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"The monk in Arena No. 5 uses a long whip and has peak foundation-building cultivation. I heard that he has won for two days in a row. Do you want to try it tomorrow?"

Several people were laughing when they talked happily. Bai Qinghua, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly asked Zhou Mingyu.

"Number five?"

Zhou Mingyu was stunned when he was asked, and quickly began to think about the monks on the fifth stage.

"No. 5, I heard that that man was very cruel. Although the monks who fought against him were not killed, they were all seriously injured. They looked quite miserable."

Zhou Xing thought of some of the rumors he had heard about the monks on Arena No. 5, and couldn't help but remind him in a low voice that these noble people were all good people. They had given him many rewards in the past few days, and he didn't want to see any of them. Injuried.

When Zhou Xing said this, Zhou Mingyu also remembered that the monk on No. 5 was not very old, but he was a fat man. He looked at the round one from a distance. This man used a long whip, and the long whip was like a living thing in his hand. And even though he is fat, his body is very flexible. There is something wrong with this man. Those who fight against him are beaten to a bloody pulp, and they are often left with only one breath when they are thrown off the stage in the end.

"Zhou Mingyu, aren't you scared anymore?"

Bai Qing painted a sentence and everyone looked at Zhou Mingyu. Zhou Mingyu instantly felt a little blood surge.

"Afraid! I will be afraid of him! Tomorrow I will go on stage to seek justice for the monks who were beaten!"

"it is good!"

Hearing his words, the three of them admired in unison. Even Heiye cast an admiring look at him. Zhou Mingyu instantly felt more confident. He himself was also at the peak of foundation building, so he was afraid of a hammer!

"I will definitely watch your competition tomorrow and cheer you on."

Seeing Zhou Mingyu's confident look, Zhou Xing also felt that his worries were a bit unfounded. Maybe Mr. Zhou was very powerful and could win.

"Stop being a villain. We are not noble people. Call me Brother Zhou. The one with the sword is Brother Fan, the one with the mask is Brother Xiaoye, and the woman is Sister Bai."

Zhou Mingyu pointed out several people to Zhou Xing.

In fact, Zhou Xing has already known the names of several people through getting along with him in the past few days, but he knows that he has a low level of cultivation, and he dare not cross the distance. Now that Mr. Zhou can say this, he should recognize him, Zhou Xing He couldn't help but feel a little touched. He was used to being bullied, and few people would treat him so sincerely.

Early the next morning, several people wanted to wait for Zhou Xing to go to the martial arts field together, but after waiting for a long time, no one came. Seeing that it was getting late, they stopped waiting and walked towards the martial arts field. In fact, after so After many days, they had a general understanding of Yuancheng and no longer needed a guide. They just saw that Zhou Xing was so thin and pitiful, so they kept inviting him to accompany them.

The martial arts arena was still lively. Fan Qi entered the martial arts arena and went straight to the No. 8 ring. At this time, there was only a tall and strong young man standing on the ring. The man also held an epee in his hand and scanned the people under the ring with a pair of tiger eyes. Man, he has been here for two days. As long as he wins a game today, he can get ten times the deposit. Thinking about it, he can't help but feel excited.

"Who's coming? If you want to come up, hurry up and don't waste my time by whining."

The young man's voice was rough, and when he spoke, the people around him frowned unconsciously and stepped back. The young man burst out laughing again, looking very arrogant.

Fan Qi jumped onto the ring at this time. When the young man saw someone coming on the stage, he immediately looked at Fan Qi. When he saw that he also had a heavy sword on his back, his eyes suddenly lit up.

"Epee! You're welcome. You are the first opponent that has interested me in the past two days. I hope you won't disappoint me."

The young man finished speaking with excitement, as if he couldn't wait any longer, and swung his sword towards Fan Qi. This sword did not carry any spiritual power, but it still gave people an overwhelming aura.

Fan Qi didn't show any weakness when he saw this. The heavy sword behind him rose into the sky. Fan Qi jumped up and grabbed the hilt of the sword. He didn't use his spiritual power, but swung his sword to block it. The two swords collided, and suddenly With a harsh sound, the two men wielding swords paused at the same time, glanced at each other, and then took action, and auras of light suddenly scattered across the arena.

"Do you think Fan Qi can win?"

Zhou Mingyu looked at the stage and nervously grabbed Heiye's sleeves and asked.

Heiye lowered his eyes and looked at Zhou Mingyu's hand, frowning in disgust, but at least he couldn't bear to take the hand away.

"I'm asking you something!"

Zhou Mingyu couldn't help asking after receiving no response for a long time.

"Can win."

Heiye also looked up at the two people on the ring. Both of them were very powerful physically and had similar spiritual power. However, Fan Qi's reaction was obviously more sensitive and he could always attack the opponent in an instant. Who could respond at this time? You should be feeling tired already.

"Arena No. 5 has been empty for a long time, why don't you go up?"

Hei Ye rarely said a long paragraph to Zhou Mingyu, but Zhou Mingyu didn't like the content very much. He regretted it when he went back last night. He couldn't find that arena, so why should he fight with someone who was obviously wrong? What if he hadn't been beaten and was beaten to a bloody level, how ugly it would be!

"If I don't, I'll find someone else. That person is too ugly, and it's very annoying."

"That's what my sister chose for you, you can't change it."

After Hei Ye finished speaking, he reversed his arm and used a slight force to throw Zhou Mingyu directly. Zhou Mingyu screamed all the way and was thrown to the No. 5 ring. When he landed and stood firm, he saw the entire martial arts arena. Everyone looked in his direction and immediately covered their mouths, and he muffled the curses that were about to come out.

"Jie Jie Jie, you are the first one to come for a fight today."

Fatty has been here for a long time, but he was too cruel in the past two days. No one came up to fight with him. He was already a little impatient with waiting. He didn't care about winning streak or not. He just enjoyed it. The pleasure of beating someone's skin to pieces, now someone is finally willing to come on stage. The fat man raised his hand and threw a bag of spiritual stones towards the monk who was responsible for taking care of the barrier and collecting the spiritual stones on the side of the ring.

"I gave him his spirit stone. Hurry up and raise the barrier."

The fat man saw clearly just now that the boy in front of him was thrown up by others, but he didn't want to come. If he moves faster, he is really afraid that the boy will run away.

The monk collected the spirit stone without even looking at Zhou Mingyu. He raised the barrier with a wave of his hand. Now Zhou Mingyu cannot leave even if he wants to. On the ring, unless one side admits defeat, the monk will withdraw. He had to break the barrier to let people come down, otherwise they would not be able to leave the ring. But Fatty had finally waited for someone to come, so how could he easily give someone a chance to admit defeat? The whip in his hand that was already ready to move, the moment the barrier rose. Then he whipped towards Zhou Mingyu.