Chapter Ninety-Four: The Arena
"This..."Hearing this, Han Hao was a little worried, originally he wanted to infiltrate the Huntian Sect and find a way to quietly return to the Western Continent, if he was too eye-catching, wouldn't his every move attract attention?
Han Hao raised his head and looked at Bai Lan's sincere eyes, and he was a little hesitant. Bai Lan is his first brother in the Western Continent, he is so sincere to help himself, if he can really get mixed up in the Huntian Heaven Sect, he will definitely take care of him.
Han Hao thought about it for a long time or so, and it was really difficult to choose.
"Old Han?" Bai Lan saw Han Hao's distraction and called him.
"Don't worry, if these pills are not enough, I still have some spirit stones here, I will help you buy some medicinal materials, this city lord's mansion has its own alchemist, and it will definitely be able to restore you to your peak!"
"Yes!" Han Hao's heart suddenly became clear, Bai Lan had already done this, wouldn't it be too selfish if he still cared about him.
Han Hao put away all the things that Bai Lan handed him.
"Old Bai, I want to tell you something!" Han Hao's Yuan Shen power was released, and after probing that there was no one around, he looked at Bai Lan with a very serious face.
"What's the matter, it's so serious!" Bai Lan saw Han Hao's appearance, and also put away his appearance.
"To tell you the truth, I'm not from the Eastern Continent!" Han Hao stared at Bai Lan's eyes and said word by word.
"What? you, you're not..."Bai Lan immediately stood up from his chair and shouted when he heard this.
"Be quiet!" Han Hao hurriedly covered his mouth.
"I'm just too surprised!" After a while, Bai Lan calmed down and asked Han Hao to let go of his hand.
"I was originally from the Western Continent, and I was the leader of the Xingyan Mercenary Regiment..."Han Hao saw that Bai Lan's mood calmed down, and began to slowly tell him about his experience before coming to the Eastern Continent.
"So, you're trying to find a way back to the Western Continent through the Huntian Sect?"
"Well, I have to go back, my brothers are waiting for me!" Han Hao said with a firm gaze.
"The teleportation array between the four continents is generally in the hands of the big forces, and if you can't get their approval, it's basically impossible to use the teleportation array!"
"In this way, even if it's for the teleportation array, I'm going to fight for it!"
"Indeed!"
Han Hao and Bai Lan chatted in the room for a while, but Mu Qinghe and Xiao Zhi had not yet returned.
"You cultivate first! I'll take care of Xiao Zhi when she comes back!"
"Then it's trouble!"
"What's not in trouble with the two of us!"
Watching Bai Lan walk out of the room, Han Hao thought for a moment and walked to the head of the bed and began to meditate and cultivate.
Ten days later.
"Bai Lan, is your brother really as powerful as you say?" Mu Qinghe held Xiao Zhi in his arms and chatted with Bai Lan.
"Of course, eighteen-year-old half-step Tongxuan, even if he is much better than the genius in your Huntian Sect!"
"That's true!" Mu Qinghe nodded, she is nineteen years old this year, and she has cultivated to the late stage of the ninth layer of the Enlightenment Spirit, and she is eighth on the Tianjiao List.
At this time, Han Hao's door suddenly sounded, and Han Hao's figure walked out of the room.
"Brother Hao!" Xiao Zhi raised her head and saw Han Hao, dropped the toy in her hand and ran over.
"Old Han, how is it?" Bai Lan also got up and asked with concern.
"Not bad!" Han Hao smiled on his face.
"Sure enough, it's a half-step through Xuan!" Mu Qinghe looked at Han Hao's eyes and shrank, but he didn't expect what Bai Lan said to be true.
"Old Han, there are five days left before the official assessment, when are you going to challenge the Tianjiao List?" Han Hao and the others chatted for a while yesterday, and Bai Lan asked.
"It's better to choose a day than to hit the day, let's go now!" Han Hao moved his body, he hadn't moved his hands for a long time, and he felt rusty all over his body.
"Then let's go to the martial arts arena now!" Bai Lan also had some expectations when he heard Han Hao say this, he always wanted to know how Han Hao's combat power compared to the top three on the Tianjiao list!
Martial Arts Arena Han Hao went to the Western Continent once when he was there, but the comparison between the Western Continent and the Eastern Continent's martial arts arena was simply not worth mentioning, the rows of seats around the martial arts arena in Huntian City were arranged in turn, which could accommodate tens of thousands of people at a time to watch at the same time, and as soon as he came to the martial arts arena, a noisy sound broke out. The stands were full of spectators, and fifty rings in the center were arranged at a time, and there was a large screen above each ring that could be broadcast live at the same time, so that everyone in the ring could clearly see the movements of everyone in the ring.
Han Hao followed Bai Lan to the person in charge of the martial arts arena and showed the registration jade plate of the disciples of the Hun Tian Sect.
"Yun Dan Ninth Layer, another one to try his luck!" The person in charge of registration glanced at Han Hao with disdain, these days, many Yun Dan stage martial artists have come to sign up to participate in the competition, these people are here with one purpose, that is, when there are seriously injured Enlightenment Stage martial artists on the field, they will directly issue a challenge, let their name appear within the 10,000 Tianjiao list, and then leave the martial arts arena to refuse all challenges, in order to hope that their ranking will not fall outside 10,000 in the past few days.
"Okay, you can leave!" After registering, the staff member said to Han Hao with a blank face.
"Thank you!" Han Hao said casually, not paying attention.
"This guy is too irresponsible, he doesn't even say the rules of martial arts!" Bai Lan was a little unhappy.
"I guess I think Brother Han is a person who tries his luck!" Mu Qinghe smiled.
"What are the rules of the martial arts arena?" Han Hao couldn't help but be a little speechless, when he registered that day, it was indeed a ninth-level cultivator of Yun Dan.
"There are many rules in the martial arts arena, you can choose to challenge passively, that is, when someone shouts your name, as long as you are present, you must fight, of course, many people have exceeded the age specified in the Tianjiao list and are not geniuses on the Tianjiao list, if you are defeated by them, the ranking of the Tianjiao list will not change. You can also take the initiative to choose a ring to start the challenge, but the person you challenge must be within the same level, which means that you are now a Enlightenment Stage Martial Artist, so you cannot challenge a Yundan Stage Martial Artist!"
"There won't be a high-level martial artist doing such a tasteless thing!"
"No, it's happened before, because there is another delicious thing about taking the initiative to challenge, that is, every ten consecutive victories will get one hundred medium-grade spirit stones, and every one hundred consecutive victories can get one thousand medium-grade spirit stones. If you can win a hundred games in a row, then you can get 1,900 medium-grade spirit stones. ”
"Can it be like this?" Hearing this, Han Hao was a little moved, what he lacked most now was money.
"Not only that, you can also participate in off-court gambling fights, that is, when you compete, the people in the martial arts arena will determine the proportion according to the strength of each person to attract many people to bet, if you can bet on a dark horse to get rich overnight, it is not a dream!" Bai Lan was very excited, it seemed that he had participated in it before.
"Brother, how are you going to start?" Bai Lan leaned over and looked at Han Hao with a smile.
"Of course it's active, I don't like to be passive!"
"Hehe, I also like to take the initiative!" Bai Lan smiled obscenely.
"Phew, it's shameless!" Mu Qinghe's face turned red.
Han Hao and Bai Lan came to the place of betting, there are many ways to bet, one is a single bet, the opponent is selected before the game starts, and the martial arts arena determines the proportion according to the strength of the two. There is also a bet on whether a person can win ten consecutive wins or a hundred consecutive wins, the odds are relatively high, the ratio of ten consecutive wins is 1:10, and the ratio of 100 consecutive wins is 1:100.
"Which one shall we bet?" Mu Qinghe asked.
"Of course it's a hundred consecutive wins!" Bai Lan said without thinking.
"Isn't it too risky!" Mu Qinghe frowned, although Han Hao was a half-step Xuan Xiu, he didn't dare to guarantee that he could win all the time, in order to control the proportion of betting, the martial arts arena would generally shoot a relatively powerful opponent every ten games, let alone the hundredth game!
"Just a hundred consecutive wins!" Han Hao said.
"Are you sure?"
"Under the Xuan, I am invincible!" Han Hao's eyes involuntarily exuded a confident glow.
"This..."Mu Qinghe's brows furrowed even tighter, she didn't expect Han Hao to be such an arrogant person, and some good feelings for him dissipated in an instant.
"Man, bet on Han Hao Baisheng, 10,000 medium-grade spirit stones!" Bai Lan directly took out a bag of spirit stones from the ring and threw it on the table, Mu Qinghe didn't believe that Han Hao was excusable, but Bai Lan knew that Han Hao had told him that he had killed the Xuanxuan Period martial artist with secret methods when he was on the fifth layer of the Enlightenment Stage, if it weren't for the fact that the Enlightenment Period martial artist couldn't fly, maybe Han Hao would have been able to fight against the Xuanxuan Period Martial Artist.
"Loser!" Mu Qinghe glanced at Bai Lan and estimated that this 10,000 medium-grade spirit stones had been lost, but for the sake of his face, he also took out a hundred medium-grade spirit stones to bet Han Hao on Baisheng.
"Old Han, I can bet all my net worth, you have to give some strength!" Bai Lan patted Han Hao's shoulder.
"Don't worry!"
"Sister pastor, I didn't expect you to come too, why don't you tell me and I'll come with you!" A young man who looked quite handsome should be about twenty years old, and when he saw Mu Qinghe and the three of them, he took the initiative to greet him, with a smile on his face.
"Why did this fart worm come here!" Seeing the person coming, Mu Qinghe's face suddenly changed.
This person is Ding Lei, the inner disciple of the Hun Tian Sect, who is just twenty-one years old this year, and his cultivation has just been promoted to the Tongxuan stage.
"Where do I have to report to you?" Mu Qinghe replied coldly without a good face.
"Senior sister said with a smile, I'm not worried about any danger you will encounter outside!" Ding Lei touched a nail and said with some curtle.
"Hypocrite!" Bai Lan muttered quietly.
"Boy, what are you talking about?Who are you?" Seeing that Mu Qinghe didn't care about himself, Ding Lei was not happy in his heart, and when he heard Bai Lan's words, he immediately looked at him!
"I'm Qinghe's fiancé, what's wrong?" Bai Lan raised her head and looked at Ding Lei.
"Fiancé, when did my sister have a fiancé? Why didn't I know?" Ding Lei looked at Bai Lan suspiciously.
"Does she have a fiancé who still wants to report to you?" Bai Lan asked rhetorically by borrowing Mu Qinghe's words just now.
"Boy, what are you talking about!" Ding Lei was furious.
"What I said is none of your business!" Bai Lan glanced at Ding Lei and turned away.