He and Tugou were unable to have a peaceful sleep at night, so they could only practice during the day to maintain their mental and physical strength at night.
"Go in for a walk?" The native dog wanted to go into the city.
"There is something evil behind you, don't bring disaster into it!" Wang Cheng knew what was right and what was wrong. He began to use his martial arts skills to find out some doubts about his strength and realm.
The native dog was lying on the ground, not sure what formation he was studying, but he was very focused.
One night passed, Tu Gou and Wang Cheng decided to meet at the North City Gate in the afternoon, and for the rest of the day, one person and one dog went their separate ways.
The city was bustling with people, and there were warriors, but most of them were not strong.
After walking for half an hour, we arrived near the center of the city.
Suddenly, a strong medicinal fragrance attracted Wang Cheng.
He followed the scent to the edge of the martial arts arena where there was a lot of traffic.
Looking up, his eyes lit up.
An alchemist promotion competition is being held on the field.
Wang Cheng estimated that the person hosting this competition should be someone from the temple.
Temples are established in every city on all continents. They were established because of the ghost tide in the abyss. The top powerhouses in the world gathered in the temples. The city's protective formation was controlled by the temples. They have a very high
The authority of alchemy masters, if they want to be recognized for alchemy, they need to undergo an assessment from the temple.
This city is holding an alchemist competition.
Wang Cheng glanced at it and found that most of the alchemists' alchemy skills were still at the first and second levels of the mortal body, which is the competition between the fourth and fifth levels of mortal warriors. Some of them reached the third and fourth levels. These were all trying to improve their alchemy level.
warrior.
The higher the level of the alchemist, the richer the benefits and the higher the status of the major sects.
Suddenly, a man in black robe in the corner attracted him.
"What a skillful technique!" Wang Cheng murmured in a low voice.
The man quickly and skillfully cut and arranged the elixirs, and then put them into the alchemy cauldron in an orderly manner.
Judging from the materials, it should be for refining level five elixirs, which is considered a high-end level among mortal alchemists.
A fifth-level alchemist, whose corresponding strength is mostly that of a warrior at the eighth level of the mortal body, is considered the best in the mortal body.
However, the man's refining of the fifth-level elixir gave him a feeling that it was not difficult.
Based on Wang Cheng's experience, he can draw a conclusion at a glance: "This person's alchemy skills are very high!"
At this moment, a commotion broke out behind the martial arts arena.
"Roar!"
A dog's bark shook the air, becoming more than two meters high, jumping up and down.
The organizer was sitting on a high platform above. Below the high platform, a big dog was making trouble, and many mortal warriors could not suppress it.
"Hmph! A demon dog that has become a spirit!" A middle-aged man with great strength flew down from the high platform above, preparing to suppress the big dog. The sharp sword in his hand was ready to pierce the dog's head.
At this moment, a point of light, carrying fierce profound energy, struck towards the middle-aged man's chest.
The man's expression changed, and he turned in the air to avoid the attack.
This light spot was inserted into the wall of the high platform and turned out to be a willow leaf flying knife.
"Who dares to make a big fuss about the alchemy competition?" The man snorted coldly.
He said, rushing towards the native dog.
Wang Cheng held the willow leaf flying knife that he had not thrown away in his hand and jumped into the martial arts field.
At this time, the mortal warrior who was maintaining order stepped forward to warn, but was dodged by Wang Cheng's light movement.
He walked towards the middle-aged man and said calmly: "It's me!"
The earth dog was attacked by many warriors, especially the middle-aged man who would kill him at any time. The earth dog's realm was at the ninth level of the mortal body, and his physique was unusually strong. Although he was not as perverted as Wang Cheng, it was rare. After he became big, he could fight hard.
The first level of extraordinary realm, barely doing it.
It's a pity that Tugou doesn't have extraordinary power and can't use all kinds of extraordinary weapons dug out from the tomb. Otherwise, except for the profound and powerful, no one here can suppress him. But the Tugou has no power to resist the person in front of him.
This means that the realm of middle-aged people is at least two extraordinary realms.
When Wang Cheng used the Purple Leaf Flying Knife, he was only using the sharpness of the flying knife, and it was not considered a real use of an extraordinary weapon. Otherwise, he would have been able to fight with this middle-aged man.
"How brave! Your dog?" The middle-aged man's face was filled with murderous intent.
For this competition, the middle-aged man's sect was preparing to recruit alchemists and had prepared a lot of medicinal materials, but unexpectedly, someone was causing trouble!
"What did he provoke you?" Wang Cheng doesn't want anything to happen to Tugou for the time being. Tugou is not only a mobile treasure house, but also an expert at digging graves. Wang Cheng also needs the help of this Tugou to get to the Valley of the Wind.
"It stole medicinal materials, even a few elixirs, and was ruined by it!" The middle-aged man said with a sullen face, "This dog must be killed!"
On the high platform, an old man with gray hair waved his hand and said calmly: "The alchemy competition is temporarily suspended!" There was displeasure in his tone, "Xiao Yang, what happened?"
On the martial arts field, most of the alchemists breathed a sigh of relief. This alchemy competition also has a time limit. They can take advantage of this time to refine the elixirs. However, some highly skilled ones are not happy that the competition has stopped. Their
The advantage was lost because the game was suspended.
For a time, the audience in the audience was talking a lot.
Wang Cheng looked at Tugou and saw that he still had a few herbs in his mouth. He frowned slightly and said coldly: "He's a local bandit!"
He had to take care of it.
"I'll pay you for whatever I ate in secret!"
Just as Wang Cheng finished speaking, a child ran anxiously from the left passage and shouted, "Oh no! All the medicine in the medicine storehouse is gone!"
coax!
Everyone was in an uproar.
The middle-aged man was furious and wanted to cut off the native dog's forelimbs with the sword in his hand. He said angrily: "What's the crime for stealing all the medicinal materials?"
Wang Cheng rushed forward with a quick step and used the Dragon Fist.
The native dog was hanging on by a thread, roaring and biting the middle-aged man's thigh.
One person and one dog attack together.
"Boom!"
After a loud noise, the Dragon Fist knocked back the middle-aged man.
This guy's expression changed.
Why did Wang Cheng burst out with such violent power when he was no longer a seventh-level mortal warrior? Although he was not injured and he took the opportunity to retreat, the opponent was proud of himself.
Of course, this was also mixed with the attack of the big dog, which distracted him slightly.
"Gouzi, give all the medicine back!" This guy was so used to being a thief that he actually came up with the idea of a medicine warehouse.
I'm afraid it was the Marrow Cleansing Pill yesterday that made this guy's eyes red.
The native dog has a cross-eyed look and is about to run away.
The middle-aged man released black light with one hand, turned into a giant hammer, and suppressed the native dog.
Tugou felt that his life was in danger, and his brain calmed down a lot. He rolled away and shouted: "Give it back to you!"
The storage space was filled with medicinal materials that could fill half a house.
When Wang Cheng saw this, he almost wanted to go up and kill this guy himself.
"You call this stealing? Is it robbery?" He suppressed his anger and walked to the native dog.
The middle-aged man put away the giant hammer to avoid smashing the medicinal materials. He stared at Tugou and Wang Cheng with a gloomy expression.