Tang Ze and Wu Yao finally could afford to live in a hotel, so Tang Ze and Wu Yao found a hotel and opened a double room, and Yu Xiwen agreed to continue the competition tomorrow.

The two drank spiritual wine in the room, "Brother Yao, you are really a god today, tell me what kind of exercises you are cultivating."

Without waiting for Wu Yao to answer, Jiu Lao suddenly appeared in front of Tang Ze, "Hehe~ How about the kid, I'm scared, this is my school's peerless learning, the top exercise "Drunken Eight Immortals" that integrates top cultivation speed, divine power and mana reserves and various types of supernatural powers, how do you want to learn it, as long as you kneel and kowtow three times to the old man now, and apologize for the previous thing, I will pass on a set of similar usages to you."

"Phew~ Dead old man, your heart is too small, just if you give me that space bag to buy a thing of five spirit stones in Yibaofang, you are embarrassed to hold a grudge against me for so long, and I tell you that my exercises are stronger than yours!"

Tang Ze thought to himself, how could I bow my head like this old man, and Tang Ze already had some judgments of his own, the dragon power obtained by cultivating the dragon duel is really much easier to use than the divine power and mana, for example, if the two gods and demons who fought just now really exerted the speed of the divine power strengthening body to the maximum, then Tang Ze can conclude that the speed of his own dragon power enhancement is definitely faster than those two people who are one realm lower than those two, and in terms of the reserve of divine power and mana, he is definitely an overwhelming advantage, and the highest level of divine power and mana reserves is one unit, Even if it is a monk who cultivates both body and law, although the total amount of divine power and mana will be twice that of an ordinary monk, that is, two units, the reserve of a single divine power mana is also one unit, but Tang Ze's dragon power is different, and the dragon power in his body with two units of divine power can be regarded as two units of divine power, and it can also be regarded as two units of mana, which can be said to make him completely crush the opponent when he fights against monks of the same level.

So in short, in short, if you kill him, you won't change the exercises, "By the way, if Brother Yao fights again tomorrow, let me try one person first, I also want to know what level my strength is."

After chatting for a while, Wu Yao began to practice every day, which is also the rest of almost all monks instead of sleeping, and Tang Ze did look at the miscellaneous notes he just bought, and it took a lot of money to buy these miscellaneous books, if you don't read them, you feel that it is one thing to lose money, and it is one thing to be curious about the things in the immortal world, but the most important thing is that he doesn't like to cultivate, although cultivation can replace sleeping to restore the spirit, but the feeling is indeed different from sleeping, the feeling of ordinary people sleeping, as soon as the eyes are closed and opened, the night will pass, but cultivation is different, and the process of stiff repetition of integrating the aura into the body and turning it into divine power and mana is almost the same as being in a daze, Anyway, for Tang Ze, it is impossible to put cultivation in the first place when he has something to do, and he has been unable to open his eyes until he is sleepy, and Tang Ze has started to cultivate.

Early the next morning, the three of them went to have breakfast together, and Tang Zezui kept talking along the way, relaying what he saw from the acrobatics last night to Wu Yao: "Brother Yao, let me tell you, the magic weapon I read from the book yesterday is divided into many grades, the human level, the earth level, the heavenly level and the immortal level, and each big grade is also divided into four small grades, which are the lower grade, the middle grade, the upper grade and the best ......."

"Also, it turns out that the demon beasts that we often talk about are actually not real demon beasts, the wisdom of real demon beasts is not lower than that of humans, and they have the inheritance and memory of the previous generation, and when they cultivate to the Purple Mansion period, they can transform into shapes and spit out words, but brute beasts are creatures with low intelligence, and they can't be cultivated, can't transform into shapes, and it's impossible to ......."

"And Brother Yao, do you know what the biggest role of the spirit stone is? The spirit stone is an important cultivation resource for the monks, and directly absorbing the spiritual power in it is only the most efficient cultivation method, and the most cost-effective way to use it is to use it as the energy source of the spirit gathering array to assist us in our cultivation, oh the spirit gathering array is also a very common formation, its function is that the thin spiritual power in the specific air makes the concentration of authentic spiritual energy higher, and the general sect clan power mansion will have a large range of spirit gathering array ......."

I went to the gladiatorial arena again to apply for a competition, but there were already a lot of games in the group the day after tomorrow, and yesterday it was just that two people temporarily withdrew from the competition, so the next match between the two was in the evening of six days.

In the past six days, Wu Yao has been cultivating in addition to eating, although he is already the Great Perfection of the day after tomorrow, no matter how hard he cultivates, it is useless, if he wants to break through the innate needs, what he needs is the opportunity to realize a trace of the Tao.

On the other hand, Tang Ze spends more than half of his time reading books and more common sense, and he has very little time for cultivation, and there is no change in his cultivation.

On the playing field, there were two gods and demons refining cultivators fighting today, one of them held a long sword in the late day after tomorrow, and the other was holding a pitch-black iron rod that stood on the ground and could reach his shoulders in the middle of the day after tomorrow.

After the last battle, Tang Ze and Wu Yao were all confident, "Yo, there is also a stick on the other side, Brother Yao, I'll hand it over" At the same time, he went to the dragon stick behind his back, but he didn't untie the cloth strip in order to keep a low profile.

The person with the stick on the opposite side also wanted to compete with Tang Ze at the beginning of the game, and he wanted Tang Ze to rush straight away, the posture of the man with the stick was obviously trying to fight with Tang Ze, seeing this scene, Tang Ze crooked his mouth and smiled more than the attack power, if he went head-to-head, even Wu Yao couldn't beat Tang Ze, Long Lihui stepped forward with both arms and drove the body to smash the dragon stick head-on, but the person who came suddenly closed the momentum and made a vertical jump around Tang Zhe's side.

Bang –

An iron rod slapped Tang Ze's back, and in an instant, Tang Ze's teeth grinned as his skin and flesh were covered with blood and pain.

The two clashed, Tang Ze was beaten by the other party was covered in scales, and his left arm was broken by the opponent's stick, Tang Ze knew that he was so clumsy in the world of immortal cultivators when he attacked with a dragon stick, and it was not that he ran faster than the other party when he was strengthened with dragon power, and it was estimated that he was beaten to death just now.

Tang Ze, who was being chased, shouted in horror: "I can't do it, Brother Yao, if I do this again, I will beat him to death, come and save me!"

Wu Yao has actually been paying attention to Tang Ze, and pulled the battlefield to the path where the two of them chased him very early, Tang Ze, who ran in front of Wu Yao, immediately dodged and leaked the people chasing behind to Wu Yao, looking at Tang Ze's hanging left arm and the very obvious blood on the pitch-black iron rod.

Wu Yao let out a sharp roar, "Dare to hit my brother and find death!" His right fist slammed into the chest of the man with the stick at a very alarming speed.

And then......

Then the regular competition became again, Wu Yao was one against two, and Tang Ze shouted 666 while healing his injuries on the side.

In the end, the two of them knelt on the ground with their arms broken by Wu Yao, and Tang Ze, who had almost recovered from his injuries, stood in front of the two of them proudly, snatched the pitch-black iron rod and checked it in his hand, hey~ This thing looks quite big, I didn't expect it to be so light, no wonder you hit Lao Tzu and slipped away, the man with the stick looked at Tang Ze who selected the pitch-black iron rod and threw it into the air and then took it firmly in his hand." Big brother, my stick is made of fine iron, which is three times denser than ordinary iron, and this stick is more than 100 pounds, and it is difficult for me to dance without divine power."

Tang Ze's eyes glared, "Hey~ Did Lao Tzu let you speak!Did you let you speak!" took the iron rod in his hand and beat the person with the stick, but Tang Ze also kept his strength, since the other party had been beaten and had no power to fight back, and he knelt on the ground and begged for mercy so politely, then he was reluctant to beat him into a pig's head and was very kind.

In fact, in the regular game of Xiumeng, since the opponent has already admitted defeat, he can no longer insult, but who calls this a black match, the more you abuse the opponent, the happier the audience will be, and naturally there will be no staff to stop you.

Tang Ze was not easy to breathe, "I took this stick, do you have any opinions?" and then the two walked out of the arena without looking back......