

"Brother Jiang Chen, the master of the tenth ring."

"Do you think the top ten finals will be the same as the ten ring competition?"

"Indeed, these are the nine strongest disciples among the inner disciples."

"No, it's six people, because three of them are true disciples, and this Jiang Chen seems to be a quasi-true disciple."

"No wonder he was able to defeat Luo Feng, who is No.18 in the true disciple ranking. It turns out he is also a true disciple."

"Hehe, with all due respect, No.18 is nothing more than nothing."

"The tone is quite crazy, but you became a true disciple first."

"It's not that I'm crazy, but now there are true disciples who are ranked tenth, ninth, and eighth in the ring."

"Isn't it? Is the true disciple really coming to participate in the competition?"

"Look for yourself, the man standing on the far left with his arms behind his back and looking imposing is Shu Yang, the eighth-ranked disciple of the true disciple."

"The one standing next to him with a big sword on his back is the ninth Great Sword King Wu among the true disciples."

"And that hulking-backed one, as tall as an iron tower, is Zheng Long, who ranks tenth among the true disciples."

The crowd was turbulent, and there were endless exclamations.

There is no way, it is really rare to see a true disciple participating in the sect competition in decades.

Crucially this time, it was the top ten true disciples who participated.

This is full of gold content, and the following disciples dare not speak out.

The people above don't care about the discussion below.

However, some people were naturally dissatisfied with Jiang Chen's words.

"You want to be the champion?"

"Are you strong enough?"

Zheng Long glanced at Jiang Chen contemptuously.

"It doesn't matter if you are strong or not, the key is to be the champion."

"Referee, I have been sitting in this position for a long time."

Jiang Chen deliberately patted the middle of the ring, and his eyes kept signaling to the referee.

"Forehead?"

"In the top ten finals, there has never been a champion?"

The referee replied mercilessly to Jiang Chen.

"It wasn't there before, but it is today."

"Listen, I want to drive you."

"If you are afraid, just abstain."

In order to be beaten, Jiang Chen went all out.

If you offend someone, then offend it.

As long as it can help him strengthen his cultivation, not to mention offending others, even if he kills, he will not hesitate to do so.

"What a big courage!!"

"I just don't know what to say."

".."

Five of the nine looked at Jiang Chen angrily.

In Jiang Chen's eyes, this is what he wanted.

Since the referee can't do it, it can only irritate these people.

"Shou Lei, I'm afraid he won't be able to guard even one person."

"I want to make him lose face, and raise his head in the Tiangang faction from now on."

"Referee, fulfill him."

"I agree."

"Seconded."

".."

Hearing the anger of these people, Jiang Chen was already happy.

"Nonsense, the sect competition is something you can control."

"All come here to draw lots. Those who don't draw lots will simply abstain."

The referee's scolding directly killed Jiang Chen's calculations.

"and many more."

At this moment, a voice of stopping suddenly came from the referee's platform in the martial arts arena.

Everyone looked over, and the referee's platform was full of big bosses that they didn't usually see.

It turns out that for today's top ten competition, all the deacons in the martial arts arena must be present as referees.

Even the hall master of the Martial Arts Arena appeared on the rostrum.

And this "wait a minute" is what he said.

"Since you want to defend the ring and they don't mind, then I will help you."

"However. If you lose the last game, you will be the last among ten people."

The hall master of the martial arts field spoke.

"Thank you, Hall Master, I don't have any problems."

A surprise, definitely a surprise.

Jiang Chen happily looked at the hall master of the martial arts arena, don't say No.10, as long as he is the master, it doesn't matter even if he doesn't rank.

After all, Luo Feng, who ranked No. 18 among true disciples, has benefited him a lot, so what about the tenth, ninth, and eighth ones?
"Do you have any questions?"

The hall master of the martial arts field looked at the other nine people.

"If he wants to be mean, we will naturally have no problem."

"It's best to kill him, and I'll have no problem."

"One pick nine, hehe!"

"."

Listening to these people's words, it seems that Jiang Chen really provoked the public's anger.

"Being able to kill him under my nose is your skill."

The hall master of the martial arts field said something.

"That... hall master, you can't let the water go."

"Remember, protect me at critical moments."

The corners of Jiang Chen's eyes twitched, and he couldn't help but hastily added.

I came here to be beaten, not to beg for death.

Could it be that you can only have your own system, but not others.

If the boat capsized accidentally in the gutter, there would be nowhere to cry.

It was precisely because of this competition mechanism that Jiang Chen wanted to be the champion so unscrupulously.

After all, at the critical moment, a referee stopped the rescue.

Hearing this, everyone in the audience couldn't help laughing.

Even the Hall Master of the Martial Arts Arena couldn't laugh or cry.

"Worthless!!"

"Bah, I still want to be the champion just like that."

"Is this here to find a sense of existence?"

".!"

The people in the arena, seeing Jiang Chen's rascally appearance, complained repeatedly.

"Are you displeased with me?"

"Do you really want to hit me?"

"Are you feeling very angry now?"

"Very well, please hold this anger."

"Don't release the water when you wait for the next game, or you will be defeated by me in an instant."

Jiang Chen spoke nonsense, and the brows of the remaining four couldn't help but frown.

"Stop talking to you, I want to beat you if you talk again."

"Since it's a group arena, the remaining nine will come up to draw lots to decide the order in which they will play."

The referee took out his draw box anyway.

Seeing that the atmosphere was getting better, Jiang Chen smiled resentfully, and stopped talking.

The lottery was drawn very quickly, and it was drawn out in one fell swoop.

"The order of drawing lots is from small to large, that is to say, No. [-] goes up first to compete with the champion."

After the referee finished speaking, Zheng Long burst out laughing.

"I am number one, and I am actually number one."

"Boy, you are dead."

Zheng Long shook the serial number in his hand at Jiang Chen a few times.

"The first scene is you."

Looking at this big man with a thick back and waist, Jiang Chen couldn't suppress the ecstasy in his heart at all, and he burst out laughing directly.

"Is this... crazy?"

"How do I feel, this laughter is very happy?"

"Come on, Senior Brother Zheng Long is not Luo Feng. In terms of ranking, Senior Brother Zheng Long is eight places better than Luo Feng."

"Don't underestimate these eight, you must know that the top ten are definitely the watershed between the strengths of true disciples."

"In this way, Jiang Chen will lose the first match."

"It's not a must, but an inevitable outcome."

(End of this chapter)