"I don't know who my opponent will be..."
After stretching his muscles, Fei Ren looked thoughtful.
There are more than a dozen stages in the arena, and there are fights on almost every stage. From time to time, someone leaves the stage seriously injured, or is killed on the spot. As for the corpses, they are made by several gray-clothed people in the arena. The boy hurriedly carried him away, and the jungle law of the jungle was clearly evident here.
"Channel 10, scene six."
Looking at the iron token in his palm, Fei Ren also gathered his thoughts and then walked towards a ring not far away.
This iron token represents a personal identity in the Qingyang Arena. It also records results and matches. It can be used to exchange for vouchers for rewards. If the challenger dies in the arena, the token will also be used. It will be taken back by Qingyang Arena.
At this time, in addition to a young man in gray clothes who was in charge of refereeing, there were two Zhonghe realm warriors around the ring. They seemed to be here to fight in the ring just like Fei Ren, and they had different expressions.
"Tie!"
Suddenly, there was a roar coming from the ring, and the next moment, a young man with long hair in blue robe was punched far away from the ring. Finally, he fell heavily to the ground, spitting out a large mouthful of blood, and his face turned pale.
"Weng Quanli, defeated! Gu Yun, victorious!" On the side, the young man in gray clothes in charge of the referee glanced at the long-haired young man in blue robe who fell to the ground, and then shouted at the top of his voice. Yuanli poured into his throat and spread instantly. Throughout the entire arena, no one knew about it.
"Hey! This guy is indeed as difficult to deal with as rumored..."
As soon as he finished speaking, the long-haired young man in blue robe named Weng Quanli's face darkened and he instantly became ugly. His cultivation was at the first level of Zhonghe Realm, but he was still taken away by the opponent's ten moves without any resistance.
If he hadn't relied on Yuanli to protect his body, his end just now would not have been as simple as leaving the field with serious injuries, but he would have fallen directly onto the ring and become a corpse.
"Isn't that the eldest son of the Weng family? He actually came to Qingyang Arena to challenge in the ring?"
"Hehe, it's hard to say, maybe people are short of money..."
"Fart! Although the Weng family is only a second-rate force and its reputation is not as good as that of the Blood Knife Sect, the Xiongba Gang, the Tang Family and the Snow Mountain Sect, it is not too weak. Weng Quanli will not risk his life for such a small financial reward."
At this time, as Weng Quanli was defeated, there was a burst of lamentation and discussion from the viewing platform, and the atmosphere suddenly became heated and anxious.
"This guy is very strong, but he is still no match for me..."
Under the stage, seeing Weng Quanli being punched out of the stage, Fei Ren also raised his eyes to the center of the ring, and finally his eyes slowly fell on a strong, bare-chested red-haired young man. The red-haired young man stood up with his fists closed. , the whole body is surrounded by a strong aura of Yuanli at the same time, and has reached the second level of Zhonghe Realm.
"I'm next!"
Just as Fei Ren was deep in thought, a long laugh came from the side. The next moment, a swordsman in green clothes wearing a bamboo hat flew onto the stage. The swordsman in blue had a delicate face, his face was pale, and his hands were extremely slender. It is not like a martial arts practitioner who cultivates Yuanli.
"The fourth game, Gu Yun vs. Song Liufeng!"
Seeing the swordsman in green coming onto the stage, the boy in gray beside him consciously took a dozen steps back and shouted at the same time.
"Is this guy a boy or a girl?"
Under the stage, when he saw the swordsman in blue named Song Liufeng flying up to the stage, Fei Ren's face froze and he looked strange, because the other person's face was so beautiful that even women would be jealous of it, while Bai Jiu was delicate and delicate. , which is far different from the elders.
"Sissy, now that you're here, I won't show mercy to you. If you don't want to die, just admit defeat and get out!"
On the ring, when he saw that his opponent was a guy who was neither male nor female, the red-haired young man named Gu Yun also frowned slightly, then crossed his arms and shouted coldly.
"Gu Yun, you are too arrogant. It is not certain who will win or lose!"
Facing Gu Yun's ridicule, Song Liufeng was not angry at all. He just slowly drew out the long sword from his waist and let out a strange laugh. He was like a beautiful poisonous snake in the dense forest, which made people secretly feel chilled.
The long sword in Song Liufeng's hand was extremely sharp and shimmered with cold light. It seemed to be a rare weapon and spiritual treasure. Its grade was close to the second grade and its value was rare. It was only inferior to the demon-slaying knife in Fei Ren's hand.
"Then let me see what you, a monster, are capable of!"
Seeing Song Liufeng's yin and yang look, Gu Yun also stared angrily. The next moment, he used his whole body's energy, raised his hand and punched the opponent. The rolling fist force was accompanied by a roaring wind, like a tiger descending from the mountain. The speed is hard to underestimate.
"Jian Liuyun!"
Facing Gu Yun's offensive, Song Liufeng gave a clear shout, and then slashed out the long sword in his hand, instantly slashing out a green light sword energy, and at the same time met the opposite offensive head-on.
"Bang!"
The long sword and the fist collided fiercely, and a burst of terrifying Yuanli force suddenly erupted. At the same time, the two men were knocked back, and each fell to the side of the ring.
"What a domineering punch. The long sword in my hand is a quasi-second-grade spiritual treasure. I almost couldn't catch this guy's attack...! He is worthy of Iron Fist Gu Yun!"
The long sword was retracted to his chest, a trace of solemnity flashed across Song Liufeng's soft and white face, and his eyes looking at Gu Yun were full of fear.
The opponent was able to compete with the Lingbao in his hand with only his physical body, and was unscathed, which was enough to show that Gu Yun had a strong foundation in cultivation. After all, ordinary warriors would not dare to be so confident and dare to directly confront the Lingbao with their fists.
"It's quite capable...but this is just the beginning!"
Standing firmly, Gu Yun shook his right hand that was red from pain. His resolute face was as calm as water. Although he physically withstood the opponent's blow, the opponent's quasi-second-grade spiritual treasure was not a decoration. The sharp sword energy It still pierced his skin, and he suffered some superficial injuries.
Gu Yun's Yuanli cultivation is at the second level of the Zhonghe Realm, and Song Liufeng's Yuanli cultivation is also at the second level of the Zhonghe Realm. The two sides are on par, but Song Liufeng is slightly weaker in terms of momentum. It seems that just now Not long after the breakthrough, the cultivation level has not yet been consolidated.
"This sissy is in the fourth game, so there is one more game before it's my turn. The rules of Qingyang Arena are that you can't take a break in the middle. If you lose, your winning streak will end."
"Whether Gu Yun wins or this sissy wins in the end, my victory will not be counted until the sixth competition. It is really a watertight rule..."
Touching his chin, Fei Ren also sighed secretly as he watched Gu Yun and Song Liufeng fighting fiercely in the ring.
According to the rules of the Qingyang Arena, you can get a thousand low-grade Yuan Stones by winning a game in the Silver Arena. However, you can only get the reward if you win more than three games in a row. If you win five games in a row, you can quit the game midway, but the reward will be halved.
The challenge limit of the Silver Arena is ten games. If you win ten games in a row, you will not only get all the rewards in the end, but also double the rewards. However, winning ten games in a row is too difficult. In recent years, few people have been able to do it, and even more so. Needless to say, the more difficult golden stage.
