"Those first-class sects in the world will expand their subordinate forces every once in a while......" Ning Bufan swallowed his saliva excitedly, and quickly said.

During the expansion period, each subject country will gather many forces in the country to fight a decisive battle in the ring, and the winner can become a subordinate force of the Qianyuan Sect as he wishes, enjoy resource subsidies, accept asylum, and at the same time, make offerings every year to show filial piety.

Due to the large number of enrollment expansions, there is often only one quota distributed to each country. In other words, the contestants must achieve the final victory in order to win this honor for the sect to which they belong.

As early as in the past, every time a major sect expanded its subordinates, it was already a rare event. And now that the Rakshasa Ghost Emperor is in turmoil, for those small sects in various places that have been rejected as gifts, whether they can become subordinates of the big forces is their only hope for survival. Therefore, this time the competition was extremely fierce, and the head was almost broken in the ring.

At first, the opponents of the Qingxin Martial Arts Hall were only some other mortal martial arts in the town, and with solid basic skills, Yang Chao won several battles one after another. But as they gradually advanced and began to face the Spiritual Cultivation Sect, it was only in the first game that Yang Chao was easily defeated by his opponent!

Let mortals and spirit cultivators compete on the same field, generally speaking, as long as the spirit cultivator's qualifications are normal, even if it is only at the qi storage level, it is enough to sweep ordinary mortal martial artists. Such a rule can only be said that Qianyuanzong has no intention of recruiting mortal subordinates at all! This fighting procedure is tantamount to just going through the motions.

However, in recent years, perhaps due to the complaints of many countries, Qianyuanzong finally adjusted here and allowed all forces to hire foreign aid in the ring war.

In their opinion, if that foreign aid really has the ability to win, it can be regarded as a manufacturable material, and it is always a good thing that the sect under his command can accumulate such a network. As for the ordinary sects accepted because of this, it is not a burden, anyway, as long as there is enough resources to supply, even mortals can pile up strong spiritual cultivators.

Such a rule did give hope to some mortal sects, but for the Qingxin Martial Arts, it didn't make much difference. On the contrary, it makes their situation more unfair.

Mortal sects that have the ability to hire soul cultivators are always in the minority, and with the economic strength of the Pure Heart Martial Arts, they are naturally not among them.

After their first loss to the Bayi Sect, the Seven Martial Artists they had to face next, although they were much weaker than the former, were also a spiritual cultivation sect. After comprehending Li Binghe's strength, Yang Chao understood that the gap between mortals and spirit cultivators was indeed too big, and no matter who in the martial arts hall played, there was no hope.

It's not that they're too unlucky, so far, ordinary mortal sects have already been defeated, and the next few days of ring battles will all be played by spiritual cultivators!

After Ning Bufan explained the rules of the ring in detail, the conversation gradually shifted to the fear that had plagued them for a long time.

"The Rakshasa Ghost Emperor's current power is in full swing, and all forces are giving him gifts for peace talks, but a small martial arts hall like ours can't even enter the corner of people's eyes, and before he can enter the door, he was directly sent out......"

"Rakshasa Ghost Emperor?" Ye Shuo hadn't noticed the name at first, but when Ning Bufan said it so solemnly and repeatedly, it finally aroused his vigilance, "What's his real name?"

Ye Shuo's shock, if nothing else, was just because the memory evoked by this name was slowly overlapping with another person......

- Blood Rakshasa, Rakdi Star!

But Luo Dixing was killed by his own hands, his heart was shattered, and he fell into the Yin Wind Stream, and even in the book of life and death, he had confirmed it. How could he have a chance of surviving......? Is this just a coincidence?

Ning Bufan was also a little shocked by Ye Shuo's reaction, seeing him staring at him with burning eyes, he could only smile bitterly and said, "This, how can we have a chance to know?" However, he is a strong man who has suddenly risen recently, and it is said that his strength has reached the peak of the third order of Tongtian, I am afraid that in the near future, there will be one more strong man in this world of Nirvana Realm." ”

Hearing the saying of "Tongtian Third-Order Peak", although he was surprised by the strength of the Rakshasa Ghost Emperor, Ye Shuo was relieved.

It seems that he is indeed thinking too much. Even if Luo Di Xing hadn't died, he had taken the elixir every day for the past three years, and it would never be possible for him to reach the peak of the third order of Tongtian in such a short period of time. It seems that it's really just a similar name.

Just to put it mildly...... Ye Shuo sighed secretly. Why is it Qianyuanzong again? Is this world really so small?

……

Next.

Yang Chao led a group of disciples from the Qingxin Martial Arts Pavilion and marched quickly towards the martial arts venue, with Ye Shuo and Yang Qingxin also following them.

Halfway through, the people of the Seven Martial Arts Lines whistled at them, gave them a thumbs up, and couldn't wait to fall down. If there are still some scruples about the cultivators, they will definitely spare no effort to humiliate these mortals who have been defeated under the hands of the Tyrant Sect!

"Qingxin Martial Arts Pavilion, if you don't want to get hurt today, just abstain as soon as possible! We won't be as soft-hearted as Li Binghe!"

"That's it, how can a group of mortals be the opponent of our spiritual cultivators?"

Yang Chao did not say anything to fight back, and at the same time strictly ordered the disciples in the hall not to conflict with the rest of the sects. This seemingly "soft" move suddenly made the people of the Seven Martial Arts even more proud, and all kinds of bitter words smashed down on them.

Ye Shuo shook his head secretly. People like this who are incompetent and like to bark exist almost everywhere. He saw it very clearly, the more fierce he shouted now, the strength was probably hovering at the gas storage level and the gas gathering level, and he couldn't find a sense of existence within the sect, so he could only play prestige on those mortals who were weaker than them.

Qingxin Martial Arts Hall turned a deaf ear to Yiying's provocation, walked through the narrow aisle, and soon took their seats in the back row.

At the very front is a large ring, and on the other side of the ring, a long table is erected, apparently reserved for the referee's seat. Before the championship match, it was said that the referees were usually members of the royal family of their home countries.

On the lower side of the ring, there are many seats. The different costumes of the sect are divided into neat camps. Once each team sits down here, affected by the surrounding atmosphere, they will involuntarily sit upright, and the sense of honor in their chests has been stimulated. At a glance, it is a heroic posture.

In addition to the participating sects, there were also a lot of residents of the town, crowded on both sides, pointing at the ring, discussing the sects they supported, and bursting into bursts of excited cheers from time to time.

Ye Shuo already knew that today would be the last round of the town competition. Through the sects selected in this field, you can go to a larger city and compete with those more powerful sects. The venue for the championship is set up in the country's capital. If it can really be played one level at a time, it is indeed a glory that will make people's blood boil!

Also because it is the last round, today's battle will definitely be more intense. And there is only one game left for all the sects. That is to say, all contestants only need to play one game, and if they succeed, they will be promoted, and if they fail, they will be eliminated, and there will be no chance of turning the tables!

Everyone is gearing up, and they are all looking forward to their competitors being able to perform beyond the norm and beat their opponents to the ground. If others don't know, just looking at their murderous appearance, most of them will think that today's game is a melee where all the children of the sect play together.

"Brother Yang, are you still going to play today?" another sturdy young man greeted Yang Chao, his expression was not without worry, "The Kui Sheng of the Seven Martial Arts, although his strength is not as good as Li Binghe, his attack is even more cruel, it is said that even the cultivators who have walked under him have broken their muscles and bones!"

This young man's martial arts hall has been completely eliminated in yesterday's battle, and this time he came to see the excitement. In addition, he had some friendship with Yang Chao, and he saw that he was seriously injured before, so when he asked again, he was quite concerned in his words.

Yang Chao smiled faintly and leaned back in the chair leisurely: "Hehe, today we are in the Qingxin Martial Arts Gym, but we have brought a secret weapon......

Seeing that he seemed reluctant to say more, the young man shrugged his shoulders and did not ask any more questions.

Taking advantage of the short break, Ye Shuo first casually observed from all sides.

Said to be a spiritual cultivator...... But almost most of them are gas gathering grades, and being able to have a gas gathering grade is already very outstanding.

Under the guidance of Yang Chao, Ye Shuo also saw Li Binghe. This person, who is known as the favorite to win the championship, is indeed a little better than others...... In a group of Qi Gathering Grades, he is a Qi Condensation Grade, and he can indeed be regarded as a tall man pulled out of the short ones.

Soon, the competition officially began.

The stage was dark, and the shouts of the audience were deafening, but in Ye Shuo's opinion, this was no different from a child's play. After watching a few shows, he was already drowsy.

"In the next game, from the Qingxin Martial Arts Hall, against the Seven Martial Arts!"

I don't know how long it took to squint, but the referee's loud announcement brought Ye Shuo back to reality. Finally...... Is it your turn?

Sitting upright, he twisted his somewhat stiff head and neck on all sides, and then, Ye Shuo walked quickly into the ring under the nervous gaze of the Qingxin Martial Arts Hall and his party.

Bang!

Walking up from the other end of the ring was an extremely burly man, with his muscles standing out. Every step he took was deliberately leaking his spiritual power to the soles of his feet, shaking the entire ring slightly.

When he saw that there was just a thin little man standing opposite him, he couldn't help but laugh proudly.

"Yang Chao is injured, and the one sent by the Qingxin Martial Arts Pavilion is you, this kid? Just like you, who is weak, uncle, I can crush you to death with one finger!"

At this time, there was also a lot of discussion in the audience. Because the difference between the two people's stature is too big, just from this first glance, no one is optimistic about Ye Shuo, who is obviously on the weak side. Even such contestants were sent out, is there really no one in the Qingxin Martial Arts Gym?

On the stage, Ye Shuo sighed silently. Others don't know, and he is really helpless. This arrogant man is only at the Qi Gathering level, and his arrogant words are very ridiculous when combined with his strength......

A wave of spiritual power suddenly surged around Ye Shuo's body. Looking at the abrupt white light, the discussion in the audience temporarily calmed down a little, and the big man Kuisheng also stared.

"Hmm, you are also a spiritual cultivator?" But after carefully sensing it, he couldn't help laughing out loud, "Haha, it scared me, it turned out to be a qi storage level! Qingxin Martial Arts Hall thought that it had found a savior, it turned out that you were someone like you who had just stepped into the threshold of spiritual cultivation? Come on, come on, don't let others say that I bullied you, uncle let you make three moves first!"

When everyone first saw that Ye Shuo was also a spiritual cultivator, they thought that the situation would change slightly, but when they learned that he was only at the Qi level, they shook their heads one by one. It's a secret weapon, but it doesn't seem to work. However, a small sect like the Qingxin Martial Arts Pavilion can invite a qi-level spiritual cultivator, which is probably already a breakthrough.

In the one-sided discussion, Yang Qingxin also began to get nervous, bit his lip lightly, and squeezed the handkerchief in his sleeve tightly. But in the gloating or slightly sympathetic gaze on all sides, Yang Chao was as calm as ever.

He who had personally experienced the infusion of spiritual power was the most qualified to speak here. He knew very well that Ye Shuo's true realm would definitely not be only at the Qi storage level! Although he didn't know why he wanted to hide his strength, after the game officially began...... Those who once looked down on the Qingxin Martial Arts Gym must have been surprised......

Looking at Kui Sheng calmly, Ye Shuo said lightly: "No, I'll let you make three moves." ”

For a moment, Kuisheng almost thought he had misheard. But after the onlookers also showed shocked expressions, Kuisheng's face gradually turned red with anger. He was tricked! Tricked by a gas brat!

"You kid really don't know what to do!" Kui Sheng roared angrily, "Then don't blame the uncle for being too heavy!"

As soon as the words fell, his figure had already swept up, and he rushed in front of Ye Shuo like lightning. Despite his burly stature, his movements are still extremely flexible. With a heavy punch, it slammed towards Ye Shuo's face.

With this punch, almost everyone thought that Ye Shuo's head would be flattened, but just when everyone's screams were ready to start, Ye Shuo was still standing firmly in place, just slightly deflecting his head, Kui Sheng's heavy punch that was enough to open the mountain and crack the rock, actually brushed his ears like this, and all it brought up was a gust of wind.

One punch is off, Kui Sheng himself is slightly stunned, it stands to reason that at such a close distance, even if it is the same Qi Gathering level, it is impossible to hide so easily!

After a brief silence, the audience shouted one after another. Obviously, they all thought that Fang Cai was Kuisheng deliberately making a false move, and he had the intention to repay the humiliation of the previous time, and then he wanted to move seriously.

Quisheng swallowed, though he knew it wasn't like that, ...... Let's just think that's it. He can be regarded as a typical person with well-developed limbs and a simple mind, so he quickly suppressed his doubts, roared, and swung two more powerful punches at Ye Shuo again.

The two fist shadows brushed between Ye Shuo's ears one after another, and he dodged these moves effortlessly. And when Kuisheng's fourth punch hit again, Ye Shuo slowly raised a finger and put it in front of him.

One finger actually resisted Kuisheng's heavy punch with all his strength!

But this is not over, the next moment, Ye Shuo's fingertips flicked lightly, and a wave of spiritual power suddenly exploded, and Kuisheng's huge body also flew backwards in an instant, and flew out of the field!

(End of chapter)