As the people outside let Ye Fan pass, he looked at a passage ahead.
He quickly entered the passage, walked through the corridor, and came to a hall.
In the center of the hall, there is a monk who is busy recording various information.
"You, new here?"
The monk who recorded the information asked Ye Fan.
"Yeah. Please take care of me!"
Ye Fan walked up to the monk and asked with a smile.
"care?"
The monk looked up at Ye Fan and showed a contemptuous smile, because he saw the mark of the thirty-six stars on Ye Fan.
"The monks who come here rely on their true strength!"
The monk looked at Ye Fan with a look of impatience. He had almost zero expectations for such a low-level star monk. It was impossible for him to make any achievements in the arena. He could only be cannon fodder.
"Zi Chenxing, Xuanyunmen, Ye Fan!"
"Thirty-six little stars? Haha. Boy, you are really brave."
"Just try your luck!"
"Try your luck? It's interesting, it just depends on how you die."
"Yeah?"
Looking at the monk's sinister smile, Ye Fan just smiled slightly and ignored it at all. This was what he expected.
There are hidden dragons and crouching tigers in the arena here. Ye Fan is also very aware of this. Therefore, no one is optimistic about these low-level star monks. This is a normal phenomenon.
But now that he is here, he must teach these guys who think highly of themselves a lesson.
"The second level of Tribulation Transcendence, okay, your cultivation level has been determined, and we will match you with a suitable opponent. Oh, by the way, do you need a code name?"
"Code name?"
Ye Fan was stunned and didn't understand what this meant.
"It's very simple. Many of those dueling here are core disciples of Shuiyue Holy Land, or strong men from other high-level stars. It is not convenient for them to reveal their identities, so they remain anonymous and give a code name. But as you say, haha, it doesn't matter.
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Listening to the monk's explanation, Ye Fan frowned. He didn't want to reveal his identity. After all, attracting too much attention was not a good thing.
He had just arrived here and had taught Song Yushu, who was ranked thirty-sixth on the Prodigy List, a well-known figure, so it was better to be more cautious this time.
"That's it! Senior brother, let me give you a codename, 'Beichen'!"
Ye Fan is a member of the Beichen Sect, and he studied under Beichen Immortal Master Wei Qianshan, so he has such strength. This code name is suitable for his experience.
In the Moon Holy Land, although there are many knowledgeable people, there are probably very few who know about the Beichen Sect, and they are not afraid of exposing their identities.
"Oh, take this with you!"
Just when Ye Fan was about to enter the venue, the monk threw a mask over.
Ye Fan put on his mask and walked directly into the distance.
"What a dork!"
Watching Ye Fan enter the venue, the monk sneered and said, in his opinion, a monk like Ye Fan has a bad brain and poor skills. Entering here will only lead to death.
Ye Fan put on his mask and entered the waiting area of the venue. There were many monks here wearing all kinds of strange masks, just like him, waiting to play.
When they saw Ye Fan coming, they immediately sensed his cultivation level and reached the second level of transcending tribulation.
"Boy, you dare to come to the arena, are you crazy?"
"Thirty-sixth gear Zi Chenxing, hehe, it really made me laugh."
"Didn't anyone warn you about the dangers here?"
As soon as he entered the waiting area, Ye Fan was ridiculed by several masked monks.
"It's okay, I'm just here to try my hand at it."
Ye Fan was already used to these unnecessary suspicions.
"Try it? Hahaha, I'm really not afraid of death!"
"Forget it, this kind of person doesn't deserve sympathy!"
Several monks looked towards the arena, preparing to enter.
As for Ye Fan, he sensed the auras of the monks around him.
"As expected, there are hidden dragons and tigers here. Many people have hidden their auras."
After some perception, I found that no real results could be obtained here. Ye Fan did not do any useless work and just waited for his entrance.
"Boy, come here!"
"good!"
I saw an official monk from the arena coming over. He had a special uniform and was easy to recognize.
"Beichen, right?"
"Yes, I am Beichen!"
"Okay. Here's your session, get it, don't delay it for a while!"
"good!"
Ye Fan nodded slightly and took his game card.
The Ten Thousand Immortals Conference is about to be held, and experts from countless stars are coming here, making the arena very lively.
There are hundreds of venues here, which can accommodate hundreds of duels at the same time.
The audience was even more crowded, and monks from all over the stars wanted to make a fortune here.
Because, although they are the best among their own stars and sects, the resources of the stars are limited, and many people do not even have heaven-level treasures. If you come here, you can get one, or even several, if you are lucky.
Very tempting.
"Boom, boom, boom!"
Suddenly, the fighting drums sounded. Ye Fan looked at his sign and sure enough, this game was his game.
Several monks around him were looking at him. Although their expressions could not be caught through the masks, Ye Fan could easily feel that they were sneering.
Ye Fan walked out of the waiting area and came to the real arena.
At this time, a host came to the battlefield.
"Everyone, we have a new contestant. The next one to appear is codenamed Beichen. Let us welcome him!"
Since Ye Fan is an unknown person, there is no movement.
After everyone sensed his cultivation level and the thirty-sixth star mark on his body, they all burst into laughter instantly.
"Thirty-six stars, are you kidding me?"
"Hahaha, if people like this come to participate in the competition, such a competition will end at the beginning. It is a waste of our time!"
"Yeah, the odds have exploded, it's useless!"
Many gamblers are disgusted with Ye Fan because in this situation, they cannot place bets at all.
"The next person to appear is Beichen's opponent, the genius from Wuquxing - Wei Renjie! Before this, Wei Renjie has won nine consecutive victories. As long as he wins one more game, he will get the honor of ten consecutive victories!"
"Wow……"
Suddenly, countless monks cheered, winning nine games in a row. This is not an easy thing!