Junjie Game, the first game.

Zhao Lengcang, a young hero from Qingyun Castle, fights Wang Xiu, a young hero from Qianshan Castle.

The two are about the same age, both of them are sixteen years old, and they are both at the fifth level of Qi Refining - Qi Gathering Realm.

In Fuling Mountain, it is already a remarkable achievement to be able to cultivate to the fifth level of Qi refining at the age of sixteen! Usually, the two are also quite famous talents in Fuling Mountain, so after they came on stage, they attracted a lot of praise from the surroundings!

However, Zhao Qi, Zhuge Xuan and Luo Wushuang all had indifferent expressions!

After sympathizing with each other, the two of them began to compete. Both sides used the mysterious skills in the castle, the Xuanyun Fort used the Cloud Palm, and the Xuanhun Fort used the Fire of the Qianshan Fort.

The two sides fought back and forth, and the fighting was so vigorous that they flew with energy. The audience in the stands around shouted loudly, waving flags and shouting for their respective camps. Luo Wushuang took a few glances and sent a message to Zhuge Yu.

"I use ordinary mysterious skills. I will be satisfied after reading it once. I will hurry up and have a next game."

Finally, the two fought for half an hour, and Wang Xiu of Qianshan Castle won the victory with a slight advantage! At this time, Luo Wushuang was almost asleep when he saw it.

It's the second game.

Zhao Zishan, who is at the sixth level of Qi Refining in Qingyun Castle, fights against King Yongxian, who is at the sixth level of Qi Refining in Qianshan Castle.

Luo Wushuang finally made a strong interest in watching, but when she saw that both sides were still using the unique skills of "Pengyun Palm" and "Fire Fire Xuanhu Gong", Luo Wushuang suddenly became angry.

"I'm bored, won't these countrymen use any other mysterious skills?"

"I only know a rare mysterious skill!" Zhuge Yu was ashamed, and then replied: "The country people are poor and have short knowledge. It would be great if they can learn a mysterious skill."

"That's boring. Let's go, let's go, let's go, let's not wait here." Luo Wushuang was indeed very casual, and got up and walked downstairs.

Zhuge Xuan had no choice but to say goodbye.

Zhao Xiong and Wang Suhu looked ugly, but they didn't dare to offend Ling Yaoshi. Seeing that the two were about to leave the main stand, Luo Wushuang suddenly looked at Zhao Qi. Her eyes lit up and said to Zhuge Xuan, "I'm bored, that person is a bit interesting. Yes, it's that boy in blue! I want to watch him play, you can find a way."

When Zhuge Xuan heard Luo Wushuang's voice transmission, he thought to himself: "Little ancestor, you are so good at making trouble. Are you going to kill someone or kill me like this?"

But there was no way, Zhuge Xuan had to stop and turn around and whisper a few words to Zhao Xiong.

Zhao Xiong's expression remained unchanged, but he was muttering in his heart: "How could Zhuge Xuan suddenly fall in love with Zhao Qi? Is there something unusual about him? It's not like him! For five years, Zhao Xiong secretly sent someone to monitor Zhao Qi for a while, but found that Zhao Qi only knew how to practice martial arts blindly and had no potential!"

No matter what, Zhuge Xuan had to give face, so Zhao Xiong sent someone to call Zhao Qi to the main stand.

At this moment, Zhao Qi's heart was also stirred up. The little girl just looked at me again. Something must have happened, so I have to deal with it carefully.

Sure enough, as soon as the idea was finished, someone came to inform him to go to the main stand. Zhao Qi calmed down again and followed the person to the main stand.

Some people around him also saw this scene, and they were also wondering why the castle lord asked a waste and a broom to go up! They were all waiting to watch the show!

After Zhao Qi came to the stage, he saluted Zhao Xiong first. Zhao Xiong said coldly: "Fellow Daoge Zhuge, if you have something to ask you, please answer carefully, do you know?"

Zhao Qixin was angry, but he still resisted and said, "Yes!"

Zhuge Xuan asked softly: "What's your name?"

Zhao Qi replied: "Zhao Qi."

Zhuge Xuan asked again: "How is the cultivation level?"

Zhao Qi replied: "The first level of Qi refining!"

Zhuge Xuan shook his head and said, "I don't think it looks like it!"

Zhuge Xuan's words immediately made Zhao Qi want to run away immediately, but when he saw the people around him sneered, he calmed down and said, "Master thinks there is no difference?"

Zhuge Xuan thought: "I think you are just a waste with the first level of Qi refining, it's all! This little ancestor around me said you don't look like you!"

Luo Wushuang looked at Zhao Qi with interest, and a hint of green stars flashed in his bright and flirted eyes, and then another sound was passed to Zhuge Xuan.

After hearing this, Zhuge Xuan said to Zhao Qi with a strange expression: "If you look like it or not, you will know if you compete! Have you seen the game in the audience? If your castle lord is willing to let you play on behalf of Qingyun Castle, my teacher is willing to give each of the two castles a hundred innate pills!"

"Are you serious?" Zhao Xiong and Wang Suhu stood up in surprise.

Innate Pills! The hard currency between innate martial artists! Each innate Pill is equivalent to one hundred Qi Refining Pills! That hundred innate Pills is ten thousand Qi Refining Pills, and Qingyun Castle earns only 30,000 Qi Refining Pills a year.

Each innate pill can save the innate level monks one month's practice, and there are 100. With 100 innate pills, you should be able to reach the peak of the first level of the innate level, and then you can reach the second level of the innate level!

"Take it seriously!" Zhuge Xuanxing said with a straight face: "But he must be one to five at a time!"

Wang Suhu immediately smiled.

Zhao Xiong's face looked a little ugly.

Wang Suhu was happy to watch the joke and said, "I think it's OK. Fellow Daoge did this, there must be his reason. Master Zhao, you are reluctant to let him fight because you are reluctant to let him go, right?"

Zhao Xiong fired back and said, "You are fanning the flames, it's unfair."

Zhuge Xuan's expression twitched again, he added weights and said, "If he loses, I will compensate Qingyun Castle with another 5,000 Qi Refining Pills."

Five thousand Qi Refining Pills are exactly the profit of Xuan Iron Mine in five years!

Zhao Xiong was also moved immediately.

Seeing that both sides were about to agree, Zhuge Xuan added: "What I asked for is a bloody fight! It's not as simple as a competition, knocking people off the ring!"

The blood fight is about seeing blood! The cruelty is only the battle of life and death! The failure side can be cured for several months, and the cultivation level will be reversed.

Wang Suhu had no objection, and any disciples on his side would kill this kid!

On Zhao Xiong's side, Elder Yun approached and said to Zhao Xiong: "Master, Zhao Chuzhen is still locked in the water prison. Even if his son has any problems, he will be considered a disaster."

Zhao Qi's audio-visual videos are already extremely sensitive. When he heard Elder Yun say this, he immediately secretly hated that he did not punch this old man to death that night!

Although Zhao Qi's ears only moved slightly, he still did not hide from Luo Wushuang's eyes. Luo Wushuang was even happier!

Zhao Qi had long been used to the Elders' suppression of his father and son, and had no reaction at all. One day he would make these elders suffer.

After Zhao Xiong got the opinions of the elders, he completely ignored Zhao Qi's own ideas and wanted to agree to Zhuge Xuan. But at this moment, Zhao Qi suddenly stood up and said loudly: "Slow down! You can agree to the lord of the castle, but I have a condition!"

"Bold! There is no place for you, a sinner son, to speak here!" An elder suddenly scolded Zhao Qi loudly.

Zhao Qi was unmoved and said coldly: "It's okay if you don't agree to my conditions. I won't go to the battle!"

"It's so great! Master of the Castle, let me teach this little beast a lesson!"

"Elder Qiu, calm down! Why bother with a young man?" Zhao Xiong stopped Elder Qiu and asked Zhao Qi: "What are your conditions? Tell me out."

"If I lose, life and death are my own business, but if I win, Zhao Qi stared at Zhao Xiong and said word by word: "You must let my dad out!"

"Haha, Elder Yun, did you hear it? This little beast is dreaming in the daytime!"

Zhao Xiong thought Zhao Qi had some requests, so it was this! What's wrong with agreeing to you first? If you lose, I have the benefits. If you win, whether you let your father go or not, it's still our words. If you don't admit your account, how can you stand by me?

So, Zhao Xiong nodded and said, "I promise you!"

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Soon, the news that Zhao Qi fought with five people spread throughout the audience.

Under the arena, Junjie from Qianshan Fort and Junjie from Qingyun Fort stood together, and they were also discussing this matter.

The heroes on Qingyun Castle are led by Zhao Zhitang. Zhao Zhitang has the highest cultivation among the five people, which is the seventh level of Qi Refining.

Zhao Zhitang said to a young man in Qianshan Fort: "Brother Wang Chang, the finale of this Junjie Tournament was originally a matter between you and me, and now the limelight can only be left to you. Haha."

Wang Chang smiled and said, "What's the point of showing off this kind of limelight? I'll let Wang Xiu go to the battle alone later."

Wang Xiu also smiled and said, "Leave it to me, Master Chang, I will definitely let this kid get out of bed for a year."

Junjie next to him suddenly laughed, someone said, "Wang Xiu, do you dare to gamble? Kill that kid within ten moves. If you win, I will give out fifty Qi Refining Pills."

Wang Chang suddenly became interested and smiled and said, "Haha, okay, interesting. I'll bet on the banker, you all come and place your bets!"
Chapter completed!