The Journey Back of the Immortal Emperor

The Qing II Clan Tournament

In the Qing Clan Square, the atmosphere there was quite crowded. Many people from the Qing Clan came there to watch the course of the match.

They all started to sit on the prepared seats, while for the elders and Patriarchs of the Qing Clan. They were sitting in a towering building, there were 10 large seats and one very large seat was in the middle.

It was a seat belonging to the Clan Patriarch, Qing Wutian!!

Meanwhile, in the square field there were many Qing Clan disciples who were standing under the scorching sun. Everyone started to pull out the sweaty grains from the forehead pouring down.

They were all standing tall and none of them dared to sit down. The ten Elders had already started to arrive and started to sit on the prepared chairs. Qing Yun was also there.

Qing Yun's eyes swept across the entirety of the participants but he did not find Qing Chen among the participants of the tournament.

"Did that kid really intend to take part in the tournament?" Qing Yun thought in his heart.

Meanwhile, Qing Chen who had just arrived casually entered the crowd of participants, His arrival made a shock in everyone's hearts.

"Is this Trash really intending to play a part in the tournament, even fantasizing about getting first place, Cuih..." One of the participants who disliked Qing Chen started to mock even spit towards him.

The news of Qing Chen's statement intending to obtain first place in the Tournament was already widespread throughout the Qing Clan. Everyone laughed out loud when they found that statement. They all began to scorn Qing Chen by addressing him 'Useful Idiot' and 'Family Burden' (Your Kayak :v)

After all Qing Chen casually ignored all their ridicule like the wind then. After which, Qing Chen started scanning the strength of the other Participants with Divine Eyes.

It was one of his techniques from his previous life, He found it in an ancient tomb belonging to an Immortal who was in the Holy Immortal Realm.

The Divine Eye could clearly tell a person's cultivation level, provided that his strength was not at 2 Levels below it.

The average Qing Clan disciples who took the examination were at the Eighth Layer, there were some who had already reached the Ninth Layer, and there were only 5 people who had managed to reach the Innate Realm.

"Interesting!!.."

After waiting for a long time. The Patriarch of the Qing Clan, Qing Wutian has come. His figure was so strong and sturdy with a long beard in black. He radiated a Strong and Wise Aura.

Even though he is 70 years old, his body is really very healthy.

"Consideration for the entire participant, Since the Clan Patriarch has come. The tournament will soon begin."

"Clan Tournament was the same as last year, it was divided into 3 innings. The first round will determine the top 50, the second round will determine the Top 10, and the last Round will determine the winner."

"Only first place to fifth place will get the prize. For the Fifth Rank: getting 50 Origin Refinement Pills as well as 10,000 Gold Coins. Fourth Rank: getting 70 Origin Refinement Pills as well as 15,000 Gold Coins."

"Third Rank: getting 10 Original Innate Pills as well as 25,000 Gold Coins. Second Rank: getting 20 original Innate Pills as well as 35,000 Gold Coins."

"For the First Stage.... Obtaining 30 Origin Innate Pills, 50,000 Gold Coins, as well as getting the chance to take the Yutian Academy Examination."

The exam leader explained excitedly, The gifts he just mentioned instantly instantly instantly made everyone's blood boil.

"First place is mine..."

"First Place is mine..."

Almost all the participants said such words, how could they not be tempted. Unlike last year, the gift this time is very, very valuable. Ignoring the original 50 Innate Pills as well as 50,000 Gold Coins.

Who did not know Huang Long's academy, it was the largest and strongest academy in the entire Kiga Empire. Even Emperor We Huang himself did not dare to offend the Huang Long Academy.

Huang Long Academy was not from the Kiga Empire, they were from an unknown place from the west.

"Alright, all the participants now come and take the number.." Seeing the overreaction of the participants, the leader of the Tournament could not help but laugh in his heart.

Quickly all the participants came up to the stage and took out a wooden plate containing a number.

Qing Chen obtained the Number 43 it was in the third arena out of a total of 10 arenas there. He immediately came back and sat in the waiting area, his match would start after waiting for 2 matches to end.

Quickly the two people who were competing over the third Arena finished, this was because of the very clear difference in strength. One is in the Seventh Layer and the other is in the eighth Layer.

Two more people were called and immediately competed. They were both at the same level, namely the middle eighth layer of the Refinement Realm.

Bang out!! Bang out!!

Of the ten arenas, the first Arena was the most eye-catching, visible above the arena, two extremely strong people fighting very fiercely.

Finally because one of them ran out of Qi first was thrown out of the arena. Likewise with the two people who were in Arena three, they ended up because one of them ran out of Qi first.

The Tournament Leader immediately mentioned two numbers.

"Number 34 Vs Number 43!"

Immediately, two people walked up onto the stage. The other side looks so big with its strong muscles visible on its bare upper body.

When Qing Chen climbed the Arena, it was seen that everyone was looking towards him and there were even yells.

"Look at that, the trash was facing Qing Wu... I bet 10 Gold Coins that, that trash can't last 3 moves."

"I also bet 20 Gold Coins.."

"Me too.."

"I'm..."

.....

All irang Mai bet with his money respectively that Qing Chen would lose in just 3 moves.

Meanwhile, over the arena Qing Wu arrogantly began to sneer at Qing Chen, "Junk of the Qing Clan, you better give up immediately or I won't be polite."

"Come and show me what it is to be disrespectful!!"

"Nakedown.."

After the referee started the match, Qing Wu ferociously used her large hand to form a punch. Even with his large body it did not affect his movement speed.

"Fuck, just die!!"