My Master is Lin Zhengying

Stronger than young masters like Chu Yi, Ping Canghai, and Chang Fei.

The weak ones even had casual cultivators at the first level of Huang Jie, who ran up to the stage to make up the numbers.

The battles change very quickly, so far only Chu Yi has won three games in a row.

Of course, the top players of all factions have not yet appeared.

Because the prizes this time are too rich, they are all rushing to be the first.

Now, let the low-level monks consume themselves.

In this way, it is possible to prevent being picked up by others to the greatest extent.

It can also consume more people to the greatest extent.

Once this number exceeds half of the time.

The top masters of each faction will end one by one...

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In a blink of an eye, three hours passed.

Although three hours had passed, no one felt bored.

On the contrary, it was very exciting.

The reason is simple, the arena is not only intense, but also has many hilarious moments.

At this moment, Jiale Wencai and the others couldn't sit still.

Jia Le stood up and said to Nan Chen and the others:

"Nanchen, Qiusheng, we're going to be on stage first."

Nan Chen nodded.

He is going to compete for the first place, and he is not suitable to be on stage yet.

Qiu Sheng Xuan ranks first level, although he doesn't think he can compete for the first place, but he also intends to assist Nan Chen to win the first place.

Help Nanchen, first clear the obstacles.

So, I didn't plan to go on stage at the moment.

Afterwards, Jia Le, A Hao, and A Qiang went directly to the bottom of the ring.

At this moment, a casual cultivator of the fourth heaven of the yellow rank won.

Before he had time to cheer, Wen Cai was already holding his Jiuju staff, and was pushed to the edge of the ring by Jia Le and A Hao.

One of the four major Daoist families, a descendant of the Ma family.

Seeing Wencai approaching the edge of the ring, holding a strange stick, trembling.

A particularly ugly bob made him feel less threatened.

Also laughed:

"Friend Daoist, are you going to challenge me?"

Wen Cai has always been timid, and he spoke well just now, but now that the critical moment has come, he backs down a bit.

"That, I, I..."

For a moment, Wencai didn't know what to say.

Nan Chen and Qiu Sheng watched from afar, and smiled wryly.

Literary talents are good at everything, but timid and afraid of getting into trouble is not good.

Jia Le and Ah Hao, who took him off the stage, saw each other, but cheered up:

"Wen Cai, what are you afraid of!"

"It's Wencai, don't be cowardly! You can beat him!"

Literary talent is now at the fifth level of the yellow rank.

As long as he fights well and defeats this fourth-heaven Ma family disciple, it will be no problem at all.

"Hey brother, do you want to fight? If you don't fight, I'll go up and challenge him?"

A disciple of a small sect spoke to Wen Cai.

Wen Cai swallowed, feeling a little flustered.

After all, he was too weak, and hundreds of people gathered around to watch.

But Wen Cai took one last glance at Nan Chen and Qiu Sheng on the high platform.

Qiu Sheng yelled until his face was red and his neck was thick:

"Wen Cai, what the hell are you doing! If you can't beat me, I will avenge you in a while!"

Nan Chen didn't shout, but made a gesture of victory.