On the four arenas, people are constantly going up like a lantern, and people are all full of confidence. However, half of the people who come down are destined to be depressed, and even have no chance to be depressed.

I don’t know if it’s good or bad luck, but I was ranked 53rd, which is relatively low. It’s more than four days before it’s his turn to play.

The one who appeared on stage was a thin monk. However, the thin monk was very different from the Emperor's son, the White Bone Venerable, who was thin, with a slightly black skin, like casting steel, which made people unable to see through it. How much power is contained inside.

But this monk still has the impression that his Dharma name is Chenghai. He was born in the main branch of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, the secret method of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva. He is a well-deserved sect, and among the various sects of the Western Heavenly Emperor Court, he can be ranked among the top five.

Chenghai's previous melee record was 421. Although it was worse than Black Throat, it also ranked among the top ten.

Wuhu was not busy, so he went to the ring, but it was more than Chenghai. After he got on stage, he was just polite and polite and started to do it. However, he didn't expect that before he could speak, he was snatched away by Chenghai.

I just snatched it away, but I didn't care about this. However, the words from Chenghai scared Wuhu.

"Fellow Daoist Haiyin, although I have never seen your battle, from the results I heard and the explanations of your division commanders to you, I understand that I am not your opponent. So, I am too lazy to go through a formality and admit defeat!"

Such words, let alone the black throat was scared, even the monks watching the battle were shocked.

"I really didn't expect that Chenghai's huge reputation did not even have the courage to fight. I chose to admit defeat so directly!"

"Yes, according to my opinion, Chenghai is famous, but it is actually hard to bear it! I have seen many such people!"

......

"Chenghai is indeed not a match for Haiyin, but the gap between them is not too big. If you are good at using the origin of the illusion, you will admit defeat. There must be some deep meaning in this!"

"Not bad. The one from Ksitigarbha Academy is an old fox. It is not uncommon for an old fox to do bad things. I will definitely not believe it if I do some good things!"

......

"This sea seal is really lucky. He met such a top Chenghai. Now, he can maintain his combat power very well. By the second round, he has a great advantage!"

"Yes, but this is also the fate of others. No matter how envious we are, what can we do? It's not the same. Could it be that our opponents can still repent because of this, and they can follow the examples!"

"well--"

......

After all, Wuhu was not an ordinary person. In a flash, Xing returned to normal. Outside the arena, the many discussions of the monks watching the battle were endless, but to him, it was useless. He immediately smiled and said, "Since that's the case, I will give in!"

After saying that, both of them did not stop at all. In an instant, they rushed out of the ring and returned to their own territory.

"Brother Haiyin, you're so lucky!"

"Yes, such a good thing is not my turn!"

......

At the first moment, several monks from other sects came closer and smiled.

Naturally, the black throat would not hold a cold face to some monks who showed good intentions, so they also talked to them in a very gentle manner, making people feel like they were bathed in spring breeze.

After nearly a day of success, the first round of the arena battle ended, and thirty monks entered the second round. Among them, the nine disciples of the Western Heavenly Emperor Court all advanced, and no one else lost. Such a good result, in an instant, the news that Wuhu was actively admitting defeat was suppressed, and became the biggest focus of the first round.

Faced with such a situation, Kong Xiang, the Supreme Elder who was responsible for presiding over the battle for the throne, couldn't help but bring a hint of joy on his serious expression. Of course, corresponding to this was the gloomy faces of dozens of senior elders of the sect.

The second round of battle did not give the monk any separate rest time, that is, time, and then start. However, the process of watching the battle itself is also a kind of rest, so no one has any objection to this.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang..."

The extremely violent roar was like the thunder in the time of heavenly tribulation, shaking the world and endlessly. Compared with the first round of battle, the second round was undoubtedly much more tragic.

When almost a day passed, the first four groups of opponents who participated in the battle, except for one of them, the one who failed, was not seriously injured, the other three were extremely heavy, and among them, one of them, the loser, died directly on the spot.

Such a situation also makes the subsequent fighters feel awe-inspiring and even more ruthless. Because no one wants the fallen or seriously injured person to become himself.

Time flies, and soon, three days pass, and Wushu will play again.

This time, Wuhu's opponent was a disciple of the Demon Sect, named Luo Tiansha.

This person is not very good-looking, and his breath is also restrained very cleanly, like a pool of stagnant water, without any fluctuations. No one can see how much foundation he has.

Luo Tiansha was born in the Demon Killing Sect and used his murderous aura to forge sword energy. He was extremely sharp and extremely powerful.

Luo Tiansha was not like Chenghai, and after he surrendered after he reported his family. Not only that, he didn't even mean to speak, but was extremely arrogant, waiting for Wuhu to speak. Looking at his posture, it seemed that Wuhu was not worthy of his attention at all.

When dealing with such a person, Wuhu naturally would not be polite. He clasped his fists with his hands and pretended to be a polite greeting. However, at this moment, his body trembled, and the most yin energy penetrated his body. In an instant, it turned into a long dragon, flying out quickly, and rushing towards the Luo Tiansha.

This long dragon, called the Yinlong Curse, looks huge, but in fact, it is just an empty shell. Its frontal power is very unbearable, but it is particularly difficult to deal with and difficult to eliminate. Once it drips into the body, it will form a tumor in its body, devouring the cultivator's soul magic power and strengthen itself.
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