The four of them returned to the Han Mansion with the intention of drinking, and sure enough, the night was quiet, Wang Wu and the three of them sat in the duty room and meditated and breathed as usual, continuing to digest and absorb the effects brought by the spirit wine, and Yuan Chonghui went to the practice room to continue to practice the first form of the Crazy Dragon Fury Sea Recipe "Splitting the Mountain", after all, he had only realized a trace of the sword intent, which was far from enough.

On this day, he was practicing in the practice room, Wang Wu pushed open the door, beckoned to him, and Yuan Chonghui walked out. Wang Lei and Yan Chuang were also there, and Wang Wu patted Yuan Chonghui on the shoulder: "Brother Yuan, you broke the bill that day, go, you are not on duty today, my brothers will take you to a place!"

Yuan Chonghui muttered in his heart, but he didn't ask, let him pull it, and the four of them came to a large circular square, only to see that the square was crowded with people, and there were high platforms in the middle of the square.

"What is this?"

"Compete in the arena!" Wang Wu said with a smile, "I spent so many spirit stones on you last time, my brothers don't want to go, this time I go to earn some spirit stones, and I can invite you back!"

Yan Chuang explained the situation of the arena to him on the side, "The arena is a place where the monks compete to win and gamble. As long as it is above the Qi Yuan realm, you can compete on the fighting platform, and the amount of profit is calculated according to the number of games won, and if it is a winning streak, the reward can also be increased. Anyone with a high level of conceit who wants to earn some spirit stones, or who has reached the critical point of cultivation and wants to use it to improve their realm, or who has grievances with each other and wants to settle them, can be on the test platform. In addition, there are also those who come to see the excitement, or those who are sexually aggressive, also gather here, both of which are mortals and monks, and only need to pay the entrance fee of five spirit stones. ”

After listening to Yan Chuang's explanation, Yuan Chonghui understood, he thought that Wang Wushen was mysterious and secret, and thought it was something, but it turned out that he came to the arena, and it was recorded in "Lingxu Mountains and Rivers Heroic Soul Record", he was not a stranger, but he had no on-site experience.

Wang Wu was the first to sign up for the competition, and he patted Yuan Chonghui on the shoulder: "Brother Yuan, you can bet on me to win, this is the one who can win the spirit stone!"

Wang Lei and Yan Chuang both bet on Wang Wuying. Yuan Chonghui also bet with them, he can't bet on Wang Wu to lose, so it's not enough buddy!

It didn't take long for Wang Wu to appear, in the No. 3 competition platform, when he signed up, he hid his identity and reported his name - Lightning Cat. Fighting with him was an opponent named Romon, tall, tough, and extraordinary, the two fought on the stage for a long time, and Wang Wucai narrowly defeated the other party with his agility. It seems that as one of the four major families, the porter of the Han Mansion is not something that can be done casually, and it must have two brushes.

Wang Wu became the champion and accepted the challenge of the next monk, and if he could continue to win, the spirit stones he earned would be doubled. This time it was a monk nicknamed Spirit Mouse, who was not good-looking, standing quietly on the stage, looking ordinary, unlike Monroe just now, as soon as he appeared, there was a compelling momentum.

As soon as the person presiding over the ring announced his name, the people below began to talk about it.

"The spirit mouse meets the lightning cat, isn't this self-defeating?"

"I wonder if it's the spirit mouse that is clever or the lightning cat is fast?"

Everyone was not optimistic about the monk named Spirit Mouse, and he fell behind in terms of name alone. Yuan Chonghui looked at the monk named Spirit Mouse on the stage, and felt that it was not as unbearable as everyone thought, although the progress of his cultivation of the Divine Killing Technique was slow, but its effect on the cultivation of internal breath, including divine consciousness, was extraordinary, far stronger than that of ordinary monks, so his vision was also relatively unique, and he could see that this monk was restrained in his breath, and his cultivation realm was probably not as general as it appeared on the outside.

Wang Wu is also a long-time fighter, and he did not despise his opponent because of this person's ordinary appearance, but stood there, clenched his fists steadily, showed his respect for his opponent, and then waited for the opponent to attack.

After returning the salute, the monk named Spirit Mouse concentrated for a moment, waved his hand, and a white shadow of a spear went straight towards Wang Wu with a squeaky sound that pierced through the air, and even the prohibition on the edge of the square test table was rattled with murderous aura stirred by the sound of gunfire.

The crowd of people talking in the audience was instantly shocked by this powerful murderous aura, and suddenly fell silent.

"Good marksmanship!"

Wang Wu shouted, not retreating but advancing, and with a wave in his hand, a black stick shadow went towards the center of the gun shadow, and the gun shadow and halberd shadow collided in the air, and the sparks aroused were crackling.

"What a powerful Qi Yuan!" the crowd of onlookers erupted in exclamation.

Through the swallowing and absorption of spiritual energy, the Qi Yuan Realm cultivators condense the Qi Yuan in their bodies, and control and use the Qi Yuan through various spell techniques, so as to achieve the point of doing whatever they want. The higher the cultivation level of the Qi Yuan Realm, the stronger the Qi Yuan, and the more obvious the effects of spells and exercises. Judging from the situation of the two of them, they are at least at the level of the eighth layer of the middle level of the Qi Yuan Realm, which is why there is such a thrilling and shocking effect.

Yuan Chonghui's understanding of Wang Wu has improved by another level, who knew that a small gatekeeper would have such a high Qi Yuan cultivation!

The two of them were fighting each other on the stage, killing each other inextricably, and the scene was far more exciting and thrilling than the fight between Wang Wu and Luo Men just now.

The audience was stunned, especially Yuan Chonghui, although he is now in the Soul Yuan Realm, he rarely experiences the battle between the levels of the Qi Yuan Realm, and he is even more drunk, immersed in the use of the Dao method, and even forgot to applaud!

One is the big gun that makes the python out of the hole, and the techniques of blocking, taking, piercing, pointing, collapsing, picking, plucking, and winding are driven by the powerful qi yuan;

At this time, the audience was thunderous and applauded. Where is the battle between the spirit mouse and the lightning cat, it is clearly two dragons crossing the river who are fighting if you don't let me and I won't let you!

Someone commented, "People can't look good, I didn't expect that a small Qingchuan projectile land is also a hidden dragon and crouching tiger!"

His words immediately aroused the displeasure of the others, and they began to bombard him one after another.

"What do you mean by a small Qingchuan?"

"What do you mean by the Land of Projectiles?"

Qingchuan is also one of the thirty-six states of the Lingxu Continent, how did it become a land of projectiles!"

"The two people on this stage are just the level of Qi refiners in the Qi Yuan Realm, and in your eyes, they will become dragons and tigers, if they are great cultivators at the level of the Soul Yuan Realm, the Mixed Yuan Realm, and even the Xuanyuan Realm, they will not be regarded as gods by you calling their father and mother, and they will bow to the ground and worship!"

This is a bit too much, but it also shows that the person who made the discussion just now has become the target of the public and is the finger of Wanfu. But he can't be blamed entirely, if it was a monk above the Mixed Yuan Realm, he would have been snatched away by various forces a long time ago and became a fragrant bun, who is still fighting and killing here. Therefore, in this competition arena, most of the references are monks at the initial level of the Qi Yuan Realm and the Soul Yuan Realm, and there are relatively few monks above the middle level of the Soul Yuan Realm, so that person also said a few words casually about this scene, which caused everyone's public indignation.

At this time, the two people on the stage finally decided the winner. At a critical time, Wang Wu made a false move and used the rhinoceros to look at the moon, the other party didn't know what the plan was, and was swept away by the halberd, and the pawn was not on guard, and the big gun had no time to defend himself, and he staggered to the ground. Wang Wu ended up being a step ahead and won two straight victories.

The "spirit mouse" got up from the platform and clasped his fists with both hands: "Gao Ming, I have been taught!" After speaking, he jumped off the ring.

Wang Wu looked at the other party's back, thoughtfully, and muttered to himself, "Good boy, keep a hand!"

Wang Lei and Yan Chuang had a smile on their faces at this time, one was that Wang Wu won the thrill, and the other was that the two made a lot of money by making bets.

Yuan Chonghui also felt comfortable, and there was an urge to try it in his heart.

Yan Chuang seemed to see Yuan Chonghui's mental activity, and patted him on the shoulder, "Brother, why don't you try it too?"

Hearing Yan Chuang's bewitchment, Yuan Chonghui, who was already eager to try, nodded, he also wanted to exercise his actual combat ability through the competition in the ring, otherwise when he encountered danger, he would have to lose his life without improvisation experience, plus the trace of "splitting the mountain" knife intent that he had just comprehended, he also needed to sharpen it.

Yan Chuang asked him, "Brother, what kind of name do you use to sign up?"

Yuan Chonghui thought for a while and said, "Use Ren Wei!"

Shen Tianyi in his previous life made him fed up with his wretched spirit, and in this life, he must vent his anger to see if it is the will of heaven that is difficult to disobey, or is it man-made? So he gave the homophonic name "Ren Wei", which can be regarded as a kind of riposte to the cold of the world and the warmth of human feelings.

"Ren Wei is good! willful! Majestic!" Yan Chuang casually talked nonsense without knowing it, and dragged him to sign up with him.

When he came to the registration office, the person in charge of registration took out the realm test stone and tested the cultivation realm: "Qi Yuan Realm Intermediate Level, hand over 10 spirit stones, wait a while, if there is a suitable opponent, it will be arranged to come to the stage!"

Yuan Chonghui didn't expect that Li Daodao's dragon locking technique was so powerful, not only did he change his appearance and cover up his cultivation, but even the realm stone could not detect the realm of cultivation, since the cultivation realm of the realm test stone was the middle level of the Qi Yuan realm, then he would suppress the cultivation to compete, which was not a difficult thing.

Yan Chuang was afraid that Yuan Chonghui would regret it, so he hurriedly handed over the spirit stone for him, did the registration procedures, and waited for a suitable opponent to come to power again. Unless both parties agree, the competition arena generally arranges opponents of the same realm and level to compete, which is more reasonable, which can not only make the competition more exciting, but also avoid casualties caused by the large gap between each other's realms.

Yuan Chonghui originally thought that he would have to wait for a long time, but after a while, the deacon in charge of the competition sent someone over to inform him that he could play, and the venue was on the No. 5 competition table.

Yan Chuang pulled Yuan Chonghui to the No. 5 competition platform again, only to see a tall young man with a tiger head and a tiger brain already waiting there, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, with a strong physique far beyond his age.

He looked at Yuan Chonghui, who was about to go on stage, and did not salute with his fists, but opened his big mouth: "My name is Yao Meng, ugly boy, look at you who are thin, you look ugly, this is the appearance of being beaten!

As soon as Yuan Chonghui and Yan Chuang heard this, they knew that this was a dumb and unscrupulous one!

Yuan Chonghui's appearance was made a little ugly by Li Daodao's disguise technique at this time, but because of the hard work of the anti-heaven god rhino and the cultivation of Taoism, his body has surpassed that of teenagers of the same age, although compared with Yao Meng, it is much inferior, but it will not be so unbearable. Therefore, Yuan Chonghui still has some confidence in himself, and only then did he comprehend a trace of the knife intent of "splitting the mountain", and just experienced the knife intent of the hand like the knife leg and the blade like the knife. If you can't beat it, it's a big deal to admit defeat, that is, you can't admit it before you have competed, which is very detrimental to the state of mind of cultivation.

In fact, there are two reasons for his confidence and courage, one is to be reincarnated as a human being, and subjectively has a strong desire to change the inferiority complex in his previous life, and the other is that after melting the heart and blood of the anti-heaven god rhino, the unyielding and rebellious blood of the anti-heaven god rhino has objectively also affected his character characteristics.

Yuan Chonghui didn't know about this, he only had one belief, he must live vigorously as a human being in the next life, and in such a state of mind, of course he would not be intimidated by a stupid boy's second words.

Yan Chuang stabbed Yuan Chonghui with his hand next to him: "How is it, brother, do you have the confidence to defeat that stupid big man?

When Yuan Chonghui heard him say this, he knew that he was worried about himself, so he smiled slightly: "I'm not scared, let's take a look! Insults and intimidation are definitely not battles!" The last sentence was a famous quote by Lu Xun that he suddenly remembered.

"Good insults and intimidation are never fights!" Wang Wu, who rushed over to cheer, exclaimed. After two consecutive wins, he chose to take a truce, after all, the second game just now cost him a lot of energy, and if he fought again, he was afraid that it would be difficult to continue, so he gave up the third game.

Yuan Chonghui and Yao Meng stepped into the ring, and there was an obvious difference in height between the two.

Yao Meng pinched the knuckles of his fingers, and looked at Yuan Chonghui condescendingly: "Ugly boy, I kindly advised you just now that you didn't listen, it's too late to regret it, come! come! come!, let me loosen your muscles and bones, and it's so long!"

Yuan Chonghui faced his contempt, and asked with a smile without hurrying: "Silly big man, are you still breastfeeding?"

Yao Meng was asked by him like this, and he couldn't turn around for a while, and he didn't understand what he said, so he touched the back of his head and said, "I don't eat milk, I eat meat!"

Yuan Chonghui said in deliberate surprise: "You speak in a milky voice, I thought you weren't weaned!" He can't compare to Li Daode and Hongyu in his verbal skills, but it doesn't mean that he can't fight Yao Meng.

The crowd watching from the audience let out a burst of laughter, and Yao Meng realized that this was what he meant to laugh at himself. He roared angrily with a red neck: "Not only do I eat meat, but I also want to eat you today, ugly boy, take it!" said and waved a fist the size of a rice bowl and swooped towards Yuan Chonghui, the fist carried the wind, and it was terrifying.

Yuan Chonghui was caught off guard, he didn't have time to parry, his body hurriedly flashed to the side, although he flashed, but he was still beaten by the fist wind.

"I thought your cultivation was amazing, but it turned out to be just mud, and it was thin when you soaked in urine!" Yao Meng opened his mouth and laughed, he was unforgiving, and his fists crackled like raindrops and beckoned to Yuan Chonghui.

Yuan Chonghui, who has empty sword intent and lacks actual combat, only has the ability to parry, and has no power to fight back, and he is about to be beaten out of the ring by this guy.

Yan Chuang in the audience was anxious, and hurriedly shouted in the audience: "Brother, come on, I can buy you to win, win this one, I will invite you to drink flower wine when I turn around!"

Wang Wu stretched out his hand to cover Yan Chuang's mouth, glared at him and said, "Why are you talking, is there such a cheer as you!" After glaring at Yan Chuang, he shouted at Yuan Chonghui: "Brother, don't worry, overcome rigidity with softness, and pay attention to defending as attack!"

I can't help but say that Wang Wu has rich experience in actual combat, and the move he gave Yuan Chonghui was a very appropriate strategy against the enemy, attacking so many punches, according to ordinary people, it should be already lacking in stamina, and he began to slow down, but he didn't expect Yao Meng, this kid is a pervert, he is still full of vigor, and his fists are full of vigor.

If Yuan Chonghui does not take measures at this time, he will be defeated and will not be able to recover! And he also feels that he is like a small boat on the cusp of the wind and knife that is about to be overturned, and it is about to be swallowed up by the wind and waves. An unwilling and unyielding intent suddenly rose from his heart, echoing this unyielding intent, and the "splitting mountain" knife intent that had been integrated into the body for many days was active in the body at this time, and the spiritual power and breath of the whole body were surging towards this knife intent like crazy, at this time Yuan Chonghui actually had a feeling that he couldn't control it, and he saw that his palm was as strong as a knife, cutting towards Yao Meng's body with an unstoppable momentum, and he shouted loudly, "You split it for me!"

Yao Meng didn't expect Yuan Chonghui to use such a sharp palm force at this time, there was a sense that made him shudder and unstoppable, he was startled, it was impossible to avoid it completely, he could only try his best to avoid his body, and use his fists to resist this sharp fist that made his heart palpitate.

I only heard a "click", followed by a "ouch", everyone was startled, after the figures of the two people separated, they took a closer look, only to see that one of Yao Meng's arms was cut off by the brush, and the other was not much better, hanging on his chest, only one tendon was connected.

"What's going on?" Everyone was dumbfounded, including Yuan Chonghui himself, who didn't expect this to be the end. , and he was paralyzed at this time, sweating all over his body, and there was a feeling of collapse

Or the host is well-informed and experienced, quickly jumped to the ring, quickly stuffed a pill into Yao Meng's mouth, picked up the broken arm on the ground, picked up Yao Meng's broken arm, and quickly smeared the golden medicine, wrapped in gauze, and the other one was the same, when all this was dealt with, he took a long breath, his face was calm, his eyes showed a cold light, and he stared at Yuan Chonghui: "Boy, are you trying to compete! What kind of enmity does he have with you that makes you so ruthless?"

Yuan Chonghui came to his senses at this time, and for a while he didn't know how to answer, and he was powerless to answer. In an embarrassment, Wang Wu also saw that something was wrong, and quickly jumped into the ring, first stuffed a pill into Yuan Chonghui's mouth, and then hurriedly saluted the host with a fist: "My brother is in the ring for the first time, he has no experience, and he doesn't know the severity of his shot, please forgive me, we will bear the responsibility this time, and all the expenses required will be compensated according to the price, what do you think?"

Hearing Wang Wu say this, the host's face softened slightly, and his nose snorted: "Reading his young first offense, he will not be held accountable, only this once, not as an example, if he commits it again, he will abolish his cultivation, I didn't expect that at a young age, he would be so ruthless!"

Yuan Chonghui only relieved himself at this time, and just wanted to open his mouth to explain something, Wang Wu patted him on the shoulder and stopped him: "Brother, let's talk about it later!" After speaking, he pulled him and jumped out of the ring.

On the contrary, Yao Meng himself did not seem to be hit by this injury, and still shouted at Yuan Chonghui's back without a grin: "Ugly boy, there is you! This time you win, I will get it back next time!"

On the way back, Wang Wu and Yuan Chonghui were silent, but Yan Chuang muttered: "Yao Meng's kid also deserves it, who doesn't get angry when he sees his arrogant appearance?"