Back in the small courtyard, Lu Yu took out three wooden barrels containing ordinary monkey wine. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 Seeing this, he hurriedly came over, leaned on the edge of the barrel and sniffed, on a monkey face, full of disdain!

Jumping off the edge of the barrel, running to the side, tossing and turning.

Lu Yu took out the leftover wine residue from the brewing of the medium-grade monkey wine this time, divided it into three parts, and put it into three wooden barrels.

The amount of these 300 catties of general grade monkey wine is too large, and it is impossible to promote it to the next grade only by the wine residue left over from brewing ten catties of medium-grade monkey wine.

took out the wine bag containing the medium-grade monkey wine, Lu Yu shook it, and there were about seven catties left in it.

Taking out himself and the empty Xuantie wine jug, Lu Yu added more than one pound to each of them, and then divided the remaining four catties of medium-grade monkey wine into three parts and poured them into three wooden barrels!

Sealing the wooden barrel, Lu Yu sat down cross-legged and began to cultivate while recovering from his injuries.

At the same time, in a house in the central district of Wuling City, Nie Lao Liu and Teng Lao San were sitting in it.

At this moment, the two of them had an incredible look in their eyes!

"Nie Lao Liu, what do you think about this matter?" asked Nie Lao San with a strange face.

Nie Lao Liu pinched the short beard under his chin, and said with a smile: "No matter what tricks this kid plays! The battle book of the death arena has come down! Fifty monks, after half a month, the round battle group battle will be selected, this kid is obviously seriously injured, and he wants to use this time to recover from his injuries!"

Fuji Laosan nodded and said, "Where did this kid get his confidence! He has just advanced to the first order, not to mention that he still has injuries on his body, even if he is in his heyday, how can he deal with fifty monks of the same rank?"

Nie Lao Liu sneered and said, "This kid was almost superior to his peers when he was a martial artist! At least I haven't seen a stronger ninth-order martial artist than him! Presumably, because of this, he feels that after becoming a monk, he can still sweep the same rank! Haha......"

"Hmm", Fuji Laosan also nodded and said, "It should be like this, this kid has always been untaught, and he has been cultivating alone so far, so he may have some chances, so he is arrogant!"

Nie Lao Liu's smile was even stronger, and he opened his mouth to echo: "What Third Brother Teng said is right! Most of the strength of the martial artist stage is above the strength of the physique! Therefore, some people with extraordinary talents and strong physique can no longer be able to win by leapfrogging! But after being promoted to a monk, he mostly relies on fighting with his physical strength, and the advantage of his physical strength is not so obvious! A first-order monk, the mana in the cyclone is just that little, this kid will not have the slightest chance of winning!"

Fuji Laosan waved his hand and said, "Don't mention this matter for the time being, the death arena also sent a battle book, this kid still wants to challenge Fuji Fang and Nie Lianfeng, how do you think it should be arranged?"

Nie Lao Liu groaned: "The top 100 in the death arena can't refuse the challenge! The battle must be a battle, but I think it needs to be arranged well!"

After a pause, Nie Lao Liu asked Teng Laosan, "What do you think of this matter?"

Teng Laosan said: "My eldest brother fought with Lin Zhengnan's old guy that day and suffered a small loss. Just now I asked him about this, and he said that no matter what kind of pill Lin Zhengnan gave that kid, this kid's current strength can only be exerted by three or four percent at most!

"Hmm", Nie Lao Liu agreed, bowing his head and thinking.

After a while, Nie Lao Liu raised his head and said with a smile on his face: "Third Brother Fuji, I think let's let Fuji Fang fight first, and touch the strength of this son!"

Teng Laosan frowned, his face sank and said, "Nie Lianfeng's strength is stronger, why don't you let him go first!"

Nie Lao Liu smiled and said, "Third Brother Teng, don't misunderstand! I arranged it like this, and there is another deep meaning!"

After a pause, Nie Lao Liu continued: "The weapon in Fuji Fang's hand is acceptable, but he doesn't have a good inner armor! This time, my Nie family provides him with a pair of medium-grade spirit armor! In this way, with that kid's current strength, Fuji Fang has a great chance to kill him on the death platform!"

Teng Laosan groaned slightly, as if he was considering Nie Laoliu's suggestion.

Nie Lao Liu smiled and said again: "This kid has always been generous, and a thousand spirit stones are escorted by the guards of the Five Spirit Domains." The price of the three ninth-order cultivators of Wulin Wei is probably two or three thousand spirit stones! As long as Fuji Fang wins, then ......."

Teng Laosan's eyes lit up, and he immediately said: "Okay!

Nie Lao Liu laughed and said again: "In addition, please ask the third brother of Fuji to help quickly spread the news that this son will challenge fifty monks in half a month! Well, by the way, I will also send out the news that this son will challenge Fuji Fang tomorrow!"

Teng Laosan frowned and asked, "Nie Laoliu, which one are you playing?"

Nie Lao Liu pinched his beard and said with a smile: "Third Brother Teng will know when the time comes!"

......

At this moment, Lu Yu is still sitting in the room and cultivating.

After several attempts, Lu Yu felt that using a low-grade spirit stone, combined with a medium-grade monkey wine, and then specializing in a wood-based cyclone, was the most suitable for himself at this moment!

The lower grade spirit stone can be directly absorbed into the meridians, which is far faster than taking pills, and the disadvantage is that if you use it too much continuously, it will cause some damage to the meridians. However, the medium-grade monkey wine has a miraculous effect on repairing the meridians! Such a combination of the two kinds, although the consumption of spirit stones is very large, but it is a fast entry!

As for specializing in wood-based cyclones, it is because the wood-based mana itself is good at recovering the body, and after getting the cooperation of medium-grade monkey wine, the effect is even faster!

With such a superposition, Lu Yu's body recovery speed far exceeded his expectations!

However, cultivating like this is extremely terrifying for the consumption of spirit stones!

In just one night, Lu Yu had actually absorbed more than 1,500 lower-grade spirit stones! If this number was spoken, I was afraid that his jaw would be shocked!

As for the medium-grade monkey wine, Lu Yu was reluctant to refine the spiritual power in it at the moment, but took a small sip at a time and let the body absorb it independently, as long as it could repair the damaged meridians and accelerate the recovery of the body!

Looking at the sky outside the window, Lu Yu got up and washed up, moved his body a little outside the courtyard, and then returned to the house to sit and practice.

In this way, in the middle of the morning, outside the small courtyard, someone knocked on the door.

Lu Yu got up and opened the courtyard door, only to see a middle-aged monk standing outside the courtyard.

The monk smiled at Lu Yu and said, "But Lu Yu's son?"

Lu Yu nodded.

The monk took out a few documents, handed them to Lu Yu and said, "Down there is the deacon of the death arena, Lu Yu's son challenges the vine side, Nie Lianfeng's formalities have been completed! The other fifty monks have all agreed to postpone it until half a month later!"

Lu Yu stretched out his hand to take the stack of papers, only to hear the middle-aged monk say again: "The battle with Fuji Fang will be arranged at the next three o'clock in the afternoon today, and I ask Lu Yu Gongzi not to be late!"

Lu Yu nodded and asked, "What about Nie Lianfeng?"

The middle-aged monk replied, "The specific time has not yet been determined, and we are discussing it with the Nie family!"

Lu Yu lowered his head and flipped through the stack of papers, then arched his hand to the middle-aged monk and said, "Thank you Brother Tai for the notice, I will be there in the afternoon!"

The middle-aged monk returned the salute and left.

Lu Yu put the stack of paperwork into the storage bag, then went back to the house and continued to sit and cultivate.

At the same time, the martial arts monks in the entire Five Spirit City were stunned by the news that spread quickly!

Lu Yu, a first-order monk who had just been promoted, wanted to challenge fifty monks of the same rank at the same time in half a month!

"This man is crazy!" is the thought of a sane man.

"The birthday guy hanged himself, and he is tired and crooked!" this is the idea of the joke person.

"This person wants to be famous, he wants to go crazy! Find a vigorous way to die!" This is the conclusion reached by people who have thought deeply and analyzed!

At the same time, the news that this one called Lu Yu, who challenged the sixth place on the first-order monk death fight list at noon today, also came along.

The do-gooders are like a tide, frantically gathering towards the death arena!

There are also many people with a heart who have excavated Lu Yu's brilliant achievements in the Five Spirit Domain!

As a result, the deathmatch gambling house was also kicked through the threshold by many gamblers!

After getting the news, Uncle Lin hurriedly left the stall and came to advise Lu Yu.

Lu Yu was so good at talking about it that he finally persuaded him to leave.

Looking at the sky, it was already close to noon, Lu Yu simply stopped cultivating, and in the small courtyard, he beat the Heavenly Death Fist more than a dozen times without hurry.

After frolicking with Kongkong for a while, Lu Yu took Kongkong and walked towards the death arena.

Outside the gate of the death arena, Lu Yu was startled by the noise that rose from inside!

The middle-aged monk who had informed Lu Yu earlier was already waiting outside the door sweating profusely, and seeing that Lu Yu had finally arrived, he hurriedly greeted him and brought Lu Yu into the death arena!

When I entered the death arena, I saw that there were people rubbing shoulders inside, and the crowd had already crowded to the edge of the gate!

Many good martial arts monks even kept shouting loudly in the death match, urging the death fight to start as soon as possible.

Looking at the crowd that couldn't move, the middle-aged monk wiped the sweat on his forehead, used all his strength, and shouted loudly: "Liangguo Lu Yu has arrived! Everyone get out of the way!"

With a "swish", the crowd of people who were holding their heads suddenly fell silent, and after a breath, Yaqi was silent!

The warrior monks at the door stepped out of the way one after another, barely squeezing out a path!

Lu Yu frowned, followed the middle-aged monk into the crowd, and walked towards the death platform.

The crowd kept dodging the way, and the two finally came to the place where the death fight was placed.

Lu Yu raised his eyes and saw that a tall monk with a fierce appearance was already standing on the stage at this moment, staring at him fiercely.

Lu Yu tilted his head to the middle-aged monk and asked, "Is the time up?"

The middle-aged monk glanced at an hourglass above an attic and said, "There is still a little time!"

Lu Yu said: "Can you go to the gambling house to have a look?"

The middle-aged monk frowned, nodded reluctantly, and said, "Yes." ”

The two of them squeezed into the crowd again, but fortunately, the gambling house was opposite the death arena, and it didn't take much time.

Outside the gambling house, there was a huge square plaque erected, on which there was only a big blood-red letter, "Gamble!" Just looking at this blood-colored big word, it can already make the gamblers' blood boil!

Lu Yu looked at the odds, and bet that he would win more than ten times more than the other party!

Throwing down a thousand spirit stones and betting on his own victory, Lu Yu turned his head to the middle-aged monk and said, "There is Brother Lao!"

After saying this, Lu Yu jumped and landed on the death platform!

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