Traveling through the world of immortal cultivation with the game panel

Zhang Yunqing raised her eyebrows. It was expected that someone would take a fancy to her, and she had considered carefully whether to change sects. She had no idea about the situation of other sects. At least, the Shenxiao Sect was tolerant and accepting of her, which was her most appropriate choice at the moment.

Liang Yijia left with great regret after keeping Zhang Yunqing's spiritual words.

Zhang Yunqing watched those talented young men fighting for half a day in the audience and figured out a lot of things.

She was enjoying the show so much when she suddenly heard some noise from the crowd.

"Isn't that Fu Yu from the Divine Sky Sect? I heard that he was poisoned by the witch sea monster, and now a hundred years have passed, and he is still alive?"

"Could it be that there is an antidote to the witch sea monster's poison?"

Someone holding the Spiritual Words Formation Plate said, "There really is a cure for this witch sea monster poison. Look at the spiritual words Fu Yu sent earlier!"

Everyone gathered together and discussed the matter.

Zhang Yunqing thought it sounded familiar and couldn't help but look over.

A slightly thin figure walked slowly towards them from the distant steps. His face seemed to be pale and sickly, but he seemed to be in good spirits.

Compared to other disciples, he looked very plain, wearing only an extremely simple disciple uniform, without any other accessories, and not a single trace of spiritual energy could be found on his body.

His gaze never lingered on the crowd, but fell on the ring. His nonchalant look couldn't help but reveal a bit of desolation when he saw the fierce battle on the ring.

"Senior Brother Fu!" A young man ran towards him.

There were finally some ripples in his silent eyes, "Mu Yizhi, how was your performance in this competition?"

Mu Yizhi shook his head and smiled, "Try harder next time, brother, how is your injury?"

Fu Yu nodded and smiled, "If it weren't for your pill, I would have been buried in the thick earth by now. From now on, you no longer owe me anything, and you don't need to send me all kinds of pills anymore."

Mu Yizhi shook his head, "Brother, you saved my life. I am not an ungrateful person. As the saying goes, a drop of water should be repaid with a spring, let alone the grace of saving my life."

As he said that, he took out another bottle of pills and handed it to Fu Yu.

Fu Yu lowered his eyes and sighed imperceptibly.

Zhang Yunqing, who was far away, narrowed his eyes and keenly saw that the pill that Mu Yizhi handed to Fu Yu was exactly the healing pill that she had been selling everywhere when she was clearing the secret realm some time ago.

Her healing pills couldn't cure this sick beauty? That was unlikely.

Out of curiosity, she locked onto Fu Yu.

300/300/7520.

Hiss! She frowned. This person's health bar was very strange, but she understood what it meant.

This person's full health bar is 7520, but the current health is 300/300 because the health limit has dropped.

No wonder they all say that there is no solution to the witch siren's poison. Of course there is no solution. Others lose health, but this thing loses a certain amount of health.

Once the upper limit of health points is dropped, even the gods cannot save you.

Her healing pills can only restore blood volume, but cannot restore the upper limit of blood volume. This person had probably used the healing pills before his blood volume was completely lost. Therefore, although the poison was detoxified and the upper limit of blood volume was no longer lost, his body was very weak and could not be cured.

The so-called upper limit of blood volume is the maximum upper limit of blood volume that can be restored. For example, Fu Yu’s previous upper limit of blood volume was 7520, so his blood volume can be restored to 7520, but his current upper limit of blood volume is 300. Therefore, no matter how many rare treasures he uses to repair his body, the maximum blood volume can only be restored to 300.

Unless...someone can help him restore his health limit.

Zhang Yunqing's panel does have a skill that specifically restores his health limit, but it has not been unlocked yet.

She looked at Fu Yu, and an idea popped into her mind, but that would probably be a long time in the future.

She didn't join in the fun, but instead looked at the arena. Three of the eight arenas were now empty.

The teams of those big guys were basically fixed, so they all sat in the seating area in groups of three or four to watch the game.

Zhang Yunqing was rubbing her hands, eager to give it a try, because she saw that at least half of the people in the Di team were only high-level foundation-building disciples.

With the strength of her attributes, as long as she doesn't face a high-level golden elixir, she still has a great chance of winning.

She stepped onto one of the empty arenas, and then picked a high-level foundation-building disciple whose name was easier to pronounce.

"I challenge Liang Liang from the Golden Flame Sect of the Earth Team."

After a while, a male cultivator with a helpless look walked out of the crowd. He scratched his hair in frustration and said, "Junior sister, we have no grudges against each other, why did you choose me? Look at the people below me, they are even worse than me, why don't you choose them?"

Zhang Yunqing was puzzled. "Since you have the strength, why don't you fight back later?"

"Hahaha!" The man laughed with his head raised, his spirit state was somewhat touching, "I have been in and out of the ground team seven times, why do you always pick on me?"

Zhang Yunqing glanced at Liang Liang opposite her. She really just called him because his name was easy to pronounce. She really didn't expect that this man would be so unlucky. He had probably been jumping back and forth in the team for the past half day.

Even when he was knocked off the ring by Zhang Yunqing's punch, he was still shouting, "I will be back!"

Zhang Yunqing shook his fist and advised helplessly, "If you don't want to waste all ten chances, just stay in the Xuan team and wait until the game time is almost over before going to the Di team."

The man lying under the ring seemed to have just woken up from a dream.

After easily joining the Earth Team, Zhang Yunqing set his sights on joining the Heaven Team.

She observed the groups on the spiritual barrier. Those who had squeezed in from the Tian team had cultivation levels of at least the fourth or fifth golden elixir level, so her chances of winning were extremely slim.

However, even if the chance of winning is slim, it is still possible, so she still wants to fight to test the waters.

So when everyone had almost stopped fighting, she stood on the stage again.

"I challenge Ke Lanruo from the Fantasy Moon Sect of the Tianzi Team."

Suddenly, there was a buzz of discussion in the originally quiet and boring audience.

“Isn’t this the fake spiritual root that has gained fame recently in Shenxiao Sect? She actually wants to challenge Senior Sister Lanruo of Huanyue Sect, but Senior Sister Lanruo is already at the fourth level of Golden Core!”

“What a big ambition.”

"If she wins, I will challenge Xie Yu later!"

Zhang Yunqing on the stage gave him a thumbs up and said, "Support your brother! Challenge everything impossible!"

"Hahaha!"

There was a burst of laughter from the audience.

The disciple who threatened to challenge Xie Yu straightened his clothes and said, "Come on, Junior Sister. If you win, I will keep my word!"

Amid the jokes of the crowd, a super hot and cool beauty walked over.

He has a heroic appearance, skin as white as snow, and especially sharp eyebrows and eyes, just like a general in a painting competing for the throne among three armies. However, his soft red lips make this sharpness inexplicably restrained.