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Chapter 1802: The Disheveled Man

The star system main competition was about to begin. More and more martial artists flooded into the Shang Yuan Realm’s main city—both famous veteran powerhouses and young, spirited rising stars. One could say masters were everywhere.

Jun Changxiao had nothing to do, so he took Hua Meigui to tour the prosperous districts, experiencing different local customs and culture.

Li Qingyang, Xiao Zuiji and the others temporarily stayed at the inn, spending most of their time resting. After all, having rushed here from afar, they needed to raise their condition to optimal before the competition started.

“Sigh.”

He Wudi lay on the bed looking at the ceiling, his expression somewhat conflicted.

He wanted to keep a low profile.

But the sect master insisted he go high profile.

If not for recognizing the Eternal Sect, He Wudi would never participate in this kind of large-scale event that attracted attention.

“Forget it, forget it.”

After some consideration, he sat up on the bed, rubbed his face with both hands, and said with a serious expression, “The sect master has treated me well. I can only do my utmost.”

He Wudi had already decided to seriously commit to the main competition.

However, he was still considering whether to continue the path he took in the preliminaries.

“No.”

“In the competition three years ago, I stumbled and fumbled my way through, which instead made me the focus of the arena. This main competition, I must control the degree properly.”

When participating in the preliminaries, He Wudi had been deliberately suppressing his cultivation, winning with difficulty and fortune each time, which instead aroused the audience’s curiosity.

His acting was impeccable.

Even Gu Tianxing didn’t see through it.

But He Wudi’s original intention was to see himself as the most ordinary existence among all living beings. The result backfired—because he performed as too lucky and repeatedly won, he became the focus of the entire venue.

In contrast.

Although Ye Xingchen swiftly defeating opponents each time was shocking, after watching three to five matches, people felt it was dull and tasteless.

Accustomed to delicacies from land and sea.

Occasionally having some pickled vegetables and radish was actually quite nice.

He Wudi realized this point, so he decided that after the main competition started, he couldn’t perform too mediocrely. Using his strength to defeat opponents appropriately wouldn’t draw everyone’s attention.

In the city.

Jun Changxiao ate a piece of local specialty stinky tofu and felt his soul was about to ascend to heaven.

Hua Meigui kept her distance from him, gently pinching her nose.

“It’s very delicious.”

Jun Changxiao brought over a portion and said, “Try some.”

Hua Meigui quickly retreated several more steps, clearly very resistant to this kind of smelly food.

“If you won’t eat it, I will.”

Jun Changxiao scarfed down another portion, thinking to himself: “If I had to choose, I’d rather eat stinky tofu every day than eat that woman’s dark cuisine!”

The two continued strolling on the bustling street. Because one was very handsome and one was very beautiful, they naturally became the focus of passersby’s attention.

“Kid.”

Suddenly, a cold shout came from the street: “Don’t you have eyes?”

Because the voice was too loud, it immediately attracted passersby’s attention, and they all turned to look.

“Let’s go.”

Jun Changxiao said, “Let’s go see the excitement.”

Hua Meigui was somewhat dazed, because her husband was actively holding her hand and walking toward the area where passersby were gathering to watch.

“You bumped into me.”

“Bullshit, I walked out of the shop, it was clearly you who bumped into me head-on!”

Jun Changxiao brought Hua Meigui through the crowd and saw outside a shop, a burly middle-aged man standing with a disheveled man who appeared rather thin and weak.

“What do you want?” the disheveled man said flatly.

“Compensation.”

The middle-aged man continued to put on a fierce appearance, clearly that kind of hot-tempered brother.

“How much?”

“One thousand spirit stones.”

“Here.”

The disheveled man waved his hand and tossed over a fist-sized spirit stone, saying, “Keep the change.”

Seeing this, passersby shook their heads: “This kid’s too timid.”

Actually, many witnesses saw that it was the middle-aged man who bumped into him head-on, even with a sense of doing it deliberately, yet the one bumped into instead actively compensated.

“…”

Holding a primordial stone worth more than a thousand spirit stones, the middle-aged man’s expression became somewhat dazed.

He didn’t expect the other party to be so straightforward. If he’d known, he would have asked for more.

“Wait!”

The middle-aged man shouted, “I said one thousand primordial stones!”

“…”

Jun Changxiao was speechless.

This guy clearly just said one thousand spirit stones, but suddenly changed his words to primordial stones—clearly extortion and blackmail.

As a colleague, Gou Sheng was very contemptuous.

The disheveled man stopped and said, “You’re being a bit greedy.”

“Enough nonsense.” The middle-aged man walked over and said, “Since you’re in the wrong, hurry up and pay…”

“Boom!”

Suddenly, his body violently shook, his head tilted forward, the anger in his eyes quickly replaced by lifeless dullness.

The disheveled man had somehow appeared in front of the middle-aged man, his right hand already piercing through the chest. He then leaned toward the other’s ear and said in a low voice, “Go demand money in hell.”

“Pfft!”

He pulled out his blood-dripping hand, ignoring the falling corpse, and turned to leave.

However, before leaving, he looked at Jun Changxiao and said, “Your movements were quite fast.”

“Not bad.”

Gou Sheng shrugged.

He and Hua Meigui were positioned right behind the middle-aged man. The instant the other party made his move, they formed a protective barrier to avoid getting splattered with blood.

“If you’re a contestant, I’d very much like to battle you.” The disheveled man had already walked away as he spoke.

Jun Changxiao frowned.

From backing down with compensation to decisively killing, this guy was a bit unusual.

“Husband.”

Hua Meigui’s gaze was serious: “The killing intent this person revealed when he struck just now was truly too terrifying.”

“Mm.”

Killing intent could only be cultivated through endless slaughter, which meant the disheveled man must have experienced many life-and-death battles.

“This guy is very dangerous.”

Jun Changxiao had seen the Guixu Sword Saint’s granddaughter and the Dao Yuan Sect’s eldest disciple, but only gave this evaluation to this person.

“Whoosh!”

“Whoosh!”

Just then, several streams of light flew from afar, blocking the disheveled man’s path.

The leading elder shouted, “The city has clear regulations prohibiting combat. Not only have you violated the rules, you’ve also taken a life—truly unforgivable!”

“As expected, the Law Enforcement Hall has been alerted.”

“Someone died, of course they’ll come out.”

“There’s a good show to watch!”

Passersby discussed in low voices.

The disheveled man calmly revealed an object.

It was a token carved with complex patterns, like a hundred demons in chaos.

Upon seeing it, several Law Enforcement Hall powerhouses’ gazes revealed a trace of fear. The leader quickly stepped aside and ordered, “Hurry and clean up the corpse!”

“Yes!”

His subordinates began busying themselves.

The disheveled man walked straight ahead, and martial artists along the road stepped aside, like a flock of frightened birds.

“His identity is not simple.” Jun Changxiao said.

The Law Enforcement Hall powerhouses came with great momentum, but upon seeing the token, they deflated immediately. This person was not only extremely dangerous but probably had an extremely powerful backer.

“Tsk tsk.”

Gu Tianxing said, “I didn’t expect the Heavenly Demon Emperor’s adoptive son to also participate in this Universal Sacred War.”

“Heavenly Demon Emperor’s adoptive son?”

Jun Changxiao’s expression immediately became serious.

Gu Tianxing then said, “Rumor has it that the Heavenly Demon Emperor has eighty-one adoptive sons under him, and each one is an absolute genius rarely found in the world.”

“…”

Jun Changxiao said speechlessly, “Does this guy have a disease? Why adopt so many sons?”

“I think…”

The System roared, “What you should most care about is when did Uncle Gu arrive!”

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