"Please go to the Great Martial Arts Arena."

The monk in charge of the reception was replaced by a monk who looked of higher status and was dressed more gorgeously.

Yesterday, Huang Taiyi slept well.

"The martial arts arena you are talking about, is that the one over there?"

The squad leader has already listened to Huang Taiyi talk about everything.

"No, it's just a martial arts arena for training and casual duels in peacetime, and I don't deserve to entertain you."

"Usual duels?"

Huang Scarlet Sword finished sorting out his last belongings and asked by the way before he was ready to leave.

"Yes, it is mainly used by ordinary civilians, and the difference between my Fire Burning Sect and other sects is that many civilians can also use spells."

The monks don't seem to hide much from their sect.

"Civilians are also ...... Duels are rife. ”

This reminded Huang Scarlet Sword of what he had seen and heard yesterday, and his mood suddenly fell again.

"Yes, what the strong say is the truth, and this is the supreme doctrine of our sect."

What he said is also a reality that everyone understands.

It's just that I didn't expect this idea to be so deep-rooted, can you imagine how to solve it if the neighbor plays mahjong too loudly at night? Instead of looking for a property but going out to a duel, the dead don't have the ability and qualifications to refute, isn't it very simple?

Huang Taiyi must not want to ask why the number of monks is so small when there are so many people who know spells, and the so-called competition must of course be based on someone participating in the competition.

The Fire Burning Sect will also distribute resources to cultivate people who are not very qualified, and in other sects, this type of people will be trained into expeditionary forces and made into zombies, which is one of the biggest differences.

Therefore, the number of zombies produced by the Fire Burning Sect is very small, and it can only use the remains of corpses, and almost does not use living people, even if the efficiency of living people is high, they still insist on not using it, and if they want to die, they will die in the killing on the battlefield.

Everyone has practice, but if you can't practice, you can only die.

It's fantastical.

I was finally able to enter the tower.

After thinking about it repeatedly, I decided to quietly put the car in a hidden place outside before, and I didn't even enter the "city", and I didn't find anyone by anyone when I turned on the invisible camouflage, and let Si Ming wait inside.

This is not waiting for someone to complain, but I think this one should be stable, not to the extent of getting in the car and running away, and it doesn't matter if she is missing.

There should be no flag side issues.

On the side of the ordinary villagers who came casually, after discussion, they left Carly and Huang Scarlet Sword to protect them.

The people who entered the tower were the uncle, Huang Taiyi, the squad leader and Mephistopheles.

"The possibility of negotiation?"

Before leaving, Huang Taiyi confirmed so.

"Yes, no matter how likely it is, but if there is even a little bit, I want to fight for it."

The squad leader said.

Is this the path that was never conceived?

The uncle still put on the most noble appearance, surrounded by others.

Huang Taiyi memorized the situation of the road as he walked.

The inside and outside of the tower give people a feeling that is not very different, but see what data can be recorded, but there are obvious traces of late decoration, covering, the materials used are unknown but definitely not the same material as the tower, these things added later, most of them are murals that praise the teachings, and have no practical significance.

I don't know if the original part has been destroyed, and the tower's own function seems to be fine, but I still want to keep it as it is as much as possible.

The first floor is almost a training ground, full of strong monks who are constantly practicing, full of muscles and sweat, as well as all kinds of strange roars, and have the sense of a gym, which may be considered a benefit for some people.

Don't want this kind of welfare, please be normal.

The way of cultivation is also strange, such as holding a burning stone pillar and beating it back and forth, doesn't it sound like there is no big problem? Well, you must know that most of the clothes are not very heat-resistant, and it is too troublesome and time-limited to strengthen them with spells, so if you want to carry out this cultivation, you must ...... Right?

I can't bear to look at it directly.

That's it, it's all over the place.

Of course, it is a good thing to be diligent in cultivation, and if you don't cultivate, you can't win, and this is a truth that kindergartens can understand.

It seems that there are no people worth meeting on this level, and the strength is only barely passable, and the monk who led the way in front did not stop for long, and walked directly to the central staircase.

If it is customary, it can be regarded as the body of the tower below, but that kind of thing will definitely not be casually exposed to outsiders, even one's own.

"Please go upstairs."

In the end, it's still upstairs.

After walking a few steps, he smelled a faint smell of blood.

Two monks were dragging a corpse to pass by calmly.

Wait, have you seen this scene in any movie before?

Isn't it quite common to see corpses here?

On closer inspection, the body was dragged down from a higher level, and no one said where it was going to be dragged anywhere.

The structure of the second floor of the tower is much more complicated than the first floor, and the emperor thinks that it is a place to live, and the atmosphere of life is very strong, and he even saw a place that looks like a kitchen and a warehouse, and there are people coming and going in and out there, and it is very busy.

There are also some special rooms, which are supposed to be the residence of the more powerful monks, and there are not many of them, and some of them may be more advanced as you can tell from the closed doors.

Directly in front of it was a large hall with huge pillars that could barely be held by a single person, and flames burned all the time on the pillars, which made the whole room look extremely hot.

Except for the flames, there was no other decoration in the hall, which was quite worthy of the name of the Fire Burning Sect.

The monks waiting in the hall also looked more powerful than those below, and there were a few super powerhouses who might be equivalent to the level of the Four Heavenly Kings, and among this group of powerhouses, the middle was a very ordinary old man.

It is definitely the master of the Fire Burning Sect - the Ten Dharmas Maitreya.

I couldn't tell at all that this person was probably the person with the strongest combat power among the five major sects.

At this time, there was no way to confirm with the uncle, and the emperor followed the team to the hall, and the eyes of the monks were fierce and violent, like a group of extreme brothers.

Everyone present seemed to be stronger and more powerful than the one who seemed to be the Ten Dharma Maitreya, and it was difficult for Huang Taiyi to accurately discern how powerful the mana in a person's body was, at least the strength of the body did not seem to be able to feel where it was stronger than others, and it was also possible that the really strong people knew what it meant to be hidden.

In the face of the invisible pressure thrown by various monks, this side is basically ignored, and there is one who is holding candy, looking at it even more than the other side.

The Ten Dharma Maitreya did not go with the flow, of course, as the boss, doing this kind of indiscriminate thing will definitely be a loss.

He was very short, his wrists exposed from the cuffs were dry and thin, almost a layer of skin against his bones, like most old men, the backs of his hands were covered with age spots, his sparse hair looked like a programmer in his late twenties, and his snow-white eyebrows were very thick and covered his half-closed eyelids.

Not only did he have no expression on his face, but he seemed to be dozing off at all, and he must have a lot of mutual understanding with Si Ming.

Has the uncle really met him? Probably not.

"Please."

The Ten Dharma Maitreya finally spoke, his voice hoarse and lacking strength, he himself was sitting on the cushion, and there were a few smaller cushions on the opposite side, which must have been reserved for this side.

"Thank you."

Boss Xiong is already very good at putting on a shelf, and he sits down in a big way, and the same is true for Huang Taiyi and others.

On the side of the hall, there are monks holding tea, and the hospitality is quite polite.

Then the two sides began to go on a blind date.

No, observe each other.

"Your Excellency is the 'master' of your sect, a treasure of a thousand stones?"

After waiting for a long time, the Ten Dharma Maitreya seemed to have finally saved up enough strength to speak, and finally slowly opened his mouth.

Don't complain about this legal name, as soon as the emperor came up with this legal name from the time Mephistopheles came up with this legal name, the desire to complain has been forcibly suppressed in his heart, and I don't know how much resentment there is to come up with this kind of thing.

"That's right, this time I visited your sect, just to see how strong your sect's mana is."

After the uncle was sideways, he was also quite a macho man, which was equivalent to directly slapping the challenge book on the face of the Ten Dharma Maitreya.

"Ho ho ho ho ...... It's really direct, that is, if your sect's mana is superior, then it proves that the teachings that your sect adheres to are the correct law? ”

The Ten Dharma Maitreya looks like he is already old and confused, but his thoughts are still quite flexible, and he will definitely not become senile, and no one believes that he is really old and incompetent.

"This is also what your sect has always insisted on, only strength is respected in heaven and earth, and the weak are subordinated to the strong, of course, it can also be used in the principle of what is the Fa-rectification."

The uncle smiled slightly, looking calm.

"Okay, happy, then let's understand your sect's mana, I don't know how to compete?"

Thinking about it, it is impossible for Maitreya to refuse, and he happily agreed to his uncle's challenge.

There has never been a shortage of people who have come to challenge the Fire Burning Sect.

Few made it back alive.

"It's up to your sect to decide?"

"Yes, the guests came from afar, and they were greeted by some unscrupulous people who had no mana, it was really unreasonable, are these few strong people called the Four Heavenly Kings?"

Hearing the Ten Dharma Maitreya ask this, the emperor almost squirted out on the spot.

It shouldn't be called such a bad street, it sounds so shameful.

Wouldn't it be better to call it a black triplet or something?

"Yes, these are the strongest in my sect."

Uncle didn't want to dwell on why the number of the Four Heavenly Kings didn't match the actual number, anyway, it was set like this now.

Most of the monks' eyes were focused on Mephistopheles, and she was indeed the strangest of them.

"Then let the strongest person of my sect, the 'Three War Monks', fight one-on-one with you, how about it?"

"Huh? Are you looking down on me? One person, I'll fight the three of them alone, that's it! “

Mephistopheles jerked to her feet from her saddle.