Beijing National Museum, the second arena area.

In the middle of the wide and flat field, a circular arena of up to two meters high and three meters in diameter stands. The whole body is made of marble. Under the light, it gives people a feeling of hardness and heavyness.

The surface of the ring is bumpy and full of battle marks. You can even see dark red stains in some places. You don’t have to think about it and know what it is.

On the left and right sides of the ring, there was a warrior wearing a white training suit standing.

The warrior on the left is strong and burly, nearly two meters tall, with bare hair on his head, and his strong muscles almost broke the training suit, and his eyes shone brightly, which was daunting.

The warrior on the right is thin and has a long and narrow horse face. He looks extremely cold. He wraps his arms around his chest, stares at the ground, and ignores the surroundings, as if he is wandering around.

When Chen Qing came to the second arena area, the two warriors instantly attracted her attention.

She could feel the magnificent and vigorous qi and blood in the bodies of the two warriors, like two human-shaped stoves, constantly emitting terrible heat.

There is no doubt that these are two masters of Huajin, and they are very powerful.

Chen Qing took a deep breath, removed distracting thoughts, and instantly became calm.

As Lin Chong's apprentice, there are many strong people who have dealt with. Just two great successes in the War of Spirit will not make her lose her composure.

Chen Qing's eyes swept over the dragon-shaped signs on the chests of the two warriors, raised his willow eyebrows slightly, then he looked away quietly and observed the surroundings silently.

Unlike the lively scenes of the third and fourth arena areas, the second arena area is quite deserted.

There were more than 20 people standing sparsely in the field of hundreds of square meters, including men and women. Most of them were under thirty years old. They were all very arrogant and had divine light in their eyes. They kept a tacit distance from each other, and no one spoke.

Generally speaking, Grandmaster Huajin can be considered successful and famous. He needs money, power, status, and reputation, so not many people are willing to participate in the arena battle.

There is no benefit to win, but if you lose, you will lose. If that is the case, why bother yourself?

This is the common idea of ​​most masters of Huajin.

Of course, there are exceptions in everything.

There are always some masters of Huajin who are unwilling to accept the status quo and want to be favored by the Martial Alliance; or they are very confident in their own strength and hope to hone their skills through combat, so as to go further.

Chen Qing belongs to the latter.

Although she often "discussed" with Lin Chong, her practical experience is still very insufficient. This is a shortcoming that she must make up for. Her skills without the test of her actual combat are all fancy moves and are not useful.

Chen Qing continued to move his eyes and soon saw Su Yue and Yukino who were stopped outside the ring area.

It is strictly forbidden to approach the ring near the ring. On the one hand, it is to avoid affecting the performance of the contestants, and on the other hand, it is to ensure the safety of the public.

The two women clenched their fists and made a cheerful gesture to Chen Qing.

Chen Qing wanted to laugh, but found that he couldn't laugh, so he had to nod, then closed his eyes, and tried to adjust his breathing, so that his energy and spirit could always remain at its peak.

It is worth mentioning that next to the second arena area is the first arena area specially prepared for Grand Master Danjin, but there is no one there.

In a silent and tense atmosphere, time passes slowly.

"when!"

I don’t know how long it took, a loud bell suddenly came from the heads of everyone.

"here we go."

Chen Qing's heart hopped suddenly, his eyes slowly opened, and his sharp eyes looked straight towards the ring, while the blood flow was uncontrollably accelerated.

The reactions of the other contestants were similar to Chen Qing, and they all cheered up and did not dare to relax at all.

Suddenly, everyone's eyes burst into tears. Before they could see clearly, a tall figure fell from the sky like a meteor and landed steadily in the middle of the ring.

"boom!"

A dull sound.

The ring made of marble shook violently and a big pit was smashed by the figure. The surging waves of air were wrapped in gray-white dust, flying radially all over the sky.

Chen Qing's pupils instantly shrank to the size of a needle tip. From the figure, he felt a very strong sense of oppression, and his mind turned sharply: "At least it is the peak of the spiritual transformation!"

After more than ten seconds, the smoke and dust gradually dissipated, revealing the true face of the figure.

It was a middle-aged man with a buzz cut and an ordinary appearance. He was about thirty years old. He was wearing a brown training suit. The collar and cuffs were embroidered with abstract dragon-shaped patterns. His eyes opened and closed, and his breathtaking lightning burst out.

With the middle-aged man appearing, the atmosphere in the second arena is quiet.

The two warriors standing on the left and right of the ring quickly turned around, clasped their fists with their hands, bent down to salute the middle-aged man, and said in unison: "Greetings to Master Fu!"

"Master Duan, Master Mei, don't be polite."

The middle-aged man, known as Master Fu, did not take himself very seriously. Zhan Yan smiled and bowed his hand back. His eyes swept across the audience as if he was facing a great enemy, and he said lightly: "I, Mr. Fu Qing, is the head of the inspector of the local inspection institute, and was sent by His Excellency Du Huaizhen to serve as the referee in the second arena. You can rest assured."

After listening to Fu Qinghou's words, all the contestants, including Chen Qing, didn't know how to respond.

Within the Wu League, except for the leader and deputy leader, the four major inspection institutes of Tian, ​​Di, Xuan and Huang have the highest status. The inspection institute of Di characters ranks second among them, second only to the inspection institute of Tian characters.

As the head of the Di Inspection Institute, Fu Qinghou has a veritable position and power, far beyond the comparison of ordinary warriors.

However, it was such a big boss who actually reduced his dignity and served as the referee himself, which shows how much importance the Martial Arts Alliance attaches to the Martial Arts Conference.

"Since the number of applicants this time is lower than in previous years, the rules of the second arena area have been adjusted. You only need to defeat three people in a row to advance."

Fu Qinghou took two steps back and raised his hand to signal: "I and you all have very precious time, so I have little talk and start right away. Please ask Master Duan to announce the list of combat personnel."

"yes!"

The burly Master Duan took a step forward, and the sound was like a loud bell, which made everyone's eardrums tingle: "First game, Fan Rongming vs Zhan Jiajun!"

In the crowd, two warriors looked at each other, their eyes collided in the sky, and sparks flew everywhere.

"Swish!"

Just like an appointment, they jumped onto the ring at the same time, several meters apart, and stood opposite each other.

"The successor of the Yanqing Fist of Xingchuan, Zhan Jiajun, will teach you your master's skills." The handsome young warrior on the left, with a long and handsome face, clasped his fists solemnly and said in a deep voice.

Compared with Zhan Jiajun, Fan Rongming, who has dark skin and ugly appearance, looks like a farmer, with his two thick arms exposed outside, making him look even more rustic.
Chapter completed!