After Yang Jian and the three of them walked into the martial arts center, they saw a sea of people inside.

"Damn!

Sun Xiao sighed and frowned.

"Hehe! It's very lively, there are a lot of people!"

Yang Jian smiled slightly, but his eyebrows betrayed his inner feelings.

Yang Jian raised his eyebrows lightly, and his mouth pursed.

Obviously, he hated this crowded environment.

And Ji Ya'er is already a little disgusting.

"I knew I had entered through the VIP area!

Ji Ya'er muttered a whim, and she was still wearing her mask.

"That's all there is to it?"

Yang Jian also frowned and sighed.

"No, Brother Yang, it's just the hall, and most of these people are today's audience. You see, in addition to the cultivators, there are even a lot of ordinary people!"

Sun Xiao pointed around and said to Yang Qian.

"Hmm, those who can't feel the energy fluctuations, are they all ordinary people?"

After hearing Sun Xiao's words, Yang Qian's eyes widened.

"Ah...... Otherwise, Brother Yang, almost all the cultivators with heads and faces are in the Immortal Auction House! How could there be so many cultivators here!"

Sun Xiao pursed his lips and said a word to Yang Qian.

Originally, Yang Jian was feeling the energy fluctuations of the people around him, but he found that he couldn't feel the energy fluctuations of many people.

Because of this, Yang Jian also thought that the realm of these people was very high.

"Brother Yang, go and sign up! Don't you also want to compete on stage?"

Sun Xiao pulled Yang Qian's wrist and took out the mountain collapse stick in the space ring, symbolically pushing away the crowd.

And the crowded, after seeing a young man take out a burning stick, all consciously gave way.

Ji Yaer also took out her own demon-breaking knife, so as to establish her authority and keep others at a distance from herself.

"Alright, let's go!"

After Yang Jian grabbed Ji Ya'er's wrist, he pulled her to follow Sun Xiao.

"Ahh

After feeling that her wrist was held in Yang Qian's hand, Ji Ya'er lowered her head slightly, and her face flushed.

Although she was a little embarrassed, she didn't shake off Yang Qian's hand.

After all, if he did this, Yang Jian would be very embarrassed.

But fortunately, Ji Ya'er has always worn a mask, so she herself is not too embarrassed.

"Sign up!

Sun Xiao took Yang Jian to the registration office, and Yang Jian followed behind Sun Xiao.

"You're going to sign up, oh, boy, come here!"

The old man sitting behind a round table glanced at Sun Xiao and said to Yang Jian again.

"Okay!"

Sun Xiao politely stood aside and asked Yang Jian to sign up.

"Cultivator's ID card!"

The old man stretched out his hand to Yang Jian and smiled slightly.

Yang Jian squinted his eyes, frowned, and looked at the old man.

"Here you go!"

Yang Jian took out the identity certificate from the Swallowing Heaven Jade Pure Bottle and handed it to the old man.

After glancing at Yang Qian's identity documents, the old man shook his head helplessly.

"Hmph! Sure enough, the newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, and I don't know how thick the sky is!"

The old man shook his head and stared at Yang Qian.

Then Yang Jian felt a coercion on his body, oppressing himself.

However, this little bit of coercion, for Yang Qian, it is still handy to deal with.

Yang Jian smiled slightly, and after glancing at the old man, he stretched out his hand, ready to get his ID card back.

After the old man registered Yang Qian's personal information on the form, he handed Yang Jian a piece of paper.

"Sign! Go on stage to compete, have no eyes with fists and feet, and have a life and death! But you are not allowed to deliberately kill people!"

After glaring at Yang Qian, the old man threw him a pen.

"Old gentleman......"

After Yang Jian took the pen, he bowed slightly to the old man.

"I just arrived at the realm of the Heavenly General, and I didn't even change my identity certificate, so I came here to compete, people like you don't have any great achievements!"

The old man glared at Yang Jian and mocked him.

Yang Jian smiled awkwardly, but didn't dare to refute.

"You can't teach a child!"

The old man saw that Yang Jian had signed the agreement, so he snorted coldly.

But Ji Ya'er couldn't listen to it anymore, and after glancing at Yang Qian, she was ready to use words to fight back at the old man.

"All right, sir, is that all right?"

Yang Jian smiled slightly.

"This is a race card! Hmph! You're going to lose badly! Young man, it's not a good thing to go your own way!"

After the old man put a participation card in Yang Qian's hand, he no longer paid attention to Yang Qian.

Yang Jian put down the pen and saw that Ji Yaer seemed to be about to say something, so his right hand touched Ji Yaer's left hand.

"You! you ......"

Ji Ya'er raised her head, her little face under the mask was already red, and the pink color of her neck directly exposed her shyness.

Ji Ya'er felt as if there was a deer jumping around in her chest, but there were so many people here that she couldn't say anything more.

"Don't make a fuss!"

After Yang Jian glanced at Ji Ya'er, he smiled at the old man again.

"In the realm of immortals, the old gentleman is really not simple!"

After Yang Jian glanced at the old man, he said a word to him.

But Sun Xiao and Ji Ya'er were surprised.

"Huh?"

After the old man heard Yang Qian's words, he was also shocked, but he immediately calmed down.

"Let's go!

The old man sat down, returned Yang Qian's identification card to him, and urged them to leave quickly.

And Ji Ya'er stared at the old man, and then dragged Yang Jian away.

"Ah Qian, you hurry up to the arena! I'm going to rent a VIP room!"

After Ji Ya'er frowned, she was about to open a VIP room.

"It's okay, Sun Xiao, you can go too! I'll go to the arena myself. ”

Yang Jian looked at his watch and frowned.

Yang Jian did not stop any longer, but walked directly to the arena according to the instructions of the road signs.

"Oh!

After walking through a player's passage, Yang Jian came to the periphery of the arena.

He glanced at a group of cultivators in the ring, estimated to be about thirty people.

Yang Jian smiled slightly and stepped into the giant ring.

The ring is very large, three or four thousand square meters.

Around the ring, there is a grass field four or five meters wide, and the grass is surrounded by a wall.

Above the wall, there is the auditorium!

"Boy, you're going to lose badly!"

As soon as Yang Jian stepped into the ring, a strong man with his hands on his chest said a word to him.

"Oh! you're going to lose badly, too!"

Yang Jian didn't have a lot of words, but what he could guarantee was that at the beginning of the game, this strong man would definitely fall first!

Because Yang Jian is very resentful.

"Hmph! you ......"

Just as the strong man was about to say something, the host's voice sounded on the radio.

The host didn't talk much, and before the end of the broadcast, another young man in a mask stepped into the ring.

A few minutes later, the contestants were reminded on the radio to get ready for battle.

And all of a sudden, the sound of the start of the game sounded on the radio.

It was at this moment that the strong man beside Yang Jian fell to the ground.

Yang Jian was resolute and resolute, and hit the strong man's acupoint with one move!

"The Jizhong Acupoint is the death point of you strong cultivators! You can't get up anymore!"

The strong man snorted coldly and lay on the ground, exhausted, unable to get up at all.

Yang Jian grabbed the strong man's right arm and threw him under the ring.

If you leave the ring, you will be defeated!

The strong man, on the other hand, was panting for breath, lying on the grass panting, not even knowing how he was hit.