Three days flew by with Yi Li's moan.

On the night of the third day, Qian Chi handed over to Yi Li a set of protective soft armor that he had customized three days ago, and the material was considered superior. Because the people of the Martial Soul Continent prefer to rely on the Martial Soul Soul Technique rather than foreign objects, the armor or something has been eliminated early, and this one is specially customized.

There was also a big helmet along with it, but no matter what Qianchi said, Yi Li resolutely didn't bring it, in his words, he would rather cut off the head of the young man surnamed Fan tomorrow than be embarrassed with this big mask. Qianchi was also helpless about this, and went to the city lord, and the city lord said that he couldn't even wear that set of soft armor, but his son's words would let him wear it, in the end, it was a covenant of life and death.

Qianchi lifted his head that fell down because he was helpless, and he could only sigh, what kind of father he has, what kind of son he has.

At this time, Yi Li had a lot of new and old injuries on his body, and Qianchi was still a little worried, so he planned to check it again. He overlooked a problem, the duel was after two o'clock tonight. Instead of tomorrow during the day, he secretly blamed himself for being too heavy, Yi Li would not be able to recover to his full state without a night, but seeing a golden ginseng rhizome chewing in Yi Li's mouth, Qianchi held his head, when did the psychic golden ginseng become Chinese cabbage? In the past two months, he has seen it too many times.

Now Chichi finally understands why the arena closes after two o'clock, it is not closed, but a more brutal competition, Yi Liufeng originally planned to ban this kind of competition, but, due to the high income and high skill of the midnight competition, as well as the excitement of the smell of blood, it attracted a large number of spectators and participants, and it could not be banned. Moreover, hunting soul beasts outside will still produce death events, so for the hunters who make up the majority of the wandering fighters, it doesn't matter if they live or die. Another very important reason is that a strong enemy like the Fan family is outside, and countless soul beasts outside the city are also enemies of the Yi family, how can they forget their bloodiness?

The place of the life and death battle is naturally in the official arena, and the city lord Yi Liufeng also rushed over alone in purple, and he was accompanied by the Bai family's head Bai Xing's father and daughter, a 70-level prefecture-level master, a martial soul and a banana, and Bai Xing's daughter was the one who came that day. Neither of them hid their heads or tails. The news of the life and death fight received by the youngest son of the city lord spread far and wide, yes, the arena was full of people today, and the tickets were higher than usual, and the first floor cost 1 tael of silver to enter. The monthly money of the City Lord's Mansion has not yet been paid.

Fortunately, when Qianchi came, he answered the questions on the Bai family's task list, and they all answered correctly, and the address left was the City Lord's Mansion, and the Bai family steward directly sent someone to exchange the part of the reward that Qianchi deserved for the silver ticket of the Bai family's money village and handed it to him.

In the ring, the two people dressed in red or black military uniforms saluted each other and signed a life and death certificate, and a gong sounded, and the duel began.

The boy surnamed Fan didn't bring the guardian beast up, but it made Qianchi breathe a sigh of relief, if it was 2 to 1, Yi Li, who originally had a glimmer of life, would have almost nothing.

The young teacher surnamed Fan is extraordinary, if he wants to bring a pet beast with this kind of goods, it will be a shame for him to be a martial artist.

Yi Li stared at his opponent and found that his opponent's pace was calm and not in a hurry at all, just like facing Qianchi. Thinking of this, Yi Li glanced at the audience, hoping to see Little Brother Qianchi.

"And, it's ridiculous. Fan Xihe, who was on the other side, looked at the stupidity of his opponent and couldn't help but sneer. He began to stand up casually

Yi Li also found that he was a little unconfident, so he immediately packed up his mind and rushed over strongly, as always. He has reached 1.9 meters and his body is extremely strong, looking like a humanoid iron rhino, and Fan Xihe on the opposite side is thin and tall in terms of body shape, measuring 180 cm, but he looks more like malnutrition.

Yi Li punched out, Fan Xihe took it regardless of it, and then leaned over and beat it into shrimp, Yi Li was also taken aback, I don't know why Fan Xihe didn't stop. Yi Liufeng muttered in a low voice, "He is using his body to memorize Yi Li's technique and strength." "The advantage of this is that the body will develop an instinctive response to the opponent's technique afterwards.

"It seems that the nephew has met an opponent this time. Bai Xing also sighed. When Bai Huihui, who was anxious next to her, heard this, she rolled her eyes, looked back and forth between Bai Xing and Yi Liufeng for a while, and then stood on tiptoe and pulled her father's ear and didn't know what was whispering. After hearing this, Bai Xingxing patted Bai Huihui's hand, looked displeased, and finally nodded.

Sure enough, after that, Yi Li's every attack was avoided by Fan Xihe, and Yi Li did not use the routine that he had been practicing for three days, because he wanted to test his strength, his real strength, was he so far away from his peers in front of him?

Yi Li, who was in red clothes, even forgot about the opponent behind him, looking at his hands, an unprecedented sense of frustration invaded, obviously he hadn't used his soul technique much, he felt that the strength in his body was gradually disappearing.

The fighters of the surrounding Great Jade Creek City began to roar anxiously. Fan Xihe, who was in black clothes, put his hand to his mouth and made a silent motion: "Tell me, is the genius of the Yi family in front of me the invincible genius of the Yi family?

"Idiot, you're just a piece of waste! Do you want Lao Tzu to let you have a hand?"

Yi Li, who was still depressed just now, heard the scolding, and suddenly blushed, "What did you say?" took Fan Xihe's kick and rolled and threw the opponent to the ground.

Fan Xihe, who got up, twisted his neck, then turned his right hand back, and made a gesture of invitation with his left hand, with a serious face. The humiliated Yi Li wanted to flatten the opponent's head, but no matter how he punched and kicked, the opponent seemed to know in advance, dodge in advance, receive moves in advance, interrupt in advance, and after more than ten moves, Yi Li felt depressed, and all his strength was empty. Fan Xihe just dodged and dismantled moves, and occasionally punched quickly and quickly, and it seemed that he was planning to slowly wear down Yi Li.

"This idiot," Yi Liufeng shook his head vigorously, "this is completely falling into the rhythm of the opponent." "Because the attack can't be effective, it loses the fighting spirit in vain. Yi Li, who was gasping on the stage, also knew very well that if he continued like this, if he activated the first soul ring technique first and still couldn't make meritorious contributions, he would die, and he also vaguely calculated that even if he increased his strength by two percent, he would still not be able to defeat Fan Xihe, who was two-handed. He began to try to dodge, waiting for an opportunity to regain the fighting spirit he had lost earlier. But at this time, Fan Xihe began to chase him to fight, and he used his fighting spirit, Yi Liufeng fought hard, and each other turned out to be five or five, but the opponent's strength was only level 13! Is it because of the problem of martial arts?

What's the matter, he didn't understand, even Yi Liufeng was confused for a while, could it be that the opponent hid his strength, how could it be. The audience was in an uproar, shouting scoundrels for cheating. Fan Xihe, who was dressed in black, curled up his right hand except for his thumb, and then stood upside down. The audience scolded directly. If it weren't for the guards around, it is estimated that the smelly shoes and socks would have been thrown away.

At this time, the head of the Bai family used the Douqi technique, and answered everyone's doubts with a voice that could be heard by the whole audience: "Fan Xihe did not cheat, there are such martial arts, as far as I know, the martial arts of the four major divine clans and the Suzhu Tantra have relevant effects, among which the martial arts of the Suzhu Tantra are the most systematic and solid." Looking at his foundation, it should come from the Hidden World Sect Suzhu Sect. ”

Then he turned his head and said to Yi Liufeng: "Brother Yi, this young man has not yet cultivated to his home, so he is probably an abandoned disciple of Suzhu." The latter words were also deliberately heard by the people around them, and there was a burst of boos around. This is secretly helping Yi Li.

Sure enough, Fan Xihe said in a loud voice: "I'm not an outcast! I'm not an outcast!" but he didn't notice that the figure of a Ge Yi with a hat in the distance gradually entered the crowd.

Fan Xihe suddenly came back to his senses, what he was doing, he didn't expect him to be so vulnerable. He let go of the hands that were bound behind him and struck with all his might in order to end the fight quickly.

After that, the situation was one-sided, Fan Xihe and Yi Li confronted head-on, and gradually suppressed the opponent, his soul skill was the binding of vines, and every time he used two layers of rattan, when Yi Li broke free, Fan Xihe was full of old fists.

Bai Xing shook his head: "The personality is so extreme, no wonder he will become an outcast." ”

Thanks to Qianchi's armor, although Yi Li was in pain all over, he was fortunately not seriously injured, and he still did not use the soul skill amplification. Fan Xihe didn't care so much, he just relied on the combination of soul skills and martial arts, and beat Yi Li without leaving his hands, although Yi Li dodged a lot of attacks, there were too many attacks to avoid.

When Fan Xihe's fighting spirit was 50% left, Yi Li finally fell to the ground. He lay on the ground gasping for air, and finally even turned over, coughing up a little blood foam.

"It's time. Yi Li was shocked, and his strength increased on.

Fan Xihe, who was dressed in black, sneered and untied the belt around his waist, and then injected fighting energy, and the belt began to harden and straighten.

"This is, an epiphytic weapon?" The epiphytic weapon is the remnant of the soul beast after absorbing the martial soul, just like Qianchi's full-body wooden armor. You can follow the fighter to grow gradually, and there is a certain increase in your own fighting spirit.

"No, it's just a clan weapon. "That is to say, it is not the remnants of the soul beast after absorbing the martial soul, but the remnants of the stone vine of the same race, which will also increase their fighting spirit, but the effect must not be as good as the epithetical weapon.

At this time, Yi Li also shook his head helplessly, muttering: "I didn't want to use it." "He's going to use the standard clan routine he learned from Qianchi, originally he wanted to prove that he can still defeat his opponent without those fancy martial arts, but it is clear that the opponent is stronger than he imagined, and the martial arts are more important than he imagined.