Time flies, and the years go by.

It's been a month since I entered Cave City. Since the first time he followed the Night Corpse to the western suburbs to practice, Bian Yao had to spend at least half a day there for training, and the Night Corpse would use various tricks to help Bian Yao practice. Today, Bian Yao can walk directly to the top of the tree, easily jump a foot high, and deal with two adult stinging wind rats at the same time without being touched in the slightest. When using "Illusory Shadow", it is no longer limited to a skinny big black dog. As for his physical skills, he has reached or even surpassed the level of ordinary city guards.

In the middle of summer, the heat is strong.

In the afternoon of this day, the night corpse took the two of them to the most prosperous part of the city under the scorching sun. As they passed through a bustling market, they suddenly heard a commotion in front of them, and led by the night corpse, the three of them came to the crowded crowd.

The scene of the incident was crowded into a circle by a crowd, and seven people stood in the middle. Among them, three men in green, one in blue, and one in purple, all had the word "patrol" embroidered on the left chest of their shirts, indicating that these five people were all patrol guards of the cave city.

The Guardians of Dream Country are divided into seven levels according to their realm, and they are distinguished by corresponding colors. From low to high, they are: the late Dream Walker is white, the early Dream Walker is yellow, the middle Dream Walker is green, the late Dream Walker is blue, the early Dream Mania is purple, the middle Dream Mania is red, and the late Dream Mania is black. The five Guardians are three mid-stage dreamwalkers, one late-stage dreamwalker, and one early-stage dreamer. Next to the five city guards stood two other people, a strong man in gray and a middle-aged man in white.

"I hope the two of you will give face, if you want to do it, let's go to the 'Dream Arena'." The leader of the patrol guards in purple said with a smile.

"I'm fine, as long as he wants!" said the man in gray.

Hearing this, the leader of the city patrol guard turned his head to look at the middle-aged man in white, as if he wanted to get his statement.

The man in white had a calm face, and after a moment of contemplation, he spoke, "How to determine the winner?"

"One party voluntarily admits defeat or is seriously injured. The purple-clad leader replied with a smile on his face.

"If you lose, don't pester me again!" the middle-aged man in white looked at the strong man in gray and said seriously.

"If I win, you can give it back to me. The gray-clothed man's face changed, and he replied solemnly.

"Everyone, let me go," the purple-clothed leader shouted to the crowd and said with a smile.

The crowd slowly parted a narrow road, and the leader of the purple-clothed city patrol guard led four of his men to open the way in front, while the middle-aged man in white and the strong man in gray followed.

"It seems to be a bit of a sight to behold. Little ghost, today I will take you to see the fight between the dream cultivator and the sword cultivator. The night corpse lowered his head, said to Bian Yao with a smile, and then led the two of them to follow the crowd and walk towards the Dream Arena.

Every city in the Dream Country, no matter how big or small, has a dream arena in the city. At the beginning of the establishment of these Dream Fighting Fields, they were mainly used to recruit soldiers for the country, and those cultivators who came to apply for the recruitment and wanted to join the country competed in the Dream Fighting Field, and then selected according to their respective strengths, and finally assigned to different institutions. Later, because of the increasing number of fights and conflicts in various parts of the Dream Country, the Dream Arena was opened to the public with the advice of a certain general, and outsiders could also go to watch. But in the dream arena, you need to pay some fees, of course, it is borne by the losing side, and special treatment is given in special circumstances. If there is a conflict between cultivators, and the discussion is fruitless, they can go to the Dream Arena to solve it, so as to avoid harming the innocent. It is strictly forbidden for cultivators to do anything in the city, and those who violate it will be severely punished, and if the circumstances are serious, they will even be killed on the spot by the law enforcement masters in the city! Because there were too many conflicts every day, the original few dream arenas were simply not enough, so they were constantly being added. Nowadays, especially in the imperial city and several major state cities, there are hundreds of dream fighting fields built in each city, and these fighting dream fields are divided into large, medium and small fighting dream fields according to the area and scale. Take Cave City as an example, there are a total of 28 large, medium and small dream arenas in this city, which are distributed throughout the city. Most of the Dream Arenas in the Dream Kingdom are in the hands of the royal family, and only a few are built by some big forces with the acquiescence of the royal family, but these "Dream Arenas" established by the major forces have different properties and symbols.

After about a moment, the crowd poured into a square-like square, nearly a kilometer long and wide. There are four large entrances and exits in the east, south, west, and north, and there is a tall house built at each of the four corners of the square, where the people who take care of and manage the dream field live. There are a total of five round platforms in this square, each with a diameter of about 100 meters, on which cultivators compete. In other words, this small dream arena could accommodate ten cultivators for five duels at the same time. The Dream Arena with less than ten round platforms belongs to the small Dream Arena, the 11 to 25 pieces belong to the medium-sized Dream Arena, the 26 blocks and above belong to the large Dream Arena, and there is only one large Dream Arena in the Cave City.

At this time, on the stone platform in the southeast corner of the square, two figures were fighting, and the circle around the round platform was sparsely surrounded by spectators.

Without any stop, the strong man in gray and the middle-aged man in white were led directly to a stone platform in the center of the square. Then, the purple-clothed leader spoke: "Wait a moment after the two of you come to the stage, I'll go and ask the 'caretaker' to activate the enchantment." After speaking, he ordered his four men to stay where they were, and flew towards the house in the northeast corner.

Soon, an old man wearing a dark robe landed in front of the stage from mid-air, embroidering the word "protection" on the left chest of the old man's shirt, and the purple-clothed leader also followed in front of the stage.

The old man in Xuanfu glanced at the two people on the stage, slowly walked to the side of the stone platform, raised his hands and quickly formed strange handprints, and the people who looked at it were dazzled. In the blink of an eye, the old man squatted down suddenly, slapped his palm on the stone platform, and shouted in a low voice, "Open!"

Before the old man's voice fell, he saw a sky-high light curtain suddenly rise on the edge of the stone platform, which instantly surrounded the stone platform, but the light curtain only flashed twice, and then disappeared.

"You can start, with the cultivation of the two of you as the realm, the loser needs to pay 10,000 dream coins, or the equivalent of the spirit fruit. The winning party can also pay on behalf of the party if they wish. The old man in Xuanfu said lightly to the two people on the stage, and then stood aside and stopped talking.

"Look carefully! Little ghost, one is in the middle stage of dreaming, and the other is a sword demon who may break through to the realm of sword madness at any time. Hehe, I really don't dare to make a decision about victory or defeat easily. The voice of the night corpse sounded in Bian Yao's head.

At this moment, the strong man in gray on the stage jumped to the right and ran quickly around the man in white. At the same time, one sharp sword after another appeared out of thin air, flying towards the man in white. Faced with this situation, the man in white kept moving and dodging with his eyes, dodging all the flying swords. Just as he dodged the last flying sword, the figure of the strong man in gray suddenly faded and became blurred. There was a low shout from the crowd of onlookers, and Bian Yao was also secretly shocked in his heart, because he suddenly found that he could no longer find the figure of the strong man in gray.

"Bang!" The body of the man in white suddenly flew upside down and fell towards the outside of the stone platform.

"I'm going to lose. Bian Yao in the audience sighed secretly.

"Woo~", a light curtain suddenly rushed up from the edge of the stone platform, blocking the figure of the man in white. After his body was blocked, the man in white fell downward. However, at the moment when he was about to land, a sharp sword suddenly flew to his chest, and when it was about to pierce into the body of the man in white, the sharp sword trembled a few times and disappeared. I saw that the chest of the man in white was shining with a layer of white light, and after the sword disappeared, it also disappeared.

"The layer of white light that blocked the sword just now is the unique body protection sword qi of a sword cultivator. Only by cultivating to the peak of the sword shatter realm can the 'sword qi membrane' be condensed, which can withstand and defuse a certain degree of impact, but it does not have the ability to attack. The voice of the night corpse sounded in Bian Yao's head again.

After resisting the sudden attack of the sword, the man in white began to flash his body on the stage, and his speed was much higher than before. He was originally dressed in white, but in the rapid movement, he became elusive.

At this time, the strong man in gray suddenly appeared in mid-air, with red eyes, and shouted: "I see how you hide!" As soon as the words fell, a large net with a length and width of about ten zhang appeared out of thin air, and quickly covered the man in white.

Hearing this, the man suddenly stopped, looked up at the big net covering him, and smiled coldly. The next moment, the figure suddenly jumped up, stretched out his palms and rushed towards the big net. At the moment of contact, the man in white trembled slightly, and the net disappeared.

"Boom!" The body of the man in white was slapped hard by the strong man who suddenly moved to the front, and it bounced onto the stone platform, making a loud sound. Before the man in white could stand up straight, a sharp sword flew and stabbed him in the chest. The man fell to the ground again, and a trace of blood oozed from the stab in his chest. The strong man landed in front of the man, threw up a kick and kicked over, and the body of the man in white flew off the ground and flew off the stage, but it was still blocked by the sudden flash of light. In this way, the man in white could not help but withstand the attack of the strong man in gray, and could only make a difficult defense once in a while, but he never opened his mouth to admit defeat, even though the white clothes had been dyed red.

Half an inch of incense time passed, and when the man in white was knocked into the air again, he, who had been muffling and not speaking, suddenly roared.

"Sure enough, the counterattack is about to begin!" whispered the Night Corpse.

Suddenly, the man in white raised his fingers in the air and pointed towards the strong man in gray who was stunned on the stone platform. A sword aura emanated from his fingertips, instantly piercing into the body of the strong man in gray.

"Ah~!" the strong man cried out in pain. As soon as the voice came out of his mouth, the figure of the man in white reached his eyes, and the strong man's body was kicked out and blocked by the light curtain. In the blink of an eye, the man in white changed from the battered party to the attacking character, almost twice as fast as before, and the strong man became defenseless, let alone fight back.

"It's over! As far as a mid- and low-level cultivator in the same realm is concerned, even if Dream Cultivation is one stage higher than Sword Cultivation, he is still not an opponent of Sword Cultivation. Sword mania isn't just about being beaten. The night corpse lowered his head and said to Bian Yao in front of him.

Soon, the strong man in gray opened his mouth to admit defeat. And the man in white paid 10,000 Dream Coins for the strong man with excitement on his face, because it was a great joy to be able to make a breakthrough in the battle! Any dream cultivator with a little insight knew a fact that was close to the truth—Dream Mania would definitely not be able to do Sword Maniac!

After the crowd dispersed, Bian Yao suddenly found that on the round platform in the southeast corner, the two figures who had fought before still did not distinguish the winner or loser, but there was no longer a single spectator around the stone platform.

"That level of fighting, generally only ordinary people go to watch. The night corpse glanced at the figure on the stage over there and said disdainfully.

"I'm very strange, why did that dreamer suddenly lose sight before?" On the way back, Bian Yao asked the night corpse a question in his heart.

"That's through the use of dreams to visually dilute the body in reality. If you stand still or move slowly, it will only look like a blur, but if you move quickly, you will increase the effect, and you will be mistaken for disappearing or invisible, and you can use this trick when you break through to the middle stage of Dream Mania. The Night Corpse replied carefully.

Bian Yao stopped making a sound, and since watching the fight between the two, those images kept flashing in his mind. The illusory attacks and incarnation moves used by the Dream Cultivator, the Sword Cultivator's strength and resistance, and the terrifying sword aura left a deep impression on his mind.

Along the way, Bian Yao's heart seemed to be boiling and surging! As long as I kept breaking through and surpassing, I would become as powerful as them!

In the heart of the young Bian Yao, the new goal is gradually clear.