"Let's talk as we go!" Jiu Yan smiled and turned around to lead the way, and Sun Wukong followed when he saw this.

Cultivation is to the martial arts realm, you can practice as the mainstay, just relying on your own spiritual power, you can support the cultivator for a few days without eating or drinking, and it has no effect, so the two of them are not prepared to eat breakfast first.

Jiu Yan took Sun Wukong to the middle area of the Elite Pavilion, and introduced: "The martial arts arena is the place where the people in the Elite Pavilion communicate with each other. If there is a conflict between them, they can also duel here!"

"I see!" Sun Wukong nodded.

The people of the Elite Pavilion are all elite masters of the younger generation in the Daomen Academy, and if there is a battle, it will be extremely exciting.

Jiu Yan didn't stop, and said, "However, those who just came in have the right to be exempt from war for half a year. Even if someone wants to duel you, you can just refuse, no one else can threaten you!"

Sun Wukong nodded, remembering what the Nine Deaths said in his heart, but he was not afraid.

The two walked all the way towards the back road, and along the way, they didn't meet anyone.

When the Nine Deaths reached the middle area of the Elite Pavilion, they stopped and did not continue to move forward.

Seeing this, Sun Wukong was puzzled, and before he could speak, Jiu Yan pointed to the mountain in the attic on the left, and said, "Go up along the road!"

Sun Wukong looked at it and saw that between the two attics, a staircase several zhang wide stretched towards the peak, and there was no end in sight.

Jiu Yan unscrewed the wine gourd, drank a sip of wine, and then raised his feet: "Let's go!"

The two of them walked all the way up, and after walking about dozens of feet, they came to an open place.

The Nine Martyrs in front of him stopped again and said, "Here, this is the martial arts arena!"

Sun Wukong looked at it in a blink of an eye, and the vacant land was more than a dozen acres large, and a huge battle platform was built in the middle. At this moment, there are nearly 100 people competing around.

Some of them are communicating and learning, some are talking in low voices, and no one pays attention to the arrival of the Monkey King!

"Generally speaking, some people usually come here, but not everyone comes. Those who are at the top of the rankings and are arrogant are rare to see in normal times!" Nine Deaths pouted and introduced.

Sun Wukong nodded, no wonder there were only about 100 people in the martial arts arena, and Hong Fang, who had just arrived at the Elite Pavilion that day, was not among them when he and the enchanting woman were involved.

"Don't you see that battle platform!" Jiu Yan glanced at Sun Wukong.

Sun Wukong raised his eyebrows, looked at the unmanned battle platform, and asked, "What's wrong!"

Jiu Yan took another sip of wine and said, "Here, there are also many people who gamble on war to win spirit stones for cultivation, or good things in other people's hands!"

"Have you gambled?" asked Sun Wukong.

"Naturally!" An uninhibited and proud smile appeared on the corner of Jiu Yan's mouth, and he said, "Since I came in, I have fought nearly a hundred battles with people, and I have never been defeated!"

Sun Wukong's eyes lit up, this drunkard is still a battle maniac, as soon as he thought of this, he couldn't help but smile and asked, "Then are you still going to play today?"

"Of course!" Jiu Yan shook the wine gourd and said with a smile: "I still need spirit stones to buy wine!"

Sun Wukong glanced at Jiu Yan speechlessly, feeling that this drunkard is still a loser, and competing for a precious spirit stone is to buy wine money!

Sensing Sun Wukong's somewhat contemptuous eyes, Jiu Yan smiled brightly, pointed to the battle platform and said, "Let's go!"

Sun Wukong nodded, and walked through the crowd with Jiu Yan to the battle platform.

Nine Dead approached the battle platform, flew up directly, and landed on the battle platform.

Seeing this, Sun Wukong dispelled the original idea of standing under the stage, and then flew up and stood on the battle platform with Jiu Yan.

As a result, the eyes of countless people followed, which was very unkind.

"Isn't this a drunkard?

"I think so, this guy is really amazing. In the year since he entered the Elite Pavilion, he has faced 99 battles against people who entered the Elite Pavilion earlier than him, but he has never been defeated! It seems that there will be many people on this year's Elite List who will be defeated by him. A person next to him answered, looking at Jiu Yan with a little jealousy.

"That's because he didn't meet an opponent. Another person sneered: "Those who are defeated in his hands are all people who are at the bottom of the ranking, if you meet the top 100 guys, you will definitely lose?"

"Why don't you go up and try it?" asked the man in front of him with a smile.

The man paused, did not answer, and his eyes were full of jealousy.

"Who is that guy next to him?" As one person spoke, many people looked at Sun Wukong.

"His name is Monkey King, and he is the first newcomer this year!"

"First, I wonder how it is better than the original drunkard?"

Hearing this, many people's eyes flashed with eagerness to try.

Jiu Yan still had an uninhibited smile on his face, a little arrogant, only to hear him scan the surroundings, and said loudly: "The old rule, I take thirty spirit stones as a bet, the one who wins me, take it, and the loser, just give me twenty spirit stones!"

The unruly will have a proud heart!

Sun Wukong couldn't help but smile at the corner of his mouth, this guy is really confident.

In the crowd, someone laughed and said, "Drunkard, you don't have money for alcohol and won't look for those top 100 people on the elite list?"

There was a hint of sarcasm in this person's tone, but when he saw that Jiu Yan was unmoved, he raised his head and drank a sip of wine, wiped the corners of his mouth, and then replied with a smile: "The time has not come, don't talk nonsense, who wants to fight?"

In the face of such a huge bet, in the crowd, everyone looks at me, I look at you. For a time, no one responded.

Sun Wukong looked at this scene and said secretly in his heart: Hundreds of people, all of them are in the elite list, but no one dares to stand up to fight, it seems that the strength of this guy is not weak!

"Doesn't anyone dare to fight?" Nine Deaths swept the crowd, the smile on Jun's face was full of banter, and he shook his head with some disappointment: "Alas, it seems that my money for buying wine this month is going to be lost!"

"Let's go, Brother Wukong!" said Jiu Yan shaking his head at Sun Wukong and jumping off the battle platform.

"Wait!"

Sun Wukong and the others just wanted to leave, but a voice came from the crowd.

Nine Dead stopped, his eyes glinting, like a tiger meeting its prey.

"I'll fight you!"

In the crowd, a figure flew up and landed on the battle platform.

Sun Wukong and the Nine Immortals turned around in unison and looked at the battle platform.

On the battle platform, a young man pointed to the Nine Dead, and his body was burning with fighting intent.

This person cultivates as a mid-martial arts realm.

The figure of the Nine Dead flashed and landed directly on the battle platform.

In the eyes of everyone, the breath on his body was also released, and it was also a cultivation in the middle of the martial arts realm, but it was even more violent and terrifying than the person who challenged it.

Sun Wukong, who approached the battle platform, condensed his eyes, and the exercises practiced by the Nine Martyrs must be a superior method.

Jiu Yan looked at the person in front of him, but he didn't pay attention to it, only to see him raise his head and take a sip of wine, and said lazily: "Come on!"

Feeling the contempt of the Nine Deads, the young man's eyes flashed with astonishing anger.

"Roar" saw a roar, his body flashed like lightning, and only one of them rested, and his body spanned a distance of nearly six or seven zhang, and slapped his bare hands towards the Nine Dead.

The people of the Martial Arts Realm are already able to fly, so this battle platform is much larger than the one used by the newcomers.

Sun Wukong looked at the young man, and saw that in his attack, there was a faint flame, and the attack was extremely powerful. This is obviously the comprehension of the Dao of Fire, or the entry, twice the superimposed power.

Just when his palm was about to approach the Nine Deaths, he saw the Nine Deaths' body tremble, and Jing disappeared directly out of thin air, avoiding the young man's blow.

Sun Wukong's heart moved, the speed of this dodge, if it is not a transcendent body magic power, it is to comprehend the Dao meaning of speed, and it must also be an entry, on top of the original speed, the speed has increased by nearly two times. Otherwise, it will never be possible for people to find no trace in the first place.

Seeing that the figure of the Nine Dead had disappeared, the young man hurriedly stopped his figure with a solemn expression. His aura suddenly bloomed, feeling the movement around him, guarding against the sneak attack of the Nine Dead.

'Huh'

It was only after the subordination that a slight sound of breaking the air sounded. The figure of the Nine Dead suddenly flashed behind him and shot towards it, so fast that it was like lightning, and he broke out in a cold sweat!

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