The craziest upgrade system

The second day, Changfeng Trading Company, Arena.

A huge circular arena covering an area of ​​tens of thousands of meters. There is a ring on the ground in the center of it. The ring is more than ten feet above the ground. There are countless formations engraved on it. It can withstand the full attack of the King of Martial Realm without being damaged. .

The arena can accommodate ten thousand people at the same time, and five towering stands have been set up in advance around the arena. Each of the four major families and trading houses occupies one of these five stands. They were spread around the arena in turn, covering the arena that was hundreds of meters in size.

At this moment, the arena was already crowded with people. Most of them were monks from other sects who had heard the news, or were casual cultivators from all walks of life. There were also members of the four major families who were not qualified to participate, so they went to watch on their own. On the public table.

The guards of the trading house were wearing armor and holding weapons, guarding every entrance and exit with fierce eyes.

Many people sat quietly in their seats, not even daring to speak out.

Today's battle is of great significance. His victory or defeat may affect the pattern of Qingyang Town for decades to come. No blind person would dare to cause trouble on such an occasion, otherwise he would offend the entire Qingyang Town. If he did not have monstrous strength, he would surely die without a burial place.

Suddenly, on the towering ring in the center of the arena, a middle-aged man fell from the sky. He had a big belly, but his eyes were extremely shrewd.

Surprisingly, it was Feng Shangping, the president of Changfeng Trading Company!

I saw him slightly salute to the other four stands, and then I heard his powerful voice, which spread throughout the entire arena: "Dear family heads, we are all old friends, so I won't go into details. In this arena competition, we will Personal victory is the only criterion, and the top three with the most wins can directly share four million spiritual stones and four Xuan-level spiritual treasures."

As the last sentence fell, all the spectators present were all stunned. They had a total of four million spirit stones!

Although I don’t know what the next four Xuan-level spiritual treasures are, even if these four spiritual treasures are useless to me, even if they are the lowest Xuan-level low-grade ones, I can sell at least three to four hundred thousand of them. stone!

Just with this huge sum of money, as long as I have enough time, maybe I can reach the realm of King Wu, and then I can directly become the elder of the clan, take control of the power, and then reach the pinnacle of life and marry Bai Fumei...

Of course, this is just out of the imagination of ordinary disciples. In reality, if you want to practice to the realm of King Wu, these spiritual stones alone are far from enough.

Therefore, the most important things in cultivation are Dharma, wealth, partners, and land.

Except for the powerful practice methods.

The top one is wealth!

What is wealth?

There are resources over there!

There is a saying in the cultivation world that as long as there are enough resources, pigs can become extremely powerful!

I am thinking here, but there is no sloppiness in the arena.

Just as the president of the commercial bank finished speaking his last words, a man stood up from the stands, tapped his toes, and floated, like a peerless master performing Qinggong, he easily crossed hundreds of meters and landed in the center of the ring.

"Nie family, Nie Qingshu, please give me some advice!"

I heard him shouting loudly, and as he spoke, the glimmer of his eyes was still glancing at Nie Xue in the direction of the Nie family. Seeing that she had no reaction, it was inevitable that he would feel a little disappointed in his heart.

"You are still too good to look down on me... It doesn't matter. As long as I can achieve good results in this arena competition, you will definitely be impressed by me!"

Nie Qingshu secretly encouraged himself while waiting for his opponent to take the stage.

"Then let me come and meet you."

In the stands belonging to the Luo family, a young man carrying a black giant sword suddenly jumped out. He jumped dozens of meters from the high platform and slammed directly into the ring.

"Luo family, Luo Xing, come and learn!"

He had a square face and a beard that made him look very burly, but his tone was unkind and he looked at Nie Qingshu with an extremely provocative look.

After a month of treatment in the family, not only did he recover from his injuries, but his cultivation level had actually broken through from the second level martial artist to the third level martial artist, reaching the peak of the early martial arts master.

Nie Qingshu frowned slightly, feeling unhappy. He wanted to be the first to appear and leave a good impression on Nie Xue, but the people who came up now were only in the early stage of martial arts, so how could they be their opponents? Even if you win, what will you do if you have the reputation of being too weak to win?

"Is there no one left in the Luo family? Why send such a weak person to the end?"

Nie Qingshu spoke in confusion, then waved to Luo Xing with pretense and magnanimity, as if to shoo away flies: "You'd better admit defeat on your own, the gap in strength between you and me is too big, be careful of punches and kicks."

"Not necessarily."

Luo Xu shouted low, and before he finished speaking, he rushed towards Nie Qingshu with a heavy knife in hand.

"Really reckless!"

Nie Qingshu made a sound of disdain in his heart, and then took out a green whip from the storage bag, flicked his wrist lightly, and shook it open. The green whip was three feet long.

A green whip changed unpredictably in his hand, causing phantoms to appear one after another.

Suddenly, the area within three feet of Nie Qingshu's body suddenly became a restricted area and could not be entered.

"Brother Qingshu has already mastered the eight-foot-long snake whip. The emphasis of this technique is to use softness to overcome strength. It can just restrain Luo Xing's heavy sword. I can only say that this Luo Xing is unlucky enough." , as soon as he came on stage, he encountered an opponent who restrained himself.”

"This Luo Xing is simply looking for death."

The sharp-eyed tribesmen recognized the weapons and techniques in Nie Qingshu's hands.

Many tribesmen also agreed.

.....

Luo family.

"Master, I'm afraid Luo Xing is a little reckless. I'm afraid he might lose this competition!"

An elder from the clan said worriedly.

"It doesn't matter."

Luo Xu looked indifferent, stroking his beard gently, his eyes flashing, looking at Nie Qingshu in the ring below: "He can die."

On the ring, the three-foot-long green whip turned into a series of blue shadows under the shaking of Nie Qingshu's wrist. It was airtight and had no flaws. It seemed to be closed, just like a restricted area. With just a few whips, Luo Xing was forced to do it. Out of the range of three feet around the body.

This is a classic way of fighting long weapons against short weapons!

But Luo Xing, who was forced out, didn't care. He stood quietly three feet away as if watching a show, with a heavy knife on his back, his hands folded in front of him, his eyes joking, as if he was watching a clown. Nie Qingshu.

Seeing Nie Qingshu's eyes moving over, Luo Xing raised his eyebrows at Nie Qingshu with a mocking smile on his face.

As time passed by, Nie Qingshu frowned when he saw Luo Xing Renran showing no intention of attacking.

At this moment, Nie Qingshu did not dare to look behind him. He seemed to feel that the woman he loved and liked was looking at him in the audience, feeling unhappy.

Thinking of this, Nie Qingshu couldn't help but feel even more anxious.

At this moment, he saw Luo Xing in front of him, with a sarcastic smile on his face, and the nameless fire in his heart was instantly ignited!

"Luo Xing! What kind of man are you? Come and fight me!"

As he spoke, Nie Qingshu suddenly took a few steps forward, and instantly pulled the three-foot-long green whip into his hand. He raised it high and turned into a green afterimage. The carrier roared through the air and headed towards Luo Xing's position. Swing down.

Snapped!

There was a loud and ear-piercing sound, and the green whip struck Luo Xing.

However, unlike the impression of the skin being torn, the bones being broken, and the tendons being broken, Luo Xing raised the heavy knife above his head and took the whip himself.

He reached out and grabbed a section of the green whip, and then the heavy knife in his hand flew out in an instant as his body turned, turning into a black shadow that continuously enlarged in Nie Qingshu's pupils, and the wisps of blade energy seemed to pierce his eyes. people.

He wanted to hide, but Luo Xing held the weapon tightly and there was not much room for him to move. In this crisis, Nie Qingshu decisively let go of the whip in his hand and dodged awkwardly to one side.

But the edge of the heavy knife still rubbed against Nie Qingshu's abdomen, cutting a small wound and bleeding continuously.

Nie Qingshu's heart was trembling at this moment. Fanfan had hesitated to give up the weapon just now, fearing that the exaggeratedly heavy knife was about to hit him.

"What about people?"

After he rolled on the ground for a few times and stabilized his body, he looked up again, only to find that Luo Xing's figure had disappeared on the ring.

On the ground of the Nie Family Stand, someone exclaimed: "Be careful behind you!"

"Withered-wood-palm!"

A whisper came from behind Nie Qingshu, as if with a joking smile.

Under Luo Xing's smile, the palm with a rotten color slowly moved towards the back of Nie Qingshu's neck.

Click.

With just one blow, Nie Qingshu's fragile neck suddenly softened, and his entire head went limp as if there was no support. His body fell to the ground, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

………………

The Nie family, Nie Qingshu, was defeated!