"Okay! Master Zhao Xian, please come to the ring."
After Zhao Yisu came on stage, the man looked at the spirit stones in the storage bag and wrote a series of numbers behind Zhao Yisu's name tag. Now, the bets on both sides were basically even.
Wang Polu looked at the 10,000 high-grade spiritual stones that Zhao Yisu took out, and was dumbfounded: "No, you, don't you have no money?" Even if he sold some monster skins and bones before, it was still less than tens of thousands, right?
Zhao Yisu patted the silly big man on the shoulder when he passed by him: "I borrowed it."
borrow? Wang Polu couldn't understand, who would lend Zhao Yisu so much money in a place like Yanyun Prefecture where he was unfamiliar with his life?
In fact, Zhao Yisu only told half of it.
She had come out of the Treasure Pavilion before and had earned nearly 7,000 high-grade spiritual stones by selling those animal bones. Before going out in the morning, she heard that more people were chasing Yu Qingyun, so she turned around and went to Qian's shop.
The Qian family's business is so big, there are naturally several branches of theirs in Yanyun Prefecture. After Zhao Yisu came in, he borrowed three thousand high-grade spiritual stones from the Qian family's white jade, and scraped together ten thousand. This was to bet on himself to win and make a lot of money. A big one.
Someone on the side of the ring called out the votes: "Zhao Yisu, bet on Zhao Yisu, ten thousand high-grade spiritual stones!"
Everyone was in an uproar, some were funny and some were surprised, and they all looked this way.
Zhao Yisu walked onto the ring and slightly cupped his hands towards Yu Qingyun who was standing opposite him: "I was almost late, fellow Taoist Yu, I'm disrespectful."
Yu Qingyun is not tall, and his body shape is similar to Ye Kongzhou. He is a thinner type among men. But Ye Kongzhou had a handsome face, with very white skin, and his face was expressionless and indifferent when he looked at people. Yu Qingyun, on the contrary, although he is not tall, he has a mature and steady face, and his movements are calm. At first glance, he has the demeanor of the master's disciple.
Yu Qingyun: "I've admired you for a long time. Zhao Daoyou lives up to his name, he has a cheerful temperament."
When she was observing Yu Qingyun, the other person was also observing her. Everyone said that Zhao Yisu was extremely beautiful, but when Yu Qingyun took a closer look, he felt that the most profound impression she left on people was not her appearance, but her aura. He is free and easy, with unruly eyes, and a bit of a charlatanism that is rare for women.
The two parties greeted each other with greetings, and someone came over from the edge of the ring.
The Tianxing Arena is built very large, five or six times larger than ordinary arenas, and is surrounded by excellent protective barriers. According to the rules, in order to avoid lawsuits involving human lives during the arena, a sixth-grade monk will be present to sit in.
The person who walked over at this time was the sixth-grade monk sitting in charge. Zhao Yisu did not recognize him. He heard that he was a casual cultivator who was newly promoted from the fifth-grade to the sixth-grade after the establishment of the Tianxing Alliance. His name was Zhou Tiansha. He is so popular that he is also known as Kuangsha Zhenren.
Master Kuangsha had a long beard and boldly stepped onto the stage. He simply stated the rules: "When you go to the ring to compete, as long as it does not endanger life or death, you can use any tricks. The winning or losing will only stay in the ring. After the competition is over, you are not allowed to settle scores in private. I understand." ?"
Zhao Yisu and Yu Qingyun nodded at the same time.
Master Kuangsha said "Hmm" and walked to the side. He didn't know what spell he used in his hand. The entire protective formation in the arena immediately lit up, which meant that the game had begun.
"sieve--"
A howl of wind came towards him, and the powerful spiritual power distorted the air in the entire arena, making Zhao Yisu's chest feel tight.
Her steps were faster than her brain. She stepped on Windwalker and leaned back, with her back almost touching the ground. She dodged the attack at an extremely fast speed and slid to the other side of the ring. The soles of his feet touched the edge of the ring, and he kicked back to use force. He ejected again and gave Yu Qingyun a hard slap in the back!
Yu Qingyun only raised his hand gently and used his palm to dissolve the spiritual power.
The opening contest between the two sides happened in an instant. Wang Polu's shoe was stepped on by someone behind him, and just as he glanced down, roars could be heard from all sides: "Okay! Good fight!"
——"Beautiful, evenly matched!"
Wang Polu looked around blankly: "What happened? Why didn't I see it?"
Fortunately, there were spectators nearby who started discussing enthusiastically: "Isn't Yu Qingyun famous for his stability? This is the first time I have seen him take the initiative to attack in the ring, and he did it so fast and cruelly! It would be completely impossible for an ordinary fourth-grade monk to do so. reaction, but Zhao Yisu not only dodged it, but also raised his hand to fight back. This ability to respond is already better than most fourth-grade monks!"
"She has wind on her feet. I heard that it is a magical flying weapon. Today I saw it and it is indeed well-deserved. Yu Qingyun chose to start the battle immediately because he must have high regard for Zhao Yisu's ability."
"Yes, but I see that Zhao Yisu's counterattack was easily resolved by Yu Qingyun. Yu Qingyun has a greater chance of winning this match."
The two people in the ring couldn't hear the discussions outside, but there was some horror in each other's eyes.
Needless to say, Zhao Yisu had studied Yu Qingyun's fighting style in advance, but he didn't expect that he would change his past and take the initiative to attack at the beginning of the game. Did he want to take revenge on himself for being defeated by Jiang Yunchen?
She definitely couldn't hide as easily as outsiders watched. If Windwalker hadn't been fast enough, she would have been shot to pieces with this move! Yu Qingyun's cultivation in the middle stage of fifth grade was so solid that it far exceeded Zhao Yisu's imagination.
She had previously fought against fifth-grade evil cultivators, or against sixth-grade monsters, with Jiang Yunchen or other comrades around her. This welcome move had woken her up. Now she was actually fighting alone, so she had to be extremely cautious.
On Yu Qingyun's side, the hand that had resolved the move was slightly clenched. There was a tingling sensation in his palm. Others couldn't see it, but he felt it. It was the power of thunder.
Yu Qingyun has wind spiritual roots, and both wind and thunder have mutated spiritual roots. The techniques he can use are different from the mainstream methods. This is why monks with mutated spiritual roots are more difficult to deal with. But isn’t Zhao Yisu a fire spirit root? How could there be thunder in spiritual power?
The opening battle between the two sides happened in an instant and ended in an instant. Now the two men each occupied one side of the ring, and neither took the initiative for a moment.
The sixth-grade Kuangsha master who was guarding the arena narrowed his eyes slightly and said to himself - today's game is quite interesting.
Beside the ring, Zuoqiu leaned on the pillar and raised his eyelids in boredom. He was not curious about Zhao Yisu's skills. What he was interested in was when she would take out those talismans. He knew that this girl was greedy for money, so he deliberately bet on Yu Qingyun. In this way, Zhao Yisu would definitely spend a lot of money in order to win the bet from the other side. If her life was taken in the ring, she would have to fight to the death to win back all the money.
The next moment, Zhao Yisu moved.
The fierce fire pushed out from her palm and suddenly formed a wall of fire, pressing towards Yu Qingyun! When the fire approached Yu Qingyun, it immediately surged several times, and the arrogant tongue of flames directly licked the barrier beside the ring, as if it was going to devour the heaven and earth. The spectators who were close could not help but retreat, but Master Kuangsha was originally motionless and quickly raised his hand to strengthen the barrier.
That's right, the fire was so strong that it almost burned a hole in the barrier!
