Most of the guests in the Furong Hall are women, which feels similar to the beauty salons of the earth, Zhang Jun can't help but sigh, no matter which world it is, a woman's love for beauty will subvert your worldview.

All kinds of flowers, plants, and strange things and strange stones, after being smashed by a technician-like person, oral, sprayed, cold compress, hot compress, all kinds of ways are used on women, steel knives, copper shovels, silver needles, gold spoons, flying up and down, patting, rubbing, pressing, pulling, and means are full of eyes, and there will be wafting out of the intermittent single room secret room, and a few women scream in pain but with excitement and happiness.

In the inner hall of Furong Hall, Guan Xing took Zhang Jun to sit in the guest seat and drink tea.

"How could Brother Guan Xing come to my Furong Hall so leisurely, this is what my sister can't ask for!" Giggle......" A silver bell-like laugh walked out of a charming and sexy middle-aged beauty.

"Sister Qin, don't tease me, today the eldest brother really has something to ask you for, my little brother, just came to Hongshan City, encountered some dangerous things, I want to change my appearance, and I ask my sister to help me get it."

"This little thing is still for the eldest brother, you run in person, you only need to send someone to hold the eldest brother's name tag, and the little sister will immediately do it properly, but since the eldest brother is here in person, it should be the importance of this little brother, I will find the best craftsman to create a human skin mask, I don't know what type of person the little brother wants to change?" The beautiful woman of the piano sister said gently.

"Sister Qin, there is no need to change the age, as long as the appearance is different from now, the more ordinary the better, I don't want to be jealous."

Zhang Jun is definitely a beautiful man on earth, not the appearance of little fresh meat, but a handsome image with a strong body and plump muscles, somewhat similar to Zhen Moudan. There are a lot of suitors of the same age in the military compound.

"That's it! A handsome boy like you, with this kind of request, or the first one encountered, this is simple, I will come when I go, I don't have the skills of the master craftsman here, the speed is very fast."

About an hour later, a maid followed behind Sister Qin, walked over with a red tray, put the red tray in front of Zhang Jun and walked out of the inner hall, and Sister Qin handed Zhang Jun a bottle of potion in her hand.

"This potion is mixed with two catties of water every day, and then the human skin mask is soaked in it for a quarter of an hour, and the human skin mask will remain as elastic as the skin. Just put it on like this."

Sister Qin, a middle-aged beautiful woman, put the human skin mask into the basin of water and dripped a drop of potion, helped Zhang Jun dry her face, and put on a human skin mask for Zhang Jun a quarter of an hour later.

Zhang Jun saw in front of the mirror that his face had become a little darker, and he was a very ordinary teenager's face, and there was no trace of disguise.

Zhang Jun looked at the different self in the mirror and felt that it was extremely magical, and the colorful realm was full of unimaginable mysteries.

"Since you are Brother Guan's good brother, this human skin mask will be given to you, it can be regarded as Sister Qin's meeting gift, giggle......." Sister Qin said generously.

"Sister Qin, isn't this okay?Furong Pavilion is not opened by your family, such an expensive thing, at least 100,000 spars, the little brother's money will be paid by the eldest brother, I can't let you break the bank," Guan Xing hurriedly took out the Qiankun bag and handed it over.

"Brother Guan, are you looking down on my sister? I have a relationship with my little brother, and I can still afford this little money as the shopkeeper of Furong Pavilion."

"I'm saying that when I look at my little brother, I already have eight levels of martial arts at a young age, and my future is limitless. Furong Pavilion can make friends with a genius like a little brother, it is really a high climb, this little thing is just a meeting gift, doesn't Brother Guan Xing want me to make a little brother in Furong Pavilion? Do you want to monopolize the friendship with the little brother?" Sister Qin said with a slight anger in a charming smile.

"What did Sister Qin say, since you intend to make friends with Brother Zhang Jun, I can't stop it, I want to be a witness for you, Little Brother Zhang Jun, you can accept a piece of your Sister Qin's heart, she is really optimistic about you.......!

Zhang Jun got up and thanked him, and he was not polite, since someone had the intention to make friends and had no malicious intentions, he naturally couldn't save face with others, not to mention that he was still a beautiful woman--- twenty years ago he was definitely at the level of a heavenly immortal.

Zhang Jun changed his outfit and walked out of Furong Hall with Guan Xing, and came to the largest martial arts arena in Hongshan City with Guan Xing, Guan Xing went back to the city lord's mansion to report, after all, there was such a big thing in the Tsing Yi Gang, it was impossible for Guan Xing to leave his official duties and accompany Zhang Jun, which Zhang Jun could also understand, Guan Xing's family relied on that little money to live.

There were hundreds of rings standing side by side on the martial arts arena, and there were crowds of people outside the ring, at least hundreds of thousands of people were watching the battle.

The deadline for registration for the junior group is 10,000, and the quota will be full soon. At least 1,000 teenagers have been turned away from Dongshan Academy.

There are rules for martial arts competitions, and the rules of the preliminary examination are ten to five to enter the semi-finals, and half of the martial artists will be eliminated in the preliminary round.

It is inevitable that people will be injured by beating, but it is not allowed to maliciously hurt people's lives, and those who are found to have maliciously injured others will be disqualified. Weapons are not allowed in the preliminary round. You can only compete for the qualification to win by fighting for strength or martial arts.

Each person must attack or defend ten times, and ten warriors will be randomly selected by Dongshan Academy to attack. Whoever is knocked out of the ring first loses, and if the ring is not captured for a quarter of an hour, the attacker loses. Both offense and defense are counted up to 10 times.

Zhang Jun was soon called to attack, the champion was a thin and tall red-faced boy, Zhang Jun just jumped into the ring by the red-faced boy with a palm knife sneak attack, almost not smashed on the body, fortunately Zhang Jun's body speed is extremely fast, a little toe around the back of the red-faced boy, a kick on the butt of the red-faced boy.

The red-faced young man's complexion changed greatly, obviously he didn't expect Zhang Jun's body to be so fast, rushing towards Zhang Jun's body, but he was kicked out by Zhang Jun instead, and a dog snatched and lay down under the stage.

Zhang Jun's kicking speed was too fast, and no one saw him out of his feet at all.

The audience laughed one after another, and the most unexpected defeat since the competition was that he was too strong and couldn't restrain himself and rushed out of the ring.

The red-faced young man, resentment rose, his face was even redder, as if he was about to drip blood, although his body was only a small wound that broke the skin, but his face was really lost.

"No. 3715 wins, No. 983 continues to defend"

Zhang Jun jumped out of the ring and felt a resentful gaze from the red-faced boy. Zhang Jun didn't pay any attention to it. Sit straight on the bluestone steps and watch the excitement.

The red-faced young man's martial arts are not weak, at the age of eighteen or nineteen, he is already a heavy martial arts mirror, which family should be a genius. Soon with a record of eight wins and two defeats, he won the place in the semifinals.

Zhang Jun glanced down at the bronze medal, in addition to the number, there are ten faint red vertical bars and ten white vertical bars, now Zhang Jun has lit up the first red line, red should represent the number of victories, on the contrary, white represents the number of defeats.

Zhang Jun was very strange, how did this thing be used? Is there a remote control? Zhang Jun looked at the recording table, and did not notice any difference at all, but at the beginning of victory and defeat, an old man would wave his arms at both sides.

After a while, it was Zhang Jun's turn to defend the ring, Zhang Jun's previous three attacks, all of which were won by one move, left a deep impression on the crowd, and when he saw him defending in person, he naturally looked at Zhang Jun's ring more.

The first to challenge Zhang Jun was a yellow-clothed young man with a seven-fold qi martial arts mirror, Zhang Jun just opened the mountain fist to exert a force, and the yellow-clothed young man couldn't resist it, fell into the ring, almost spurted blood, and easily won the fourth battle, and it was another move to defeat the enemy, and even several old men from Dongshan Academy on the recording table became interested in Zhang Jun.

In the next three consecutive battles, Zhang Jun easily won, all of them are one move, and they are all one move, not that Zhang Jun's cultivation is too much stronger than others, but Zhang Jun's combat power at the same level is invincible, basically he defeats the opponent with one strength, which is absolutely related to Zhang Jun's increasing divine power.

As soon as the people of the eighth battle came to the stage, there was a burst of exclamations from the audience.

"Isn't this Ouyang Yuan, the number one young genius in Hongshan City? Why did he come to participate in the Dongshan Academy's competition? He should be able to be admitted to the Dongshan Academy's internal recruitment quota, and the kid in the ring will definitely lose."

"Seven wins in seven battles are proud enough, even if you lose, you can enter the semifinals, after all, there are not many geniuses like Ouyang Yuan, this teenager should be able to worship under the door of Dongshan Academy."

"Your combat power is good, but you will definitely lose when you fight me, I am the Lingwu Mirror Quadruple Cultivator, and my peers have never been defeated in battle. I won't bully you, you can admit defeat yourself,".

Ouyang Yuan, who was in white in the ring, stood with his hands in his hands, his face was full of arrogance, and he said to Zhang Jun with a disdainful look.

Zhang Jun saw that this Ouyang Yuan was not simple, and the Lingwu Mirror was cultivated as a fourfold being, and almost the entire youth group was a top existence. But Zhang Jun even killed an experienced Lingwu Mirror quadruple master like Li Qingyi, the leader of the Tsing Yi Gang, how could he care about an immature teenager?

Although Zhang Jun's slaughter of the Tsing Yi Gang mainly relied on the power of the Divine Tree, Zhang Jun's own divine power and speed can definitely fight against the same combat power and be invincible. With these two advantages, Zhang Jun really didn't take Ouyang Yuan seriously.

"Hehe, I said this friend, you didn't fight, just like this, who gave you the confidence? If you are about to lose, what should you do? How big the cow brags, how big the person will lose, don't you know?" Zhang Jun said with a smile.

"You...... I can make a bet with you, I see that you are poor and sour, so I don't want you to bet on spars. If you lose, as long as you kowtow three times and call Grandpa Ouyang three times, I'm wrong. If I lose, the 100,000 medium-grade spars and two Lingwu Mirror Martial Arts martial arts in this Qiankun bag will be yours, do you dare to bet?"

"Hehe, this is something and don't dare, how could I refuse to take the initiative to send money. It's just that if you lose, not only will you lose the things in the bag, but you will also have to admit defeat in public. Throw the bag to the white-clothed senior on the recording table, and I believe that the white-clothed senior will be an impartial witness."

"Okay, since you want to be beaten, then don't blame me for being ruthless!" Ouyang Yuan threw the Qiankun bag to the old man in white.

"There are two Lingwu-level martial arts books and 100,000 medium-grade spars in the Qiankun bag, if you confirm that they are correct, you can start," the old man in white said loudly.

Now under the ring where Zhang Jun is located, there are more and more onlookers gathered, including a lot of people from Dongshan Academy, after all, this kind of gambling in the battle is the first time, everyone is interested, and people are guessing who wins and who loses.

What's more, many people participated in the opening of a gambling game under the stage, Zhang Jun's odds were one to three, and Ouyang Yuan's odds were one to one, although Zhang Jun's odds were super high, there were still few bets on Zhang Jun to win.

After all, the difference between the eightfold of the Qiwu Mirror and the fourfold of the Lingwu Mirror is too great, the difference is five realms, and there is also a large realm.

Then there is Ouyang Yuan, who is known as a talented boy on the first day in Hongshan City, and has the ability to fight beyond the level.

Therefore, no one was optimistic about Zhang Jun, and in the end, Zhang Jun's odds rose to 1 to 5, and only a few people tried to buy a little.

The guy who opened the gambling game had an extremely ugly face, he didn't expect this result, and he didn't bet on Zhang Jun, which means that this gamble is risky, and it is very likely that he will lose without a whole body.

"Come on, my name is Zhang Jun, I hope you remember me, this will be a failure experience in your life,".

Zhang Jun ran the Tongmai Gong, and a mountain opening punch was struck, and a hurricane hit Ouyang Yuan. Although Zhang Jun does not think highly of Ouyang Yuan, he will not despise his opponent.

Ouyang Yuan stood with his hands in his hands, but just waved his fist with one hand to meet Zhang Jun's punch. For Ouyang Yuan, the Eight Layers of the Qi Martial Mirror is not enough to see at all, and the arrogant Ouyang Yuan doesn't care about Zhang Jun at all.

"Boom"

After a loud bang, Ouyang Yuan Tengteng took three steps back, and the hand that was facing the fist wind was a little trembling after it hung down. Looking at Zhang Jun in astonishment, he couldn't imagine that Zhang Jun would have such a great attack power, and he was not weaker than the strength of his Spirit Martial Mirror.

There were also bursts of exclamations from the audience, no one expected that Zhang Jun would repel Ouyang Yuan with one punch, and even several old men from Dongshan Academy opened their mouths wide.

"It seems that I underestimated you, I only used thirty percent of my strength just now, you are ready to meet my anger!" Ouyang Yuan saw that the discussion in the audience was very unfavorable to him, and this kid named Zhang Jun actually made himself lose face, and couldn't help but be angry.

Ouyang Yuan no longer despised Zhang Jun, and swung out with his palms crossed, "Blue Wave Nine Slashes", one after another ripples of energy like waves and waves, rushing towards Zhang Jun, one power greater than the other.

"Bibo Nine Slashes" is the Ouyang family's non-external martial arts, the power is extremely great, especially each slash will be three points stronger than the previous slash, if you practice the ninth slash, the power is comparable to the Ming martial arts.

Ouyang Yuan is the supreme genius of the Ouyang family, and he practiced the "Blue Wave Nine Slashes" to the seventh slash at a young age. It's amazing.

Zhang Jun felt the power of Ouyang Yuan's "Blue Wave Nine Slash", Ouyang Yuan wanted to defeat himself with one blow to save face, this was Ouyang Yuan's full blow.

Zhang Jun suddenly felt a lot of pressure, if he fought hard, Ouyang Yuan's martial arts would definitely have an innate advantage, Zhang Jun felt that even if he could block Ouyang Yuan's blow, he was afraid that he would suffer internal injuries. Zhang Jun had to admire Ouyang Yuan's combat power, which was even more powerful than Li Qingyi.