The arena of Chen Cheng is an arena with a history of 100 years, the whole arena consists of a main arena and five peripheral pavilions around it, looking down from the sky like a plum blossom, and the five petals represent the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire and earth, the hall is painted with the color corresponding to the five elements, and the main stadium in the middle represents the integration of the five elements, with gray-white coloring, so it is also called the plum blossom arena.

After entering Chen Cheng, the three of them went straight to the Grand Arena, found an inn nearby to check in, and then the three of them started the mode of shopping and shopping, and then went directly to see the ultimate showdown in the main arena to understand the situation of the champion. The three of them lived a very nourishing life along the way, and their food and accommodation were all expensive, because they were all paid with the bonuses won by Jun Hao, except for the slow ox cart of course. Along the way, in addition to Xiang Junhao's defeat in the first two arenas because he was a newcomer with a lack of experience and an unstable state, Xiang Junhao's state and performance in the arena matches in the next dozen towns became more and more stable, and his combat skills became more and more skilled, and he won a lot of games and won a lot of bonuses.

It's just that in order not to expose Xiang Junhao's identity and true appearance, Mo Qingzhi arranged for him to use the pseudonym "Mo Hao" to participate in the competition, and asked him to wear a half-mask mask. One of the purposes of this is to prevent capable people from knowing that he is the young sect master of Yunfeng Pavilion, in case the tree is a big trick, and Mo Qingzhi jokingly said that if he loses miserably, he will embarrass Yunfeng Pavilion. The second is that at this stage, people can't understand the defect of Xiang Junhao's limited energy output, and people understand the handle prematurely.

At first, Xiang Junhao didn't understand why Mo Qingzhi had to give himself a good pseudonym, and he had to wear a half-mask that seemed very old. After the three of them finished shopping and had eaten, they entered the Chencheng Arena, and in the main passage of the arena's audience entrance, Helan Xuanji suddenly pointed to the wall of honor on the wall and shouted in surprise: Senior uncle, junior brother, come and see, there is actually a person named Mo Hao on this wall, and junior brother, you see that his outfit is exactly the same as that given to you by your uncle...

Xiang Junhao hurried over and saw that it was really as Helan Xuanji said, even the hairstyle and clothes were exactly the same as what Mo Qingzhi had prepared for Xiang Junhao to play tomorrow, and the two of them turned their heads at the same time and looked at Mo Qingzhi suspiciously, hoping to get an answer. I saw Mo Qingzhi coil his hairstyle into the same as in the portrait, and then the fan only showed two eyes for them to experience, Helan Xuanji looked at Mo Qingzhi and then looked at the portrait back and forth several times, and suddenly pointed to the portrait and then pointed at Mo Qingzhi as if he had discovered a new continent and said: Uncle, yes, yes...

Mo Qing held a silent gesture to stop what Helan Xuanji was saying behind, and then pulled the two senior siblings to quickly leave the entrance passage and enter the arena. After taking a seat, Helan Xuanji still wanted to ask, but Mo Qingzhi first asked her to look at the portrait hanging at the highest place in the audience seat of the main arena, and then looked through a brochure specially bought for the introduction of the Chencheng Arena before entering. Helan Xuanji and Xiang Junhao looked up according to Mo Qingzhi's instructions, and a huge portrait with a height of one zhang hung in a circle around the main stadium at the highest point of the audience, but there were only more than 20 people. And there was a portrait on it that was exactly the same as Xiang Junhao's appearance in the competition, and the two of them hurriedly flipped through the manual to find the answer.

It turns out that the wall of honor and the huge portrait in the arena are set up to commemorate the strong champions of the Chencheng Grand Arena, and those who can ascend this honor are the strong men who have successfully defended more than 100 consecutive games after becoming the champions here. Because Chencheng is the capital of Yanzhou Prefecture and belongs to the transportation hub, there are many people who come and go, and in addition, the Chencheng Arena belongs to the field supervised by the Tiansheng Imperial Martial Arts Alliance, and the supreme powerhouses here will be honored and commended by the supreme honor of the empire and become the sought-after warriors of Middle Earth. The most important thing is that the rewards given to the champion here are very considerable, and the temptation of fame and fortune will naturally attract many strong people to come and try it, so the warriors who rush and defend here should not be underestimated, and the difficulty is naturally great.

The two of them finally turned to the page they were looking for, only to see that it was written: Martial artist Mo Hao, a person from Yizhou, twenty years old, good at grappling skills, spirit runes, weapons are not necessarily good at use, because of the cover of his face I don't know his true identity and face... In the Chencheng Grand Arena, he guarded 360 games, ranked third in the list of the longest time in the champion, and no one has surpassed it so far, and then took the initiative to hang the flag and give up the position of the champion, and mysteriously disappeared without a trace... After reading it to Jun Hao and Helan Xuanji, Xiang Jun Hao and Helan Xuanji looked at Mo Qingzhi with an unbelievable and adoring face, and the narcissistic Mo Qingzhi took out the fan that he was playing with and posed as a beautiful and handsome look, and Xiang Junhao and Helan Xuanji immediately changed their expressions of disgust, but it attracted the admiration of some female viewers around who came to see the fighting skills.

Helan Xuanji asked Xiang Mo Qingzhi: "Uncle, why don't you leave as the master?"

Mo Qingzhi rewarded her with a fan of popping chestnuts, and said: Uncle Shi is the kind of person who loves money? It's just that after leaving Yingtian Academy, I was depressed and happened to travel here, and the uncle you know is Qing Xiu has no savings, so I have to earn some living expenses here, and in addition, I appease Uncle Shi's wounded heart with my fighting heart...

Xiang Junhao didn't want to listen to Mo Qingzhi's tirade anymore, so he immediately asked Helan Xuanji: Senior sister, this is an irregular game that is different from the angry one?

Helan Xuanji no longer listened to Mo Qingzhi's chatter, flipped through the manual to find the fighter's instructions, and after a quick browsing, he pointed to the key content inside and said to Jun Hao: The arena requires that every competitor who enters the arena must sign a life and death document, and if there is an accident, the other party will not be held responsible. The rules of the arena are that under normal conditions, the daily competitive competition starts from the five peripheral halls, and all the contestants are evenly divided into five arenas regardless of strength, and then the only winner of each peripheral hall enters the main arena, and after a night's rest, the next day the lottery will be drawn against five defenders, and each champion will get a different level of rewards according to the length of time he has been defending... Of course, there are also cases where the main stadium is used under abnormal circumstances, first of all, the competitive matches during important festivals and large-scale celebrations, or the battles or duels between high-level martial artists from the King Kong realm... At present, the five defenders have more than 50 guards, and the strongest one has defended 100 games.

Mo Qingzhi leaned behind the two sisters and brothers, and listened and watched, and then said: Tut-tut... Don't you two look at this booklet, how can the real strength information of the champion be on this...

The two sisters and brothers turned around and gave him a roll of the eyes for him to experience on his own, and then continued to bow his head to study the information written in the manual, and seriously discussed what to do if he encountered it? At this time, an uncle next to him who was sloppy and holding a wine jug and looked a little drunk came over and asked: Listen to what this little brother means, he will participate in the fighting skills tomorrow?

Xiang Junhao turned his face to face the uncle, and nodded sincerely without thinking. The uncle laughed, and then teased a few people around him who also looked like drunks: You see, today's children are too bold, and they dare to fight before they are full, and they also say that they want to challenge the champion, how fun, hahaha.

After he finished speaking in a loud voice, not only the companions around him laughed, but also the other audience around him who heard it, and then everyone pointed at Xiang Junhao and Helan Xuanji. Helan Xuanji was a violent temper, how could she endure this, and then her little face changed, her small waist pinched, her little hand pointed, and she said angrily to the uncle: You drunkard, what are you talking nonsense, aren't you just a few broken masters, they will kneel down and beg for mercy tomorrow!

When everyone heard this, they were even more happy to laugh as a young man's ignorant wild words, Helan Xuanji just wanted to refute everyone again, but she was dragged by Xiang Junhao and she left there with Mo Qingzhi to find another seat. Xiang Junhao didn't want to waste his feelings and strength by having a worthless dispute with these unrelated people, and after finding the new land, he was appeased for a while, so that the angry Helan Xuanji did not count the words of the villain with the amount of an adult. Mo Qing watched the whole process quietly without saying a word, he saw from the recent bits and pieces that after this period of buffering, Xiang Junhao, who can treat things calmly and have ideas for doing things, has been liberated from depression and returned to normal.

When everyone in the hall was almost seated, only three salutes were heard, the war drums sounded, and the battle trumpets sounded in unison. Next, the iron gates on both sides of the arena in the center of the arena opened, and two teams of samurai in costume lined up, and after the costumed samurai held a simple entrance ceremony, the champions and rushers also lined up from the iron gates on both sides. The audience in the arena was boiling all at once, and the voices were deafening, each shouting the name of the warrior they supported, and there were even crazy people throwing money, things, and handkerchiefs in the center of the field...

At this time, on the rostrum facing north of the venue, the master of ceremonies of the competition came to the stage. I saw him wearing a white lace robe printed with a plum blossom-like pattern on the outside of the arena, holding the scepter of the Warrior Alliance on the side of the rostrum to give an opening speech. The voice of this person is like a bell, and every word reaches the root of the ear like a wave, but every word he speaks makes people feel lightweight after hearing it. From this person's voice, it can be concluded that he should be a master at least in the Vajra Realm, and he is practicing the skill of roaring. The so-called roar is to use sound as a weapon to hit the target through sound waves.

When he began to introduce the distinguished guests who attended the competition, in addition to the representatives of the Warrior Alliance in Chen Cheng, Chen Cheng Taishou, Chen Cheng Shenwu Army Commander General, and several local nobles, Xiang Junhao seemed to have heard Mu Lingyun's name. He thought that he had heard it wrong or that he had a duplicate name, but when he saw the person sitting on the rostrum, he was sure that it was undoubtedly the Mu Lingyun he knew! Mu Lingyun was wearing a blue-purple Qiluo skirt today, her blue-purple beautiful long hair was only wrapped around a few black hairbands, and her whole face was not powdered, and under the delicate willow eyebrows, there were still a pair of clear purple eyes like ice water, revealing all the arrogance and domineering of the eyes.