There were so many people in the square where the arena competition was held that it seemed like the city lord's palace had sold out the seats for the top ten competitions.

Chen Shuixin even saw the schedule prediction set up by the City Lord's Mansion, betting on who would advance to the next round.

Wei Yan is the tenth Phantom Spirit Mirror. He is not as talented as the top nine. Some people have studied Wei Yan's fighting style and feel that his promotion is largely due to good luck and the influence of the spiritual pets around him. , if his spiritual pet is defeated first, then solving him will not be a problem.

Therefore, the odds marked on him are not small, and we are not very optimistic about him.

Therefore, not many people put the spirit stone on Wei Yan.

Under Chen Shuixin's encouragement, Wei Yan invested a hundred low-grade spiritual stones for himself with a red face.

Fifty yuan of this money belongs to Chen Shuixin. According to Chen Shuixin, of course, no matter whether he wins or loses, he must vote for his family.

Furthermore, with her helping Wei Yan, how could Wei Yan lose?! People who think like this just look down on her.

Wei Yan was lucky enough to get the second final match.

At this time, Wei Zhuo was staying in the lounge prepared by the City Lord's Mansion, waiting for the end of the first game.

An hour later, it was Wei Yan's turn to take the stage, and Chen Shuixin naturally followed Wei Yan.

Wei Yan's opponent was an old man who looked old.

The old man's hair is mixed with black and white, his face is full of wrinkles, and his body is dim.

However, Chen Shuixin thought that few people who cultivated immortality looked old, unless they were people who were about to expire, or people who did it deliberately.

But no matter which one it is, it indicates the difficulty of today's game.

Chen Shuixin looked solemn, and Wei Yan naturally understood this.

"Boy, let me come and meet you today." The old man's voice was hoarse and low.

After the old man finished speaking, without waiting for Wei Yan's reply, he took the lead and struck with his bare hands, with fierce attacks.

Chen Shuixin originally wanted to step forward to help immediately, but was stopped by Wei Yan's eyes.

Wei Yan still hopes to win the game by himself.

Seeing Wei Yan's stubborn eyes, Chen Shuixin had no choice but to retreat to a corner of the ring and leave the battlefield to the two of them.

Wei Yan rushed forward without fear with a big sword in his hand and fought with the old man.

The old man's body was as strong as an iron wall. Wei Yan slashed the old man's body with his sword, leaving only faint traces on his body.

On the contrary, the sword was knocked back by the shock.

Now it was the old man's turn to be surprised. He said calmly, "You do have a good knife. I like your knife!"

Hearing the provocative words, Wei Yan didn't feel any emotion in his heart, his eyes became firmer, and instead he slashed at the old man with one knife faster than the other.

But it seemed to have no effect, and the big knife was almost thrown away by the old man.

This scene made Chen Shuixin secretly anxious, because in this short period of time, Wei Yan's moves were completely suppressed by the old man, and he could only follow the old man. If he failed to seize the opportunity in the ring, he would easily lose. Bottom up.

Fortunately, Wei Yan also reacted and quickly used his strength to separate himself from the old man.

After some distance from the old man, he slowly thought about what should be the breakthrough point to counterattack.

Wei Yan couldn't help but glance at the old man. The old man was so strong that even his sword could only leave faint marks on the old man's body.

It is very possible that the old man has already cultivated his body to the 'physical golden elixir stage', but what he doesn't understand is why his cultivation is still in the foundation building stage.

There was no time for Wei Yan to think carefully at this moment, so he could only focus on the old man's eyes and other weak parts.

At this moment, it was Wei Yan's turn to take the lead, and he thrust the big knife straight into the old man's eye.

However, the old man seemed to know Wei Yan's next move in advance and took the move with his bare hands. He also used his strength to hit Wei Yan on the arm and snatched Wei Yan's sword away.

Chen Shuixin's heart almost jumped when she saw it, and she was about to fly over immediately to help, but Wei Yan seemed to know what Chen Shuixin was doing. He turned around and stopped Chen Shuixin with a look.

He thinks he can still do it.

Wei Yan had long regarded the sword as his natal magic weapon and kept polishing it. Over the years, he had deepened his relationship with the sword. How could he be helpless just because someone had taken it away?

He was silently reciting the recalling method, and saw that the big knife in the old man's hand began to shake continuously, as if it wanted to leave the old man's hand and fly back to Wei Yan's side.

The old man smiled sinisterly, grabbed the big knife without letting go, and took out a small porcelain bottle from his storage ring.

He opened the porcelain bottle and poured the contents directly onto Wei Yan's sword.

It was a viscous, black liquid. The moment it dripped out, Chen Shuixin smelled a strong, suffocating fishy smell.

When the liquid fell on the sword, Chen Shuixin could actually feel the whine of the sword.

Wei Yan's face was even more ugly, because the sword was his natal magic weapon, and he could completely feel the coolness on the sword at this time, and the liquid was swallowing up the spirit of the sword.

He had no choice but to cut off the connection between the sword and himself with his own hands.

In just a short time, the broadsword became rusty and the blade became dull, as if it would break into pieces if touched.

Wei Yan seemed to have been severely injured, and his breath suddenly became weak.

Chen Shuixin felt that she could not obey Wei Yan's order. If she waited any longer, she would wait for the old man to defeat them one by one and throw them off the ring one by one.

At this time, there is still hope to defeat the old man together.

Chen Shuixin immediately flew over and joined the battlefield.

Chen Shuixin took the lead in spewing real fire and directly touched the old man's appearance.

The old man nimbly dodged Chen Shuixin's fire and threw the dirty sword at Chen Shuixin.

Chen Shuixin spread her wings and dodged neatly. She also took out a red, yellow and blue umbrella from her storage ring and threw it out. Although the flames and venom of the bone umbrella might not be able to hurt the old man, it was better than nothing.

And she also decided to use her hitting skills to see who was physically stronger.

When Chen Shuixin put her hitting skills into action, she felt that she was so stupid that she cried. The bones in her body seemed to be out of place, but the old man's body was only slightly dented.

Chen Shuixin cried and decided that in the future she would practice her hitting skills to the same level as the old man's iron wall, making others cry and call them mother and father.

At this time Wei Yan also joined in.

With the cooperation of Wei Yan, Chen Shuixin dropped several extremely offensive talismans.

After being bombed several times, the old man finally decided to use his ultimate move.

As soon as he was fast, he came directly in front of Wei Yan, grabbed Wei Yan's collar, and punched Wei Yan one after another, until the flesh was bloody.

Chen Shuixin was anxiously hovering in the sky, holding a talisman and throwing a rat-proof weapon.

At this time, Wei Zhuo had continuously compressed and thickened his spiritual power. Slowly, the spiritual power was spinning like thick porridge at high speed. The spiritual power rotated faster and faster, turning into a ball.

It was as if the spiritual power in the sphere was constantly collapsing and reorganizing. After an unknown amount of time, a fiery red golden elixir was born.

The fire dragon who was watching the whole process in Dantian suddenly covered the golden elixir with its own flames. The golden elixir rotated at high speed. Under the calcination of the strange fire, the size of the golden elixir's person shrank by a circle, but the energy inside was

Double that of before.

It was also at this time that Wei Zhuo successfully entered the Golden Elixir stage.
Chapter completed!