Wen Dong won cleanly, which made several rich gentry in the audience at the highest view all praise.

"Childe, your bounty!" As soon as Wen Dong walked out of the Douling Arena, a woman came over with a delicate box, which contained treasures from the rich people on the table.

Wen Dong didn't care about the money, he only took the customs chapter on the plate, and he didn't take the rest.

"Childe, this is all rewarded by those masters, you should take it......" the woman advised.

Wen Dong stopped, and in the corner of the wall curled up a child covered in mud, staring at the floor in horror, for fear that the people around him would hurt him. Wen Dong turned to the woman, picked up the box in her hand, then walked up to the beggar child, wiped the dirt on his face with his white fingers, and then said softly, "Child, you hold these ......"

Wen Dong doesn't care how money measures this world, all he can do is to stand on the border of etiquette and happiness and keep his last conscience.

"Gongzi Xie, Gongzi Xie!" The child burst into tears and kowtowed at Wen Dong's feet to thank him.

Wen Dong walked away step by step, which made the woman really puzzled, and actually rewarded these hard-won jewels to a beggar child? Is this man crazy?

In a remote restaurant in Wuling Dao, a man with his muscular arms was leaning against a wall pillar, and he played with the lizard-tailed short knife in his hand, as if he was waiting for someone.

"Smack!" A bag full of silver was thrown out of the darkness, and the man caught it with both hands. Then a masked man slowly walked out of the shadows, his eyes with a heavy aura.

"Listen, tomorrow your opponent is a girl from the Phoenix Feather Pavilion, I want you to force her to summon the spirit seed by any means, understand?" The deep voice commanded.

The man who collected the money had dark skin and wheat color, looked like he had been exposed to the sun all year round, and his whole body was simply draped in coarse linen, and he suddenly said, "My lord, if it is really a disciple of Huang Yu, I am afraid I don't have much chance of winning......

"Don't worry, she was seriously injured a few days ago, and her body has not yet healed, so you have the capital to fight......" The man cleverly analyzed for him.

The man held the heavy silver in his hand and threw a suspicious look.

"Remember, I want you to force her to use the Spirit Seed, not defeat her, understand?" The man asked, raising his voice.

"My lord, why is this ......?" the man did not understand what he meant.

"Take people's money and do things for others, and you don't have to ask about the rest......" The man said a word and disappeared into the shadows.

The sparse sunlight outside the small hall shone in, and the man could faintly see a blood-red beast pattern behind the adult's black trench coat with the help of this faint light.

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In the next few rounds, as Wen Dong expected, Ban Jiuge also easily got the customs chapter, Yu Wenlin, Xie Yi, Jiang Wanliu, and Ma Thanos met the opponents, and several people also solved it easily. All that's left is Jingli......

After Wen Dong and the others got the customs clearance seal, they hurriedly left the place of right and wrong. Along the way, she was uneasy, she was still thinking about everything she saw in Wuling Dao today, people killed for money, and the audience cheered for happiness, such a world made her very disappointed.

Back at the tavern, Wen Dong went to Helian Sheng's room to check on his condition, but fortunately, he had Yi Wuhua by his side to take care of him at any time, and his condition improved somewhat. And Jing Li stood outside Helian Sheng's door and didn't dare to enter, the dream was so real that she couldn't believe that she had stuck a sword in his chest. Just when Jing Li was struggling, Helian Sheng's door was pushed open, Yi Wuhua walked out of it with a basin of hot water, Jing Li's eyes were on Yi Wuhua's face, Yi Wuhua glanced at her coldly and asked, "What are you doing here?" Jing Li was speechless, she didn't know how to speak, if she really hurt Helian Sheng, she really didn't have the face to stand here.

"I'll take a look at Senior Brother Helian......" Jing Li's tone was weak and even weak.

"Isn't that sword of yours ruthless enough?" Yi Wuhua's blood-red eyes clamped Jing Li at once.

Jing Liwu's mind was blank, everything in the original dream was true, and he actually raised his sword to hurt Senior Brother Helian!

"You go, don't disturb his rest......" Iwuka turned and closed the door tightly.

Jing Li grabbed her cuffs and held back tears, she hurt a person who should not be hurt the most.

"Girl, okay, don't blame yourself......" Wen Dong appeared behind Jing Li at some point. Then Wen Dong took Jing Li's hand and walked out of the tavern, the two sat on the roof of the tavern in a chic manner, looking at the lights of the ten thousand homes that Yan Yun turned off from a distance, Wen Dong took out a pot of wine from his arms and said to Jing Li, "Come on?" ”

Jing Li's red eyes stared at Wen Dong, and he took the pot of wine and looked up to drink.

"This drinking is more pleasant than being sad alone, drinking to relieve worries, and when you are drunk, you forget everything!" Wen Dong is worthy of being a wine lover, and wine tasting has taught him a lot of famous tastes.

But Jing Lifang turned rosy after a few sips, and drunkenly shouted to the night sky with a wine jug, "I, Jing Li, want to become stronger, I want to protect all the people I love!" With that, Jing Li turned his head to look at Wen Dong and grinned stupidly.

"Poof!" Jing Li drank too much, and fell asleep soundly on Wen Dong's shoulder.

Wen Dong grabbed the wine jug in his hand and poured it one by one, he looked at the thousands of households with tears in his eyes, how could he not be like Jing Li when he was young, he longed to be strong for his lover and to live. To this day, the original self and the current Jingli are not the end of the world.

The morning light hit the green willow leaves, and the birds chirped happily to break the mirror Li's deep sleep, this girl held her head for a long time before she came to her senses, it seems that she drank yesterday, which made her a little uncomfortable today.

Ban Jiuge waited outside the Jingli Gate early, knocked on the door and asked, "Girl, get up, I'm going to Wuling Dao today." ”

Jing Li hastily replied, "Hmm! Then he grabbed the feather mask on his desk and hurriedly put it on.

It was already noon when he came to Wuling Dao, and Yan Yunguan had the hottest time of the day, and even the mud and sand in the Douling Arena were steaming......

Wen Dong looked at the list of today's battles, and it was written - Kejinale.

It seems that the opponent Jing Li met was not a native of Middle-earth, but a native of the Northern Wilderness, and the surname Ke Ji was originally a beast taming herdsman in the inland of the Northern Wilderness.

"Girl, it's from the Northern Wilderness, be careful!" Before Jing Li entered, Wen Dong repeatedly admonished.

"People from the Northern Wilderness?" Jing Li didn't know what Wen Dong said about the people of the Northern Wilderness who were far beyond ordinary people.

"The people of the Northern Wilderness live in the harshest desert all year round, they make a living by hunting and killing spirit beasts, and the owner has extremely high physical fitness and actual combat experience, if you meet him, you must not take it lightly." Ban Jiu Ge explained to the people of the Northern Wilderness that Wen Dong said.

At this moment, a cold sweat began to break out behind Jing Li, why did such a fierce tribe come here, and he still called himself bumpered.

Not long after, Jing Li's competition began, and before the scene, Jing Li looked back and smiled, it seemed that she was confident.

Jing Li was wearing a red cloak, and the bronze mask on her face lined her little face with snow-white. And it was a man from the Northern Wilderness who was approaching, with a scar on his eye, strong muscles all over his body, a few strands of pigtails in his hair, and a tattered sackcloth draped diagonally over his chest, which was really different from the dress of the people of Middle-earth.

"Little girl, let the horses go!" The man stood in front of Jing Li and hooked his hands. This move ignited the enthusiasm of the audience at once. Jing Li had been instructed by Wen Dong, and she understood that this person was provoking herself, so Jing Li was not stunned, but just kept a calm stare at this person.

"Oh, little girl!" The man stopped talking nonsense, and pulled out the short knife on his calf with a swing of his leg, like a hungry wolf pounced on Jing Li.

"Boom!" Behind the man, the mourning hall lit up, and there were two yellow-brown spiritual fires. "Not good! It's the Second Soul Being! Jing Li realized that this Northern Wilderness person was not small.

"Huh!" The man's attack was strange and unusual, like a black scorpion, stinging only to the point.

Jing Li turned his head left and right to dodge his spikes, each stab carrying a thick black aura, this was his beast spirit, the blood-spotted black scorpion, a spirit species that attacked opponents with poisonous spiritual power.

Seeing that this person was suppressing himself everywhere, Jing Li unfolded his cuffs and pulled his body back, and took advantage of the situation to raise a cloud of dust and dust with a quick sweep of his legs on the ground, and Jing Li disappeared into the dust.

The man choked on the dust and coughed. Just as he was relieving himself, a sword shadow of Jing Li poked out of the dust, and the man was a practitioner who skillfully dodged Jing Li's surprise attack. Then the man turned around and smiled evilly, and stomped on the ground with one kick, and in an instant, the entire Fighting Spirit Arena trembled, raising the yellow sand of the whole arena at once. And this is this person's second beast spirit, the Tuo Barbarian Spirit.

This terrifying force spread to the audience, Wen Dong locked his eyebrows and stared at the change in the situation on the field, and this person's stomp made the tea on the table behind Wen Dong shake.

As the dust fell, Jing Li stuck her sword in the sand to stabilize her body, and the beads of sweat on her cheeks were smashing into the sand one by one.

"This girl is really hard bones, and she hasn't summoned the spirit seed yet." The man didn't understand why Jing Li was so persistent.

The man shook the whole field step by step, he rushed towards Jing Li like a charging giant elephant, Jing Li's sword turned, and his right hand threw out three blood dragon silk to tie up the person, the blood dragon silk was really the treasure of the Dragon Pavilion Lord, and as soon as he touched the flesh and blood, he contracted wildly.

"Uhhhh The man let out a wild roar, and a sea of clouds surging aura vibrated and shot out, and the Northern Wilderness man's arm was stretched out, tearing off the blood dragon silk alive.

"What a terrifying body power......" Jing Li shuddered as she stole the mask.

"Little girl, there are a lot of tricks!" The man took a second short knife from his left calf, and two lizard-tail-shaped short knives staggered towards Jing Li.

Jing Li's sword was not as fast as his, and in a moment, this person's sword speed was much faster than his own. When the two were fighting each other, the man was as cold as a black scorpion and kicked Jing Li in the lower abdomen, and Jing Li was kicked to the edge of the fighting spirit field.

"Jing Li!" Senior Sister Jiang in the audience began to worry, and it was not a way to hold on like this.

"If this kid doesn't use the mourning hall again, I'm afraid there will be more and less luck!" Ban Jiu Ge slammed on the table.

Wen Dong turned his face without waves, and stopped Ban Jiuge's words with one hand, saying, "Don't be in a hurry......

The Northern Wilderness man in the field had already gained the upper hand, Jing Li half-propped up her body and spit blood, she stared at the person firmly with bloodshot eyes, and said, "I want to become stronger...... I'm going to protect the people I love......"

Perhaps that person was in a hurry to force out Jing Li's spirit seed, so he simply swung his knife and rushed towards Jing Li.

Jing Li stuck the sword in her hand on the ground, knelt on one knee, and stretched out her left hand to maximize the rotation of the hole in her ears, completely blocking the sound of the outside world, as if there was only her own voice at that moment.

"Poof, poof!" As the man's footsteps approached, Jing Li slowly raised his eyes, and then his face turned fierce and he grinned.

"Ping!" The blade in Jing Li's hand was vibrating rapidly, and then a silent stillness enveloped the whole field, it seemed that the sound and living things in the audience were stagnant, and after a few seconds, Jing Li raised his head and roared, and the blade in his hand exploded and shattered in an instant, and a sound like a tsunami erupted from the blade of Jing Li's right hand, and the powerful sound wave distorted the space of the field, and everyone hugged their ears and groaned, and the people of the Northern Wilderness were even more shocked by this sound wave, and directly collapsed to the ground.

"The name of this technique is Jingyin......" Jingli's hair wrapped around his eyes, and he looked back and said coldly.