People are in Douluo, opening up the world

Chapter 8
His actions immediately attracted countless pairs of eyes, which were called envy and hatred.

The 23rd is gone!
Being taken away by this fat man, oh my god, are you blind?
The people present have basically known Yu Chen since last night, and they know him very well.

He has done such shameless acts as sneak attack, backstab, erotic boy, etc. To let such a despicable and shameless person take a bye, everyone felt a little unbalanced.

Chen Xichuan looked strange, and glanced up and down at the fat man in front of him, did this guy's prayer really work?

Yu Chen had a bye, and her expression became extremely arrogant, almost looking at people with her nostrils.

Holding the card with the number 23 between his fingers, he passed it in front of the teeth-gritting crowd, and said with a smile, "Look, what is this?"

As soon as this coquettish operation came out, everyone's mentality exploded on the spot, and their eyes were about to burst into flames.

"Don't stop me, I'm going to go up and fight him. Damn, it's too cheap to act like a good boy."

"Fatty man, don't be too happy. Although you escaped this round of selection by chance, I'll see what you do in the next round. Just wait for the beating!"

"Your behavior is to turn on the light in the toilet, courting death, and sooner or later you will be severely beaten by the society."

"Very good, fat man, you have successfully attracted my attention, we will see you later, please don't let me touch you, or I will beat you into a pig's head."

A group of people were filled with righteous indignation, they really couldn't understand Yu Chen's actions.

After this, Chen Xichuan understood why Yuchen was chased and beaten like a street mouse last night. He was a little displeased to see such a lowly character.

"You settle down for me, go cool down, don't make trouble here, if something happens, I won't help you." He reminded at the right time.

Hearing this, Yuchen's smile froze, and she turned around and left.

Without the support of his elder brother, he didn't dare to pull.

After a small episode, the game officially began.

Because there are only three competition platforms, only three groups of teams can play at one time. Chen Xichuan is the fifth group and will have to wait until the second round.

The competition was very intense, and there were endless explosions. In order to advance, everyone no longer held back and shot with all their strength.

The guard position of Wuhundian may be very low, but the salary is really good, better than part-time jobs.

Secondly, joining the Wuhun Temple is equivalent to having a huge backer, which guarantees personal safety better than casual cultivators.

At present, the Wuhun Palace on the mainland is the veritable number one force, with unfathomable foundations, and it is not far behind the two great empires of Tiandou and Xingluo.

That's why so many people will work desperately for a place as a guard.

Chen Xichuan was watching the game off the court, and Yu Chen quietly approached and asked, "Brother, are you sure?"

He actually cared about him, but he wasn't worried about Chen Xichuan at all in his heart. He did this purely to get closer to each other.

"Why are you here again? Be careful that the people on the stage see you and deliberately throw soul skills at you,"

Chen Xichuan frowned, and moved two steps to the side, afraid that what he said would come true and he would be accidentally injured.

Yuchen is now the public enemy of all, and the people who want to beat him can't count on two hands, so they must not get too close to him.

"No way! They shouldn't dare."

Yu Chen didn't take Chen Xichuan's alarmist words seriously.

However, in the next second a huge fireball hit him head-on.

His pupils contracted suddenly, his obese body jumped high, avoided the fireball, and when he landed, he was frightened and slapped his chest.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, my hand is slippery, and the soul skill is placed crookedly."

On stage, the instigator smiled and apologized.

Yu Chen glared at the other party, moved her nose, and asked in confusion, "Why does it smell like burning?"

Chen Xichuan smiled without saying a word.

"Fuck, my ass is on fire."

Yuchen noticed something was wrong, so she sat on the ground and rubbed hard, and it took a long time to put out the fire.

There was a big hole in the back of his trousers, revealing the floral underpants.

"What the hell?" He exploded angrily, cursing endlessly.

I just had a bye to show off, is it necessary for you to target me like this?
Chen Xichuan grinned from ear to ear, "I told you not to get close, but you didn't listen, now it's all right, the flowery underpants will be seen by others."

He did not forget to make a joke.

Yu Chen blushed, covered her buttocks with her hands calmly, and ran to change clothes in a desperate manner.

After a while, the first round of competition ended, and the second round started immediately.

Chen Xichuan jumped onto the competition stage. His opponent was a level 27 soul master whose strength was at the upper-middle level among the candidates.

"Little brother, don't be too ruthless later, let's go as far as we can."

The game hadn't started yet, so they got close to each other.

He obviously knew Chen Xichuan and was deeply impressed.

He met a ruthless person who beat seven, and his heart was very bitter.

Chen Xichuan smiled, "Don't be nervous, it's just a competition, not a duel of life and death."

The person on the opposite side squeezed out a smile, and immediately summoned the martial spirit, the configuration of the spirit ring was one white and one yellow.

Generally speaking, the best soul ring combination in the soul master world is two yellows, two purples and four blacks, but this is aimed at a small number of geniuses or children of big families.

The first soul ring of ordinary people is generally white.

Seeing that his opponent had entered the battle mode, Chen Xichuan summoned the Zhuxian Sword himself, opened Sharingan, and two white spirit rings emerged, wrapping his body.

Two ten-year soul rings?

The opponent was stunned, his eyes full of disbelief.

Recalling the scenes of last night, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, and he looked at Chen Xichuan as if he was looking at a monster.

He couldn't understand that someone in the world could kill seven great soul masters of the same realm with two ten-year spirit rings and twentieth-level spirit power. This is simply a fantasy.

Can't even think about it!
"Nothing, I didn't meet a genius, but a pervert. How could I win?" He felt extremely bitter.

Chen Xichuan didn't know what his opponent was thinking, so he went straight forward holding the Zhuxian sword, and the long sword burst out with sharp sword energy, leaving shallow marks on the ground along the way.

The heart of the man on the opposite side was beating wildly, the pressure was doubled, and he had completely lost sight of the chance of winning.

"Not yet?"

Chen Xichuan whispered, and rushed forward with a stride, intending to end the game.

The man couldn't take it anymore, roared loudly, vented the pressure in his heart, closed his eyes and released the soul skills indiscriminately.

Kacha~
The sword light flashed, everything disappeared, and the Zhu Xian sword stopped within three centimeters between the man's eyebrows.

"you lose."

Chen Xichuan withdrew his sword, left three words lightly, and withdrew from the competition arena.

The man came to his senses after realizing it, his legs went limp, and he sat down on the ground, his back was wet with sweat, and tremblingly said: "It's so strong, it's too strong."

After stepping off the stage, the referee found Chen Xichuan, and said straight to the point: "You don't need to participate in the final round of selection. Congratulations, you have officially become a member of the Spirit Hall."

(End of this chapter)