Inside the arena...

"Hmph! Grandma's bear, this Cai Zhenbei is not much stronger, Lao Tzu will meet him for a while, and end his winning streak." The person who spoke www.biquge.info had just happened to be sitting next to Yi Wushuang, and he was a rough man.

He stood up and flew into the arena, where the challenger had to pay another challenge fee if he did not win ten consecutive victories, and if the challenger did not win ten consecutive victories, the challenger would have to pay three hundred pieces of spiritual yuan, and if the master had won more than ten consecutive victories, the challenger would not have to pay spiritual yuan.

"You're not my opponent, let's go down!" Cai Zhenbei is a spear warrior, at this time he has already completed nine consecutive victories, and he can complete ten consecutive victories as long as he wins one game.

The rough man took a standard mace from the old man in black, and sneered lightly: "Hmph, if you want to beat me and complete ten consecutive victories, ask me about the mace in my hand first!"

"The ,,, martial arts competition begins!" The old man in black saw the two of them and directly announced the beginning of the martial arts competition.

The nine-company victorious warrior named Cai Zhenbei, he didn't say much about it, and an iron gun was like a dragon, as fast as lightning, and the gun was like fire, and it went straight to the chest of the rough Han, this gun was incredibly fast, but the mace in the hand of the rough Han was not slow, and with a turn of the wrist, it blocked Cai Zhenbei's gun.

Bang!

"This Cai Zhenbei is not simple, he can use his qi to resist the gun, and he is a master. Seeing Cai Zhenbei's shot, he didn't look at it with both eyes and didn't praise it as much as he could.

There are many weapons in the world, but all the laws do not deviate from their origins, any weapon has three realms, respectively with the force of the imperial soldiers, with the air of the imperial soldiers and with the will of the imperial soldiers, force, that is, with the body's qi to drive the weapon, this is the realm of the body, qi, that is, the force is not moving, the qi is the first, this qi is the spiritual power, don't look at many people may be the spiritual power cultivation is quite superb, but it may be very rough in terms of qi, with force as the auxiliary, with qi as the main, the weapon moves so fast, a blow is the truth, this is the realm of technology.

The last realm is to mean the imperial soldiers, the meaning, is the artistic conception, is the mental force, the artistic conception is intangible, it is because of the formless, in order to make the imperial soldiers unpredictable, the intention is to send the first, a soldier out, no one is invincible, and under this premise, it is necessary to understand the artistic conception, which is the realm of the heart.

And although Wu Wushuang has already comprehended the artistic conception of Shura, and he is still young in how demonic he is, so he is still in the realm of the Qi Imperial Soldier, but he has also gradually groped to the realm of the Yiyi Imperial Soldier, that is, he has found the door, and he is only one key away from being able to push the gate into the realm of the Yiyi Imperial Soldier, but even so, in the realm of the Qi Imperial Soldier, he belongs to the peak.

The battle between the long gun and the mace, the sparks of heat were everywhere, and the two sides fought for about ten rounds, and Cai Zhenbei pumped the mace in the hand of the rough big Han, and a shot hit the opponent's throat.

Seeing this, the old man in black announced loudly, "Cai Zhenbei has won, congratulations on becoming the new ten-year winner of Blue Star City, and now I congratulate him on stepping down, and I will continue to create brilliance tomorrow." 〞

The rules on the competition field are like this, once you have completed ten consecutive wins, if you still want to continue fighting, then you will continue to start tomorrow, if you don't have ten consecutive wins, then it is not a problem to think about how many battles you want.

"Ah...!" Cai Zhenbei roared angrily after completing the ten consecutive victories, in addition, he also got the ten consecutive winning jade medals awarded by the Blue Star City, and he can buy items from any merchant with a ninety-eight discount, but don't underestimate this ninety-eight discount, if you buy a piece worth 10,000 pieces of medium-grade spiritual yuan, you will lose two hundred medium-grade spiritual yuan, and you only have to pay 9,800 medium-grade spiritual yuan.

"Disgusting!" and the defeated rough Han returned to the seat next to Wu Wu, and he kept muttering to himself.

Yan Wushuang smiled to himself, this rough strength of the Great Han is actually not bad, but he just happened to meet Cai Zhenbei, who can use qi to resist the army, if it is other opponents, maybe there is still a chance to win a few battles.

"There is still a hero master who wants to play, and there are Taoist friends who won yesterday's ten consecutive victories should also be on the field, and in the next day, the consecutive victory record will be abolished, please pay attention." The old man in black said.

"I'll come. As the old man in black spoke, a bald-headed young man flew to the arena.

"Okay, I would like to introduce to you that this Taoist friend is Hu Zhanyi, who won ten consecutive victories yesterday, I don't know if he can continue to maintain his winning streak today, and stab him to twenty consecutive victories in one fell swoop, please wait and see, now we are waiting for the challenger to come to the field, and if you win Hu Zhanyi, you will be the new ring master." 〞

"Whew..." Yi Wushuang stood up, exhaled deeply, and moved his body, he came to Blue Star City, and he didn't come to the competition arena here to be a watchman, and the discount and even the jade medal in the ring match were really very moving.

Seeing that Wu Wushuang stood up, as if he wanted to challenge Hu Zhanyi, the rough Han was shocked, and hurriedly said: "Little brother! You stand up, shouldn't you want to challenge Hu Zhanyi? Don't rush, although he has only won ten consecutive victories, but his strength will not be lower than Cai Zhenbei, his Langtao knife technique is wave after wave of opponents, you still wait until he is down, and it is better to replace another opponent." 〞

Wu Shuang smiled at the rough Han and said, "Thank you for the reminder, but it's just him." After speaking, his figure flickered, and he came to the center of the martial arts arena.

A young man is a young man, impetuous and courageous. The rough man shook his head and kept muttering.

And above the competition arena, in the guest room of the forty consecutive winners, a beautiful girl saw Yi Wushuang on the field, her eyes lit up, and she pulled the beautiful woman next to her, and said loudly: "Sister Tongshi, it was he who snatched away the array I originally wanted to buy, until now that I am still angry, he actually dares to compete in martial arts." 〞

The beautiful woman is wearing a cyan dress, her black hair is like a waterfall, her eyes are like a bright moon, and there is a little red mark on her eyebrows, which is very fresh and unconventional, this beautiful woman is Tong Meixuan, the eldest disciple of Xuejianmen, and her fingers lightly bullet the forehead of the beautiful girl, and she smiled lightly: "Xiurou don't be angry, how can people grab your plate, it's obviously the first thing people look at, heh." 〞

It turns out that the beautiful girl is Tong Meizhen's sister, named Xiurou, but unfortunately it doesn't seem to live up to her name, she is not beautiful at all, but a little bit of a wit.

"So what, I want to see how capable he is. Xiurou touched the forehead that was shot by Tong Meiying, and stared at Yi Wushuang fiercely, if her eyes could kill people, she would have died dozens of times.

On the vast martial arts arena, Hu Zhanyi and Wu Wu stood face to face, the martial arts arena was very large, when the City Lord's Mansion was first built, the calculation was very clear, even if it was the two strongest people in the sect realm, when they were holding standard weapons, the remaining waves of the battle could hardly affect the Taoist audience.

"I'm not a nameless guest, who are you? Hu Zhanyi lightly grasped the standard iron knife at his waist in his right hand, and asked with a domineering expression.

"Swordsman, 藺無雙." In the face of Hu Zhanyi's domineering arrogance, Wu Wushuang just replied with a calm expression. The right hand was rubbing against the standard iron sword, this kind of standard weapon was not a treasure weapon, but its hardness was comparable to that of a Xuan-level low-grade weapon, and it was also enough to withstand the spiritual power of a martial artist in the Spirit Sect realm.