"That's right, Brother Su, you still have to cultivate to the Nine Heavens of the Martial Foundation Realm and then participate in the martial arts. Mu Xuezhi persuaded bitterly again, for fear that Su Ye would make a mistake.

Su Ye said: "Let's take a look first." ”

At this moment, a young warrior in his twenties stepped onto the battle platform, he was holding a crimson spear, exuding a powerful momentum from his body, and said: "I am Jian Yuxi of the Heavenly Tiger Mercenary Group, the first time I came to the Qing-level Martial Arts Palace, who wants to be my first opponent." ”

Ren Yingying said: "Jian Yuxi, I've heard his name. When he was twenty-two years old, he had reached the Nine Heavens of the Martial Foundation Realm. Now that he has stayed in the Nine Heavens for five years, his strength is quite strong, and he should be able to win seven or eight games in a row. ”

In the Qianyuan Continent, the number of dynasties, dynasties, sects and families, mercenaries, scattered cultivation alliances and various alliances is innumerable, like a carp crossing the river. Some small sects only have a few dozen disciples. Some of the top sects have more than 10 million disciples, and the sect's power is spread across dozens of dynasties, and their strength is extremely powerful.

Therefore, the sect and the family are divided into "three ways and nine streams". For example, Ren Yingying's "Red Cloud Sect" belongs to the sixth-rate sect, while Jian Yuxi's Heavenly Tiger mercenary group belongs to the ninth-rate.

There are a total of two super-large sects in the Baili Dynasty, six first-class major sects, countless sects of various streams, and the number of seven, eight, and nine-stream sects is innumerable. All of these sects are subject to the management of the dynastic forces. Of course, the first-class great sect of the Baili Dynasty is not worth mentioning if it is placed in the Qianyuan Continent.

There are also some unruly and unmanaged demon sects, which are often purged by the dynastic forces. Due to various reasons, a large part of the martial artists in the entire Qianyuan Continent are cultivating demons, ghosts, and evil spirits. Anyway, the eight immortals crossed the sea, each showing their magical powers.

Mu Xuezhi said: "Jian Yuxi's cultivation is indeed very strong, but there are more powerhouses in the Martial Arts Palace, I guess he can only win six games in a row at most." ”

Ren Yingying said: "Since that's the case, then let's go and bet." ”

"Good. ”

Mu Xuezhi and Ren Yingying went to the highest stand of the Qing-level Martial Arts Palace together to participate in the gambling fight.

"I bet on a thousand gold coins and bet that Jian Yuxi can win six games in a row. Mu Xuezhi took out ten spirit stones and put them in a grid with "six" written on the top of the gambling table. One spirit stone in the Qianyuan Continent can be exchanged for one hundred gold coins and one thousand silver coins.

"I bet 500 gold coins and bet that Jian Yuxi can win eight games in a row. Ren Yingying took out a silver bag and put it in a grid with "eight" written on it on the top of the betting table.

"In that case, I'll bet on a middle number. ”

Su Ye was also a little interested, took out a spirit stone, and put it in a grid with "seven" written on it on the gambling table.

There are many people involved in gambling battles, and if you can win every bet, you can also gain a lot of wealth.

Jian Yuxi's strength is indeed very strong, and some people even bet that he can win ten games in a row and become a clear martial artist. Although the probability is very low, once Jian Yuxi succeeds, then the person who bets on him will be able to win the pot.

The first martial artist to climb the Qing-level battle platform to challenge Jian Yuxi looked to be in his forties, and his cultivation had reached the Nine Heavens of the Martial Arts.

"Bang. ”

Jian Yuxi stood in the center of the Qing-level battle platform, and with just one move, he blasted out that martial artist of the Nine Heavens of the Martial Foundation and fell down the Qing-level battle platform.

First win.

Second win.

。。。

Fifth win.

Sixth win.

Jian Yuxi won six games in a row in one go, causing a great shock in the Qingji Martial Arts Palace, and the martial artists in the stands were shouting and shouting wildly. You must know that in the Qingji Martial Arts Palace, there are very few martial artists who can win six games in a row.

Moreover, in the next game, Jian Yuxi will encounter stronger opponents.

Because from the seventh game, only martial artists who have won more than seven consecutive games in the Qingji Martial Arts Palace are eligible to challenge him.

All the martial artists who have a record of winning seven consecutive games in the Qingji Martial Arts Palace, none of them are weak. Jian Yuxi finally met a fierce opponent in the seventh game.

Wen Deyao, a martial artist at the peak of the Nine Heavens of the Martial Arts, won seven consecutive battles three times, but unfortunately he was defeated in the eighth game three times. He's quite strong.

Jian Yuxi and Wen Deyao fought for half an hour.

In the end, Jian Yuxi pierced Wen Deyao's chest, severely injured Wen Deyao and threw him off the battlefield. However, he himself was also hit by Wen Deyao's palm and suffered internal injuries. Drops of blood spilled from his mouth.

At this time, a man in his twenties stepped onto the battle platform, holding a white folding fan, and said lightly: "You have been seriously injured, it is impossible to win eight games in a row, admit defeat yourself." ”

The battle in the martial arts arena is so cruel that it will not give you time to rest and recuperate at all, and you must keep fighting.

It's hard to win 10 games in a row.

Even with Jian Yuxi's strong strength, after seven consecutive battles, most of the true qi in his body had been consumed. Not to mention that he was seriously injured, and with his current state, it is almost impossible to win the eighth game.

Jian Yuxi clenched his teeth, stared at the man holding a folding fan, and said, "Who said I can't fight the eighth game." Who are you? ”

"Hey, hey. This son is from Handno County and is named Ming Kangjian. In the Qingji Martial Arts Palace, there are two records of winning eight games in a row. Ming Kangjian smiled faintly and gently shook the folding fan in his hand.

"Let's fight. Jian Yuxi mobilized the true qi of his whole body and injected the spear. The spear in his hand immediately burst out with a layer of flame-like light, and a shot stabbed at Ming Kangjian.

"Wow. As soon as Jian Yuxi's eyes flickered, Ming Kangjian's figure disappeared.

Ming Kangjian performed a rank of high-grade martial arts, and in an instant, he appeared in front of Jian Yuxi. With a wave of the folding fan in his hand, blood flashed, and Jian Yuxi's head flew out directly.

Ming Kangjian looked at the corpse that fell to the ground, with a sneering smile in his eyes, and said, "I told you to admit defeat, but you didn't listen." Oh, foolishness. ”

A powerful martial arts foundation ninefold heavenly martial artist died on the battle platform like this.

The people of Jian Yuxi's mercenary group immediately rushed to the battle platform, cried in a ball, and carried Jian Yuxi's body down.

There is no way, who told Jian Yuxi to sign a life and death agreement when he stepped onto the battle platform. Qingji Martial Arts Palace always dies a few people every day, and everyone is no longer surprised.

In fact, it is mainly because Ming Kangjian's strength is much stronger than Jian Yuxi. Although it is also the Nine Heavens of the Martial Foundation Realm, the strength is too different. Therefore, Jian Yuxi didn't even have a chance to admit defeat, so he was pinched by Ming Kangjian.

"Hey, knowing that there is a big difference in strength, but not admitting defeat, it's really stubborn. Although fame is important, life is even more important. Mu Xuezhi sighed.

Ren Yingying also shook her head lightly and said, "With Jian Yuxi's talent, if you cultivate for a few more years, you have every chance to become a powerhouse in the Wugang Realm." It's a pity that many talented martial artists have fallen like this. ”

"Wow. Brother Su, you won the bet. Go ahead and see how much you won. "Pastoral wisdom.

"It's just luck. Su Ye just made a bet casually, and didn't think that he could really win. Although Jian Yuxi died on the battlefield, he did win seven games in a row.

Su Ye bet on one spirit stone on the gambling table, but won back eight spirit stones.

"Almost. I'll give it a try on the table too. ”

Immediately, Su Ye didn't think much about it, signed a life and death agreement, paid a spirit stone, and walked towards the battle platform.

"Brother Su, I know I can't stop you. However, you must promise me that if you encounter an invincible enemy, you will immediately admit defeat. "Pastoral wisdom is concerned. Mu Xuezhi felt that Su Ye was just going to feel the atmosphere of the battle platform, and he didn't really want to participate in the martial arts.

After all, his cultivation talent Wuji Seventh Heaven is far from Jian Yuxi's cultivation, and it is already very good to be able to win three games in a row.

"Don't worry. I'm measured. Su Ye smiled slightly, looking very relaxed, and stepped onto the stage step by step. As soon as he stepped onto the battle platform, there was a commotion in the Qingji Martial Arts Palace.

"Who is this teenager. At such a young age, he dared to come to the Qingji Martial Arts Fighting Palace to compete. ”

"I guess I want to be famous. There are too many hot-blooded teenagers like this, and hundreds of them die every month, so it's not surprising. ”

“。。。。。。 ”

At this moment, Zhong Chang Kun Rui stood on a high stand in the Qingji Martial Arts Palace, staring at Su Ye who was on the battle platform, with a somewhat hideous smile on his face: "Haha, there is a way in heaven that you don't take, and there is no door in hell for you to break in,"

He originally had nothing to do with Su Ye, but he just felt embarrassed in front of Su Ye and Mu Xuezhi. So I hope that Su Ye will die on the battle platform.

Su Ye's first opponent was a blue-robed martial artist. He looked like he was eighteen or nine years old, and he cultivated to reach the Martial Foundation Eight Heavens.

Being able to cultivate to the Martial Foundation Eight Heavens at such an age can also be regarded as a martial arts genius.

The young warrior in the green robe held a sharp battle knife, and said with full anger: "Xun family, Xun Binhai, the first to challenge Your Excellency, you can shoot first." ”

Su Ye pressed the handle of the gun with his right hand, shook his head gently, and said, "You are not worthy of my shot, if you do, I am afraid it will hurt you." ”

"Hubris. ”

Xun Binhai injected his true qi into the Great Sword Spirit Weapon, activating the two force inscriptions in the Great Knife. Instantly climbed to the power of two hundred tigers.

He held the knife in both hands, swung the big knife impenetrable, and quickly rushed towards Su Ye. With his momentum, even a martial artist of the Nine Heavens of the Martial Foundation would not dare to touch him.

"Bang... ”

Su Ye stood in place, his body not moving at all.

"The power of the ape gallops. ”

Then the handle of the gun swung out and slashed at Xun Binhai's neck.

"Clang"

The broadsword fell to the ground. Xun Binhai screamed, fell off the battle platform, and fell to pieces. He covered his neck, re-ascended the battle platform, picked up the big knife, stared at Su Ye with some awe, and said, "Thank you for not killing." ”

Fortunately, Su Ye's gun didn't come out, otherwise, his head would have flown out of his neck.

In the second game, win.

In the third game, win.

Fourth, win.