Not only Yunjiao was stunned, but also the middle-aged man.
He looked at Yun Jiao and said after careful consideration: "Master, I can see that you have great confidence in your friend."
"But leapfrog combat is not that easy. You must know that there is a big gap between the Soaring Sky Realm and the Mysterious Hidden Realm."
The middle-aged man was about to continue his earnest persuasion.
However, Ye Qingchen reached out and interrupted him: "No need to say any more, it's decided."
"..."
The middle-aged man hesitated to speak.
"But we can't arrange for him an opponent in the late stage of the Mysterious Hidden Realm."
Ye Qingchen spoke out.
Before coming to Zhan Yuan Kingdom, he had sparred several times with Yun Jiao, who had unleashed the power of [Crazy War], and accurately found out his upper limit.
The upper limit that Yunjiao can reach is the sixth level of the Mysterious Hidden Realm.
"……All right."
The middle-aged man had no choice but to give up trying.
In my heart, I just thought that these two people came to Zhan Yuan Kingdom to broaden their horizons.
"What about you, sir? Are you a spectator or a participant in the war?"
"I'm with him."
"Then you... also want to challenge opponents at the Mysterious Hidden Realm level?"
"No."
Ye Qingchen shook his head and said with a smile: "I want to fight Wang Xiang."
"???"
The middle-aged man's mouth was slightly open, his face full of surprise, as if he had seen a ghost in broad daylight.
It took him a long time to come back to his senses.
"Madman...this is definitely a madman!!"
The middle-aged man suddenly felt that his previous behavior in persuading them was like a retard.
A guy from the Soaring Realm... threatened to fight Wang Xiang...
What is this if not crazy?!
He was too lazy to argue with Ye Qingchen anymore and gave up the struggle directly, saying: "What about the specific level of the opponent?"
"Mid-term King Prime Minister."
Ye Qingchen spoke out.
Although with his current strength, he should be enough to fight against the late king.
But now he doesn't want to be too high-profile and attract attention.
"..."
The middle-aged man twitched the corner of his mouth, used his true energy to record the level of the opponent they had chosen on the light screen, and then said:
"Please tell me your names."
"I..."
Ye Qingchen glanced at Yun Jiao and said:
"My name is Ye Jiao, and his name is Yun Chen."
Yunjiao: "?"
Yun Jiao hesitated to speak, and finally remained silent.
The middle-aged man wrote down their names, followed by a light curtain.
The light curtain immediately turned into a light spot, drawing a streamline in the air and flying towards a certain direction in the competition field.
Then the middle-aged man began to close his eyes.
"He is sending messages secretly."
Yun Jiao whispered.
Ye Qingchen nodded.
The big boss who wants to control this arena should be in the arena right now.
After a while, the middle-aged man opened his eyes and said, "Okay, your opponents have been arranged."
He took out two number plates: "This is your number plate. When someone in the competition field reads your number, you can go on the field to fight against others."
Ye Qingchen and Yunjiao took the number plates.
The numbers above are No. 27 and No. 18 respectively.
"By the way, I have a question."
Before entering the competition arena, Ye Qingchen suddenly asked: "If we lose, will there be any punishment?"
Are you just thinking of this now?
The middle-aged men couldn't help but feel a little funny.
However, he patiently explained: "There will be no penalty for losing once or twice."
"But if you lose too much, you have to pay the corresponding gold coins to Yin Yumen."
"If you can't afford it, you will become a slave of the Silver Feather Sect and be sent to the mines to mine."
Hearing this, Ye Qingchen raised his eyebrows, but he was not too surprised.
If you win, you will get a bonus, but if you lose, there will be no cruel punishment.
But compared to the news Ye Qingchen heard from Shang Yunqi, this punishment was undoubtedly much better.
"Don't you want to throw people into the Falling Soul Abyss?" Ye Qingchen asked.
"Master Ye knows about Falling Soul Abyss? It seems he also has a certain understanding of Zhan Yuan Kingdom."
The middle-aged man was startled for a moment, then said immediately: "That is a measure that other sects would take. For our Silver Feather Sect, that method is too ruthless, so we did not adopt it."
Ye Qingchen nodded.
Looking at it this way, Yinyu Sect is indeed a relatively upright sect in Zhanyuan.
"How about it? It's not too late to change the opponent's level of battle now."
Seeing Ye Qingchen's silence, the middle-aged man thought he was hesitant, so he said:
"I think Young Master Ye should also be a peerless genius with outstanding combat capabilities, that's why he is so confident in his own strength."
"However, I still recommend not to be too ambitious, otherwise you will fall apart when the time comes."
The middle-aged man said: "Why don't you also fight against opponents at the Mysterious Hidden Realm level?"
"No need, I am very confident in my own strength. Thank you for your kindness."
Ye Qingchen waved his hand and led Yun Jiao into the competition arena, leaving only the middle-aged man messy in the wind.
…
As soon as you enter the competition arena, you can hear the roaring noises and shouts.
Ye Qingchen looked around and saw that the spectator seats around him were almost full.
Most of the people looked at the battle on the competition stage with flushed faces, and the shouts never stopped.
You don't need to think about it to know that they should have opened the game outside the competition venue.
"Are you two participants in the war or spectators?"
A man dressed as an attendant came over and asked Ye Qingchen and Yun Jiao.
"Combatant."
Ye Qingchen showed him his and Yun Jiao's number plates.
After reading the number plate, the attendant nodded, then turned around and said:
"Please follow me, your preparation table is over here."
Following the attendant, Ye Qingchen could see many people sitting in the preparation table in front of him.
These people's bodies are filled with evil spirits and covered with scars. At first glance, they look like people who have experienced hundreds of battles.
And it can be seen from the aura on their bodies...even the weakest, their cultivation level is roughly at the middle stage of the Mysterious Hidden Realm!
"As expected of the Zhanyuan Kingdom... those who can come here are quite strong."
Yunjiao chose a seat, sat down, and spoke in a low voice.
Ye Qingchen also sat down, his posture was much more relaxed than Yun Jiao.
"That's natural. After all, this is a country with a 'warlike' nature. Coupled with the nature of the competition venue, how can anyone who can come here continue to stay here if they don't have two brushes?"
While Ye Qingchen and Yun Jiao were sizing up these people, these people were also sizing them up secretly.
Naturally, the auras of Ye Qingchen and Yun Jiao could not hide from their perceptions.
This surprised them.
"Tiankong Realm? When did the minor characters from the Tengkong Realm dare to come to the Silver Feather Competition Arena?"
"Looking at their age... I guess they are young men from aristocratic families who have never been out. They want to come here to broaden their horizons."
"Haha, the little brat can just sit over there to broaden his horizons, but why come here? I'm afraid he hasn't learned his lesson, right?"
"I don't know what level of opponents they will face later. If they are just opponents of the same level, it would be too boring."
"Haha, even at the same level, those who have experienced battles and fights in the martial arts arena are much better than those like them who grew up in rich clothes and fine food."
"That's right, maybe with two clicks, these two little brats will start crying on the spot."
These people laughed loudly, and their voices were not concealed during the conversation, and Ye Qingchen and Yun Jiao heard everything.
"These guys... are simply too arrogant!"
Yun Jiao clenched his fists and gritted his teeth angrily.
Ye Qingchen was indifferent to this.
In other words, they don't bother to get angry at these comments.
He said calmly: "Don't pay too much attention to these people."
"After you show your strength, they will naturally shut up."
Yunjiao nodded, stopped talking, and began to calmly adjust his condition.
After two games, the referee on the stage read:
"On the 18th, Yun Chen, please come on stage quickly!"
"On the 35th, Wen Haoqiong, please come on stage quickly!"
"It's your turn."
Ye Qingchen turned his head and showed an encouraging smile: "Senior Brother Yun, pay attention to your own safety."
"Don't worry, I will."
Yun Jiao nodded, and at the same time glanced sideways at the people who had ridiculed them before: "By the way, I will tell them to shut up."
As soon as he finished speaking, he jumped onto the competition stage.
The appearance of Yun Jiao made everyone present startled.
Because they have never seen such a young combatant.
And the aura on his body that belonged to the Soaring Realm level surprised them even more.
Undoubtedly, the audience next to the audience suddenly burst into laughter and sarcasm.
Just like the previous scene.
However, Yun Jiao's mentality has been completely adjusted and he doesn't care about the voices and looks of these people at all.
"Hahahaha... Soaring Realm? You actually dare to come here?"
In a VIP room, a burly man with a stubble on his face laughed loudly: "His opponent, the one named Wen Haoqiong... I remember he is at the third level of the Mysterious Hidden Realm, right?"
"Doesn't this mean he will be hung up and beaten?"
Next to him, a red-haired woman with a voluptuous figure was gently shaking the red wine in her hand, with a sinister curve at the corner of her mouth.
"That's hard to say..."
Thinking of the message she had received before, the red-haired woman became very interested in this young man named "Yun Chen".
Dare to challenge an opponent in the Mysterious Hidden Realm with a cultivation level in the Soaring Sky Realm... I have to say, this situation is really rare.
"Oh? Could it be that Miss Murong has some news?"
The eyes of the bearded man roamed around her body wantonly, but he did not dare to make a move.
Because he knows better than anyone else that the enchanting-looking woman in front of him is actually a rose with poisonous thorns!
The red-haired woman smiled charmingly and shook her head: "You'll find out after you read it."
While they were talking, the game on the stage had already begun.
Before Yunjiao used the power of the [Crazy War] law, he was undoubtedly at a disadvantage.
His opponent, Wen Haoqiong, was chasing and beating Yunjiao with excitement, but he did not dare to use all his strength.
Because it's been a long time since he met a guinea pig that he could tease like this.
Teasing such an opponent will undoubtedly give him a lot of psychological pleasure.
"Hehehe... little guy, let's play with your Grandpa Wen next."
Wen Haoqiong's face was filled with a joking smile.
There were only a few stab wounds on his body, which could not hurt his vitals.
On the other hand, Yun Jiao had suffered several heavy blows from him before, with a trace of blood on the corners of his lips, and the Crazy Refining Sword he was holding tightly trembled slightly with his arms.
Obviously, his condition is not as good as before.
But this is exactly what Yunjiao wants.
Only in such a competition can he hone what he lacks most!
"It's time to show my true strength..."
Yun Jiao murmured softly.
As his voice fell, wisps of red manic aura suddenly rose from his body.
A breath of law-level turbulence spreads out!
"Oh? Are you finally going to use the power of law?"
Wen Haoqiong did not interrupt Yun Jiao, but looked at him with interest.
Soon, he regretted it.
Because he suddenly felt that after releasing the power of law, Yunjiao's aura was rapidly rising!
Undoubtedly, he is receiving some extremely exaggerated power of increase!
In just a few breaths, the aura on Yun Jiao's body had suddenly reached the Mysterious Hidden Realm!
Yun Jiao raised his head and looked at the stunned Wen Haoqiong with a pair of eyes full of high-spirited fighting spirit. He slowly raised the Crazy Sword in his hand and pointed it straight ahead.