Martial arts realm?

It seems that the people who came to challenge are not idiots.

Knowing that someone who can reach a high level of mortal realm in an instant is not a higher level, there is no need to show his shame.

Looking at this burly young man, Zhang Zhihao nodded and took notes.

at this time.

Tian Xiaorou, who was on the side, saw that her new opponent was such an oppressive man.

He pursed his lips subconsciously, and then said:

"Meiling...Tian Xiaorou."

"Cultivation...high level in the mortal realm..."

"Please...please enlighten me..."

As soon as Tian Xiaorou finished speaking, Lu Shan disappeared again.

But Huang Hu was already on guard.

The body shape also moved forward quickly.

Judging from the direction of his charge, it seemed that he wanted to directly deal with Tian Xiaorou, the pet owner.

But before he could take a few steps.

A phantom appeared on his path.

Seeing this, Huang Hu arched his body and made a strange hand gesture.

"roar!"

The next moment.

It was as if there was really a tiger roaring here.

However, the roar had just come out, before Huang Hu could make his next move.

Sudden.

With the rise and fall of a light and shadow.

Huang Hu seemed to be frozen, standing motionless on the ring.

Seeing this, Zhang Zhihao shook his head, sighed, and said:

"Meiling, Tian Xiaorou, win!"

As soon as the sound came out.

Only then did Huang Hu's body move.

"Poof!" sounded.

He spat out a mouthful of blood and staggered back several steps.

He only stopped when he was about to retreat to the edge of the ring.

He cupped his hands, turned around and left without saying a word.

The total fighting time before and after was no more than one minute.

Many of the onlookers hadn't come around yet, but this monk in the martial arts realm was defeated like this.

The speed is so fast that it is really jaw-dropping.

For a while, there was a lot of chatter around the ring, but most of them were curious about the chicken's combat power and bloodline.

Then, two more monks who were in the early stages of the martial arts realm came on stage.

The results are without exception.

Both battles were resolved within two moves.

Seeing that this defense was about to succeed, suddenly, a tall and thin figure appeared next to the ring and walked onto the ring step by step.

"Qian Yuan, Pan Wenwen."

"Cultivation level, high-level martial arts realm."

"Please show mercy."

As soon as these words came out, the fifteen arena, which was still buzzing with discussion just now, fell silent in an instant.

Everyone turned their attention to the tall and thin man who spoke.

"Oh my god! It's Qianyuan's people!"

"I heard that there was a quarrel between Lord Yuan and Lord Meiling. Is it true?"

"That must be true! Otherwise..."

For a moment, the surrounding topics were instantly detonated.

After hearing the other person's self-introduction and a few words from the people around him, Tian Xiaorou froze on the spot with some confusion.

Obviously.

She has not yet awakened from the question of why the other party, a high-level monk in the martial arts realm, challenged her.

At this time.

Under the ring, Qingliu said angrily:

"Qianyuan's! What do you mean!?"

"The high level of martial arts realm challenges the mortal realm?!"

"You are so capable, come and fight me!"

As she said this, she was about to climb onto the ring, but was stopped by referee Zhang Zhihao.

"The arena is an important place, no trouble is allowed!"

"I'm causing trouble!?"

When Qingliu heard this, he was so angry that he almost jumped up. He pointed at the tall and thin man and said with disbelief:

"He is a guy who is about to break through to the general realm, and he comes to the ring to challenge a man who has been in the mortal realm for five days and is less than ten years old!?"

"Am I causing trouble?"

Qingliu's question is correct.

This preliminary round is originally a competition between a bunch of novices. Generally speaking, it is a battle of the same level.

Even if it is a higher level, it is only a small level.

And someone like this high-level martial artist comes to challenge the high-level mortal...

This is no longer a matter of not respecting martial ethics.

It can be said that you don’t even have to lose face.

If everyone behaves like this in the future, we might as well stop the preliminaries and start the main game directly.

Seeing that the surrounding disciples also had opinions on this.

Zhang Zhihao turned around, looked at the tall and thin man named Pan Wenwen, and said:

"Qian Yuan, Pan Wenwen."

"Are you sure you want to challenge a nine-year-old girl who is at a high level in the mortal realm?"

The words are not stated clearly, but the meaning contained in them is very clear.

However, this Pan Wenwen didn't seem to understand at all, and he looked at him respectfully.

"Sure."

The words just fell.

The chicken figure in front of Tian Xiaorou disappeared again.

Seeing this, Pan Wenwen narrowed his eyes, raised his hand slightly, and made a few gestures in the air.

Immediately afterwards.

A light blue aura suddenly appeared around him.

‘Protective spell’!?

Seeing this clear stream of spiritual light, I couldn't help shouting:

"Be careful! It's the 'Spell Master'!"

‘Spell Master’?

What is that?

When the sound reached Lu Shan's ears, he had already arrived in front of the spiritual light.
To be continued...