The moment she stepped into the castle, Yunzheng could feel that the power in her body was not being pulled away, but being forcibly suppressed.

After entering, what came into view was a group of god cultivators wearing masks. A large part of the god cultivators were fighting in a melee at the moment, and only a small number of god cultivators were watching the battle.

It can be seen that those watching the game are some family elders or captains who have led the team to practice.

Ninety percent of the cultivators who are participating in the melee are young people.

Mu Yin felt a little excited and asked in a low voice: "They are fighting, should we go directly?"

Yunzheng: "You go first."

Mu Yin was stunned and suddenly lost his face, "Azheng, isn't this good? If I go up alone, wouldn't I be beaten up by a group of people?!"

Yunzheng smiled and asked, "Don't you get stronger the more you get beaten?"

"Although that's true..." Mu Yin was still a little timid. If Brother Lan and the others accompanied him, he would definitely not be afraid. After all, if he was beaten, he would have a companion.

Yunzheng paused slightly. She turned to look at the group of people and said slowly: "Come up together and let me see what your current physical skills are like. No objections are allowed."

She said and added another sentence.

"Just come on, don't talk nonsense."

This sentence forcibly suppressed all the objections in their hearts.

Mu Yin, Feng Xinglan and Yan Chen looked at each other in tacit understanding, and then took the lead in the melee.

When Dai Xiuzhu and others saw this, they quickly followed.

Qi Po also limped into the melee.

Yunzheng walked aside and silently watched the fighting situation of the few of them.

A Yin, Yan Chen and Lan obviously had a good foundation in physical cultivation. After they entered the melee circle, they calmly attacked and even counterattacked the young cultivators.

However, perhaps because they started from different starting points, the three of them were gradually at a disadvantage.

As for Qi Po, he fought very seriously, but his attack and resistance were too "soft", so he was beaten... very brutally.

For now, Dai Xiuzhu is pretty good. His own brute strength is very sufficient, but it's just that he can't beat four hands with two fists. He can't withstand being attacked by several people at the same time.

Sun Zi and Sun Dongling's physical skills were so weak that they were beaten by others. The two of them were beaten like sandbags by the cultivators in the melee circle. After a while, they were almost dead.

As for the last person, Yue Zhou, he was actually the weakest among them, and he was beaten even more severely.

Yunzheng took in this scene and felt quite subtle.

Too weak.

Still need to be beaten more.

Yunzheng watched the eight of them being beaten at the same time very calmly. As time passed, Sun Zi, Sun Dongling, and Yuezhou were the first to lose their hold. They wanted to escape from the melee, but they couldn't escape yet.

He was suddenly pulled back.

The situation of the three people was very miserable.

Yunzheng then moved and pulled the three of them out.

The three people from Yuezhou collapsed directly at Yunzheng's feet. They were breathing heavily, a fishy sweet taste came out of their throats, and their whole bodies were in severe pain. They could only fall to the ground helplessly.

Sun Zi shouted with a cry in her voice: "Senior Sister Yun, I...I can't do it anymore."

His voice was very hoarse, like an old man dying in his twilight years.

Yunzheng said in a calm tone: "You can't say no when you enter here. Take a pill first, and fight again after an hour."

Yunzheng took out three bottles of elixirs and distributed them to the three of them.

Even though Yuezhou was seriously injured, after hearing Yunzheng's words, he still responded without any complaints: "Okay."

Because he knew that Junior Sister Yun had good intentions.

Sun Dongling silently clenched the pill bottle with her fingers, and asked in a somewhat unconvincing tone: "Senior Sister Yun, why don't you go in and fight?!"

Yunzheng looked down at her and said calmly: "How about I give you the position of senior sister? Let you lead the team?"

As soon as these words came out, Sun Dongling's face turned pale.

"I'm sorry, senior sister..."

Her voice gradually dropped.

Yunzheng ignored her and focused on looking at the people in the melee circle. What she didn't expect was that Qi Po could persist for so long.

After another two quarters of an hour, Dai Xiuzhu and Qi Po were defeated almost simultaneously.

Now only Lan and the other three were left alive. They had been beaten a lot earlier, so it was not unexpected for Yunzheng that they could persist for such a long time.

But Dai Xiuzhu and the others didn't think so. After all, they also knew the cultivation level of Feng Xinglan and the others. With their cultivation level, it was impossible for them to persist for such a long time.

Dai Xiuzhu asked in shock: "Junior Sister Yun, are they hiding their true cultivation?"

Yunzheng replied: "No, they have practiced physical education."

Dai Xiuzhu suddenly understood.

"I see, I thought their true cultivation level was higher than mine."

At this time, Qi Po asked with a frown on his face: "Boss, how long are we going to practice here? I feel like all the bones in my body have been smashed, and my flesh and blood have been blurred. I can't stand it!"

When they mentioned the time spent practicing here, Dai Xiuzhu and the others immediately turned their attention, staring at Yunzheng expectantly.

Yunzheng said: "You must concentrate on practicing physical skills. If you perform well, it will only take three or four days. If you perform poorly, it will take about half a month."

Qi Po and Sun Zi suddenly began to cry out in pain.

In other words, they will be beaten for several days, or even more than ten days!

Yunzheng raised her eyebrows, and a smile appeared on her lips.

When she mentioned time, she remembered Qingfeng's previous message that two or three days should be enough for Qingfeng and Mo Yu to reach the Forest of Shenhui.

She waited for their arrival in the castle.

After another half an hour, Feng Xinglan and the other three came back with injuries all over their bodies. They skillfully swallowed some pills.

Mu Yin was sweating profusely, and his whole body was exhausted. The skin under his clothes was bruised and purple. He took two deep breaths, and then looked up at Yunzheng.

"Zheng, don't do anything yet, let us practice our skills first!"

Yunzheng smiled and asked, "Why?"

Mu Yin said depressedly: "Because you took action, we have no chance to fight."

If A Zheng takes action, she can overturn the whole place with her brute force. She can even directly smash those young cultivators to death!

Therefore, once Azheng takes action, no one in the audience can stand!

Mu Yin has blind trust in Yunzheng's strength.

Yunzheng couldn't laugh or cry.

"Let us do it first." Yan Chen also said slowly.

"Okay." Yunzheng answered quickly. Her eyes passed over the young cultivators in the battle circle, and then slowly... fell on the elders of the major forces who were watching the battle.

Her goal has always been them.

…

Two days later, two young men appeared in the teleportation array in Langzhou Mingzhi Domain.

The young man standing on the right is dressed in black. He has good facial features. Maybe his eyebrows are often wrinkled, so there is a mark between his eyebrows, but it adds a bit of aura and majesty to him that is unapproachable by strangers.

And calm.

The young man on the left is dressed in Tsing Yi. He has a slender figure, a handsome face, dark and bright eyes, smooth and clear facial contours, and a cold temperament.

As soon as the two of them came out, they were stared at by the old man in yellow sitting in the teahouse.

The old man in yellow's eyes suddenly lit up, he put down his tea cup, rushed towards the two of them, and raised his arms to stop them.
Chapter completed!