Zheng Hu took off all the protective gear on the kitchen wall, and the mace must have been thrown far away.

He handed the things into Ye Fei's hands and said, "Senior brothers can only help you get here, remember the second principle of the Fire Stove Hall, immortality is victory!" ”

The life-and-death battles of the Hundred Battle Sect are very special, and the life-and-death battles elsewhere require the consent of both parties.

The difference here is that as long as they are disciples who enter the sect at the same time, the status of the applicant is not higher than that of the challenged.

For example; Miscellaneous disciples in the same year can apply to miscellaneous disciples for life and death fights, and registered disciples in the same year cannot apply for life and death fights from miscellaneous disciples.

You can only apply to the same person once

To apply for a battle in the martial arts arena, points are required, and the martial arts hall will be arranged, and a person can only fight once a day, and the day before the fight, the applicant has the right to cancel the fight.

The name on the battle post is Zhong Jun, and the seventh recultivation of the Yellow Realm is for it, and the time of the battle is not today, that is, at one o'clock at noon.

After being busy at noon, Ye Fei went to the martial arts arena.

The martial arts arena was the last place that the old people of the Fire Stove Hall were willing to go, and only Zheng Niu accompanied him.

It came a little early, half an hour early, and neither the referee nor the opponent had arrived.

The arena was built outdoors, resembling a circular arena, with a huge ring in the middle, nine smaller rings, and an audience seat outside.

When no one uses the ring, the martial arts hall is covered with a special grass shed, and today there is a competition, and only a small ring is opened.

At the entrance, someone set up a table and opened a gambling game.

Ye Fei had nothing to do, so he went to the gambling table to have a look.

"Bet, Ye Fei of the Stove Hall of the Day After Tomorrow Triple will fight against Zhong Jun of the Patrol Hall of the Yellow Realm Sevenfold!"

Ye Fei insisted on one breath, and the odds were 1.1

Ye Fei insisted on three interest, with odds of 1.3

Ye Fei insisted on ten breaths, with odds of 1.5

.......

I don't know if I don't know it, Ye Fei himself looked at it and wanted to hit someone, and asked the opener, "Why is there no win or loss?"

The opener, Lin Ze, said with a smile, "The people of this stove hall have never won, and they will lose." Win or lose, Zhong Jun wins, it's no wonder if I don't lose my life. ”

Zheng Niu couldn't help but want to hit someone when he heard it, clenched his fists, and was willing to swing it out at any time.

Although Ye Fei was angry in his heart, he was much more mature and able to control his anger, and he also held down Zheng Niu's angry fist to tell him not to be reckless.

He squeezed out a smirk at Lin Ze, "I want to win in the fire stove, what should I do?" ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone laughed.

Someone persuaded Ye Fei, "As a senior brother, I kindly remind you that if you win by pressing the fire stove, that is, you will send money." ”

"The newcomers still don't know the situation of each hall, but after a month, you will understand that the people in the stove hall are all turtles!"

Zheng Niu bared his teeth angrily, but was still pressed back by Ye Fei.

"You want to win the stove, right, this is easy to do."

Someone sent money, Lin Ze was naturally happy, and with a stroke of his pen, he wrote, "Ye Feisheng, odds 20!" ”

Ye Fei took out the only six lower-grade spirit stones from the space bag and pressed himself to win. Five of them were given by Ye Shisheng, and one was the monthly salary of the sect.

Lin Ze smiled, "Is there anyone else who wants to bet?" ”

Zheng Niu was angry, and directly smashed out twenty lower-grade spirit stones, pressing the leaves to fly.

Of course, the two of them pressed Ye Feisheng, and no one dared to buy this bet anymore.

Ye Fei pulled Zheng Niu away and asked, "Where's your mace?" ”

Zheng Niu immediately took out his mace and showed a grateful look, "Thank you, but be careful, you are only the day after tomorrow, and the other party is the seventh level of the Yellow Realm, if you can't win, you will admit defeat in time, as long as you do your best to fight, you will not be ashamed." ”

Ye Fei smiled confidently, "It's just a scumbag, see how I abuse him later." ”

The referee was an experienced miscellaneous disciple of the martial arts hall, and after he came to the stage, he pinched the time on time, and shouted as soon as the time came.

"Please patrol Hall Zhong Jun, Fire Stove Hall Ye Fei is on the field!"

Zhong Jun's expression was relaxed, his face was relaxed, like a victor coming, and he waved to the people around him as he walked.

The people in the stands shouted, "Brother Zhong, I pressed you to beat him for ten breaths, no matter what, I can't let the boy from the stove hall slip away." ”

Someone else shouted, "How can ten breaths be enough, I have suppressed it for a quarter of an hour, if you don't fight for a quarter of an hour, I will apply to you tomorrow for a life-and-death fight!" ”

The bystanders exclaimed, "A quarter of an hour? A newcomer is a newcomer, there are very few people who fight more than ten breaths in the stove hall, and there are no more than thirty breaths, a quarter of an hour, it's just a fool's dream. In a quarter of an hour, the people of the stove hall had already rolled back and began to eat meat and drink. ”

Ye Fei walked onto the stage, thinking about points and experience.

"Killing Zhong Jun has 200 points and experience, but the experience will be enough for 1000 tomorrow, you can upgrade a god body to level 2, the points are less than 500, and it costs 1000 points to exchange for dragon breath soil, and you also need two pieces of dragon breath soil to quickly promote to the Yellow Realm, which is too slow."

Points, points, good need points.

He looked at Zhong Jun's 200 points for this event, and his eyes were full of heat.

When the audience saw that Ye Fei was not wearing a piece of protective gear, they immediately became restless and began to discuss.

"The people in the stove hall didn't bring turtle shells, what was he going to do? Are you going to fight with the people in the patrol hall? ”

"What's really going on, the new young man, young and vigorous, should understand, it is estimated that the turtle shell will be approved in two days. Cherish this moment, and you can also see the members of the fire stove hall who don't have turtle shells, and they may grow turtle shells one day. ”

Lin Ze, the boss of the opening, saw that Ye Fei was the one who pressed his victory, and he also brought weapons to the field.

Based on his years of experience watching the game, Ye Fei is either sure or overconfident.

He panicked inexplicably in his heart, "This Ye Fei is obviously not a crazy person who is overconfident, but he has only cultivated three times the day after tomorrow, and he can't even use the yellow-level martial arts, but Zhong Jun is in the late stage of the Yellow Realm, and his cultivation is not a little bit worse, does he have a secret weapon?" ”

Arriving here first, he shook his head fiercely, dispelling his strange thoughts and focusing on watching the game.

The referee saw the two come to the stage, took out the life and death agreement, asked both parties to sign it, and then introduced the rules.

"Between the first time the two of them have a life-and-death fight, I solemnly say the rules, the use of weapons is not limited, the game will start after the hands touch, the battle area is limited to this ring, once someone falls into the ring, the game is considered to be over. Killing people in the ring will be severely punished by the sect! ”

"After hearing this, we started to fight, and the two sides got closer."

The referee pressed the backs of their hands together and announced, "The fight begins!" ”

At the beginning of the life and death fight, it was to solve the contradictions between the disciples, so there would be no etiquette, and the fight would be full of gunpowder.

When the referee let go, he quickly backed away and retreated to the edge of the ring.

Zhong Jun himself is a small minion in the patrol hall, and his cultivation is not bad as a new miscellaneous disciple, but it is not the best batch, because someone paid a lot of money for him to kill Ye Fei.

Before coming, he reminded him that after the competition began, he must catch the other party and not let go, otherwise the other party will quickly run off the ring, and his reward will be gone.

Zhong Jun remembered the teachings, and reached out to grab Ye Fei at the beginning of the game.