Wo Chi Xi Hong Shi

Chapter 43 Jingming of the Human Race

Chapter 853 The Main Competition Begins

"In three days, this year's Ten Thousand Races Competition will officially begin." The golden intelligent machine continued, "The detailed requirements for the main competition will be announced to everyone through the information network."

After saying that, an invisible force enveloped every powerhouse, including Xu Jingming, and teleported them all away.

Fifteen minutes later.

Xu Jingming leisurely strolled back to his manor residence.

His father, Jing Yulong, was still lying on the sofa watching a light screen program. Yuan Yu was also engrossed in watching, while Little Jiu was fast asleep in the crib beside them.

"You're back so soon?" his mother, Yuan Yu, asked in surprise.

"Back for lunch," Xu Jingming said with a smile.

"Jingming, the schedule for the Ten Thousand Races Competition will be announced tonight, and ticket grabbing will start tomorrow night," Jing Yulong said. "We have dozens of people here this time, so grabbing tickets is a big problem. There are only 100 million tickets, but nearly 100,000 races are competing for them. We may not be able to buy enough."

Yuan Yu added from the side, "Only those within World Center City can grab tickets online. But at that time, many people who aren't going to watch the games in person will also grab them. As long as you get your hands on them, you can make money by reselling them."

"It's too difficult for us to grab dozens of tickets together," Jing Yulong said with a headache. "If there's really no other way, we'll have to sit separately in the stands."

"Grabbing tickets is a problem," Xu Jingming nodded.

"We're still alright; it's even harder for those larger races," Yuan Yu said. "Some large dragon races are hundreds of meters long, and the mountain demon race is generally over fifty meters tall! There are only a thousand viewing boxes suitable for them. There are various branches of the dragon race, as well as many large-sized races... it's not easy to get even one ticket."

Jing Yulong said, "I heard that the main competition participants have separate boxes to rest in. The relatives and friends of the main competition participants can also be in those boxes."

"That's a benefit only for the main competition participants. We can only envy them," Yuan Yu said as she saw Little Jiu waking up and immediately went to coax the child.

...

Inside a small building in World Center City.

A small, thin gray elf sat in front of the window, watching the night descend on World Center City.

"Gray elves are considered weak among the various branches of the elf race, generally between 60 centimeters and 1 meter tall." The gray elf powerhouse said silently, "The first three hundred years after descending are a period of complete hibernation in my plan, with only one goal... to survive."

"So, twenty years after descending, I came to the safest World Center City and have lived here ever since."

"Everything that happened later was as I expected! Powerful races' cosmic lifeforms began to attack weaker races, forcing the weaker races to flee everywhere. Some fled to World Center City, and some fled underground," the gray elf thought.

"World Center City has a high population density, and the rules are strict, so there's no way to practice freely. The dark and narrow underground is also not a place to practice to the fullest," the gray elf was helpless.

After all, as one's strength increases, a true explosion of power could annihilate the surrounding dozens of miles.

Even if he restrained himself while practicing body refinement, the aura of just his 'breathing' could destroy the surrounding few miles!

"Here, it's safe, but there's no way to fully unleash my body refinement techniques, let alone practice combat techniques," the gray elf thought. "In this preliminary round, my strength was only at level 45. When I jumped to the main competition venue, I was in the last tens of thousands."

Because of his small size, his speed when he jumped and flew was faster than that of the previous champion, Kobermaha of the Giant God race.

"The attacks are rare now," the gray elf thought. "It's time for me to go out and cultivate with all my strength."

In World Center City, he had never dared to unleash his full power even once! Because even the aftershock of his fist hitting the ground would affect the surrounding mile or two. World Center City would immediately arrest him and might even permanently strip him of his competition qualifications.

...

"How could I possibly fight those monsters? After all, I'm just a natural nascent realm. I should just enjoy life in the Ten Thousand Races World."

"Falling behind for three hundred years doesn't mean I'll still be behind in a few thousand years. I still have enough time."

"As a powerful race, we were surpassed by a group of weak races in the first competition. How can we compete later?"

The eliminated preliminary round contestants had different mindsets.

Some still had firm beliefs, some were anxious, and some gave up completely.

The competition among more than 5 million cosmic lifeforms was too intense! These cosmic lifeforms also had high thinking speeds. After some data calculations, it was easy to calculate their probability of winning first place in the Ten Thousand Races Competition.

******

The night in World Center City was bustling and dazzling. Countless lives in the Ten Thousand Races World focused their attention here. There were a large number of programs broadcasting 'World Center City' every moment.

"The schedule is out."

"The schedule for the official competition has been released, and the 300 main competition participants have also been announced."

World Center City instantly boiled over. Countless races in the Ten Thousand Races World were also looking forward to seeing the schedule and the list of main competition participants. They all hoped that there would be someone of the same race on the list, which would be the pride of the entire race!

"Hmm?"

"Day 1 of the competition, Round 1, Match 59: Bardi God (Mountain Demon Race) vs. Jing Ming (Human Race)!"

"There's a human, there's actually a human in the main competition participants!"

Countless citizens of the Human Race's Seven Nations were also paying attention to the Ten Thousand Races Competition. They were casually learning about the schedule! But a human contestant appeared in the schedule, causing countless citizens of the entire Human Race's Seven Nations to be stunned at first, and then the entire Seven Nations fell into wild celebration.

"After a lapse of 158,000 years, our human race has a new powerhouse on the stage of the Ten Thousand Races Competition."

"In this era, there are clouds of powerhouses in the entire world, and their strength far exceeds that of previous competitions. The significance of this competition will also far exceed that of other competitions. Our human race actually has a powerhouse who can reach the stage."

"Jing Ming, the patriarch of the Jing family in Dongyun Nation, was weak in his youth, but later dropped out of school to focus on martial arts, and has since made rapid progress. He has been traveling and cultivating around the world for the past two hundred years." Soon, the information of Jing Ming of the Human Race was dug out on the internet.

"Dongyun Nation, Jing Ming."

"Our Dongyun Nation is amazing."

"It is said that the powerhouses of today are very terrifying. I wonder how powerful Jing Ming is now."

"His opponent is 'Bardi God' of the Mountain Demon Race, who is 65 meters tall, simply a small mountain."

The Human Race's Seven Nations were in a frenzy. They were constantly searching for all kinds of information about Jing Ming, searching for information about his opponents, and speculating whether this match could be won.

...

World Center City, Jing Family.

"Huh?"

Jing Yulong, Yuan Yu, a group of younger siblings, a group of guards and servants, including old assistant Ni Yun, were all in shock as they looked at the schedule list displayed on the light screen.

"Son." Jing Yulong couldn't help but say, "This, this published schedule, Jing Ming of the Human Race, is that you?"

"Brother, is that you?" Youngest Sixth Brother widened his eyes.

"In the entire Human Race's Seven Nations, besides the boss, what other powerful martial artist is named Jing Ming?" Ni Yun muttered to herself.

Under everyone's gaze, Xu Jingming went upstairs with a bottle of drink in his hand, "Yes, that's me! So you don't need to grab tickets anymore, the official participants have boxes."

"Brother, don't go, explain it clearly."

"Brother."

The younger siblings were excited and pounced over one by one.

Xu Jingming turned around helplessly, "Didn't I admit it? That's me! Alright, I'm going to cultivate. During the main competition, I'll have to fight against a powerhouse from the Mountain Demon Race."

"Don't disturb your big brother's rest," Jing Yulong immediately scolded the group of children.

Xu Jingming immediately went upstairs to his room.

The living room was in an uproar as Jing Yulong, Yuan Yu, and a group of younger siblings excitedly discussed.

"I knew my brother could create such a powerful body refinement technique. He must be very powerful."

"My brother has been traveling for more than two hundred years. He must have been cultivating wholeheartedly."

"Yes, the patriarch of the Jing family doesn't enjoy life, but wanders alone outside to cultivate. No wonder Big Brother has such strength."

"How strong is Big Brother exactly?"

"Don't know."

"I saw some videos, some terrifying powerhouses, destroying the surrounding few miles with a single punch. Is Big Brother as powerful as them?"

"Sixth Brother, what's a main competition participant? The 300 main competition participants of the Ten Thousand Races Competition are the 300 most powerful experts in the world today."

They chatted excitedly.

******

Amidst the anticipation of countless lives, the day of the official start of the Ten Thousand Races Competition finally arrived.

Xu Jingming also brought dozens of members of the Jing family to the entrance venue.

"Contestant Jing Ming, welcome. I will send everyone directly to the contestant box." A black intelligent machine greeted them separately, "Do you have any other friends who want to come together?"

"No more," Xu Jingming shook his head.

Ying, Feng Ke, and Yu Yangwei had already purchased tickets. They did not need to gather with the Jing family.

"Okay." The black intelligent machine nodded with a smile, and then electromagnetic light enveloped the Jing family, including Xu Jingming.

Whoosh!

The group of people was directly teleported away.

Xu Jingming and the others appeared out of thin air in a large box. The box was fifty meters wide, and the top was open.

"The box is so big."

"Wow."

"The arena is so big." The younger siblings looked left and right excitedly. They also saw a majestic demon dragon coiled in the next box. The demon dragon was too big. Even when coiled, it was more than thirty meters high. The demon dragon looked at Xu Jingming's box, and their eyes met. Both sides recognized each other. They were both among the 300 strongest contestants in the main competition.

"For a weak race to be in the top 300 in the first competition, he must be much stronger than me outside," the demon dragon thought.

The demon dragon watched solemnly, but it frightened the younger siblings, bodyguards, and servants.

"Wow." Baby Little Jiu cried even more.

The demon dragon reluctantly turned its upper body slightly, facing the other side.

"Don't panic. The laws of World Center City are strict and very safe," Xu Jingming comforted everyone.

"Brother, another big one is coming next door." Third Sister was also nervous.

Xu Jingming turned to look.

In the box on the other side was a huge bird with its wings retracted, no less than the demon dragon in size.

"Of the 300 main competition participants, only 9 are from weak races." Xu Jingming explained to his younger siblings, "The rest are all powerful races. Some of these powerful races are only ten meters tall, while the larger ones are nearly a hundred meters tall."

"Brother, you're still the best."

"Among the nine weak races, there's you, Big Brother." These younger siblings were quite proud.

And in the countless seats in the entire arena, the audience was taking their seats.

In the front row, in a very small seat, an ant race member dressed in luxurious clothes sat there, his eyes cold and stern as he watched the arena up close, "I, Hafeng, can't participate in the first competition. I can only be an audience member. I can also watch their strength carefully."

(Resting for a day tomorrow, Tomato will resume updates the day after tomorrow)