Xianlu Spring and Autumn

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Three months later, Wanding City, the underground wrestling field, and the seven major cities of Lihun Continent, all have different styles, with charming swords, majestic dragon feathers, beautiful star breeze, and Wanding is desolate.But the underground wrestling fields are roughly similar, they are all huge caves located more than 30 feet underground in the center of the city.

This cave was not dug out by monks with great mana, but a place of refuge dug out by the ancestors of the barbarians in order to avoid the attacks of monsters and beasts. The most solemn underground wrestling match of the barbarians.

After the Immortal Island forces came to the Lihun Continent, it also became a place for selecting outstanding barbarian junior monks for the Immortal Island. It is usually completely closed and only opened once every hundred years.

Ever since the master of Wanding Mansion Kuanglei Laoxian announced the resumption of the underground wrestling competition, this place that has been silent for a hundred years has become lively again, and a large number of monks are welcome to watch every day. [

Many monks think they have the strength to enter the top [-] even if they participate, but they still don't want to let go of the opportunity to watch it. If they can learn a little bit from other people's spells, it is not a small chance to gain.

On the platform, there are two figures, you come and go, they are fighting hard, both of them are Lei Xiu, the cultivation base of the Great Consummation of Foundation Establishment, one after another bright electric light, waved casually, and the light and shadow reflected in the underground cave Suddenly, there was an endless crackling sound, because there was a barrier around them, the two of them didn't have to worry about affecting Gu, they used all kinds of usual tricks to press the bottom of the box, and the viewers were dazzled.

"These two guys. How long will they be dawdling? After fighting for so long, the winner has not yet been decided."

Although the two played jle, the audience didn't seem to buy it. In the surrounding viewing platforms, there were monks whispering in a rather disdainful tone.

"Be patient. After the fight, it will be the turn of the Jindan team, but having said that, if the monks on Xianren Island want to choose apprentices, they can just take away the twenty best monks who are in the middle and middle stages of Jindan. What's the use of picking up waste from the foundation building period?"

Another person answered, his face was full of resentment, and there was a sense of sadness in his words, as if he was dissatisfied with the Foundation Establishment cultivators taking away their opportunity.

"I once heard a senior say it. Tens of thousands of years ago, there was indeed only the competition of the Golden Core group. For some reason, there was a competition of the Foundation Establishment group later."

"I see."

The two chatted for a few more words, but they were not interested in the fight in the arena. They both had the cultivation base of the early stage of Jindan, so they naturally looked down on the ongoing competition of the foundation building group, in fact.This is also the same feeling in the hearts of many other monks in the field, especially the two players in the field.They are all ordinary foundation-building monks, and their spells are even more common.

On the viewing platform, most of the monks were bored. Their eyes glanced at the connected stone chambers at the highest point of the viewing platform from time to time, and powerful breaths came from them.There is a place where the monks of the Jindan group temporarily retreat and rest.

The selection method of the underground wrestling competition is somewhat special. It lasts for one month. In the first half month, all participating monks will have three competitions every day.Only the top 20 players with the most cumulative wins in each group can finally enter the knockout round in the second half of the month, and [-] people will be finally selected. All competition arrangements will be made by the messenger of Xianren Island in Wanding City Take charge personally.

During the fight, life and death are inevitable. If the survivors kill each other, they will not be punished. Instead, they will be more sought after by the barbarians. This is a custom passed down from generation to generation by the barbarians.However, if the opponent admits defeat in advance, he has to kill the opponent with ruthless hands.

Just as everyone was discussing, the winner was already decided in the field. One of the tall monks, relying on his cultivation base, was superior, and finally broke the opponent's protective gas mask, and the opponent was electrocuted into charcoal.

The atmosphere outside the arena suddenly became lively, and there was a lot of applause, but whether it was applauding for the winner or rejoicing that the chat competition was finally over, it is not known.

On a platform at the highest point of the cave, a monk with the appearance of a middle-aged man sat cross-legged, coldly watching the monks in the field showing off their victories wantonly, and snorted disdainfully.

This person was dressed like an ordinary barbarian monk, wearing only a few pieces of animal skin-like clothes, his two thick arms were exposed, his body was full of muscles, exuding a terrifying aura like a prehistoric beast, occasionally flickering a few times In the eyes, the light is so bright that it is impossible to look directly at it.

"In the next foundation-building group match, arrange a stronger opponent for this guy. I don't want to see such a waste again. It's a waste of my time."

The voice was cold and domineering.

"Yes!"[

The person who answered was a young monk standing beside him. This man was handsome and majestic, with a calm and unhurried expression. His face was extremely respectful, without the slightest hint of arrogance.

If you look carefully, this person has six to seven points of similarities with Lei Han.

"The next competition in the golden core group will be for your sister, Lei Ling, to face that Lei Xiu who came from another place!"

The middle-aged man's expression was cold.

The young monk was slightly stunned, his eyes flashed a look of struggle, as if he didn't want to see his younger sister confront the Lei Xiu from other places that the middle-aged man said.

The middle-aged man squinted at him, and said with a sneer, "Lei Li, do you have any objections? Are you worried about your sister's safety, or are you worried that she will be killed, and you need to make up for the predicament she is in now?"

"Junior dare not!"

The young monk named Lei Li lowered his head deeply, with a gloomy look in his eyes. The middle-aged man beside him is the messenger of Immortal Island in Wanding City. His name is Fei Xin. When he was young, he was a well-known The cold-blooded generation, after going to Immortal Island, his cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds, and now he is a great monk in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, but his temperament is as cold as ever, killing and exterminating corpses at every turn, even the old fairy Kuang Lei respects him .

"Since you dare not, why don't you announce it quickly?"

Fei Xin's big eyes opened suddenly, and he scolded hurriedly, the tyrannical breath came straight to Lei Li, like a strong wind, making people unable to stand still.

Lei Li's hairs stood on end, he didn't dare to delay any longer, and hurried to the stone room below.

Looking at Lei Li's flustered figure, Fei Xin slightly twitched the corner of his mouth, and said to himself in a voice that only he could hear: "Kuang Lei, you old bastard, everyone calls me Compared with you, I am still far behind in terms of cruelty."

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After a while, all the cultivators on the viewing platform suddenly became more excited, and the voices of discussion were buzzing like a downtown.

"This match turned out to be Princess Lei Ling's match!"

"Princess Lei Ling is not unusual, her opponent is the real powerful person."

The person who spoke earlier obviously had just come to watch the underground wrestling competition not long ago, and asked curiously: "Why do you say that, fellow daoist, that guy only has the cultivation level of the early stage of Jindan, and he is even inferior to Princess Lei Ling. In this match, there should be no suspense in winning or losing!"

"Haha, fellow daoist, you got it wrong. That guy is not easy. Since he participated in the underground wrestling, he has fought 22 times in a row, and he has never lost a single one. Even against the middle-stage Jindan monks who came out of the city lord's mansion, he can win the final battle." victory."

"Oh? Is there such a powerful guy in Wanding City? I don't think I've seen him before."

"His origin is a bit strange. He suddenly appeared in Wanding City. He has a few thunder techniques that he has never heard of, and his power is quite powerful. Many people suspect that he is a disciple of a powerful Nascent Soul Loose Cultivator."

"Oh……"

In the wrestling field, Lei Ling had an outstanding appearance and a graceful figure, like a fairy in the sky, standing tall and graceful, standing on the ground, silently sizing up his opponent. [

Her news is of course much better than that of ordinary monks. This person came to Wanding City suddenly more than three months ago. Because she was a casual cultivator at the early stage of Golden Core that I had seen personally, when I signed up for the underground wrestling competition, He was even ridiculed for a while, and was seen clearly by almost every monk watching the battle.

But in the first competition he participated in, he killed a casual cultivator in the mid-stage of Jindan cleanly, which shocked the audience. Afterwards, this person won consecutive battles, and even the monks in the city lord's mansion were no opponents. Exhausted, but the victory was nothing.

Although Lei Ling has a noble status, he is not valued by the old fairy Kuanglei. In terms of strength, he is much worse than those monks in the City Lord's Mansion who are often taught by the old fairy Kuanglei.

Thinking of the opponent's method of killing the opponent, and the staring gaze of the hungry wolf who came to search for the storage bag, Lei Ling couldn't stop trembling in his heart, hesitated for a moment and said: "This time, I admit defeat!"

There was an uproar in the field! (to be continued...)