When the Supreme and his party disappeared, Qingge was counted down for a long time, and obediently followed behind these two rare tough people. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Before leaving, Mei Feichen asked his mother's steward to book an admission ticket to tomorrow's Diexin Fighting Martial Arts Arena, and today he went to the inner city first, first of all, to stay in a hotel that was booked in advance, and then, to feel the spicy culture of Wenshang.

In order to save money, the hotel they booked was naturally not too good, and the location was also a little biased, and it took an hour and a half to go through the procedures.

The space car they rented in the imperial city was a little big on the street, so they went to the car rental company to rent a small aircraft for three people, and because they were outsiders, they waited another hour for the rental procedures to get it all done.

Spiritual cultivators are hungry, there is no food in the rental car shop, the three of them have been hungry and waiting, there are many service personnel who go through the formalities, but the order is too chaotic, but the speed of processing is slow.

When they got into the plane, Mephison flew straight towards the main street.

Mei Feichen turned to the Qingge duo in the back row and said, "What kind of food do you want to eat?" ”

Qingge thought for a while and said, "I'd better be able to eat it right away, I'm hungry." ”

Mei Feiqian also nodded in agreement.

As the aircraft got closer and closer to the main street, a spicy smell wafted directly into the aircraft.

The three of them coughed one after another, followed by laughter.

There is a spicy challenge in Wenwen, and when they were making plans, the three people who didn't eat much spicy food in Mei's house shouted to challenge, but they were choked on the street.

Mei Feichen picked a spicy restaurant with a good taste by feeling, and although he wanted to eat it immediately, he waited for half an hour in the end.

Fortunately, I was a little self-aware when I ordered the food, and ordered a more conservative slightly spicy, but the dishes on the table were really not spicy at the beginning, and at the end of the meal, the spicy energy came up, and the faces of the three people were red, and the spicy lying on the table could not move at all.

There are a lot of outsiders who come to try the new food in the store, and they can't stop eating while talking about spicy food.

There are not a few who are spicy, and Qingge is just one of them.

Qingge's mind at this time was that it was best to get such a delicious dish to Ao Mingduo, she had read too many books in the past few days, and the ideas in her mind were popping up one by one, and she couldn't contain them.

The end of this trip to Wenshang is the beginning of her plan to recreate Okumeido.

For tomorrow's trip to the martial arts arena, Mei Feichen not only brought high-end protective clothing because of Qingge's weak chicken, but also took advantage of the time to drag Qingge to the weapon store to buy armor.

Qingge originally refused, but isn't it strange to think about it when a group of people are wearing soft cloth shirts with a full body armor? She said that the martial arts arena was dangerous, just to find an excuse not to want to see bloody battles.

Mei Feichen really put his heart into making all kinds of preparations for her, including bringing a large number of special wound medicines and protective suits.

Qingge was almost carried into the weapon shop by Mei Feichen and Mei Feiqian, and Mei Feichen used his card to buy Qingge's model of the highest protection armor on the grounds that it was something he was going to buy and had nothing to do with travel.

After that, I went to the spiritual weapon store to buy things, and the beautiful things that Qingge liked were rejected one by one, super ruthless, but they were heavy and ugly defensive spiritual weapons to buy one after another.

The next day, Qingge was wearing protective clothing inside, armor outside, and defensive spiritual weapons on his neck and hand pockets.

As expected, Qingge's dress was ridiculed a lot along the way, until the people sitting next to Qingge at the ticket gate kept laughing, and those who were a little farther pointed at this side.

Diexin Fighting Martial Arts Arena is the most famous martial arts arena in Wenshang, named after the Zhao family's wife, although the level of the people involved in the battle is not the highest, but it is the most close to the people, that is to say, the security is high.

The money of the players on the field is one of the best in the major martial arts arenas, because they will not set up too high-level fighting martial arts, so the requirements for individual or group skills on the field are relatively high.

Qingge they booked tickets for the whole venue during the day, until the end of three o'clock in the afternoon, the fighting martial arts after three o'clock is the night game of the Spirit Emperor, Qingge is a little unbearable even if he looks at it from the side, because the audience seat of the fighting martial arts arena is only one meter away from the fighting martial arts platform.

In this way, the details of the fight can be felt holographically by the audience.

Qingge's seat was in the fourth row, Mei Feiqian sat in front of her in the third row, Mei Feichen sat to her right, and the two of them sat in front of her, as if they were facing a great enemy.

The fight has not yet begun, and the atmosphere has been heated up by the host on the stage.

Shouting, shouting, boos, filled the entire martial arts arena, Qingge was completely unaffected by the outside world and began to turn over the order book, starting at nine o'clock in the morning, non-stop competition, a full six hours, twelve battles, six individual competitions, six team competitions.

When Qingge turned to the last page of the order book, his little hand shook, and he almost fell out of the order book, and finally the list read:

Team Name: Too late to get up

Captain: May Cheng Jue, the first level of the Spirit King

Team member: Gong Jiming, level 9 spirit master

Mo Feizhang, the ninth level of the spirit master

Supreme Cui'er, the fourth level of the spirit master

Uh, did you have no time to name the team, did something happen?

Qingge was right, Mo Feizhang's injury was more serious than everyone thought, and the treatment fee of the doctor in Wen was more expensive than the Supreme thought in the absence of social insurance, besides, the Supreme had to invite the best doctor to treat it.

In fact, a few of them are not bad money, but before leaving the school, the school froze some accounts, and several people were nervous.

The Supreme was attacked before meeting Qingge and them, originally they had high-priced things such as the horns of the Warcraft, and when they escaped, they lost all of them as things outside their bodies, so far the trip cost a lot of money, and the four of them originally relied on the horns to replenish the small treasury, but this time they really had no money.

Several people were demoted to participate in the Spirit Master Competition because the number of participants was actually only three, and the rule here was that the captain could participate in the competition at any level.

Qingge thought about it, if there is a competition, wouldn't it be possible to see the strength of the other party, after all, after getting along for two days, to be honest, I am still a little curious, I have never seen a higher-level spiritual battle in this world.

At nine o'clock, the host announced the first game, and Zhu Qiang, the seventh level of the spirit master, had a battle against Liao Xintong, the seventh level of the spirit master.

A beautiful woman with long hair and waist-length body, hot body, and flaming red lips jumped up in the martial arts arena, and then a small thin man of 1.7 meters walked slowly onto the stage.