Demon Concubine Yutian

4200 - New arena dark horse

Even if it's just one pillar, the people in the ring have to bear the effects of four pillars at the same time.

No wonder Si Shitian couldn't use the Heaven and Earth Tribulation Fire Sword and Nameless Bell properly!
"You have to honestly improve your skills, otherwise I will go to the third and fourth districts with Yu, and you will have to stay here alone."

Ye Luo suddenly hit Si Shitian who was too lazy to practice.

"No, how can you and the fourth brother be so cruel, these people are like wolves and tigers, throwing me here is not like throwing sheep into the wolf's den."

Ye Luo squinted at Si Shitian with a mentally retarded expression: "How did you conclude that you are a sheep?"

"Don't you agree, then it's okay if I'm a rabbit!"

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At this time, the publicity board directly in front of them matched the names of two people, and then two disciples stood out from the crowd, ready to compete in the ring.

Si Shitian immediately explained to Ye Luo: "The winner of these two people can choose to go to the ring, or continue to fight the next one. In the past, there were often cases where disciples fought for three or four hours in a row in the ring, but now there is a formation , I’m afraid no one can last too many rounds.”

There are two disciples, one is Baoshuzong, wearing brown clothes, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, but he is bald.

The other is Beimingzong, tall and thin, wielding a mace-shaped weapon.

As soon as the two disciples entered the arena, they even skipped the steps of saluting and greetings, and started fighting directly.

After all, under the action of the four pillars, walking is very troublesome. Everyone wants to decide the outcome in the shortest time, so it is a housekeeping skill to make a move.

The disciples of the Northern Ming Sect were slightly stronger in momentum, and as they waved the mace, the disciples of the Baoshu Sect were forced to back away again and again.

One blow failed, and the Beimingzong disciple made three moves in a row. Under the tremendous pressure of the formation, the mace swiped vertically and swept across, completely sealing off the space of the Baoshuzong disciple.

The Baoshu Sect disciple lowered his arms, revealing dozens of golden rings on his arms, then squatted down, raised his arms, and forcibly accepted the move of the Beiming Sect disciple.

Ye Luo looked a little confused from the audience. Although this disciple of the Baoshu Sect had an amazing defensive ability, what kind of calculation was he planning if he only defended but didn't fight back?
But what happened next immediately dispelled Ye Luo's doubts.

Although the disciples of the Baoshu Sect only defended and did not attack, as time passed, the disciples of the Beiming Sect became weaker and weaker due to the oppression of the formation.

The mace in his hand was no longer capable of any decent attacks, and in the end he couldn't even swing it!

The disciples of the Baoshu Sect were full of energy, and their movements were always flexible, until they punched the disciples of the Beiming Sect out of the ring.

Si Shitian was surprised and said: "I have an impression of Baoshuzong's bald head. His ranking is just over a thousand. His strength is very weak. How come he is so powerful all of a sudden!"

Ye Luo nodded and said, "Don't you find it strange that this disciple of Baoshu Sect seems to be unaffected by the formation, and there is no sign of exhaustion at all."

"Yes, there must be a problem!"

When Ye Luo and Si Shitian were discussing this matter, Ye Luo noticed a slight detail.

When the disciple of Baoshu Sect got off the ring and waited, he took out a small black pill from his pocket while no one was paying attention, then pretended to yawn, and swallowed it.

Ye Luo stared at the small pill and suddenly realized that the Baoshu Sect is good at refining medicine, so the disciple took the pill that can replenish the madness in the body in a short time!
(End of this chapter)