Wu Mazi was in a daze, staring blankly at the tall, pale man in front of him.

A silver sword in his hand is majestic.

The surroundings were extremely quiet, and the spectators under the ring seemed to have lost their tongues, neither cheering nor yelling.

The two brothers didn't know where they were standing.

Only the sweat on my forehead is slowly falling.

After a while, Wu Mazi finally reacted, dropped the broken sword, his legs and feet ached, and sat on the ring.

When he moved, the onlookers also responded.

Suddenly there was thunder.

Spectators from the two nearby arenas were also attracted and came here.

When we got here, we asked people what happened.

The two strong men in the late Qi refining stage frowned when they saw the free and easy sword strike just now, thinking to themselves, could they have been negligent?

At the same time, release spiritual energy and sense the level of the handsome man on the stage.

Then they looked at each other and were extremely surprised.

It is indeed not the Qi refining period yet!

One person walked out and announced loudly:

"Li Shen wins!"

...

To the west, there is a bronze grandstand built halfway up the mountain.

There are about ten people standing on it, gathered together to discuss various matters for tonight's trial and selection meeting.

At the edge of the stands, Wan Cai, the young elder of the Bronze Sect, was respectful, saluting and waiting.

Next to him, Jia Rubai, a talisman master in a purple robe, was drawing talismans with his index finger, his fingertips shining red.

As his movement ended, red light jumped into the talisman, and red letters appeared on the blank talisman with a yellow background.

Wan Cai's face became more and more respectful.

This talisman master already showed his strength last night.

I couldn't control my anger and offended. I made a big mistake, and I knew I would be punished today.

Unexpectedly, Jia Rubai did not go into details, but just mentioned that he was not allowed to reveal what happened last night in the future.

He also brought over the flame talisman he requested and went through the final process of sealing the talisman.

Seeing Jia Rubai hand over the flame talisman, Wan Cai bowed again, held the talisman in both hands, and gently put it into the bag.

With this flame talisman, he has one more way to save his life.

Of course, what happened yesterday will never be mentioned again.

Talisman Master Jia Rubai nodded towards him and asked if there were any newcomers worth noting in this trial and selection meeting.

"Are you looking for a talisman-making disciple?"

"The head of the Changyin Sect has mentioned that he wants me to make more low-level talismans to protect the disciples in the sect. It can also be used as a reward to stimulate the ambition of the outer sect disciples."

"Since I serve as the guest elder of the three sects, I naturally have to take care of all three sects, so I need to find some talented young people."

Wan Cai thought for a while and said:

"The young elders of the three sects in charge of the conference will gather in the Zijin sect's stand in the north to communicate. I will take you there afterwards."

The two are still communicating.

Suddenly there was a commotion at the bottom of the mountain. Jia Rubai saw doubt flashing in Wan Cai's eyes, so he asked:

"Something happened in the same level and same level arena competition?"

"No, no, no, it's just that this kind of low-level arena competition used to be deserted. It has never been so lively. I don't know what's going on below."

Jia Rubai leaned on the railing and looked down, looking at the ringing ring in the distance.

There is a person standing on the ring, his face is unclear, holding a sharp sword, but the style of his clothes is obviously different from those around him.

"The young man who was seriously ill last night?"

When Wan Cai heard this, he also walked to the railing, opened his hands to cover the sun, looked from a distance, and said:

"It seems to be him."

Jia Rubai asked with a smile:

"How on earth did he offend you last night, causing you to cast spells and wield swords?"

"Don't dare, don't dare..."

Wan Cai gave a rough explanation and his face turned slightly red.

But Jia Rubai frowned and asked:

"As a young elder of the Bronze Sect, it goes without saying that you have superb swordsmanship."

"That young man was seriously ill, and the spiritual energy in his body was in chaos. He was simply extremely weak."

"How can he block your sword in advance?"

Wan Cai had already realized something was wrong, but he didn't dig into it. Seeing Jia Rubai take the initiative to bring it up, he quickly asked:

"I thought it was you who warned me in advance and came to help. Could it be that you..."

"There is a forbidden talisman in my house. As long as someone uses spiritual energy, they will be blocked."

"Your sword swings without any warning, so I don't have time to react proactively."

Wan Cai was shocked and glanced at the arena again.

Jia Rubai was thinking about something else:

Has Miss Shen's knowledge of talismans reached its peak, able to bypass the forbidden talismans I set up and try to help that man?

Thinking about it, I feel something is wrong. If Miss Shen’s level is already this, why would she come to seek help from me?

Natural danger talismans indeed require some exquisite techniques to make.

Jia Rubai looked solemn and was lost in thought with the pole.

...

On a street not far from this corner place.

Wang Gouqiang had just returned from the trial conference venue. He had an afternoon tea, threw the empty shell of the spirit stone on the table, and prepared to go to the martial arts training partition room to take a good rest.

Although he is already in the middle of his Qi refining stage, with this kind of strength in the competition, it will not be a problem to make the top ten.

But he is cautious by nature, and he lives up to his reputation as a "strong man" by concentrating his energy and concentration to compete in his best condition.

But when I moved my chair back and prepared to stand up, I felt a familiar feeling of depression. The spiritual energy in my body became slightly silent, my body suddenly became weak, and my legs didn't even support me.

The body that had just left the chair sat back down.

Wang Gou was so powerful that this situation only happened once in his short life.

After two chirping rats were killed one after another.

He was unable to use his skills for no reason, and was even controlled by doctors and nurses and sent to a mental hospital.

As I thought about it, my shame grew stronger, and I was overwhelmed by fear.

"Is this...Haoran's righteousness?"

Wang Gouqiang twisted his hand and called the chirping rat to lie on his shoe. He was so nervous that he didn't even dare to turn his head, for fear of meeting that strong man with "awe-inspiring righteousness".

After waiting for a while, the spiritual energy in the body was completely calm, and the presence of "awe-inspiring righteousness" could no longer be felt.

He sensed it a little and looked in the direction of "Same Level and Same Level Arena Competition".

"It should be there."

Those participating in the arena competition now are all a group of weaklings in the early stages of Qi refining.

If you catch the junior who uses "Haoran Zhengqi", you will know what this kind of energy is.

Maybe we can also dig out clues about the person who stole his flowers and soil in the human world.

Just two steps into the ring, my feet felt weak.

"Haoran Zhengqi" brought too great psychological shadow to him.

A cultivator was arrested by a mental hospital. If word of this spread, it would be a shame for the sect.

If the old monsters of the Caixia Sect know that their disciple has become like this, they will definitely find him at all costs, seal his mouth and ears, and chop him into fertilizer.

Wang Gouqiang thought carefully and took a few steps back.

I originally planned to never go to that bullshit human world.

What clues are there still to be found?

Even if it is dug up, can the immortal cultivator who used "Haoran Zhengqi" easily destroy two sperm-blooded rats really be able to defeat them?

I’m afraid I’m not digging my own grave.

I won’t go, I won’t go.

Whoever wants to go will go.

Wang Gou Qiang left here as if he were flying, and took a special detour to the "partition room" further away from the venue.
Chapter completed!