Bai Shisan walked up to Chen Yunsheng, patted his shoulders with a pair of big hands, and said dullly: "I'll take care of it. -"
Chen Yunsheng looked at Bai Shisan, whose face was full of jealousy, but he hesitated in his heart. According to the rules, the Yinsha side should be the first to send out the challenger in the next game. This is an advantage that can be used. If the challenger's cultivation level is obviously higher
If you pass Bai Shisan, and let him go up again, isn't that asking for defeat?
Under the opponent's scorching gaze, Chen Yunsheng nodded. He saw persistence in the opponent's eyes, and saw the determination not to regret even if he died in the ring. Bai Shisan was already like this, what could he say? The fate of this ring
The direction is gradually out of the control of someone, or even some people, like a wild horse running wild without knowing where it is going.
The Sifang Terrace was uncovered, and it was the hottest summer at this time. The huge sun never spared its light and heat, as if it was going to scorch everything. The common people from Jinsha and Silver Sand hid in the stands, holding cups from
While eating the summer food sold by vendors around the ring, they cursed the scorching hot weather. Even so, no one left. After two competitions, these Sheng Dou people knew more about the monks and became more interested in them.
Luo Zhiqing has never seen so many people. In his eyes, apart from the monks in Listening to the Wind Valley, they were wolf monsters, or else they were just a group of wild wolves of different colors. To be honest, the first two battles were not very attractive to him.
Da, who grew up in Tingfeng Valley, and later moved to Evil Wolf Valley, has never seen any kind of dangerous fighting. Broken bones, broken bones and tendons are commonplace for him. The wolf monsters in Evil Wolf Valley have never done anything for him.
The other party has the habit of keeping whole corpses, and Tingfeng Gu has a method of continuously making wolf demon specimens.
What he enjoyed most at the moment was watching these comfortable, excited, and anxious civilians enjoying life. These were things he had never experienced before. He gradually walked down the stands and came to a stall selling jelly near the ring, and looked at the stall owner.
His face was sweaty but full of happiness, and he was a little confused.
Pointing to the chopping board on the car, he said, "What are you selling?"
The hawker had been doing business all his life, and he had long seen that this noble man came from the East Stand, where the monks from Longchuan Kingdom stayed. With a smile on his face, he said: "Rongzhen, monk, this is our
Common people eat jelly. It’s hot in summer and no one wants to eat. A bowl of jelly is smooth and smooth, so it’s perfect for lunch.”
Luo Zhiqing said with great interest: "Give me a bowl."[
The vendor quickly served him a night of mung bean jelly, sprinkled a lot of vinegar, chili and minced garlic, and finally poured a layer of sesame oil, which was fragrant. Luo Zhiqing took the bowl and took out a piece of pigeon egg.
A large and small medium-grade spiritual stone, I plan to send it over.
The vendor was shocked when he saw the spirit stone in Luo Zhiqing's hand, but did not reach out to pick it up.
"Why not?" Luo Zhiqing asked lightly.
"He doesn't dare to ask for it!" At this time, a capable young man walked next to him, with a dark face, green leather armor, and eyes like two bright stars.
Luo Zhiqing turned to look at the other party and said, "Why don't you dare to ask for it?"
The young man escaped from his arms with half a coin of broken silver, threw it to the vendor, and then said: "Spiritual stones are corrosive to ordinary people. They cannot practice. The refining spirit stones contain nothing but spiritual energy.
Things. Therefore, the skin of people who often come into contact with spiritual stones will ulcerate and not heal for a long time."
Luo Zhiqing nodded. Spiritual stones naturally contain various impurities, some of which are detrimental to practice. Therefore, monks rarely directly absorb the spiritual energy in spiritual stones. Instead, they use various magical weapons or magic circles to purify the essence.
The aura is extracted.
"I'll give you this spiritual stone." Luo Zhiqing threw the spiritual stone over.
The young man's eyes flashed, he took the spirit stone and said with a smile: "This is not an exchange of equal value. Such a medium-grade spirit stone would cost at least several hundred taels of silver on the black market."
After saying that, he pinched the spirit stone with two fingers, and he cut off a crystal clear fragment of the spirit stone. The cut was extremely smooth, as if it had been cut by an extremely sharp blade. This hand completed it in just a few inches, seemingly ordinary,
But it is extremely difficult, and it requires more effort than cutting a mountain to cut off a stream. If you use too much force, the spiritual stone will break. If you use less force, you cannot cut through the spiritual stone, which is far harder and harder than granite.
Taking the spirit stone thrown back to him by the other party, Luo Zhiqing no longer looked at the other party. Instead, he held a coarse porcelain bowl filled with jelly, found a big stone with his back and sat down, and quietly ate the smooth, sour and spicy food.
The taste of jelly was more exciting to him than the fight just now. He regretted not calling the three wolf demons who came with him to taste it together. The young man also bought a bowl and squatted beside him.
Eat and watch at the same time.
Halfway through eating, Luo Zhiqing stopped and said without raising his head: "Are you a war cultivator from Lantau Pass?"
The young man also stopped his chopsticks, squinted his eyes and smiled: "Exactly, my name is Feng Sheng."
Luo Zhiqing nodded and said: "The way you cut the spirit stone just now is very good. Not everyone can do this."
Feng Sheng laughed and said: "You are very interesting and observe carefully. Will you be able to go on stage?" [
Luo Zhiqing turned his head and said calmly: "Of course."
The smile on Feng Sheng's face faded, and he said softly: "I will play in the end, and I hope the opponent will not be you."
Luo Zhiqing laughed at the opponent's arrogance, narrowed his eyes and said: "You mean I will definitely lose?"
Feng Sheng nodded.
Luo Zhiqing disagreed and continued: "Then should I thank you in advance for the reminder?"
Feng Sheng said gracefully: "You're welcome."
Luo Zhiqing didn't know what to say to Feng Sheng's arrogance and overly good personal feelings. He was not a eloquent person. After being dull for a long time, he finally managed to say, "We met by chance. If you are great, this
Even if it is a very useful message, I want to know why you told me?"
Feng Sheng looked at the brown vinegar soup in the coarse porcelain bowl and murmured: "We have the same hobbies, is this enough?"
"Is the hobby you are talking about jelly?" Luo Zhiqing asked seriously.
"Yes." Feng Sheng said seriously.
After that, he returned the coarse porcelain bowl to the jelly stall and walked slowly back to the north stand. Every step he took was very crisp, which was a little different from ordinary people. But if you didn't look carefully, you couldn't tell anything. In fact, the soles of his feet
There was still a small distance from the ground, and this distance was filled with such strong wind that it held him in the air.
Luo Zhiqing murmured: "A guy who is proficient in wood magic."
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Chen Yunsheng watched Luo Zhiqing eating jelly and talking to an extremely dangerous guy. When Luo Zhiqing was talking to Feng Sheng, he was very alert, for fear of any accident. Feng Sheng
He was the kind of person who made him feel uneasy, and in his mind Luo Zhiqing was the kind of master who could tear off the other person's head if they disagreed. With these two people squatting together eating jelly, there was no guarantee that there would be no one.
When Mars went down, the two started fighting.
To his surprise, the meeting between the two was extremely calm, like old friends who had not seen each other for many years. Seeing Luo Zhiqing slowly coming back under the scorching sun, he breathed a sigh of relief. Although the other party had helped him many times
, but the darkness deep in the memory needs time to be washed away repeatedly.
When Luo Zhiqing passed Chen Yunsheng, he stopped and said, "I plan to play in the fourth game."
Chen Yunsheng said in astonishment: "Why the fourth game?"
The corners of Luo Zhiqing's mouth turned up, "Because Feng Sheng plans to play the fourth game."
"You know that the first among the famous generals in Lantau Pass is Feng Sheng. He is also known as Qinglong." Chen Yunsheng said.
"What does this have to do with me?" Luo Zhiqing asked doubtfully.
Seeing the other party sincerely asking for answers, Chen Yun patted his head in frustration. The people he knew were all very decent.
"When Feng Sheng was in the middle stage of the Golden Core, he once defeated three lion demons with one against three. When he advanced to the late Golden Core stage, he once killed an elder-level lion demon who was at the lower level of Nascent Soul. Please think twice about this matter."
Luo Zhiqing looked at the other party and said disdainfully: "When did you become such a mother-in-law? If you don't let me come on stage, I will leave now."
Chen Yunsheng sighed and said, "We'll see after the third game. Maybe it's not Feng Sheng."
Luo Zhiqing said persistently: "No, he will definitely be on stage."
Chen Yunsheng couldn't defeat him, but he didn't want to give up. He immediately said, "To be honest, I want to defeat him with my own hands."
A smile appeared on Luo Zhiqing's face, as if he had seen through the other party's rhetoric, "You will have a stronger opponent. It is said that Gongsun Xing is a Nascent Soul cultivator? You still have the strength to deal with him."
Everyone only has one chance to go on stage. For Chen Yunsheng, the most direct way to defeat Gongsun Xing is to defeat the opponent personally in the ring. This applies to Gongsun Xing at the same time.
Chen Yunshengnai smiled and said, "I accidentally saw through you. In that case, just go and be more careful. I don't want your three brothers to go back carrying a corpse."
A trace of pride flashed across Luo Zhiqing's face, and he said seriously: "I'm very strong, you just don't know it. No matter what, I won't lose the fourth battle."
At the same time, in the north stand, Feng Sheng reported to Ji Pingnan what he had observed about Luo Zhiqing's cultivation. At the end of the entire reporting process, he said: "That person is not a wolf monster, but a living person."
As for why he hangs out with the three wolf demons, I don’t know for this humble job. But judging from their behavior, the three wolf demons are not the red wolves from Lantau Island.”
Ji Pingnan said: "If it doesn't come from Lantau Pass, it comes from Tianqiong Mountains. It is said that there is a tribe of gray wolves there."
"If you put it this way, the power of Longchuan Kingdom has become so great that it encompasses the entire Tianqiong Mountains?" Feng Sheng was a little surprised.
Ji Pingnan frowned and said: "No matter how powerful Longchuan is, there is no turning back. No matter how rugged and difficult this road is, we have to go on." See the first advertisement here.