"Then let's go to the martial arts arena, just to see the bravery of Beidi Erlang!" Ying Bufan said, but he was a little absent-minded.

"This system is the first time I've released a mission since I teleported here, so what is this mission point?...... Oh! I remembered, it seems that the last time I summoned the Yan Emperor clone was the task point to pay, and I will find out when I go back!" Ying Bufan said secretly in his heart.

"Okay, let's go!" Hu Wei said with a smile.

......

In the Liufu Martial Arts Arena, a ring with a width of 100 zhang and a body made of black stone, two young men were confronting.

"Golden Snake Swim!"

I saw that the young man in the white practice uniform took the lead, and the long sword in his hand flew out, turning into a golden light with a tricky trajectory in mid-air and shooting towards the opponent!

The young man with the sword looked to be about his age, and his weapon was a half-moon-shaped scimitar.

In the face of the strange and unpredictable golden light like a swimming snake, the young man with the knife did not panic, but just stared at the golden light with a pair of eyes.

"Huh!"

When the golden light was less than a foot away from him, he grabbed the scimitar with both hands and slashed, and in an instant the bright light of the knife illuminated his face, and the golden light broke in front of him, and the golden sword fell at his feet.

On the other side, the face of the young man with the sword was very pale, and he lost this battle without any suspense......

Both of them are monks who have reached the foundation building period, but this is only a corner of the martial arts arena, there are hundreds of large and small blackstone rings like this, the big ones are thousands of zhang wide and long, and there are more than a dozen people in the melee, and the small ones are only dozens of zhang wide and long, and only two of them are fighting!

"The martial arts arena of this Liu Mansion is big enough, and all the children of the Liu family in the early stage of foundation building and below can find opponents in this martial arts arena.

Seeing that those stone tablets are not, they record how many opponents each person in this martial arts arena has defeated!

As long as you defeat him, all of his records will be yours.

Those who maintain the top ten will get twice the cultivation resources every month, and a chance to enter the outer mansion of the Chuan Gong Mansion, and the top twenty can also get a chance to enter the outer mansion of the Chuan Gong Mansion, and from time to time some young people who visit the Liu Mansion will also come to this martial arts arena to compete with others.

However, defeating them will not be able to gain the battle, and they themselves will not get any rewards, so they can only hang their names on the stone tablet."

"In this way, we can motivate those younger generations to compete with each other to progress, so as not to be too comfortable and there will be some people who eat and wait for death," Ying Bufan nodded, and then looked at a stone tablet, and found that the word "Liu Xiao" hanging on the top was glittering gold!

He secretly said in his heart, "The goddess is really strong, but is the goddess only in the realm of the early stage of foundation building?"

Looking at the stone tablets, his heart suddenly moved, the first twenty can enter the Chuangong Mansion, what about his own task...... No, I am not a child of the Liu family, and this road will not work.

Ying Bufan shook his head helplessly.

While speaking, the two of them walked to a stone tablet that was closest to the two of them, about ten zhang high, and looked from afar, the stone tablet should have a total of more than 100 big names from top to bottom, some of them were surnamed Liu, and there were a few people who were not surnamed Liu.

From time to time, a golden light flashed, sometimes a name moved upwards, that was to defeat the opponent and obtained the opponent's record, sometimes a name disappeared, it was the unlucky person who was defeated, and the record was all to the opponent.

Walking to the stele, Ying Bufan found that there was an expressionless middle-aged man sitting under the stele, saying that he was sitting, but his body was suspended one foot above the ground.

Hu Wei walked over with Ying Bufan, arched his hand to the middle-aged man, and then took out a stone with a faint white light from his arms and handed it over, saying, "Senior, this brother is coming to this martial arts arena for the first time, and I want to get an identity card."

The man didn't speak, but just took the stone in Hu Wei's hand, turned over his hand and took out a palm-sized iron token out of nowhere and threw it to Ying Bufan, before saying, "Just drip your own blood"

"This ......" Ying Bufan caught the token, did not immediately drip blood, but looked at Hu Wei, a little hesitant.

The stone that Hu Wei handed out just now is a spirit stone, a currency among monks in this world, similar to mortal gold and silver, but it is much more precious than gold and silver, it can be used to increase the speed of cultivation, it can also be used to quickly restore spiritual energy, and the formation will also be used, in short, for any monk, spirit stones are precious, and he and Hu Wei have known each other for a short time, so he feels that he has taken advantage of the other party, and he is very embarrassed!

"Hey, it's okay! It's just one or two spirit stones, Brother Extraordinary doesn't have to care, let's hurry up and drip blood" Hu Wei smiled and patted Ying Bufan's shoulder and said.

"That'...... Okay!" Ying Bufan thought about it, then he no longer hesitated to say anything, bit his finger and pressed it, and his good impression of Hu Wei in his heart was even stronger!

As soon as the blood touched the token, a golden light flashed on the token, and the blood disappeared in an instant, and Ying Bufan felt that there was a subtle relationship between the token and himself.

After the blood was dropped, Hu Wei couldn't wait to pull Ying Bufan to the center of the martial arts arena.

......

"Brother Hu, what kind of person is that, what's the use of this token" Away from the stone stele, Ying Bufan couldn't help but ask.

"That's the Jindan monks in the Liufu Mansion, there is one under each stone tablet, and if anyone in the area they are responsible for makes trouble, they will be cleaned up by these Jindan monks," Hu Wei replied.

Then he touched it, and took out a token that was similar to Ying Bufan, and said, "As for this token, it is a pass to enter all the ring barriers, and it can resist a deadly attack for you between life and death, and it can be regarded as a kind of guarantee in the martial arts arena."

"So it was" should be extraordinary, Tao.

Unconsciously, the two of them had come to the central area of this martial arts arena, only to see a group of people fighting in the ring, two people fighting, and a vote of onlookers cheering under the stage, and a person sitting alone on it, and even one or two empty rings.

"Look at those rings where there is only one person, it means that those people are waiting for their opponents" Hu Wei has already begun to get excited, and said, "I'll go up and practice first"

After that, Hu Wei's earthy yellow spiritual power was drumming around him, and he jumped into a ring a hundred meters away in a few dodges.

There was also a person waiting for the opponent above, and when Hu Wei jumped onto the high platform, Ying Bufan clearly saw that the area was like a ripple on the surface of the water.

"There is a formation on it, and the pillars at the four corners are the base of the formation," Lou Zi's voice sounded in his heart.

"There is actually a formation, then this should be a token of entering and exiting the formation" Ying Bufan looked at the token in his hand and said to himself.

Then he took his eyes off the token in his hand and looked in the direction where Hu Wei was.

On the ring, Hu Wei's hands and vital parts around him were covered with a layer of rich yellow light, as if he was wearing a layer of armor!

His opponent was holding a spear, and the light blue spiritual power wrapped around the spear head, exuding soft fluctuations, but Ying Bufan did not doubt the power of the spear at all.