"You kid can do it! I gave that girl a pajama so quickly, and even half of your mother-in-law convinced me, but your body is still too weak, and it only takes a while to make you empty. ”

Glancing at Xianglin, who was satisfied and excited beside him, and then looking at Hua Xiangrong, who was sitting in the top position, with a hint of joy on his face, the fire of gossip in Cheng Zhen's heart burned brightly.

He was still thinking about whether to go back and move the rescuers, so as not to let those Hua Xiangrong really beat Yunyi to death.

But who would have thought that before he could make up his mind, the kid came out, and he walked out with Xianglin and Hua Xiangrong.

What's more, Hua Xiangrong no longer has the momentum of shouting and killing before, and there is not even a trace of killing intent.

Coupled with Xianglin's little girl's satisfied look, it is obvious that something indescribably wonderful has happened inside.

He is really convinced of his cheap disciple now, and he can't take it anymore.

It's just that this body is still too weak, when he saw Yun Yi just now, this kid's breath was not good, which made him startled, and swallowed a large amount of qi and blood pills and demon beast flesh and blood before replenishing it.

Just one Xianglin almost squeezed that kid dry, plus the two little girls of Lonely Night Dream and Fu Qianqin still had to fry that kid into tofu and dried it?

In response to this, Cheng Zhen handed Yun Yi a disdainful look, the kind that was undisguised.

"It's endless!"

Hearing his teacher's secret transmission, Yun Yi scolded angrily.

He didn't dare to explain here, after all, his voice transmission ability was too low-level, and he couldn't hide it from Hua Xiangrong, who was sitting in the first place, at such a close distance.

If he hears the chatting words between him and Cheng Zhen, the ghost knows if he will go berserk, so it is better to remain silent at this time.

As for the changes in his body, it was all tears.

He didn't expect that Xianglin's corpse blood would actually conflict with the sun spiritual fire stored in the divine soldier's qi and blood in his body.

That drop of corpse blood was like water falling into hot oil, and it exploded in an instant, even with the sun's spiritual fire.

In just a moment, most of his body was blown into a blood mist, if it weren't for the immediate reflection, if he used Qiankun Ding to focus on blessing and protecting his spine and head, I am afraid that he would be crippled if he was not dead now.

This also made Yun Yi abandon the idea of stealing the teacher's corpse transformation ability, at least not until this conflict is resolved.

Seeing that Yunyi didn't speak, in Cheng Zhen's opinion, this was obviously a tacit acquiescence, and for a while, the fire of gossip in his heart burned even more vigorously.

And Xianglin on the side was indeed full of joy and satisfaction, but it was not the kind of dirty thing that Cheng Zhen thought, but she condensed her own martial arts artistic conception.

Although it has only condensed a trace of undetectable traces, it has taken a crucial step, and in the future, it only needs to be based on this trace of martial arts artistic conception to slowly cultivate.

Originally, she still thought that she had to retreat and do penance, who thought that the existence of the will body was so powerful, and it directly condensed into a martial arts artistic conception.

Of course, the reason why it was condensed so quickly and so easily was that the power of silence played a great role.

Because what she chose was the artistic conception of silence, or the artistic conception of life and death, which she had planned for a long time.

As early as when she chose to prepare to fuse the power of the bloodline of the ancient demon corpse, she was ready to condense the two martial arts artistic conceptions of life and death in the future, which was also her only choice.

After all, the power of the bloodline of the ancient demon corpse is too domineering and strong, and her background is not enough to carry it, and only with the assistance of the two artistic conceptions of life and death can it be balanced.

However, the appearance of the power of silence gave her a better choice, instead of condensing the two artistic conceptions of life and death separately, it was better to directly condense the artistic conception of silence at a higher level.

Moreover, the artistic conception of silence is more compatible with the Jizo Silence Extinguishing Method, and the cultivation will be smoother.

And the condensation of the artistic conception of silence also means that she is already qualified to compete for the opportunity in the Hall of Stars.

With such a huge harvest, Xianglin is very satisfied and happy.

"Lord Lord, all the arrangements have been made, and a total of one thousand three hundred and seventy-eight second-order dead soldiers have been selected. ”

After a while, a middle-aged man stepped up and respectfully reported to Hua Xiangrong, who was sitting in the first place.

He was Hua Xiangrong's henchman, and the task of selecting second-order dead soldiers was entrusted to him before.

Excluding those who were problematic or suspicious, a total of more than a thousand second-order dead soldiers were selected.

The cultivation methods of these second-order dead soldiers are special, and they spend a lifetime and all their potential to polish the realm of the second order, which can be comparable to Tianjiao of the same level in terms of combat power alone.

Even the combat power of several of them was comparable to that of a second-order king-level Tianjiao, which was the result of spending a lot of time and all their potential, specifically to restrain those who wanted to win a hundred consecutive victories.

"Well, let them all come in, and then open the protective array, and prepare a few third-order dead soldiers with a clean foundation to come over. ”

Nodding, Hua Xiangrong commanded.

"Yes, my subordinates will do it!"

Without any extra words, the middle-aged man immediately turned around to carry out Hua Xiangrong's order, but before leaving, he looked at Yun Yi curiously.

He also knew a lot about Yun Yi, although because he had to deal with the affairs of the arena, he didn't go to watch the entrance assessment of the Star Picking Pavilion at that time, and he couldn't see Yun Yi's performance with his own eyes, but he also heard a lot.

This time, he understood that Hua Xiangrong arranged this way for that kid, but he didn't expect his lord to have such a high opinion of that kid.

There are not enough second-order dead soldiers, and we have to get a few third-order dead soldiers to come over.

You must know that although the potential of these dead soldiers is exhausted, they are enough to compete with Tianjiao of the same level.

Although that Yunyi is demonic enough, it should be the limit to be able to cross a level and fight in turns with second-order dead soldiers.

Then come up to the third-order dead soldiers.

However, since it is the order of his lord, whether it is reasonable or not, he will carry it out.

"And it's also a chance for yourself!"

When the figure turned around, a cruel smile appeared on the middle-aged man's face, but it was only a flash, and then he recovered.

Obviously, this person has a strange plan in his heart.

And at this moment, Yun Yi suddenly turned his head to look at the back of the middle-aged man leaving, with a little doubt on his expression.

His current spiritual sense has been raised to a limit with the blessing of the volitional body, and almost anyone who harbors malice towards him can sense it.

At that moment, he sensed a trace of malice from the middle-aged man, which was very faint and lasted for a short time, so that he almost thought it was his own delusion.

"That's Uncle Zhang, I don't know my real name, my aunt has been calling him Zhang for three years, and he is my aunt's right-hand man, in charge of nearly half of the things in the arena. ”

Sensing Yun Yi's strange appearance, Xianglin on the side thought that Yun Yi was curious about Zhang Sansan, so she opened her mouth to explain.

"How much do you know about him?"

Yun Yi asked quietly.

At this moment, he didn't dare to relax a little, otherwise he would be miserable if there was a mistake, and his life might be lost.

That's the price of such a dazzling performance, but I believe that the reward will definitely satisfy him later.

Of course, before officially entering the Star Picking Pavilion, I still have to deal with it carefully, so as not to capsize in the gutter and end up falling short.

"A few decades ago, Uncle Zhang was killed by the enemy when he was young, and my aunt happened to pass by ......"

Although it was not clear why Yunyi asked this, Xianglin still told what she knew.

After hearing this, Yun Yi's brows relaxed slightly, judging from Xianglin's story, there was no flaw in Zhang's three-year-old identity, and he was a real person.

As for the malice just now, maybe I was too sensitive.

Besides, at first, Hua Xiangrong also harbored malice and even murderous intent towards himself, and as Hua Xiangrong's confidant, it was reasonable to say that Zhang Xiangrong was a little malicious towards himself in the past three years.

After thinking about this, Yun Yi left his previous thoughts behind.

Because the battle is about to begin!

There was no nonsense, Yun Yi turned over and landed on the huge ring in front of him.

Most of the second-order dead soldiers who were brought in by Zhang Sannian were also silent people, and they all stood silently around the huge ring, and it didn't take long for a middle-aged woman to jump into the ring and land opposite Yunyi.

There was also no nonsense, the ten fingers of the middle-aged woman's hands continued to fluctuate like waving a pipa, and an undetectable cold light stabbed towards Yun Yi.

They are all steel needles that are much thinner than cow hair, and they are all made of second-order spiritual materials, specializing in horizontal exercises.

It is very suitable to start with a preliminary test of Yunyi.

In the face of the small steel needles that attacked, Yun Yi didn't dare to be careless, and directly activated the divine soldier's qi and blood, raising his own defense to a limit.

Even without the blessing of the sun's spiritual fire, Yun Yi's body was rendered golden, as if it was cast in gold, but without the golden light of the spicy eyes.

The speed talent obtained from the six-winged blood mosquito was activated, and Yun Yi's overall speed doubled, and his eyes were fixed on the countless fine needles that attacked.

After the belt is locked, the ten fingers of both hands are also flicked like a lute, and those tiny needles that are not easy to detect are flicked out one by one.

It's just that he didn't expect this middle-aged aunt to be so ruthless that she used some special method to form a weird arc curve of a small part of the steel needles that popped out.

To be precise, this part of the steel needle can be bent, and it was caught off guard without noticing.

Three steel needles were pierced into the eyes, seven were pierced in both ears, not to mention the nostrils and lips.

What's even worse is that the aunt didn't even let go of his little brother and the flowers behind him.

If it weren't for the existence of a double layer of defense of the divine soldier's qi and blood and body, he would have been injured by the last chrysanthemum today, and by the way, he would have been castrated once.

"There's no need to be so ruthless!"

Shaking the steel needles stabbed on his body out, Yun Yi looked at the aunt in front of him who was about to jump out of the ring with a bitter expression.

The other party is also an understanding person, and when he saw that his steel needle couldn't break through his defense, he decisively withdrew, which made Yun Yi, who was about to take revenge, feel even more aggrieved in his heart.

Don't take you like this!

"Young man, I can't help it, I just do what I am told!"

The middle-aged aunt kindly explained, but it made Yunyi feel even more aggrieved.

Acting on orders?

On whose orders?

Yun Yi subconsciously looked at Hua Xiangrong, who was sitting in the first place.