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Three months later, Wanding City, the underground wrestling field, the seven major cities of the Soul Continent, have different styles, the swords are charming, the Longyu is majestic, the stars are beautiful, and Wanding is desolate. However, the underground wrestling fields are roughly similar, and they are all huge caves located more than thirty feet underground in the center of the city.

This cave was not dug out by monks with great mana, but a place of refuge dug by the ancestors of the barbarians in order to avoid the attacks of demon beasts.

After Shili came to the Soul Continent, it also became a place for the selection of outstanding barbarian junior monks for Immortal Island, which was usually completely closed and only opened once every hundred years.

Since the Wanding Mansion Lord Thunder Lao Immortal released the news and reopened the underground wrestling competition, this place, which had been silent for a hundred years, has also become lively again, and a large number of monks have been welcomed every day to observe.

Many monks ask themselves if they are powerless, even if they participate, they will not be able to enter the top 20, but they are still unwilling to let go of the opportunity to watch.

On the platform, two figures, you come and go, are fighting inseparable, both of them are Lei Xiu, building the foundation of the great perfection of cultivation, one after another snow bright electric light, waved out, the light and shadow reflected in the underground cave appeared, the sound of tearing, endless, because there is a forbidden isolation around, the two do not have to worry about affecting the innocent, all kinds of usual tricks to press the bottom of the box have been used, and the people who see it are dazzled.

"These two guys. How long is it going to be? After fighting for so long, the winner has not yet been decided. ”

Although the fight between the two was fierce, the audience did not seem to buy it, and on the surrounding viewing platforms, there were monks whispering and their tone was quite disdainful.

"Bear with me. After the fight, it will be the turn of the Jindan group, but then again, if the monks of Immortal Island want to pick apprentices, they can directly take away the twenty monks of the middle and middle stages of the most haode Jindan, and what is the use of picking up these wastes from the foundation building period. ”

The other person answered, his face full of resentment, and there was a sour meaning in his words, as if he was dissatisfied with the opportunity that belonged to them.

"I once heard a senior say. Tens of thousands of years ago, it was true that there was only a competition of the Jindan group, and for some reason, there was a competition of the foundation building group later. ”

"I see. ”

The two chatted a few more words, but they were not interested in the fight in the field, they all had the cultivation of the early stage of Jindan, and they naturally looked down on the competition of the foundation building group that was going on at the moment, in fact. This was also the same sentiment in the hearts of many other monks in the field, especially the two people in the game. They are all ordinary foundation building monks, and the spells are even more ordinary.

On the viewing platform, most of the monks were bored, and their eyes swept to the connected stone rooms at the highest part of the viewing platform from time to time, and a powerful aura came from them. It was the place where the monks of the Jindan group were in temporary retreat.

The selection method of the underground wrestling tournament is somewhat special, lasting for one month, and in the first half of the month, all participating monks will have three competitions every day. Only the top 40 in each group with the most cumulative wins can finally enter the knockout round in the second half of the month, so as to finally select 20 people, and all the competition arrangements are personally responsible for the messenger of Wanding City's Immortal Island.

In the competition, life and death are not forbidden, and if the survivors kill each other, they will not be punished in any way, but are more sought after by the barbarians, which is a custom passed down from generation to generation by the barbarians. However, if the other party admits defeat in advance, he must no longer kill the other party ruthlessly.

Just when everyone was talking, the winner had already been divided in the field, and one of the tall monks, relying on his cultivation to be better, finally broke the opponent's protective air shield and electrocuted the opponent into coke.

The atmosphere outside the stadium suddenly became enthusiastic, and there was a cheer, but it is unknown whether it was for the winner or to rejoice that this boring competition was finally over.

On a platform at the highest point of the cave, a middle-aged monk who looked like a man sat cross-legged, coldly watching the monk in the field wantonly show off his victory, and snorted disdainfully.

This person was dressed as an ordinary barbarian monk, wearing only a few clothes like animal skins, exposing two thick arms, and his muscles were knotted, revealing a terrifying aura like a wild beast, and his eyes occasionally flashed a few times, and the essence flashed so that people could not look directly.

"In the next Zhuji group game, arrange a better opponent for this guy, I don't want to zaijian to such a waste, it's a waste of Lao Tzu's time. ”

The voice is cold and domineering.

"Yes!"

The person who replied was a young monk standing beside him, this person was handsome and handsome, the jade tree was in the wind, his expression was calm and unhurried, and he had the demeanor of a family member, and he cultivated in the later stage of Jindan, but when he faced the middle-aged man, his face was extremely respectful, and he did not have the slightest arrogance.

Looking closely, this person has six or seven points of resemblance to Lei Han.

"In the next competition of the Jindan group, your sister Lei Ling will face off against that Lei Xiu from other places!"

The middle-aged man was expressionless and said coldly.

The young monk was slightly stunned, and a look of struggle flashed in his eyes, as if he didn't want to see his sister facing the middle-aged man's mouth, Lei Xiu from other places.

The middle-aged man glanced at him and sneered, "Lei Li, do you have any opinions?" Are you worried about your sister's safety, or are you worried that she will be killed, and you need to make up for the predicament she is in now?"

"Juniors don't dare!"

The young monk called Lei Li lowered his head deeply, a hint of haze appeared in his eyes, the middle-aged man beside him was the messenger of Wanding City's Immortal Island, this person's name was Fei Wuxin, when he was young, he was a well-known cold-blooded and ruthless person in Wanding City, after going to Immortal Island, his cultivation has advanced by leaps and bounds, and now he is a great monk in the middle of the Yuan Infant, but his temperament is as cold as ever, killing people and destroying corpses at every turn, even if it is a wild thunder old immortal, he is also respectful to him.

"Since you don't dare, why don't you announce it quickly?"

Fei Wuxin's big eyes suddenly opened, and he reprimanded urgently, and the tyrannical aura came straight to the thunder, like a violent wind, making people unstable on their feet.

Lei Li's hair stood on end, and he didn't dare to delay any longer, and hurriedly swept to the stone room below.

Fei Wuxin looked at Lei Li's panicked figure, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and in a voice that only he could hear, he said to himself: "Wild thunder, you old thing, everyone says that I am ruthless, compared to you, I am far behind." ”

......

After a while, the enthusiasm of the cultivators on the viewing platform suddenly rose, and the sound of discussion was like a bustling city.

"This one turned out to be Princess Thundering's match!"

"Princess Thunder is not unusual, her opponent is the real powerhouse. ”

The person who spoke before obviously had just come to watch the underground wrestling match for not long ago, and said with a curious face: "Why do you say that, that guy only has the cultivation of the early stage of Jindan, and he is even inferior to Princess Lei Ling, this one, there should be no suspense about the outcome of the battle!"

"Haha, Daoist friend has lost his eyes, that guy, it's not simple, since he participated in the underground wrestling, he has fought twenty-two battles in a row, and he hasn't lost once, even in the face of the mid-stage Jindan monk who came out of the city lord's mansion, he can win the final victory. ”

"Oh, is there such a powerful guy in Wanding City? I don't think I've ever seen him. ”

"His origin is a little strange, he suddenly appeared in Wanding City, a few thunder methods, unheard of, quite powerful, many people suspect that he is a disciple of a powerful Yuan Ying Sanxiu. ”

"Oh......"

In the wrestling field, Lei Ling's posture was outstanding, his figure was graceful, like a fairy in the sky, slim, standing on the ground, quietly looking at his opponent.

Of course, her news is much better than that of ordinary monks, this person suddenly came to Wanding City more than three months ago, because it was a Jindan early stage of casual cultivation that no one had ever seen, when he signed up for the underground wrestling competition, he was even ridiculed and ridiculed, and was seen clearly by almost every monk who watched the battle.

But the first competition he participated in, he killed a loose cultivator in the middle of the Jindan cleanly, shocking the audience, and then this person won consecutive battles, and even the monks in the city lord's mansion were not opponents, although they fought to exhaustion every time, but the victory was not wasted.

Although Lei Ling's status is noble, he is not valued by the Wild Thunder Immortal, and in terms of strength, he is much worse than those City Lord's Mansion monks who are often guided by the Wild Thunder Immortal.

Thinking of the other party's method when killing the opponent, and the same gaze as the hungry wolf who came to scavenge the storage bag, Lei Ling couldn't stop trembling in his heart, and hesitated for a while: "This one, I admit defeat!"

There was an uproar in the audience!(To be continued......)