"Tsk, this year's newcomers really don't know whether to live or die, have you heard, there is a newcomer who challenges the poisonous snake Nangong Hu in the big fighting martial arts arena."

"What! Could it be that this year's newcomers have six physiques."

"Cut, that guy who doesn't measure himself is just a five-fold physique, and now the entire Great Fighting Martial Arts Arena should start betting, and I'll go to join in the fun later, I should be able to win some points."

"That's right, then I'll go too, even if I lose one-tenth of a loss, I can earn a hundred points."

"Then let's go, don't miss it."

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Hu Yun and the others, who were in ordinary residences, stopped this discussion in their ears. Several disciples with five physiques gathered together.

"Newcomer, could it be Senior Sister Lin", Liu Yi said, "or Senior Brother Zhang."

"Listening to their tone, that Nangong Crane should be a six-fold physique. No matter who it is, let's go take a look", Hu Yun said in a deep voice, the first thing he thought of in his heart was Qin Yu.

The Great Martial Arts Arena of the Inner Sect, a huge arena that resembles a colosseum, and the audience seats are high around the arena. Throughout the southern part of the field, two huge energy crystals were suspended in the air.

The white crystal energy attracted each other, condensed into a list between each other, and the huge subtitles floated in the air, and now they were fighting in the field with two disciples with seven physiques, and the odds were basically the same, and it was a close contest.

There are a total of ten martial arts arenas like this, and this No. 6 martial arts arena. Originally, the competition here was not noticed, but at this moment, the crowd is flocking.

It's not because the brothers and sisters who have eight and nine physique are going to end up, but because of the odds of a fight. At the end of the subtitles between the energy crystals, there is a solo duel, one is Nangong Yu, who has a six-fold physique, and the other is Qin Yu, who has a five-fold physique.

And this Qin Yu's dueling level is impressively level one. In other words, it is a newcomer who has never competed in the martial arts arena, and today is the time for the arrival of the outer disciple, so it is not difficult to guess that this Qin Yu is a new outer disciple.

The odds of the big fight are very straightforward, that is, how much the winner loses. The odds of this competition are very exaggerated, Nangong Jusheng is 0.1 to 1, and Qin Yusheng's odds are as high as 10 to 1. That is to say, if ten points buy him to win, he can earn one hundred points if he wins.

It's just that the sect is not wronged, buy Qin Yusheng at least 500 points a bet, otherwise anyone will throw dozens or hundreds of points casually, win blood to earn, and lose nothing.

"It turned out to be Senior Brother Qin!", Hu Yun and the others were surprised when they came to the No. 6 Martial Arts Arena, although he was one against three when he had a four-fold physique, but now he is facing a six-fold physique.

The long queue that bet on him losing was lined up at the outside door of the martial arts arena, although the odds were low, but this was basically a sure win. In addition to buying wins and losses, there are also those who buy time, how long can Qin Yu support when they buy, and the odds are different at different times, but they are not as high as buying him.

"He's really a guy who likes to cause trouble," Hu Yun walked straight to the left of the line. Everyone else thought he was going to enter and followed him.

Who knew that Hu Yun came to the front desk of the bet and threw his cultivation card on Qin Yusheng's counter.

"Two thousand, buy to win", he said lightly.

"What?", the person at the counter thought he had misheard.

"Two thousand points, buy Qin Yusheng", Hu Yun repeated calmly, this time his voice raised a few points, and the people around him could hear it clearly.

"Two thousand points, this kid is crazy, Nangong Crane is the peak of the sixfold physique", after a short silence, the disciples lining up on the right began to discuss.

"Senior Brother Hu, two thousand points are given by the sect, if you lose~", Liu Yi and the others next to him also felt that this was too irrational.

The disciple at the counter took out the registration book, and there was only one person's name on it, and that was Qin Yu himself. He bought himself seven thousand points.

The corners of Hu Yun's mouth, who was standing at the counter, twitched slightly, once he won 7,000 points, it would be 70,000, what 70,000 points meant was not clear to others, but he was clear, because his sister had told him.

"It seems that I'm going to find an opponent too", Hu Yun didn't care about what others said, and walked into the martial arts arena after placing a bet.

The entire Great Fighting Arena was in full swing, but only the No. 6 Fighting Arena was overcrowded. The battles are over, and it is finally the turn of a competition that affects people's hearts.

The door of the venue opened, and Nangong Hu, dressed in black, walked into the arena, his face was grim and his arms were crossed, his eyes were cold, but there was a trace of hesitation that was not easy to detect. Opposite him, Qin Yu, who was dressed in white, walked out with a calm face and steady steps.

"If you hand over Lingyuan and beg for mercy now, I can let you go," Nangong said coldly. The marks of the body technique on the back of the arms and hands that he was holding appeared, and eight pitch-black scale blades appeared between his fingers, and the purple-black aura flew around him with the scales, and he was dressed in black, like a refined vulture.

"That's a lot of nonsense", Qin Yu said unceremoniously.

"Okay! If you die by yourself, then it's no wonder that I," his eyes sank, and a ray of essence burst out. The clenched arms were stretched out, and the scales flying around the body burst through the air.

Qin Yu's expression was awe-inspiring, this method of flying scale blades was similar to Hu Yun'er's original bending paper, he didn't dare to be careless, the purple aura filled his hands, and before he could move, the pitch-black scale blade with a sigh of breaking the air had arrived in front of him.

Their owners followed suit, and the two of them fought each other in close quarters, scales flying in all directions, and the sound of ping-pong metal clashing echoed throughout the audience. The eight scaly blades must be a key weakness every time they strike, but when they go, they are either dodged or blocked by a pair of purple palms.

The sharp scale blades landed on the purple hand, and they were bounced away one by one if they encountered the cold ice of the dark iron. Nangong Yu's fingering technique is subtle, and the manipulation of the scale blade is magical, and Qin Yu's technique is superb, and his purple hands have insight into opportunities, and he always turns danger into disaster.

Everyone was stunned, they had never seen anyone who could take all the scales of Nangong Hu head-on, and this dreamlike scene was also unprecedented.

"What a weird purple hand, Nangong Crane's poisonous scaly blade is useless," said a man with a winged tiger embroidered on his chest.

"It seems that this class of outer disciples is very good," said another man beside him with a little appreciation.

"Not necessarily, although the scale blade is restrained, the sixfold and fivefold are not restrained to win," the man said calmly.

The battle in the field continued, Nangong Yu's face became more and more ugly, even the seven-fold senior brother could only retreat in the face of his scale blade, but he didn't expect to be caught by Qin Yu without leaking.

But he was not carried away by anger, and seeing that the scale blade could not win, he immediately turned to attack as a supplement, using the scale blade as a supplement to restrain Qin Yu, and crush the opponent with a strong physique.

This is the worst-case scenario, Qin Yu's face is also extremely solemn, even if his body is good, but the eight scale blades are small and sharp, and they can't be scratched anywhere except his hands, so he is stretched thin everywhere.

He had just dodged four or five scales, two or three more followed, and finally one or two were waiting for him after he had barely dodged. came and went, and finally was caught by the flaw, and the fist full of black gas blasted out, and there was no way to avoid it.

The purple magic hand clenched into a fist, the Xuanji Illusion Star Technique urged, the purple and black fists intersected, and the Xuanji Illusion Star Technique was launched instantly.

Boom! The black aura flew away, and both of them were shocked back, and they were evenly divided. The audience was in an uproar!