The strong Cheng dù of the man in white was also far beyond Yang Qianming's expectations. After all, now Yang Qianming feels that in the same realm, it is difficult for him to meet opponents, and even opponents who are several realms higher than him can be defeated in one battle.

But today, Yang Qianming began to re-examine his strength, and on the premise of not opening his bloody eyes and transforming into a fallen angel, what his true strength was.

He also knew that he didn't always have to rely on these to increase himself, and this was not the path of power he was pursuing.

After analyzing his own situation, Yang Qianming secretly made up his mind that in the future, unless he had to, he would not fight with that kind of increase at will.

Because he suddenly woke up, it is difficult to fight with this kind of amplification method to the extreme and break through himself.

"That's it for today, after I get to the arena, I'm taking your life! You must hold on until then, or you'll waste my expectations for you!" Bai Wuchang said, his figure flashed into the distance, and in less than a moment it was already gone.

Today, Bai Wuchang is just testing Yang Qianming, not taking his life. Of course, after trying it, Bai Wuchang also knew that Yang Qianming's strength was definitely much stronger than he imagined.

In the killer world, Bai Wuchang knew about Yang Qianming, the killer, and of course he almost disdained Yang Qianming in the past. I can't figure out why Master attaches so much importance to this ordinary killer, but after today's battle, Bai Wuchang understands.

This person named Yang Qianming is not simple, and the same belligerent desire in Bai Wuchang's heart has also been re-hooked.

Although it had only been a few rounds of fighting, Bai Wuchang felt that it was not enjoyable at all, so he looked forward to tomorrow's duel even more.

However, Yang Qianming, who was standing on the street, always echoed Bai Wuchang's words in his ears, and also denied the initial speculation.

This person would definitely not be the mastermind behind the invigilator's murder, because Yang Qianming was very accurate in asking himself.

Although they had never met, after a short fight, Yang Qianming was sure that he was not the one who made this kind of tricks.

If the man in white was someone who liked to play tricks, then Yang Qianming guessed that he would definitely not go to great lengths to lure himself out in the middle of the night, but it was only a short fight, and he did not set an ambush trap here.

Since he has nothing to do with the mastermind behind the scenes, who is he?

Yang Qianming put away the Silver Moon Sword and slowly walked towards the inn, thinking about this problem all the way.

After re-examining his strength, Yang Qianming did not rush to sleep after going back.

He wanted to find a way to increase his strength without any increase, and he wouldn't believe that in tomorrow's competition, there would be many fewer people with the strength of the man in white just now.

In such a grand competition, how can there be a weakling?

Therefore, Yang Qianming has no time.

Immediately came to the Evil Yuan Ding, and Yang Qianming was ready to start special training.

Rulong looked at Yang Qianming who came suddenly, and said suspiciously: "Boss, why do you have time to come and see me?"

Looking at Rulong, who hadn't seen him for a few days, Yang Qianming asked in a deep voice, "Haven't you been in the Evil Fate Ding these days?"

Hearing this, Rulong said a little shyly: "I actually begged Long Ao to send me into the human evil space." ”

Hearing this, Yang Qianming was slightly surprised, but he didn't blame him.

"I watched the boss's strength grow by leaps and bounds, and of course I can't support your hind legs, so there are many war beasts in that man's evil space, which can allow me to hone myself. "Rulong said that the momentum of his whole body bloomed, and he actually reached the strength of the first order of the quasi-saint.

Looking at Rulong in front of him, Yang Qianming smacked his lips and said, "It seems that you have gained a lot." ”

Rulong nodded, and then smiled: "Boss, don't you know, when I first entered, I was almost chased and ran, and the war beasts there were perverted guys, and the weakest ones were also saint-level eighth-order and ninth-order war beasts." ”

Expressing his understanding, Yang Qianming asked excitedly: "Are you interested in practicing with the boss?"

"Okay!" Rulong also jumped up, obviously looking forward to it.

However, Yang Qianming couldn't mobilize time, otherwise the remaining thousand-year-old beast ring would be in danger again.

So time is really extremely tight for Yang Qianming.

In the battle with Rulong, there are no bone skills and no routines, almost all of them are hard-fought battles.

"Bang!"

Yang Qianming was knocked out by Rulong's punch, and his cheeks instantly swollen to a high height, but Yang Qianming didn't bypass Rulong, and smashed all his front teeth with one punch.

From time to time, the sound of the two colliding was heard in the same place, and the battle was very fierce and bloody.

Rulong, who has reached the first level of quasi-sainthood, can easily abuse Yang Qianming, but Rulong did not burst out with all his strength, but sparring the attack and defense in that state.

However, Yang Qianming's physique is also really strong, not weaker than the Beamon Giant Beast at all, and he knows that it is a little stronger than the Beamon Giant Beast.

Under the wild beating like a dragon beating a sandbag, Yang Qianming barely stopped for long before getting up from the ground.

"Boss, don't beat me a little softly!" Rulong looked at Yang Qianming who was rushing towards him, and not only begged for mercy.

Yang Qianming stopped when he heard this, and he gasped for breath, and his body was covered in hot sweat.

"In the future, your task is to practice hand-to-hand combat with me!" Looking at Rulong's reluctance, Yang Qianming said with a laugh.

After leaving from the evil fate ding, the sky was already slightly bright, and a few touches of fish belly white appeared on the horizon.

After Yang Qianming took a shower in the bath room, he changed into clean clothes before returning to the room, looking at the big bed occupied by four people, Yang Qianming shook his head and smiled bitterly.

In desperation, Yang Qianming could only sit on the chair, crossed his legs and entered a state of concentration, ready to allow his divine power in his body for a few weeks, and it was estimated that the sky would be bright.

After the battle with the man in white and Rulong, Yang Qianming felt that the seven stars in the dantian were much brighter, and he was secretly happy in his heart.

Yang Qianming secretly thought that fighting was the best way to increase his cultivation.

The cultivation of the peak of the Emperor Saint has been increased again, and Yang Qianming also vaguely feels that he is experiencing several battles of life and death, and he is afraid that he is about to break through to the king.

Before this, Yang Qianming had to condense the beast pill, in fact, Yang Qianming had not forgotten this important thing in his heart.

However, there was a reason for this, so that Yang Qianming had no time to use the human soul fusion device to refine the elixir to increase the probability of awakening the extremely high striped beast pill.

Now that the time is even more urgent, if he wants to awaken the Beast Pill, Yang Qianming secretly thinks that he can only arrange it after the game.

Or when you get the treasure of heaven and earth, when you have enough materials to refine the pill, it's better to awaken the beast pill.

Originally, after fighting with the man in white and Rulong successively, most of the time of the night had already passed, but now it was only an hour before Yang Qianming sensed the arrival of dawn.

Early in the morning, Yang Qianren and his entourage had breakfast together before walking towards the central square.

While eating breakfast, Yang Qianming also knocked on the side of Bella and Raphael's identity. After learning that they were indeed the rare cultivator high priests on the mainland, Yang Qianming sincerely thanked them for saving their lives.

In the face of such a Yang Qianming, Raphael and Bella were polite, let alone brothers, and it would be far away to say thank you.

Along the way, the witty Bella and Raphael became chatterbox, and under their interesting language, Yang Qianming also laughed out loud.

The relationship between men is easy to walk into, and at this moment Yang Qianming has already become one with them.

"Xiaobei, what is that thing in your mouth?" Yang Qianming looked at Bella in the clouds and mist, and asked very suspiciously.

Bella smiled slightly, flipped out a new one, handed it to Yang Qianming and said, "You will know if you try it." ”

The skeptical Yang Qianming took the small stick in his mouth, and with the help of Bella, it lit it, and billowing white smoke came out from the upper and lower ends of the small stick.

"Ahem. Yang Qianming coughed continuously without checking for a while.

Looking at Yang Qianming's cough, Xiao Feng smiled evilly at Yang Qianxun and said, "You lost, right? Dare to bet with me, hurry up and get the spar!"

Looking at Yang Qianming, Yang Qianxun said distressedly: "Big brother, why are you so unlucky, I didn't choke when I sucked it for the first time, I can't think of you!"

With that, a spar was handed to Xiao Feng from Yang Qianxun's hand. Although it was only a soul-level spar, Xiao Feng was also very happy to put it in his sleeve and treat it as a trophy.

Seeing that Yang Qianxun and Xiao Feng actually bet on themselves, Yang Qian's reputation was not good, he waved his hand to extinguish the small stick, and then swept his scorched head towards the faces of the two.

"Whew!"

When Yang Qianming was very proud to stop with a charred stick, Xiao Feng and Yang Qianxun's faces were painted with black Taoism.

"Big cat, haha!" Raphael and Bella laughed and gave Yang Qianming a thumbs up.

After a short period of discomfort, Yang Qianming began to slowly adapt to the puff of white smoke released from the small stick, and after inhaling it into his lungs, he obviously felt that the whole person was very comfortable.

Holding a small stick in one hand, Yang Qianming looked at Raphael and Bella and asked, "What is this thing called?"

"I don't have a name yet. Bella shook her head.

After thinking about it, Yang Qianming suddenly said: "It's called white smoke, you can see that the smoke that appears in the small stick is white, and it is still fluttering!"

"It's a good name, it's much better than a chrysanthemum stick," Raphael couldn't help but exclaim, and at the same time he felt a murderous aura shoot at him.

Bella looked at him viciously, and said in a deep voice: "I just casually said that it was called a chrysanthemum stick, and I didn't decide it, what do you mean by that, do you have to warm up in advance?"

"Warm up, warm up, afraid of you?" Raphael then ripped off his stance, looking desperate.

Raphael's strength is slightly higher than Bella's, one is in the early stage of the Emperor, and the other is at the peak of the Emperor.

If there is a battle between them, Yang Qianming is still looking forward to it.

Seeing this, Xiao Feng and Yang Qianxun immediately stepped forward together to pull them apart, and a bloody battle was avoided.

Looking at them in the nonsense, Yang Qianming lowered his head and took a puff of the white cigarette he named, and looked at the man who was walking a hundred meters away and wearing a rabbit mask with a melancholy look.

Seeing Yang Qianming look over, the rabbit mask was slightly stunned, and then pretended to look away without bounds, and then accelerated his pace and walked forward a few steps, and then disappeared from Yang Qianming's field of vision.

I don't know why, when Yang Qianming sees him, he always thinks that he is a woman, and she is still familiar to him.

I don't know if it's because I miss her too much that I can lead her like this, in short, Yang Qianming shook his head and threw out a distracting thought, ready to deal with the next game wholeheartedly.

When the group arrived at the bottom of the six high platforms in the central square, they realized that they were the last to arrive, and at this moment the contestants from the first two places had already gathered.

On the platform in the center of the six high platforms, the ruling elder Ronan and the person in charge Na Tianming had already arrived, looking at the players below, Na Tianming lowered his voice and said: "Today is the third thousand-person ring competition, let me briefly introduce the rules, please listen carefully to the players, don't be absent-minded and ruin the big thing!"