Two Realms: I Will Become the Immortal Emperor

Chapter 62: Chapter 63: Six Continents Combat Competition, Head of the Ten Most Dangerous People

They had scouted most of the terrain in the morning, so the afternoon was spent visiting a few spots for some final explanations before concluding.

For example, how to use the terrain during combat: how to hide, how to escape, and how to set up an ambush.

Additionally, certain areas would randomly spawn Weapons, Talismans, Pills, Arrays, and other items. These were all factors that could influence the exam.

However,

Li Xiaoshuang also stated that the teachers from other schools would surely prepare targeted counter-strategies, so students needed to learn to adapt and not just rigidly stick to the plan.

As he was leaving, he reminded everyone that People’s Park would be gradually closed off to set up the exam grounds starting next Monday, so they shouldn’t come back. If they hadn’t memorized the terrain, they should exchange notes with each other or use the Map of All-Encompassing to search online and reinforce their impressions.

They could even search for past years’ competitions to get a feel for the atmosphere ahead of time.

After parting ways at the park, Chen Che went to a shopping mall to look at some Flying Swords.

Of course,

the combat competition, just like the high school entrance exams, prohibited students from bringing their own Weapons.

If it weren’t prohibited, the competition would be meaningless. They might as well just have the contestants show off their family backgrounds, compare whose resources were more profound and substantial, and then just give the prize to the one with the strongest backing.

Chen Che planned to buy one to take to Yunzhou for self-defense.

After all, the atmosphere there was a bit unpleasant.

In the end,

persuaded by a top salesman, he purchased a new competitive Flying Sword model from the Ouyi Subsidiary Company, designed to rival the Demon-Slaying Sword:

the Pure Jun Sword.

”I recommend you choose the Pure Jun Sword Plus. The Plus is 20 centimeters longer than the regular version, with a blade length of 1.4 meters. It’s powerful and heavy, better suited for close combat than the Demon-Slaying Sword.”

”Although it’s slightly more expensive than the Demon-Slaying Sword, its performance is superior in every aspect. Plus, our company has a ’trade-in’ program. If you decide to buy a new Flying Sword from our company in the future, you can trade in your old one for a discount.”

”If you purchase the Pure Jun Sword Plus, our company will also include a beautiful scabbard and seven different colored tassels. Our guests can choose a different color to wear each day depending on their mood.”

One and a half million, equivalent to three Spirit Stones.

Chen Che bought it without a moment’s hesitation. Of course, the real reason he chose the Pure Jun Sword was that the Ouyi Subsidiary Company had excellent after-sales service: unconditional returns within seven days and a three-year warranty.

”So cheap.”

Chen Che couldn’t help but sigh as he stroked the Pure Jun Sword.

If this sword were in Yunzhou, it would be worth at least three or four hundred Spirit Stones. The reason it was so cheap was, on one hand, that Low Tier items were already being mass-produced on assembly lines, and on the other hand, that the materials used were common, leading to a slight dip in quality.

However,

once Cultivation Items reached Tier Two, the price would skyrocket.

After all, the manufacturing difficulty increased accordingly.

Walking into a back alley, Chen Che happened to see an old man in his seventies and an elderly woman entering a narrow lane. He only faintly heard a request to ”turn around, my dear,” followed moments later by the faint sound of SPLASHING water and collisions.

Passing by the locksmith shop,

Wu Neng was sitting outside the shop eating fertilized duck eggs. Since Chen Che had often come to him to pick locks, the two had gotten to know each other over time. Wu Neng insisted he sit down for a bite, and they even drank several bottles of fruit wine together.

As Chen Che was leaving, Wu Neng congratulated him in advance, wishing him a good ranking in the combat competition.

”Dad, is he really good?”

the young girl at the locksmith shop asked after Chen Che left.

”This is a video a colleague of mine sent me today. His son is also in the competition.”

Wu Neng took out his phone, tapped it a few times, and pulled up a video.