Supreme Son-in-law

C663 663 Zhao Wei's Ambition



C663 663 Zhao Wei's Ambition

1The North Region is full of stars.    

    

Looking around, all of them were Half-step Chaos warriors. There were so many of them that were infinitely close to the chaos. There were even many Chaos Stage Great Generals among them.    

    

These Great Generals basically came from the noble families.    

    

Or, they were directly controlled by the Royal Offspring.    

    

There were actually tens of thousands of them.    

    

The Northern Region was considered the poorest of the five regions.    

    

What about the other regions?    

    

Wouldn't there be even more regions?    

    

Zhao Wey was also extremely excited. If it wasn't for Chen Yang, he definitely wouldn't be qualified to participate in such a grand competition.    

    

Along the way, many direct descendants of the royal family came forward to chat.    

    

This was something that he didn't even dare to think about in the past.    

    

There were also many noble and wealthy families. There were even a few wealthy families that were famous in the northern region, asking Zhao Wey if he was married.    

    

The meaning was too obvious.    

    

Zhao Wey, who had Chen Yang, was also very angry. What was a noble? Even if he wanted to marry, he had to marry the daughter of a duke!    

    

However, it would be difficult for Lee Kui to stand out this time.    

    

If he could be ranked in the top 1,000, he would have the chance to participate in the finals!    

    

"General Lee, don't give yourself too much pressure. Just try your best."    

    

Chen Yang being able to reach this step had already given him a huge surprise.    

    

Pressure?    

    

Chen Yang had never felt any pressure!    

    

He smiled, "Don't worry, leave it to me!"    

    

Zhao Wey nodded. Although Chen Yang was a bit overbearing, he was still quite easy to talk to.    

    

Soon, the Sector Championship began.    

    

The tens of thousands of arenas began the match at the same time.    

    

The royal family and the wealthy aristocratic family families sat on the most precious seats. The second rank were those prestigious families of fame, and the last one was those wealthy families.    

    

Many people even pulled their daughters over and directly recommended themselves.    

    

The incomparably strict hierarchy was the best way to become a person above others.    

    

Even if it was giving their daughters to these aristocrats as concubines, they would still be willing to endure it.    

    

Even if they were to look at their wives, they would still happily send them out.    

    

Although Zhao Wey's reputation was not bad, it was considered to be lowly among the Philtrums.    

    

Looking at Chen Yang on the arena, he used his axe to finish off the enemy once again.    

    

While feeling excited in his heart, he also secretly heaved a sigh of relief, "Fortunately, the opponent isn't too strong, he's only a Half-step Chaos."    

    

"As long as there are ten rounds, I'll be able to get close to ten thousand people in ten rounds!"    

    

The higher Chen Yang's ranking was, the more capital he had, and the higher the chances of him succeeding in the fight for the throne.    

    

The second opponent was infinitely close to Chaos, and Chen Yang knocked him down with his axe.    

    

The third opponent was infinitely close to Hun Dun, and Chen Yang struck him down with his axe.    

    

The fourth opponent... was soon the eighth opponent.    

    

This time, Chen Yang's luck wasn't that good. His opponent was a true Chaos Stage warrior.    

    

Zhao Wey's heart instantly tensed up.    

    

He knew this Bald Head, he was a follower of a young duke.    

    

He was very powerful.    

    

"Can we win?"    

    

Zhao Wey was not confident either. However, when he saw Chen Yang standing there with a calm expression as if he was the God of the Sea, his nervous mood eased up a lot.    

    

Chen Yang looked at his opponent. After fighting with his opponent for a while, he showed that he was struggling. Then, taking advantage of his surprise, he kicked his opponent off the arena.    

    

Zhao Wey jumped up in excitement. He had won! He had actually won!    

    

"General Lee, you are really too strong!"    

    

Zhao Wey quickly walked up to him.    

    

"Not bad, the opponent is not bad either!"    

    

In the following battle, the strength that Chen Yang displayed made Zhao Wey tremble.    

    

Every battle was intense, but he could always win at the critical moment.    

    

"Finally, I have successfully advanced to the eleventh round."    

    

Zhao Wey let out a long breath. This also meant that Chen Yang had successfully entered the top ten thousand in the Great Region.    

    

"Thank you, General Lee!"    

    

Zhao Wey gave a long bow.    

    

Chen Yang waved his hand. "No need to do that. Your status will benefit me as well!"    

    

He was right. The higher Zhao Wey's status was, the more powerful this shield would be.    

    

Zhao Wey was also used to his opponent's quick words.    

    

He had seen a lot of people who were full of schemes. When he looked at Chen Yang, he found that the other party was brave and brave, and treated people sincerely. No matter how he looked at Chen Yang, he found him pleasing to the eye.    

    

He rested for a day. The next day, the eleventh round of the competition began!    

    

Chen Yang's opponent was also an Early Primal Chaotic King Warrior, and his background wasn't small either. Behind him was a direct descendant of the royal family.    

    

The so-called direct descendant of the royal family was the bloodline of the Ten Kings.    

    

Although he didn't know how many generations of disciple it was, whether it was in terms of status or identity, it wasn't something a branch of the disciple could compare with.    

    

There was once someone who joked that the direct descendants of the royal family were comparable to the auxiliary dukes!    

    

Even though it was a joke, he said that the subsidiary sects' disciples were sad.    

    

"My family's prince admires you, following Zhao Wey is truly a bright pearl covered in dust. If you admit defeat, I'll bring you to see the prince and guarantee your future."    

    

The burly man said.    

    

Chen Yang furrowed his brows, "What the hell are you thinking about?"    

    

"What did you say?"    

    

"If you want to fight, then fight. You talk too much nonsense."    

    

Chen Yang exerted force under his feet and chopped down with his axe.    

    

"Clangclangclangclang!"    

    

In the blink of an eye, they had exchanged hundreds of blows.    

    

"Since you don't know what's good for you, then don't blame me."    

    

Bang!    

    

Just as he finished speaking, his entire body flew backwards.    

    

Chen Yang clapped his hands, "Trash is trash. You still want me to admit defeat?"    

    

The Crown Prince's expression changed dramatically, and he couldn't believe his eyes.    

    

His opponent had been sent flying off the arena with a single punch.    

    

Zhao Wey was extremely excited. He had won, he had won again!    

    

He really did not know where Chen Yang's limit was.    

    

Although this prince's combat strength hadn't reached the Mid Chaos realm yet, he was already very close to it.    

    

The cultivation was like ascending to the heavens, one step at a time.    

    

When the prince heard his warrior's words, even though he was furious, he didn't dare to make a move during the competition.    

    

This was a taboo.    

    

"Hmph, you ungrateful thing! There are still a few more rounds of competitions after this, let's see how he's going to fight!"    

    

He had already made up his mind to teach Chen Yang a lesson.    

    

Although he couldn't do it himself, he had plenty of ways to teach Chen Yang a lesson.    

    

After the 11th round of the morning competition ended, the 12th round of the afternoon competition began.    

    

This time, the cultivation that Chen Yang was fighting against was a Mid Chaos cultivation!    

    

An Early Chaos Warrior was already very strong. A Mid Chaos warrior was naturally stronger.    

    

Looking at his opponent, Chen Yang had a strange expression on his face. Fighting with these people... He always felt that these people were really weak and laughable.    

    

He felt that even if he was a Great Heavenly Sovereign, he would still be able to defeat them.    

    

"I understand now. There are differences between the strong and the weak even in the Chaos Realm."    

    

Chen Yang subconsciously used himself as the standard for Stage warriors.    

    

To be honest, Chen Yang was absolutely invincible in the same realm as Stage.    

    

He was afraid that these so-called Mid Chaotic Realms were forcefully upgraded as well.    

    

However, this man's Qi wasn't bad. He was one of the more powerful Chaos Stage experts.    

    

However, he wasn't that powerful either.    

    

Without a word, the two of them started fighting on the stage.    

    

The opponent was using the Lunar Staff, and it was dancing with the might of tigers and tigers. However, it didn't have the power to split the sky and earth. It was truly a waste for a Chaos Stage, a high level Stage, to be blinded by it.    

    

It was truly not even comparable to a Great Heavenly Sovereign!     3

    

At least a Great Heavenly Sovereign could open up a universe.    

    

Chen Yang didn't even have the mood to put on a show.    

    

After seeing through a flaw in the opponent's attack, Chen Yang kicked his leg on the opponent's waist, then he turned into a shooting star and flew away.    

    

"He won. General Lee won again. Did you see that?"    

    

Zhao Wey jumped up in excitement. He had entered the top 5,000. As long as he could last two rounds, he would be able to advance successfully.    

    

Once he entered the finals, his position as a duke would be secured.    

    

"Congratulations, prince!"    

    

The two old eunuchs beside him hurriedly congratulated him.    

    

When Chen Yang entered the eleventh round of the competition, when the branch sect elders found out about this, they immediately mentioned him as the Crown Prince.    

    

Although he couldn't compare to the direct descendants of the Ten Princes, at the very least, it sounded like they were at the same level.    

    

In the future, he wouldn't need to lower his head.    

    

All of this was brought about by Chen Yang.    

    

"En, I'm happy today, I'll reward you!"    

    

The two old eunuchs immediately expressed their gratitude.    

    

In the thirteenth round of the competition, Chen Yang met a Mid Chaos Warrior. This one was even stronger than the previous one by two.    

    

This time, Chen Yang defeated his opponent with a thousand moves!    

    

The fourteenth round of the competition, a Mid Chaotic Warrior. There was nothing much to look forward to.    

    

However, his unstoppable momentum had made Zhao Wey extremely excited.    

    

"I'm in! I can enter the finals now!"    

    

Zhao Wey found it hard to control himself. The two old eunuchs were so happy that they couldn't close their mouths. They thought that they were here to retire, but who knew that Zhao Wey had such a fierce subordinate?    

    

If they could enter the final and obtain a good ranking in the final, it would be hard to estimate how much support they would give Zhao Wey.    

    

Even if it was a duke, it was not impossible!    

    

Once Zhao Wey became a duke, they would be rich.    

    

"General Lee, why don't we not compete in the following matches and keep the Forbidden Finals!"    

    

Zhao Wey said in a negotiating tone.    

    

"Compete? Why not? The Chaos Origin Essence is of great use to me!"    

    

Chen Yang waved his hand and said in an unquestionable manner. "There is no need to discuss this matter. I have my own decision. Even if I lose, it will not be a big deal. It will only be better for you and me to welcome you!"    

    

Zhao Wey nodded when he heard that. He did not insist too much. There was a rule in the competition that only injuries and not death could be allowed.    

    

The two old eunuchs at the side looked at each other and smiled bitterly. Who exactly was the prince? However, they were no longer surprised by it.    

    

As for the prince who wanted to take revenge on Chen Yang, he had given up long ago.    

    

After entering the fifteenth round of the competition, this man had already entered the eyes of some big shots.    

    

He was just a prince.    

    

There were countless direct descendants of the Ten Princes. He was just one of them.    

    

"Forget it, I admit defeat!"    

    

Chen Yang also received olive branches from all sides.    

    

Although it did not look good to pry into the wall, the key was to pry someone over.    

    

There were quite a number of people who did this kind of thing. They would never find it too much to do with king level generals.    

    

The true deciding factor was still the king level generals!    

    

Whether it was the king battle nine hundred years later or the emperor battle nine thousand nine hundred years later, the most important thing was high level combat strength.    

    

Chen Yang refused them one by one, because he wanted no one to give them to him.    

    

Those who entered the fifteen rounds were all King ranked warriors. Each of them had high standards, and they were all the treasures of various major powers.    

    

Chen Yang's opponent this time was also a mid Primal Chaos warrior.    

    

The opponent's strength was not bad, and he could barely make it. After playing with him for a while, Chen Yang was sent flying by the axe!    

    

"He has entered the top 500!"    

    

Zhao Wey was incomparably shocked. A few months ago, he had just successfully stepped into the Primal Chaos and challenged someone who was a higher level than him. Just how deep was his foundation?    

    

He once again recalled what Chen Yang had done in the Half-step Chaos. When facing someone who was at the same Stage as him, he would always use his axe to attack them.    

    

"Undefeatable in the same Stage!"    

    

Five words kept flashing across Zhao Wey's mind.    

    

If that was really the case, that would be great.    

    

Perhaps there was hope for the finals!    

    

At this moment, he could already see the moment when he sat on the throne of the duke!    

    

If Chen Yang were to grow up in the future, he might even be able to push him forward. Above the duke was the prince, infinitely close to the ten sect kings!    

    

At this moment, his heart was burning with passion.    

    


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