The Domineering King of the Netherworld and His Sweetheart

326. The Race on the Ring

Translator: 飞弹

There were 1024 teams in total that entered for the Large Competition, so there were forty one rings in the Guardian Square and the teams drew lots to decide who would be matched against who else.

Each team would send a representative to draw lots, but because there were too many participants, they couldn’t come one by one, so the containers were divided into five, which meant that each container had about two hundred pieces of paper. The numbers of forty one rings were written on the pieces of paper. When one took a piece of paper from the container, his team would go to the ring of the certain number written on the paper.

The representative of Feng Xi’s team was Feng Xi himself while Lorraine’s team representative was Zong Wuqing.

The speed at which the others drew their lots was quite fast. When the two of them walked over, most of the people had already drawn lots, so it didn’t look crowded.

Feng Xi walked in front of the container and took one piece of paper first. He turned to see Zong Wuqing, revealing two canine teeth, and asked with a smile, “Do you want me to help you draw lots?”

Everyone else had an uncontrollable urge to laugh when they heard this, including the five people guarding the containers.

Zong Wuqing looked at him with a smile. Two seconds later, he nodded, which made their mouths fall open. How would he actually agree with him?

Feng Xi immediately turned around, but he didn’t take the paper from the container he had chosen. Instead, he ran to another container and pulled out one piece of paper from it. Then he ran to Zong Wuqing and handed the paper to him, “See if it’s the same number as mine?”

“What is your number?” Zong Wuqing opened the paper and saw the number written on it. Then he unfolded the paper and showed it to Feng Xi.

“Hey, yours is No. 25, different from mine. Mine is No. 1.” Seeing that the number was different from his, it immediately brought a wide smile to Feng Xi’s face and laughter to his eyes. What he wanted was just different numbers. In that case, it would be interesting.

“You look very happy!” Zong Wuqing felt that he was unusually happy.

“Of course I’m happy. We don’t have to fight with each other anymore,” Feng Xi said as he turned back.

“Really? Did you forget that the winners of each ring could be two teams? Even if we were on the same ring, we could work together, but I don’t think you have such a plan. Then do you have another plan that you can’t be on the same ring as us?” Zong Wuqing habitually thought about the way Feng Xi did. Based on his understanding of Feng Xi, there must be an inside story.

“You will know it by then!” Feng Xi laughed, not going to confess to him.

“I’m looking forward to your surprising actions, but don’t look down on the teams participating in the competition!” Seeing that he was unwilling to tell him about it, Zong Wuqing smiled and didn’t ask again, but he still hoped that Feng Xi would not mess around.

After drawing lots, what they would do next was to enter the rings. The three elders let all the contestants walk onto the rings according to the numbers they had drawn. Apart from Ring No.30, which had 120 contestants, each of the other rings would hold 25 participants. The ring itself was huge, so it wouldn’t be crowded to accommodate more than one hundred people.

Feng Xi, Ming Qingyu, Feng Ling, Lord Carendra and Mo Feihan all stepped onto the Ring No.1. Apart from Feng Xi and Feng Ling, the other three were super handsome men. Their cold and beautiful faces attracted the attention of many people, most of whom were female. They kept screaming excitedly, which made Feng Xi speechless.

“Little Ling, they look down on you,” Feng Xi said to incite Feng Ling who was emotionless.

Looking at Feng Ling’s face, Feng Xi felt as if he saw the second Uncle White. His facial expression changed less and less. He didn’t want Feng Ling to become the second Uncle White, which was too boring. In his opinion, just one expressionless person like Uncle White was enough.

Feng Ling wasn’t swayed by his words, “They look down on you too.”

Feng Xi pouted and said, “Little Ling, has anyone told you that you are more and more like Uncle White?”

Feng Ling’s expression stiffened and didn’t say anything.

Feng Xi squinted with satisfaction at the moment. ‘Very good. He finally has a different look on his face.’

The other three people looked sideways at other places, completely ignoring them. Feng Xi was obviously unhappy now. If they stepped on Feng Xi’s landmine in his heart, they might be the next ones to be tricked by him, so it was better to ignore him and not sympathize with Feng Ling.

Many unfriendly eyes were on the five of them as they entered the ring.

Feng Xi’s identity was already clear in front of everyone. As the future Queen of the Netherworld, no matter what happened, he could not be too bad, so everyone had consciously treated him as a powerhouse. As for Mo Feihan, he was the future heir of the Demon World, which was nominally like this. However, in reality, he had already begun to control the Demon World, especially the big and small battles with the Heaven World over the years. His fame spread throughout the Three Worlds and was a powerhouse in the truest sense of the word.

As for the other three, the audience didn’t know them, but the ones who could partner with Feng Xi and Mo Feihan definitely couldn’t be worse, so everyone regarded them as their biggest enemies.

Just as they were talking in hushed whispers, a person in charge of Ring No.1 walked up and announced with a regimented cold voice, “Next, we have to test everyone’s age first. If we find out who is older than the age set by the competition, then we will immediately disqualify him and his team. Please come here and line up now.”

There was a long table under the ring. There were ten fist-sized green crystals placed on the long table. They were specially prepared by the God Demon Tower for the competition. As long as one stood in front of the green crystal, the green crystal would judge by the soul wavelength of the contestants, and then show the age.

Although Feng Xi often stayed in the Small World, time in the Small World did not affect the soul wavelength. The main reason was that King of the Netherworld’s Small World had not been synchronized with the Three Worlds, which was called independence, and the Small World would change with King of the Netherworld himself. Therefore, Feng Xi’s age was calculated according to the time of the Three Worlds. But the time when Feng Xi was in the Degenerate God Ravine was different from that of the Small World. The Degenerate God Ravine could be regarded as part of the Three Worlds. The time there was slower, but it would not affect the wavelength of the soul. Therefore, when Feng Xi stayed in the Degenerate God Ravine, his age only increased one month, which meant that he was 36 years old now.

Feng Xi, who was 36 years old, was the youngest among all the contestants. Zhan Ling, who was younger than him, was now dozens of years older than him.

Therefore, when the number was displayed, all the viewers who were watching Ring No.1 could not help but let out a loud cry.

Feng Xi’s age broke the record of the competition in the past, but some people felt strange about his age. Feng Xi had appeared 100 years ago but he was only 36 years old now. They didn’t know about the existence of the Degenerate God Ravine, so they found it unbelievable.

After that, the others also got tested, and the most eye-catching one was still Feng Xi’s team, because the five of them were all under the age of 200, and the ages of them were even less than 1,000 years in total. This result was particularly dramatic, because the competition was just open to people under the age of 1,000.

After everyone finished the test, they didn’t find any participants who had forged their ages. The elder asked them to return to the ring and announce the start of the competition.

At the start of the match, Mo Feihan took Feng Xi and the four of them to the corner of the ring. Only then could they clearly see the others and so as not to be under attack from all directions.

“I didn’t expect us to be quite lucky. We didn’t encounter any particularly powerful team,” Mo Feihan stood in the corner with his arms crossed over his chest and looked at more than 100 people on the ring. He smiled leisurely. He clearly came to practice himself, but in the end, he even said that he was lucky, so that people couldn’t figure out what he was going to do.

“If we don’t make a move, our scores will be lost,” Lord Carendra said coldly. In his eyes, the other contestants were all points.

“That’s right, but there are so many people. There must be a strategy. Otherwise, it will be easy for others to attack us,” Ming Qingyu said, rubbing his jaw.

“Who has a good suggestion?” Feng Ling asked.

“I think it is not the time to discuss tactics,” Feng Xi, who was squatting in the corner, suddenly said.

The four people looked at the contestants who were gradually stepping towards them and looking at them with unfriendly eyes. They didn’t have to ask them that they already knew why those people got closer to them. It seemed that the others were treating them as strong opponents, so they planned to worked together to beat them off the ring first. However, what made the five of them feel strange was who was so clever to organize everyone to deal with them first.

“It looks like tactics are useless. We can only use our fist to tell them the answer, but how about have a competition first?” Mo Feihan looked at the unfriendly contestants and it really got his adrenalin pumping. He had not fought with so many people for a long time.

“This idea is good. As for whoever kicks down the most opponents, I will give him five jars of good wine,” Feng Xi jumped up and agreed.

“What about you?” The four of them asked Feng Xi.

“I’ll be a referee!” Feng Xi said rightfully.

Everyone was immediately disdainful of him.

Mo Feihan was the first to rush out. He was so fast that the contestant closest to him didn’t expect him to suddenly rush over, so the contestant was immediately kicked out of the ring. When that contestant fell under the ring, he was still stunned and didn’t react at all. Mo Feihan was very interested in Feng Xi’s wine and he was also very good at fighting, so he worked very hard. In just a quarter of an hour, five people were immediately thrown from the ring by him. The highest cultivation level among them was even a few stars lower than that of Mo Feihan, so none of them could hold a candle to him.

Ming Qingyu, Lord Carendra and Feng Ling were not willing to lag behind and everyone was doing his stuff. Originally the four of them were the best of the younger generation, so it was easy for them to deal with the contestants on the ring except for some troublesome ones whom they had beaten for a while to kick them down from the ring.

Those people finally knew that Ming Qingyu and the rest were not some easy to defeat, so they didn’t dare to step forward and fight with them. All of them tried their best to dodge, but unfortunately, a few of them ran in Feng Xi’s direction.