From the pure blood dragon clan, I started to become a human being

A martial arts arena.

The green-faced ghost turned into a black gas ball and was eaten by Wang Bing. The comfortable feeling of his soul being slightly strengthened made him smile. Although it was still very low-level, it was enough as a snack or dessert.

The game started again, and this time both players understood who their biggest opponent was.

The flying sword returned to his hand, and Zheng Youneng, a disciple of Liuyun Sword Sect, immediately cut out a white fire chain, like a giant snake winding forward, biting towards the opponent's head.

Xiao Yijin stretched his hand forward, and the surrounding stone walls used to block the stands suddenly trembled. The entire Luotian Dajiao martial arts arena was actually hollowed out of a natural mountain. The Qilin clan could spit fire and attract lightning, and possessed powerful defense and healing abilities. In addition, the Qilin, which belonged to the wood element, could sense and interfere with nature.

Countless stone spikes flew into the air like long arrows fired from a giant crossbow, and the sound of them piercing the air was endless.

Facing the attacks from the two, Wang was not panicked at all. The burned ghost and the hanged ghost appeared at the same time. With the support of a big family in the alien world and the favorite descendant of his grandfather, he had the most sufficient reserves to summon spirits and send generals.

The burnt ghost with a hideous and horrible face swallowed up all the white fire. It didn't seem to suffer any damage at all. Instead, it burped with contentment.

The red silk on the hanged ghost's neck extended infinitely, flying all over the sky, forming a red tornado, which wantonly lashed at the thousands of stone spears that were attacking.

But the result was beyond expectations. When encountering the red lotus transformed from ghost energy, the stone spear seemed to have an indestructible sharpness. After easily tearing off the tornado's defense, it pierced down like a rainstorm, stirring up countless smoke and dust.

At the critical moment, two majestic giants in golden armor appeared. Each feather of their armor was lifelike, with exquisite and concise lines. Facing the attack, they glared with their eyes wide open and swung the giant maces in their hands rapidly.

Until the end, Zheng Youneng added a white flame sword, and the two giants gradually disintegrated and turned into a pile of red and blue pigments.

Wang Bing held the scroll given by his grandfather in his hand, his face ashen. A dozen evil ghosts with deep resentment rushed out from his shadow and immediately attacked the two enemies.

Xiao Yijin's face turned pale. She didn't have much true Qi in her body. She had been drawing blood for ten consecutive days, and her body was already exhausted.

In a flash, scales that were imperceptible to outsiders appeared from the surface of the skin under the clothes, and the energy that was closer to demonic power was restored by a little. Lightning light grew, and Qilin activated his innate ability to attract lightning.

Electric arcs flashed, and the three evil ghosts disappeared.

After Zheng Youneng solved the trouble in front of him, he ran to Xiao Yijin and said:

"Girl, your moves are very effective against evil spirits. Why don't we join forces? I promise to admit defeat as soon as I defeat him. My master sent me here to gain experience, but he didn't say I must win a rank."

"Then I'll trust you for once."

Xiao Yijin smiled, causing Zheng Youneng, who was only a few feet away, to shrink his pupils. He had never seen a woman with such a beautiful appearance before, especially since she had looked like a cold goddess before, but now she was smiling at him...

A large group of evil spirits attacked, and Zheng Youneng put his sword back into the scabbard. The Liuyun Sword Sect had two unique skills, the sword-drawing technique and the Hundred-Step Flying Sword. When the two were used together, they could form the Flying Immortal Sword that only those who were qualified to inherit the title of Sect Master could practice.

The energy and spirit of his whole body were forcibly raised to the peak. The overflowing true Qi blocked the approaching evil spirits but did not hurt Xiao Yijin. This control ability was eye-opening.

With no distractions in his mind, Zheng Youneng crossed the defense line and was attacking the barrier of the third realm at an astonishing speed.

"He's going to break through in the middle of a fight!"

"Zheng Youneng of Liuyun Sword Sect, isn't he the eldest son of Sect Master Zheng Shanhai?"

"Damn, this guy stole the limelight."

There was a lot of discussion in the stands, and Zhuge Qing's face was a little complicated. He was now at the peak of the second realm, and it was precisely because he had not been able to take that step for a long time that he went out to look for an opportunity. Once he entered the third realm, he would be the leader of the younger generation. This man had not been well-known before, but he actually had such qualifications.

Everyone was paying attention to Zheng Youneng's success or failure. Wang Bing's face was distorted with anxiety. He had never gotten what he wanted since he was a child. Why wouldn't this group of people just give him the victory, including Taiye? Since he was one of the Ten Lords, how could he not even win a championship? He was such a loser.

Zhang Chulan held his chin up, thinking that all the heroes in the world were like the nobles crossing the river. On the other hand, Bao Bao, although he was obviously very strong, looked like a fool.

"Sister Baoer, you are talking about this family...ah?" At the moment when everyone was paying attention, Xiao Yijin shot out a palm of lightning, accurately hitting Zheng Youneng's dantian.

Qi flow was disordered, and more seriously, the gathering of essence, energy and spirit caused an unprecedented backlash.

Zheng Youneng immediately vomited a large mouthful of blood, and passed out with a rumbling sound of thunder in his body. His meridians were in a mess, and he fell thousands of feet before his eyes, let alone the third realm. Even circulating his Qi was extremely difficult.

"Bitch, you bitch!"

In the stands, a young girl dressed in the attire of a direct disciple of Liuyun Sword Sect started cursing, her face full of anxiety.

The venue was filled with an eerie silence. Seeing the evil spirit approaching, Xiao Yijin's expression changed and his tone was sincere:
"Master, I am willing to transform into a ghost and serve you. I only ask the Wang family to give me some spiritual resources."

After saying this, she dissipated the last bit of her true energy.

"No Bi-face."

"What kind of education is this?"

"Why doesn't this bitch just die!"

Wang Bing was stunned. The art of capturing spirits and sending generals had absolute suppression over ghosts, so this proposal was indeed tempting. Of course, these were not the key points. The other party's beauty was the biggest bargaining chip.

"It's not impossible, but before you turn into a ghost, you have to meet some of my conditions."

Wang Bing took a few steps forward with an ambiguous smile. Wang Ai in the stands suddenly changed his expression and immediately spoke loudly:
"Kill her quickly!"

Unfortunately, this reminder was too late, as golden light exploded around Xiao Yijin, covering the two of them.

When he came to his senses, the only thing at the scene was Zheng Youneng's twitching body.

……

In the small world.

"Bitch, how dare you lie to me!"

Wang Bing realized something was wrong and quickly retreated.

A cold voice sounded in Xiao Yijin's heart.

"Perform martial arts, or the Golden Light Curse."

"Disciple wants to see Master take action."

As soon as he finished speaking, the control of the body was instantly replaced by the Yin Spirit, and the body of "Xiao Yijin" began to crackle.

He just stepped lightly on the ground, and the distance of nearly a hundred meters flashed by. The white ripples left along the way spread out one after another, interspersed with some thunder.

The true Qi temporarily extracted from the outside world turned into lightning, blessing every muscle in the most subtle mode. The figure of "Xiao Yijin" shuttled among the evil spirits. Only the lightning of the palm blade was slightly clear in the blurred phantom.

He chopped the drowned ghosts into pieces, pierced the unjustly dead ghosts, and killed the gluttonous ghosts with strong bodies. Every time he attacked, it was like waving a long sword, and balls of black air exploded behind him.

Upon seeing this, Wang Bing was shocked and took off the jewel necklace hanging around his neck. Upon closer inspection, he found that it was engraved with extremely exquisite and intricate scenes of the market.

(End of this chapter)