"This is the arena?"

Chen Feng and the others looked at the circular arena like a bullfight below.

Jin Lang nodded, "In the entire inner courtyard, there is just such an arena, it shouldn't be wrong"

"Give it to me! hahaha"

"Lao Tzu bet another five hundred spirit pills!"

"Hahaha, it's over!"

Looking at the martial artists in the audience, Chen Feng shook his head slightly.

"What's the difference between this and playing monkey......" Yi Xiaojing said softly.

"It's so much more fun than playing monkey!" Wei Kun laughed.

"Brother Wei...... Do you know this arena?" asked Chen Feng.

Wei Kun nodded lightly, did not speak, turned his hand and took out a bag of Gathering Spirit Pill, Chen Feng looked at it carefully, it was about four or five hundred, that is, the number of Jade Pan disciples who entered the inner courtyard.

"Look!" Wei Kun smiled and walked directly into a crowd in the audience, slamming the bag on the table.

Then he shouted loudly, "Five hundred spirit pills, press myself!"

The table was also full of people, but Chen Feng found that one of them was sitting on a big teng chair, and several martial artists behind him were standing behind him, staring at the large pile of Gathering Spirit Pills on the table.

The warrior sitting on the chair has high eyebrows and a wide forehead, and his nose is also very large, but he sits on the big Teng chair, and the people around him are really respectful to him.

"Where did you come from, the hairy boy, yelling and living impatiently?" a warrior suddenly became angry.

"Hmm, isn't it allowed to bet here?" Wei Kun patted the hospital uniform on his body, which was considered to increase his momentum a little.

"Bet?" the tall warrior frowned, "You kid just entered the inner courtyard, go aside"

"What if you just entered the inner courtyard, do you look down on people?" Wei Kun suddenly became angry.

Just as the warrior was about to speak, the warrior stopped him.

"You can indeed bet here, and it doesn't matter if you press yourself, but ......" The Bench Warrior looked at Wei Kun with interest, "But your five hundred Gathering Spirit Pill doesn't seem to be enough......"

"Huh?" Wei Kun was stunned.

Wei Kun is a little clear about the rules of the arena betting, but he also doesn't know much about the market in the inner court.

Just when Wei Kun was embarrassed and at a loss, Chen Feng and Jin Lang walked up.

Chen Feng nodded at Jin Lang, who flipped his palm, and a bag of Gathering Spirit Pill appeared in his hand.

"I'll press him another five hundred!" Jin Lang said softly.

Seeing this, Wei Kun immediately looked at Jin Lang suspiciously.

Jin Lang didn't speak, but Yi Xiaojing also took out a bag of Gathering Spirit Pill and put it on the table, "I will also press him!"

Wei Kun was immediately moved.

"Oh, interesting!" The rattan chair warrior spread his body and moved his body slightly, "Yes, let's register my name."

Chen Feng and the three of them looked at Wei Kun and nodded slightly.

Only then did Wei Kun raise his head and say, "Wei Kun, the third order of the martial artist!"

"Wei Kun, good name!" the rattan chair warrior laughed.

Then he glanced around at the surrounding martial artists, "Is there anyone who wants to compete with this newcomer who has just entered the inner courtyard?"

"Haha, let me come, the fourth order of the martial artist is not a bully for him"

A martial artist who was not very old walked up and looked at Wei Kun with disdain.

Seeing this, the warrior of the Teng Chair smiled without a trace at the corner of his mouth, and then shouted loudly, "Wang Chou fights against Wei Kun, Wang Chou pays one for ten, and Wei Kun pays ten for one!"

"I'm crushing the king for five thousand!"

"I crush the king with 10,000!"

"I also crush the king with 10,000"

The surrounding martial artists suddenly screamed loudly, and bags of Gathering Spirit Pills quickly filled half of the table.

Only then did the Teng Chair Warrior stand up, sighed heavily, and then shouted loudly, "Okay! Since everyone is so interested, today I, Fan Jie, will spend money to buy everyone a happy one!"

"The Lord of the Fan League is mighty!"

"The Lord of the Fan League is mighty!"

......

"This Fan Jie is not simple!" Chen Feng said in a low voice.

Jin Lang nodded.

"Hmph, let them be stunned for a while!" Wei Kun smiled disdainfully.

Feeling the crazy screams around him, Fan Jie slowly turned his head, looked at Wei Kun, and said slowly, "Please!"

"Hmph!" Wei Kun snorted lightly, then bypassed everyone and jumped directly into the circular field below.

"Fan Meng Master!" Wang Chou also clenched his fists, and also jumped directly into the field below.

"Brother Chen, what do you think of that Wang Chou?" Jin Lang asked in a low voice.

Chen Feng glanced at the martial artist beside Fan Jie and found that the latter was also peeking at him.

Chen Feng frowned, looked at Wei Kun and the two of them off the field, and shook his head, "That Wang Chou has not only cultivated to the fourth order of martial arts, one order higher than Wei Kun, but he is an old student!

"Then Wei Kun, he ......," Yi Xiaojing also pursed her lips.

Although Yi Xiaojing usually doesn't accept this or that, as long as it is a friend who is recognized by her, she still cares more.

Chen Feng smiled lightly, "Look at it!"

Jin Lang looked at Chen Feng's face, and he was even more puzzled, Chen Feng's appearance was obviously more optimistic about Wei Kun.

"Senior brother, please advise!" Wei Kun raised the corners of his mouth and clenched his fists without the slightest respect.

Wang Chou was the same, he didn't even move his hands, and looked at Wei Kun and plucked his ears contemptuously.

"Little junior brother, please first! don't say that you won't be given a chance to be a senior brother!"

When Wei Kun heard this, he was shocked, and his spiritual power quickly diffused, "Offended!"

Bang bang bang!

Wei Kun smiled evilly, and his backhand quickly sealed, and pieces of rocks formed by spiritual power condensed broke out of the ground.

"Earth Fury!"

Wei Kun let out a loud shout, waved his hands forward, and countless rocks shot towards Wang Chou at great speed.

"Second-order medium martial arts only!" Wang Chou's eyes sank, and his hands immediately crossed the air.

A fiery red barrier appeared in front of Wang Chou.

Bang bang bang

Bang bang bang!

In an instant, the barrier destroyed all the rocks that were rapidly moving forward, and then turned into countless spiritual dust and disappeared into the heavens and the earth.

Seeing this, Wei Kun's face changed slightly, and his heart was already set off with a turbulent wave.

"It seems that this Wang Chou has really stayed in the fourth order of martial arts for a long time, and he has not sealed the middle martial arts of the second order......"

Although he was shocked in his heart, how could Wei Kun be the kind of person who condescended to humility!

"Cliff Punch!"

Bang bang bang!

With one hand, several rocks condensed out of thin air, quickly attached to Wei Kun's arm, and a suffocating aura emanated from Wei Kun's arm.

Chen Feng can also find that the current Wei Kun is much more powerful than the duel with Jin Lang in the outer courtyard square that day.

"It seems that during this time, Wei Kun has not been idle!" Jin Lang thought in his heart, and his fists were involuntarily clenched.

No matter who it is, they all have a competitive heart, not to mention that it is a proud son of heaven like Jin Lang, and the battle with Wei Kun Square is of course unforgettable.

"Haven't given up yet?" Wang Chou was a little surprised, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he sealed with one hand.

The two eyes widened suddenly, and two wisps of fiery red spiritual mist emanated from both sides.

"This is the Hitomi Technique!" Yi Xiaojing was startled.

"Well, it's just the lowest......" Chen Feng nodded.

"That kid should also go down, this is one of Wang Chou's hole cards!"

"Yes, I don't know how many uneducated warriors have fallen for Wang Chou's trick!"

There were many discussions among the martial artists outside the arena, but the two people in the arena had already expanded their spiritual power and were ready to go.

"Kan Ling's Eyes!"

Two wisps of red spiritual smoke quickly stopped in Wang Chou's eyebrows, and a silent scorching aura spread.

"Give me death!" Wei Kun shouted.

The arm wrapped in the rock was like a huge meteorite, and it smashed heavily into Wang Chou.

Wang Chou's pupil technique is indeed one of his most powerful hole cards, but what about Wei Kun's cliff punch?

When Wang Chou condensed Kan Ling's eyes, Wei Kun's huge rock fist had already been reflected in the pupils of the former's eyes.

Wang Chou did not panic at all, and the spiritual mist in his eyebrows also spread rapidly, Wang Chou flashed, and a fiery red light shot towards Wei Kun in the spiritual mist in his eyebrows.

It slammed into its rock fist.