I am cultivating an immortal in the game arena

Chapter 277

The origin and background of this [Blood Satellite River Boat] is extraordinary.

But that was a long time ago.

The Blood God Sect is like a brilliant meteor, leaving only a bloody light in the world, and then completely disappearing from this world with the fall of the Blood God Demon.

The era when the magic was extremely brilliant suddenly fell into decay.

Many people feel sorry for this.

Zhang Jun accepted this treasure. Although the Feiyun Gourd could be used as a daily transportation tool, he would not refuse this treasure.

It's like having a sports car, but it doesn't affect your need for a larger and more luxurious car.

There is no conflict between the two.

"Oh, by the way, this Blood Satellite River Boat has a shortcoming. It consumes a lot of money. We will allocate two...[-] spirit stones to you first, so you can use it sparingly."

Elder Zhao reminded him.

And gritted his teeth and allocated [-] spiritual stones to Zhang Jun.

This level of generosity makes him completely different from his usual self.

"Thank you!"

Zhang Jun accepted it with a smile. As for the shortcomings of this galaxy boat, he knew it better than they did.

When he returned to the Beast Yufang, Zhang Jun explained to Fu Caisheng that he would participate in the next competitive match.

Surprisingly, Fu Caisheng didn't oppose him this time.

After all, they had been together for so long, and Fu Caisheng also knew what kind of person his boss was. Since what had been decided, it would not change at all.

Just to let Zhang Jun concentrate on tomorrow's competition, Lao Fu said that he was unwilling to let Zhang Jun go to the supermarket to repair the magic weapon today.

In this regard, Zhang Jun did not insist.

Just think of it as giving yourself a day off, take out the small oven, and start barbecue in the Beast Control Shop.

The sizzling mutton skewers and the ice-cold original beer.

Not to mention people like Lao Fu, even the tigers and dogs in the den stuck their heads out and drooled.

Zhang Jun didn't mind the trouble. Anyway, he had prepared a lot of this kind of barbecue, and everyone who saw it had a share. Of course, it didn't matter whether it was full or not, but at least it could satisfy the appetite of the mouth.

When night came, beside the stove, Zhang Jun was holding Adou in his left hand and Da Fei in his right hand. Sitting beside him was Lao Fu, who was already drunk.

"You are ready!"

At this time Xue Haitang asked.

"Ah."

This game is both a competitive match and my own promotion match.

He didn't want to leave any more regrets, and planned to fight with the strongest attitude.

"Behind the concentration-level competitions, there are gods paying attention, both gods and deceitful gods."

The implication of Xue Haitang's reminder was to tell him to be careful about Mi Shen.

This Mi Shen's strength is extremely special, and even the gods of the Thunder Department don't pay attention to it.

He didn't succeed last time, and he might attack him again this time.

After all, the lotus rooted in his Jianyi Mountain is the mark of Mi Shen. Zhang Jun and Xue Haitang tried many methods but could not eradicate it.

With this lotus around, no matter where Zhang Jun is, as long as he enters the competitive world, he will be sensed by Mi Shen.

It will inevitably make a comeback then.

Zhang Jun took a deep breath, knowing that his current strength was far from Mi Shen's opponent, but if he appeared again, he would make a corresponding strategy.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but glance at Da Fei at hand...

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"Kill, kill, kill!!"

In the arena, the cheers from both sides became louder and louder.

Today's battle in the arena was particularly brutal.

It was another disciple battle, this time the total number of disciples from both good and evil Qi Gathering Realm exceeded a hundred.

Fight for resources in an ice field.

This environment is too cruel for Qi Gathering Realm disciples.

It was fine during the day, but at night, some weak disciples could not withstand the cold at all. Early the next morning, people saw many disciples who had frozen to death.

If you want to obtain food and keep warm resources, you must go to specific places to compete.

Food is actually secondary. Many people have animal food pills, but the temperature is too low and there are too few items to keep warm. A pair of brothers finally snatched an animal skin coat, but they ended up doing it just for this thing. They killed each other, and no one survived in the end.

Of course, there are also some survival experts who cleverly use formations, magic weapons and other items to hide in a corner.

These people are all grateful for the effect of the animal food pill. One pill can last for three or four days, so it is not too important to them.

"Junior Brother Zhao, after this battle, the sales of animal food pills will probably increase a lot again."

Beside Zhang Jun, Lao Li and four other elders were all present, which showed how much they valued this competition. "That's not necessarily the case. After all, it is a small part of retail sales and the proportion is not high enough. Our supermarket group buying channels must also be opened as soon as possible. Not only animal food pills, but other items can also be packaged and sold, so as to collect more funds in a short time. .”

Zhang Jun then explained the bundling sales strategy to them.

In general, animal food pills are segmented and high-end, but they will also cover a large-scale quantitative market.

The high volume of this kind of goods makes a gross profit, but if bundled sales are added, their turnover will be greatly increased.

This method is common in reality, but here it can be used as a marketing tool.

"Okay, okay, this is great."

Lao Zhao is particularly fond of this bundled sale. This is to use the traffic of animal food pills to make money for the supermarket, and truly achieve the goal of eating meat and drinking soup.

Zhang Jun originally wanted to tell them more details, but after just a while, the disciple battle below was over.

In the end, it was the righteous disciples who narrowly won. Zhang Jun actually saw Song Guangming among the surviving disciples.

After this guy's cultivation was abolished, he practiced again, but he was like a fish in water, and his strength was much higher than before.

Song Guangming seemed to be aware that someone was peeping at him. When he looked back, he saw Zhang Jun in the audience, staring at him with squinted eyes.

Song Guangming grinned and wanted to say something, but when he saw that Zhang Jun was wearing a robe that could only be enjoyed by Wusheng Sect elders, his expression suddenly changed, and the joy on his face suddenly disappeared.

Immediately, he took a random draw during the lottery, lowered his head and left quickly.

Obviously, Song Guangming was stimulated by Zhang Jun's changes.

This was not just a change in strength. Zhang Jun was promoted to the elder of the Wusheng Sect, and his status was equal to that of his master. This strong sense of gap made it difficult for Song Guangming to accept.

It was obvious that when the two of them met, my cultivation level was still higher than his.

He was the one who chased him back then and fled like a dog.

It was also him who severely wounded him, causing him to return defeated.

He was the one who defeated him, so he should have been devastated, but looking at it now, this guy looked more like the winner in the first place.

He was the one who was completely defeated.

With this complicated mood, Song Guangming's heart was filled with a strong sense of frustration.

Compared to Song Guangming's embarrassment, Zhang Jun is now relieved.

He just glanced at Song Guangming one more time, but that didn't mean he would take him seriously.

In other words, Song Guangming didn't deserve to be hated by him.

If the two met outside, Zhang Jun would even want to thank him. If he hadn't failed so badly in the first place, he might not have made such rapid progress.

I hope I will have the opportunity to fight him again in the future. Of course, I hope this guy can catch up with me as soon as possible.

Zhang Jun stood up and raised his hands to Lao Zhao and the others behind him: "Brothers, it's my turn next."

"Go ahead and fight well, so that we can go out and brag to those old guys from the Ten Thousand Demons Sect."

Lao Zhao and others waved.

"Definitely not humiliated!"

Zhang Jun turned around and walked down from the auditorium to the preparation stage.

As a result, Zhang Jun was stunned as soon as he entered the preparation stage.

I saw the third senior brother Huang Mao squatting on the ground with a sad face. When he saw Zhang Jun coming, he didn't want to pay attention. However, thinking of Zhang Jun's current status, he could only stand up feebly and cupped his hands towards Zhang Jun and said: "Disciple pays homage to Elder Zhao."

This was said weakly, with great reluctance, and with helpless sadness.

"Hey, what a coincidence?"

"skillful?"

Huang Mao was about to curse, but he could only hold back the words and explained with a grimace: "Elder Zhao proposed that every time you enter the competition in the future, one or two of the six true disciples of the Wusheng Sect must be selected to accompany you. Me and This Senior Brother Yang is in the first round.”

Huang Mao pointed to the thin-faced young man beside him and said.

The young man was more discerning than Huang Mao. He took a step forward and cupped his hands and said, "Greetings to Elder Zhao. This junior, Yang Qingshan, is a disciple of Elder Wu and has been ordered to protect the elder."

"Protect?"

Zhang Jun understood immediately and waved his hand: "It's not protection, it's training together. If you encounter danger, run away if you can. Don't worry about me."

"Hahaha, Elder Zhao is indeed quick to talk, but it is precisely because of this that the disciple is willing to follow Elder Zhao to practice together. To be honest with Elder Zhao, the disciple is about to enter the Tao. At the critical moment, he can forcefully break through the shackles and help Elder Zhao."

After Zhang Jun heard this, he looked at Yang Qingshan carefully. Sure enough, this man was already concentrating on the stars, and he was blessed with a little bit of the power of the stars.

"Prisoner Feng of the Ten Thousand Demons Cult pays homage to the senior."

"Shang Yinling of the Soul Refining Valley pays homage to the senior."

"He Xinhuan of the Five Emperors Demon Temple pays homage to the senior."

At this time, the other three people came forward and said to Zhang Jun.

Although Zhang Jun is an elder of the Wusheng Sect, etiquette must not be messed up. After all, according to status, Zhang Jun is equal to their master. Being rude to Zhang Jun is also a kind of contempt for his own master.

Zhang Jun looked over and saw that the three of them had the cultivation level of one Yuwu and two Chengtai. Together with the three people on their side, they happened to be a six-person team.

(End of this chapter)