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"That's right, how did I forget such an important thing, martial arts will be a good opportunity for me to turn over!" Zhang Jiyuan was also excited.

If you want to become a dragon and a phoenix, you must have a chance to jump the dragon gate. Now, the opportunity to jump the gantry is just around the corner.

"Let's go!" the young man ran out directly after speaking, obviously to sign up for the martial arts meeting.

When the young man ran out, other people also ran out one after another, but this scene made Zhang Jiyuan more and more excited the more he watched.

"Brother Jiyuan, what's wrong? Don't you continue to clean up the rocks here?" Zhang Li stepped forward to ask, looking a little sluggish.

"Zhang Li, clean up a fart! Hurry up and follow me!" After Zhang Jiyuan finished speaking, he hurriedly dragged Zhang Haoran's hand and ran outside, but along the way, he met many other disciples of the Zhang family, and they all ran outside. Apparently they are all for the same purpose, which is the Martial Arts Association.

Zhang Li knew the Martial Arts Club better than anyone else in his heart, and he heard the words of those few old men of the Killing Realm on the spot. However, the current Zhang Li must act as if he didn't know anything, and before the remnant soul of the fairy world found his deity, Zhang Li would not tell anyone, he was Zhang Haoran.

The power of the Heavenly Thunder Mirror Technique lies in confusing the real with the fake, just like Zhang Haoran's dress at this time, it is completely impossible to see that he is not the Zhang Li in front of him, but Zhang Haoran. Even the Zhang family patriarch of the fourth level of the Killing Realm couldn't detect it, and there was still the remnant soul of the Immortal Realm.

Zhang Haoran has confirmed this point, from the time he incarnated into Zhang Li to the present, the two powerful auras in it have not changed at all, which proves that they did not find that Zhang Haoran is fake. Otherwise, Zhang Haoran would have been caught and killed by those two powerful people at this time.

What's more, Zhang Haoran's illusion of Zhang Li this time does have this person, but he is already dead. This young man named Zhang Li was killed by the Huang family on his way to Zhang's mansion. Zhang Haoran was present at the time and saw it with his own eyes.

It was also from that time that Zhang Haoran knew that the Zhang Mansion and the Huang Mansion had long been regarded as the two worlds of water and fire, and they had already been fighting openly and secretly.

So Zhang Haoran was lucky to kill the Huang family who killed Zhang Li, so that Zhang Haoran could transform into Zhang Li or a person named Huang Tianjing at will.

Confusing the real with the fake can allow Zhang Haoran to do a lot of things, and it is easy. The feeling is all about killing, dancing, and everything is in his hands.

"Brother Jiyuan, why are there so many people?" Zhang Li ran out of Zhang's mansion behind Zhang Jiyuan, and finally came to a vast field after two streets.

At this time, what Zhang Haoran could see in front of him was a long line divided into ten, full of people, and all of them were black.

People are crowded, shoulder to shoulder, what Zhang Haoran can see is a human head and a black shadow. There is also a line of people in gold costumes in front of the queue who are doing things such as registration and maintaining order.

"The place where you signed up to participate in the martial arts meeting. Zhang Jiyuan was excited, his eyes kept scanning the crowd around him as he spoke, and finally led Zhang Haoran to the third team and lined up behind.

In just a while, when Zhang Haoran and Zhang Jiyuan were standing, there were more than a dozen people lined up behind them. That's just a few tenths of a second. So now Zhang Haoran has to marvel at the success of this martial arts club, which can make so many people crazy.

"What's so good about the Martial Arts Society?" asked Zhang Li. He knew that there was a martial arts club, but he didn't know what was so attractive about this martial arts club, so that now the crowds of people were crazily crowded for it to sign up.

After Zhang Jiyuan heard Zhang Haoran's words, he was immediately surprised, and looked at Zhang Haoran like a country child. But then he Zhang Jiyuan was relieved, after all, Zhang Haoran was a family from a distant city, and it was normal to not know the many benefits of the Martial Arts Association.

"As long as you can rank 10,000 people in the martial arts society, you can get a million spirit pills! within 5,000 people will get an extra magic weapon! within 3,000 people can get the secret book of the exercises...... Zhang Jiyuan said the main reason why the martial arts society can attract so many people.

The main thing is that birds die for money, and people die for food. Under the temptation of many benefits, even the monks could not resist. In particular, this benefit is not available to the entire Xuan Realm, but to those who rank 10,000 in each city......

Therefore, it is not difficult to rank within 10,000 people.

"There are millions of elixirs in the ranking of 10,000 people, what a big ......" Zhang Haoran felt that this martial arts would have a taste of chasing and killing.

Not to mention that if a monk who enters 10,000 can obtain a million Gathering Spirit Pills, how many Gathering Spirit Pills need to be spent in total, more than 10 billion is indispensable. After all, the distribution of the Gathering Spirit Pill by rank is naturally the higher the ranking, the more it is.

This is only the number of elixirs needed by a city, if it is two cities, it will be multiplied, and three cities will be ......

The huge amount of this Gathering Spirit Pill made Zhang Haoran start to be excited, and Zhang Haoran wanted to know where they got so many Gathering Spirit Pills.

But these are not the main things, Zhang Haoran mainly feels now that the person who organized the martial arts club is ruthless and wants to kill it. Under such a rich temptation, I am afraid that all the monks will come, all the monks!

If there is a battle, there will be casualties, so those who fail in this martial arts meeting are either particularly weak in cultivation and take the initiative to quit, or they are defeated, wounded and killed. This also means that the monks of the entire Xuan Realm will be severely damaged, and their overall strength will decrease......

Zhang Haoran suddenly felt that the person who organized this martial arts meeting was not the remnant soul of the fairy world, but the demon world!

"Brother Jiyuan, the monks who can enter within 10,000 must be very powerful, but they will still lose within 10,000......" Since it is a clean killing, then Zhang Haoran has reason to believe that the rules of this competition will not be so simple.

I'm afraid that there will be some way of competition in the future that can make these elite monks who have entered the 10,000 can continue to be lost, only in this way can the Xuan Realm be truly damaged, and when the Demon Realm invades the Xuan Realm, these monks who have always been proud of their strength can sit and wait to die.

When Zhang Jiyuan heard Zhang Haoran's words, his face suddenly became a little more excited: "Zhang Li, this question is good." Do you know what are the benefits of being able to enter less than 10,000 people in the martial arts society?"

Speaking of this, Zhang Jiyuan looked at Zhang Haoran, looking like he was waiting for Zhang Haoran to guess.

Zhang Haoran just shook his head, although he thought in his heart that it might be a free-style killing mode, but Zhang Haoran still felt that people in the Xuan Realm would not be so stupid to really participate in such a competition that was similar to suicide, right?

"Haha, I knew I couldn't think of it. Zhang Jiyuan laughed and then said: "Let me tell you, as long as the monks who enter the 10,000 are no longer a duel with one move, but ten thousand people at the same time, a decisive battle. If the final battle in a specific place goes well, the one who can win in the end will win the million elixirs that everyone else should have obtained. ”

"10,000 people, but whoever is defeated and taken away from the identity card will also lose a million Gathering Spirit Pills, and the last million Gathering Spirit Pills will be obtained by the person holding the identity card. So I think it's going to be exciting, but there are a lot of people who will quit......"

When Zhang Haoran felt that there were millions of people within 10,000 people, the spirit pill was just a mode of painting cakes to satisfy hunger, and it was completely deceiving all the monks, and Zhang Jiyuan's next words made Zhang Haoran suddenly feel that this competition was not as full of conspiracy as Zhang Haoran imagined.

"It turns out that you can still quit ......" is different from what Zhang Haoran imagined, since you can quit, does it mean that the 10,000 monks who entered the following competition can actually choose to protect themselves and will not end up physically and mentally damaged as Zhang Haoran imagined?

"Of course, you can quit, as long as you reach the 10,000 ranking, you can choose to quit when you play the final match, unless you have already entered the competition zone. Zhang Jiyuan looked at Zhang Li strangely, he saw that Zhang Li was not as excited as others to hear that martial arts would be so rich. I thought to myself, did Zhang Li feel that his cultivation was not enough, and he couldn't get in, so he simply asked, instead of being as scrappy as him?

"Zhang Li, don't worry too much. When the time comes, Brother Jiyuan, I will give you some if I can enter 10,000 and get a million Gathering Spirit Pills, so it's okay if you don't want to participate, and it's okay to participate if you want to test your strength......" Zhang Jiyuan said thoughtfully.

"Thank you, Brother Jiyuan, I think I still participate in trying my own strength to achieve what ranking Guo Tiancheng has reached. Zhang Haoran smiled and wrote down Zhang Jiyuan's kindness in his heart.

It's just that Zhang Haoran still can't let go of the fact that he can freely withdraw from the game, because Zhang Haoran has already determined that it is a conspiracy. If it is a conspiracy, how can it be possible to let a fish caught in a big net escape? This is not at all reasonable!

"Zhang Yuecheng is also here......" Just when Zhang Jiyuan wanted to say something to Zhang Li, he caught a glimpse of the three young people who appeared behind the team next to him, among which Zhang Yuecheng took the lead.

As for the other two minions, one is Zhang Honghu and the other is Zhang Feiru. Both of them are force realm cultivators, and they are the subordinates arranged by the elders to protect Zhang Yuecheng one day.

Zhang Haoran turned his head to look behind when he heard Zhang Jiyuan's words, and when he saw Zhang Yuecheng, Zhang Haoran had a little smile on his face. Yesterday, Zhang Haoran originally planned to kill him, but he didn't expect that there were two people with such advanced cultivation hidden in Zhang's mansion, otherwise this Zhang Yuecheng would have died.

"Huh, Zhang Xin is here too?" Zhang Haoran was surprised when he saw Zhang Xin in another team when he looked at Zhang Yuecheng.

"What's so strange about this? It's that the monks will come, such a high reward, and the conditions for obtaining it are not too harsh, whoever doesn't come is stupid. After Zhang Jiyuan heard Zhang Haoran's words, he felt a little funny, entering 10,000 would have a million Gathering Spirit Pills, and this temptation was even more tempting for their low-level cultivators.

In normal times, these low-level cultivators could only obtain the Gathering Spirit Pill through family rewards or rewards, and the number was still limited.

(Enlightenment Book Network.)