The arena is actually a casino, a place where cultivators fight to the death, and through the fight between two people, the arena gives viewers the opportunity to bet against each other and win some profits. Those who win in the arena will have a certain reward, and there are many kinds of rewards, the common one is Xuandan, and there is a small chance to win some natural treasures, and the rules of the game are that fighters are not allowed to use treasures.

The arena is classified by rank, and Ye Candlezhan took Ye Xuan to the arena below the Star Xuan Realm.

As soon as a few people walked into the arena, they felt that the arena was extremely lively, many viewers kept shouting, and many people spent some Xuandan at the counter to bet on winning or losing.

At this time, I saw an old man wearing a splendid white monk's robe on the middle of the competition platform, the old man walked on the mountain platform, looked at the extremely excited spectators below, arched his fists with both hands, smiled kindly, and said loudly: "Everyone, I am the elder in charge of this arena, and I am under the name of Gongsun Jiana, the rules of the competition here, below the Star Xuan Realm, you are not allowed to use treasures, and you are not allowed to hurt people's lives." There are three small pills as a reward for winning."

Ye Xuan was a little excited in his heart, he couldn't wait to see the combat strength of his eightfold Xuan Qi. He was just a little excited, and he saw Ye Zhuzhan roll up his sleeves, seemingly preparing for a big battle.

"Please give out the next contestant!" said Gongsun Jiana to the arena at this time.

I saw a young man wearing a coarse cloth shirt with his fists wrapped around the strips of cloth, and a badge on the chest of the cloth shirt was embroidered with the word "Situ". Looking at the age of ten **, the jade face and red lips can be regarded as handsome. I saw him turn over and jump and come to the stage, with a look of contempt in his eyes.

Seeing the young man on stage, Gongsun Jiana said: "Those who have challenges in the field can go on stage." ”

Ye Candle stretched out his arm and immediately made a gesture to jump on the stage, at this time, Ye Xiangting grabbed him and said, "His strength is not lower than yours, I think it's better to forget it." ”

Ye Zhuzhan snorted coldly and said, "I want to see how powerful the genius of his Situ family is." ”

After speaking, Ye Zhuzhan ignored Ye Xiangting's advice and went on stage one by one.

Through Ye Xiangting's introduction, Ye Xuan knew that the young man on the stage was the three major forces in Xihe City, Situ Ran, the youngest grandson of Situ Teng of the Situ family, and it was said that he was the eightfold Xuan Qi two months ago. And his eldest brother, Situ Hao, broke through to the First Star Realm a year ago.

Ye Xuan suddenly thought of Dongfang Yan, that little girl was also in the Xingxuan Realm at a young age, and then thought of the city lord Dongfang Lan, could it be that she was a child of the city lord Dongfang's family.

He thought that if it really was, then the three major forces in Xihe City each had their own young children who had reached the Star Xuan Realm. Situ family, Situ Hao, city lord Dongfang family, Dongfang Yan, Ye family, Ye Ziyan, that is, his brother who has never met.

Situ Ran saw Ye Zhuzhan who jumped on the stage, and smiled disdainfully: "Who should I be, it turned out to be the eldest disciple of the Ye family, I heard that you are also the Eightfold Xuan Qi now!"

Ye Zhuzhan nodded, his arms staggered, and suddenly, the fluctuation of Xuan's power appeared, and said, "Don't talk nonsense, let's make a move." ”

Situ Ran snorted coldly, pointed at Ye Zhuzhan who was urging Xuan Qi and said, "Today I will beat you like a dog, looking for bones all over the ground." ”

After speaking, his legs moved, and a wind-breaking fist came towards Ye Candlezhan, and Ye Candlezhan didn't dare to take the strong punch that came from Ye Candlezhan, after all, he had only been in the eightfold Xuan Qi for a short time, his fists gathered the Xuan Qi, and as soon as his figure moved, he dodged Situ Ran's attack.

Just when people saw that while dodging Situ Ran's fist, Ye Candlezhan made a fantastic spin under his feet, and his figure quickly came behind Situ Ran.

Ye Xuan took a closer look, he was very familiar with the body on this set of legs, which was the Guan Qingbu that Ye Zhenwu taught him.

Ye Yun saw Ye Candle Zhan's beautiful step in the ground, clapped her hands and shouted happily: "Brother Candle Zhan, it's good." ”

Spectators outside the stadium also began to talk about the outbreak of battle.

Ye Zhuzhan, who came behind Situ Ran, immediately urged Xuan Qi, turned his fist into a palm, and a palm print erupted and hit Situ Ran's back.

Gongsun Jiana, who was in the audience, saw the palm technique used by Ye Candlezhan and said to himself: "The Ye family's Storm Palm and Guan Qingbu, I don't know how the Second Young Master's Iron Wing Cover is cultivated. ”

Just when everyone thought that Situ Ran was bound to be slapped by this palm, at this time, Situ Ran, who was facing away from Ye Zhuzhan, squatted slightly with his feet, and saw a pair of dark black wings appear on his shoulders, and a mysterious force covered the wings.

Ye Zhuzhan slapped his palm on the pair of wings that suddenly appeared, and suddenly felt that these wings were as hard as iron, and the power of the palm print had no effect on the wings.

Because of Situ Ran's iron wing cover, the arena suddenly boiled, and someone was surprised: "It seems to be a desolate mid-level defensive mystical skill." ”

Gongsun Jiana had a satisfied smile on his face.

At this time, Situ Ran moved, turned sideways, waved his arms, and smashed the empty fist fiercely on the palm of Ye Zhuzhan's hand, which had been wiped out by the power of Xuan.

Ye Zhuzhan suddenly felt a trace of pain coming from his palm, and then there was a wave of Xuanzhi fluctuations that shook him two meters away.

Ye Xiangting at the bottom was full of worries about this brother, and prayed in her heart that Ye Zhuzhan would not be defeated.

Ye Zhuzhan on the stage was also shocked by Situ Ran's Empty Breaking Fist and Iron Wing Cover, and his nerves were tense, and there was no trace of contempt.

Situ Ran looked at Ye Zhuzhan who was hit by his punch and sneered: "Senior disciple of the Ye family, how is the strength of my punch? ”

Ye Zhuzhan gritted his teeth and said, "Don't be too happy. ”

After speaking, his legs moved, and he rushed towards Situ Ran with a clear step, and his Xuan Qi condensed in his palm, and directly hit Situ Ran's face.

Situ Ran was also angry, thinking that Lao Tzu would give you a chance, don't blame my subordinates for being merciless, waving his arms, the qi of Xuanmen began to surge all over his body, and a powerful force condensed into his fists, shouting: "Let you see the power of breaking through the empty fist!"

"Bang!"

Ye Candlezhan's palm was hit by Situ Ran's punch, his body shook, and a powerful Xuan power quickly surged from his fist, and then he felt in horror that there were bursts of pain in his palms and arms. Then his body was like a kite with a broken string, and he was shocked to the bottom of the tournament platform, his legs were unstable, and he fell to the ground.

Ye Candlezhan was shocked: "Desolate Intermediate Level, Breaking Empty Fist!"

Ye Xiangting immediately held Ye Candlezhan who fell to the ground, at this time Ye Candlezhan's face was pale, and his arms were numb and he didn't feel it.

The audience in the audience immediately discussed, all discussing Situ Ran's empty punch.

Ye Yun also came over to support Ye Candle Zhan, and asked worriedly, "Brother Candle Zhan, are you okay?"

Ye Zhuzhan gritted his teeth and endured the pain in his arm, and said, "I'm fine." ”

Just when the two of them were worried about Ye Candlezhan, they suddenly heard a voice from a person on the stage: "Situ Ran, I'll fight you!"

They looked at the stage and saw a young man standing on the stage at this time, facing Situ Ran, who was still obsessed with victory, with his hands behind his back, a white monk's robe, and a smile on his face.

He is, Ye Xuan!

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