Under the No. 10 bluestone ring of the Demon Fighting Stage, Huangfu Bing'er and Bai Xiu'er have been watching the battle, although the opponents Ye Qin met in the first ten rounds were very weak, but every time Ye Qin won a game, the two of them still felt extremely happy and excited.

Ye Qin's ten rounds of competition were a bit tricky, and he even deceived and coaxed a group of Jindan monks' Yuan Jing, but he finally earned the first small income after the three of them came to the Southern Demon Continent.

"Sister Bing'er, Brother Ye has won more than a thousand seventh-order Yuan Crystals, which is enough for the three of us to stay in Demon Spirit City for a long time. But it's not enough, let's find accommodation in the city, and various expenses will definitely cost a lot of Yuan Jing. Brother Ye wins a few more rounds, and the Yuan Crystals earned will be enough for us to use for a while. ”

Bai Xiu'er said excitedly.

Huangfu Bing'er smiled and nodded, Fujun's ten rounds of fighting were very easy, and there should be no problem with playing seven or eight rounds. She quickly calculated in her heart, she only needed to play more than five rounds, and she would be able to have tens of thousands of seventh-order yuan crystals, which would definitely be enough for the three of them to use for a while

"Today, the first 'Ten Rounds Cultivator' of the Demon Doutai has been born! This Ye Qin Daoist is in the ring to accept the challenge of all the Yuan Infant Cultivators in the Demon Spirit City!"

The guards of the Demon Spirit City, who presided over the fighting method in the ring, shouted loudly for ten rounds.

In the magic arena, it suddenly caused a lot of commotion. The eyes of many Yuanying monks all glanced towards the ring. Even some of the Transformation Stage Lords who had selected their subordinates here couldn't help but take a few more glances at the No. 10 ring.

The Yuanying monks who paid attention to Ye Qin's No. 10 ring obviously began to increase.

The thousands of Yuan Infant Cultivators in this Demon Arena, except for those who were still competing in the ring, had already noticed the No. 10 ring.

"There is actually a Yuanying Monk who has played ten rounds in the Demon Fighting Stage! He doesn't know what ten rounds mean? Once ten rounds are played, it means that all the Yuanying Monks in Demon Spirit City will be challenged!"

"Those who dare to fight ten rounds are generally extremely strong monks. However, his previous ten rounds were too tricky, and the bets on Yuan Crystals were pitiful, and he only had more than 1,000 seventh-order Yuan Crystals after ten rounds. ”

"I don't know if he'll be able to play twenty rounds!"

"What, twenty rounds, twenty rounds, I'm afraid that only a few of the top Yuan Infant Genius Cultivators in Demon Spirit City can do it!"

The monks in the hall were all talking and surprised.

However, although there was a lot of discussion under the ring, there were surprisingly few Yuanying monks trying to get on the field.

There is a rule that is rarely used in the Demon Fighting Arena, in the first ten rounds, the monks on the field can go on the stage to challenge the champion at will, there is no limit, and some low-level monks can go up to fill up the number indiscriminately. However, once you have more than ten rounds of continuous fighting, you will step into a new threshold, and you will automatically get the title of "Ten Rounds of Monk of the Demon Fighting Table".

The next competition will become extremely serious.

Only strong monks who have also fought ten rounds of battles are qualified to come to the stage to compete with Ye Qin.

In other words, after Ye Qin played ten rounds, those Jindan monks who were cats and dogs were forbidden to come to the stage, and even ordinary Yuanying monks were no longer qualified to challenge him. Only Yuan Infant Stage cultivators who have fought ten rounds in Demon Spirit City can go to the ring to challenge Ye Qin and challenge them at a higher level.

Moreover, every time Ye Qin guards one more game, his title will also be automatically promoted to "Eleventh Round of Demon Fighting Stage, Twelfth Round Monk".

Ye Qin had just come to Demon Spirit City, and he didn't know about this custom of the Demon Fighting Stage, and he hadn't seen other monks fight more than ten rounds. Seeing that there were no monks on the stage, he had some doubts in his heart, but he still stood quietly in the ring, waiting for the other Yuanying monks to come on stage to challenge.

This is nearly half an hour's work

In the arena, a small group of seven or eight monks of both sexes and monks, dressed in beautiful clothes and with proud expressions, gathered together.

One of them, led by a woman in red.

They are all cultivators in the middle and late stages of the Yuan Infant, and there are various mountain and river logos on the sleeves and corners of their clothes, and the monks of Demon Spirit City all know that this is the exclusive power logo of the god lord, and only the lord's descendants and cronies can use the same logo.

Each of these logos on their clothes represented a famous lord of Demon Spirit City, who was a monk with a strong family background.

The ordinary monks around were all standing far away, and they didn't dare to approach this group of Yuanying monks.

"Demon Spirit City has another 'Ten Rounds of Monks', tsk, I'm afraid there will be a lot of Ten Rounds of Monks who are interested, and there is a good show to watch today!"

"This guy is so shameless, take some Jindan monks and low-priced Yuanying monks to fill up, and rush to ten rounds. He probably wants to make a name for himself in Demon Spirit City, so that the lord can take a fancy to him and give him a good salary for his employment!"

One of the purple-shirted men sneered contemptuously and disdainfully, "Who sent one of his subordinates up to abuse him!" ”

"Brother Cao, this person is a ninth-level cultivator, and he is very good at fighting, he should have some strength, if you send one of your subordinates up casually, I'm afraid you won't be able to clean him up!"

The other white-robed monk, very leisurely, chuckled.

"If this person is really powerful, he will not use that kind of shameless means. He bet on so few Yuan Crystals because he was afraid that he would be remembered by other Yuan Ying powerhouses. Since you don't want to send people, then I'll send someone up!"

The purple-shirted man glanced at the woman in red, and seeing that she did not object, he gestured slightly to the surrounding group of monks. In the crowd, there were his men.

Immediately, a male monk who looked like a follower flew into the No. 10 ring and reported his name, "I, Lord Cao, Yang Ying, the ten-round monk of the Demon Fighting Stage, the eighth layer of Yuanying, please!" handed over a bag of seventh-order Yuan Crystals, and then summoned a fire-based knife-type small supernatural level magic weapon, and stood with a horizontal sword. In an instant, a fierce aura of mana, centered on this man, surged out.

This follower, who called himself Yang Ying, watched Ye Qin's previous games and was quite disdainful of Ye Qin's "opportunistic" approach. In his ten rounds, he really defeated ten opponents of the same rank, without any moisture.

Ye Qin didn't have the time to greet this challenger, and with a wave of his hand, in addition to a gold-based small supernatural power level flying sword "Golden Eye Feather Mang Sword", there was also a wood-based supernatural flying sword "Qinghai Fury Tide Sword", which was already circling around his body.

The water sword just happened to restrain Yang Ying's fire knife.

Yang Ying was taken aback when he saw this, and hurriedly threw out another fire-type small supernatural power level magic weapon from the storage bag.

However, the monk's fighting method is not a matter of having a few more magic weapons, but requires the cooperation of the sword technique. If there is no magic trick to cooperate, there are too many magic weapons, it is just messy, and it is impossible to form a joint force. Because a monk, there is always a limit to the mana output at one time. At the same time, the more magic weapons you control, the less mana will be allocated to each magic weapon, and the power of each mana will naturally become weaker.

In addition, the more magic weapons you control, the higher the need for divine consciousness. The monk initially had only one divine sense, and could only control one magic weapon. You can practice the Divine Consciousness Technique, splitting one Divine Consciousness into two realms, two realms into four realms, and four realms into eight realms. The higher the number of splits, the more difficult it is to split.

A monk who controls only one artifact can also defeat a monk who has several artifacts.

Ye Qin's Purple Sword was able to control eight flying swords to form a complete set of sword formations, and its power was far beyond that of a simple eight-handled flying sword.

He only has two handles now, and he still restrained Yang Ying.

As soon as the two of them fought each other, Yang Ying showed his defeat after a simple fight.

Generally speaking, the Yuan Infant Monk who can play ten rounds basically has some strength and belongs to a higher grade Yuan Infant Monk. But for Ye Qin, it was not enough to see at all.

Just like the ghost master, the ghost cultivators who can rank among the top few in the East China Sea Immortal Cultivation Realm are only sent to death.

Ye Qin dealt with an opponent like Yang Ying, if he was serious, he could basically kill it directly.

Even the many Jindan monks and Yuanying monks who were watching the battle in the audience could clearly see that Ye Qin had not easily shown much strength, and Yang Ying had already been suppressed, and the left and right supports were clumsy.

"Yang Ying, come down, don't be embarrassed on the stage!" "Change a challenger!" "Get out, it's so useless, it's in vain that I pressed the hundreds of yuan crystals you won!"

The monks in the audience clamored loudly.

Yang Ying was under more pressure on the stage, and under the ridicule and ridicule of many monks, she dodged and fell into the ring to admit defeat. After all, he doesn't fight to the death with Ye Qin, if he doesn't admit defeat on the stage, and he is killed by his opponent in anger, there is nowhere to say.

"Eleventh round, Ye Qinsheng!"

The Demon Spirit City guard, who presided over the ring, loudly announced the results.

The many monks in the audience were noisy, and their emotions began to rise.

Although this contest ended quickly, the monks in the arena finally saw that some doors were coming.

On the stage, the ninth-layer cultivator who called himself Ye Qin was definitely higher than expected. If the previous ten rounds were a bit casual, but now, there has been a defeat of the "Demon Doutai Ten Rounds Yuan Infant Cultivator", which is enough to prove that Ye Qin's strength matches the title of "Demon Doutai Ten Rounds".

The next competition will be even more exciting.

Because after Ye Qin defeated Yang Ying, he had been automatically promoted to the "Eleventh Round Monk of the Demon Doutai".

Now, only those who have already obtained the "Eleventh Round Cultivator of the Demon Fighting Stage" are qualified to challenge Ye Qin. And the "Ten Rounds of Monks" have lost the qualification to challenge Ye Qin.

The existence of this strict rule ensures that the strength of the monk and the title of the Demon Doutai match each other to the greatest extent, and there will be no low-level monks coming to the stage to challenge and indiscriminately. Each time the number of rounds increases, the opponent's grade is definitely one notch higher.

That's the essence of the round-robin.

After the seventeenth or eighteenth round, the Yuan Infant Cultivators at this level had become extremely rare

"Defeated so quickly!"

The man in the purple and gold shirt held the fan tightly, and his face became a little embarrassed.

And the man in white shirt was in a good mood at this time, and laughed and said, "Brother Cao, I said earlier that that person has some ability, you still don't believe it, I only sent one of your men to challenge, and gave him the number of rounds for nothing." Why don't you go up yourself and kick him out of the ring?!"

"Hmph, this guy pretends to be a pig and eats a tiger, and uses some shameless means. ”

The man in the purple and gold shirt had a bad face, his eyes were staring at the ring, and he was obviously angry.

However, as an experienced monk in the Demon Arena, he would not easily enter the ring. If you haven't even figured out the bottom line of your opponent's strength, how can you go up! At least you have to wait until you have a clear understanding of your strength and means and are sure of it before you go up to the ring to challenge. His subordinate Yang Ying just now didn't force out Ye Qin's strength bottom line at all.

"Hehe, that kid surnamed Ye does hide a lot of strength, so he will play smoothly all the way to the eleventh round. It's better for everyone to gamble and see how many rounds of defeat this person can hold. I'll bet on him for less than seventeen rounds with an eleventh-order Yuan Crystal!"

The man in the white shirt smiled and said to the woman in red in the center, "Senior Sister Dou, how many rounds do you think he can keep?"

"Nineteen rounds!"

The woman in red said lightly, "Nineteen rounds are already hundreds of top monks. In the entire Demon Spirit City, there are only ten late-stage Yuan Infant monks who have held more than twenty rounds, and my family's ancestor is expanding the territory and needs manpower. If he can hold on to the nineteenth round, I will recruit him to play under me. ”

The white-shirted man's face also changed slightly, and he smiled.