"Disciple of Linzhou Saint Menluo Tianmen, sixth transformation spiritual embryo, Xuan-level talisman master Li Rulong!"
"A disciple of Guangzhou Holy Sect's Chaowu Tower, Ling Tian's sixth transformation, Xuanjie Formation Master Wu Tian!"
Brother Long introduced from the side.
At the same time, the handicap was opened directly.
Many monks rushed over.
Then they placed their bets.
In their opinion, Chen Xuan was at the end of his strength.
Chen Xuan looked at the two challengers, his eyes filled with light.
Talisman Master and Formation Master!
The first one to come up was Li Rulong!
Came to the arena.
Li Rulong's palms flew, and countless spiritual talismans were suspended in the air.
"You kid! Get ready."
Chen Xuandao: "What should I prepare?"
Li Rulong said: "Be prepared to fail miserably!"
Chen Xuan snorted coldly and said nothing.
Looking at each other, Li Rulong waved his palms.
Spirit talismans were suspended directly in mid-air!
Then in an instant, like a sudden rain, it blasted towards Chen Xuan.
Xuan-level mid-level talisman skill: Talisman chaos produces rain!
Chen Xuan, who was also a talisman master, felt the disturbance of the spiritual energy of the surrounding world in an instant.
But Chen Xuan didn't take it seriously.
Because he could tell at a glance that Li Rulong's magic talisman could not break his defense at all...
But when it comes to acting, you have to do the whole thing.
Otherwise, how could more monks come to the stage thinking that they can't hold on?
Chen Xuan directly pretended that he was blown away by the talisman.
In fact, he had secretly swallowed up a wisp of Li Rulong's aura and gave birth to his Dantian.
Viewed from the audience's perspective.
Chen Xuan's body was blown away by many spiritual talismans, and he was in a miserable state.
It looked extremely miserable and was about to be defeated.
But only Chen Xuan understood.
It's all just a show.
The body retreated step by step, but in fact, even the spiritual energy was not released.
Li Rulong's level of spiritual talismans... is really too low.
After a full quarter of an hour, Chen Xuan saw that Li Rulong's spiritual energy was a little weak.
Then he pretended to fight hard and shouted: "I will fight with you!"
Then the body turned into a stream of light, and the Holy Dragon Sword swept across directly!
boom!
The bodies of Chen Xuan and Li Rulong were immediately rushed away.
The monks in the audience saw Chen Xuan fighting hard, and then the two of them rolled and flew out together.
Chen Xuan's "luck" was very good and he happened to fall on the edge of the ring.
But Li Rulong was very unlucky and rolled directly under the ring.
Everyone in the audience was instantly disappointed!
Just a little!
Just a little bit, Chen Xuan will lose, and all their bets will win!
Too big!
Chen Xuan behaved like this.
Wu Tian, who was waiting behind Li Rulong, immediately became happy.
Anyone with eyesight can see it.
Then Chen Xuan couldn't hold on any longer.
Therefore, Wu Tian quickly rushed onto the ring.
"It's my turn!"
Wu Tianzhi was very proud and looked at Chen Xuan, his eyes filled with pride.
"Ha...Chen Xuan, I thought you had some abilities, but it turns out you are nothing more than that!"
He raised his palm, and arrays of formations appeared in the air.
but!
The results are obviously the same.
Still half an hour later.
Chen Xuan seemed to be "lucky" to defeat Wu Tian, and then collected a large wave of Xuan Crystals.
Immediately afterwards, Chen Xuan started his performance.
"Wang Peng! The fourth transformation of the spirit fetus! We almost won!"
"Song Qing! The fifth transformation of the spiritual fetus was just half an inch away. Chen Xuan fell outside the ring."
"Bao Yao, Chen Xuan lost just one breath away!"
"Zhuang Yuangang! I can defeat Chen Xuan in no time... Oh! It's such a pity that Chen Xuan was knocked off the ring with just one move!"
"Zhao Cao..."
"Chen Ling..."
Brother Long shouted from the side.
In the blink of an eye, more than twenty monks had been defeated by Chen Xuan.
In front of him, Xuan Jing had piled up into a hill.
On the ring, Chen Xuan was panting like an ox, and he looked extremely miserable.
It seems that any child who walks up to him can knock him down...
but.
At this time, all the monks in the audience saw the way.
"Everyone, something is wrong!"
"An hour ago, Chen Xuan was in this state, and he is still in this state now!"
"So he is completely pretending!"
"This despicable villain deceived our spiritual stone!"
The monks in the audience were talking a lot.
Chen Xuan stood on the stage and shook his head quickly, "Everyone, I'm really out of breath..."
"You young man doesn't respect martial ethics, you are obviously a fake!"
"Yes, you are indeed despicable!"
I saw more and more people scolding me.
Chen Xuan grinned and stood up directly without pretending.
He looked at all the monks in the audience.
"Next, I will finally accept the challenge of three people!"
"I won't accept anyone without you anymore. If anyone dares to provoke me in the future, don't blame me for being rude!"
"I am a guest of Purple Dragon Pagoda and a disciple of Xuantian Temple!"
Chen Xuan's tone was full of arrogance.
But it’s all true!
Today is indeed the best chance to defeat Chen Xuan in an honest and fair manner!
"I come!"
There was a sound that seemed to be the collision of steel.
A dark figure slowly appeared.
Little Brother Long exclaimed: "Iron Arhat of the Northern Territory! Master of the eighth transformation of the spiritual fetus!"
