Yunlan City, the largest town in Yunzhou, is extremely prosperous.
Lin Xuan and Ye Qing landed twenty miles away from the city gate. Linghe flew back to the sect by himself, while Lin Xuan and Ye Qing walked towards Yunlan City.
Far away, you can see the dark city wall of Yunlan City, which is more than ten feet high. The entire city wall is made of obsidian stones and is extremely hard.
In front of the city gate, there were two rows of guards wearing heavy armor. The aura on each of them was extremely powerful, far beyond what Lin Xuan and others could compare to.
Lin Xuan estimated that the strength of these guards was around the eighth level of Pulse Condensation, which would be enough to rank among the top thirty in the Xuantian Sect. Of course, this does not mean that the disciples of the Xuantian Sect are weak. After all, the two sides
The age gap is there.
The Xuantian Sect's disciples are all teenagers in their late teens, with unlimited potential, but these guards are in their mid-twenties, almost ten years older than the disciples of the sect.
Yunlan City was not only powerful, but even the entry fee was incredibly expensive. Lin Xuan and Ye Qing had to pay three hundred low-grade spiritual stones to pass.
As soon as we entered the building, the surrounding area became lively. Half of the pedestrians coming and going were warriors. Among them were sect disciples and wanderers, and there were countless others.
"Follow me!" Ye Qing pulled Lin Xuan towards the center.
In the center of the city is a huge palace that leads directly underground.
Next to it, there is a tall stone tablet with three big characters written on it: Fighting Field!
Lin Xuan found that the people who went in and out were either some monks with advanced cultivation or children of wealthy aristocratic families. Most people would not come here at all.
"Both of you, do you have any martial arts cards?" Guards in bloody red robes stopped Lin Xuan and the other two. The aura on their bodies was only stronger than that of the guards at the city gate.
"I don't have a fighting card, but Luo Qingshan is our senior brother. All expenses will be recorded in his name." Ye Qing is very skilled, and it is obviously not his first time here.
"It turns out that he is a fellow student of Master Luo. Please invite me!" the guard said with a smile.
"It seems that Senior Brother Luo is very famous!" Lin Xuan became even more curious about this Senior Brother whom he had never met before.
"That's because Senior Brother Luo is not only an inner disciple of Xuantian Sect, but also a member of one of the four major families. It is said that this fighting arena has their family's property, so it is very useful to report Senior Brother Luo's name here."
Lin Xuan was surprised. He didn't expect that Senior Brother Luo had such a big background, but then he felt relieved. This would only be good for him.
The fighting arena is very open and divided into many levels, but they only extend downward.
The first floor is equivalent to a hall, with many places to rest. On one of the walls, there is a light curtain formed by an array, with figures swaying on it.
Lin Xuan looked curiously and found that two monks were fighting. The fierce moves between them were like a life and death battle.
In the entire hall, almost people on the ninth floor were watching the game, and many people were placing bets to support the monks they were optimistic about. Some young women wearing light veils were walking among the crowd carrying exquisite drinks.
"This is..." Lin Xuan looked at the figure on the light screen and asked.
It is similar to the spiritual space in the Tower of Cultivation, and uses advanced formations to display the battle situation. Ye Qing explained that the difference is that the two people inside are real monks, not virtual characters.
Lin Xuan suddenly realized that it was no wonder it was called a fighting field. It turned out to be this. When fighting in this spiritual virtual space, death is not real death, but just some mental fatigue.
However, the benefits obtained in the spiritual space can be completely fed back to the body, which means that countless life and death battles can be carried out here to stimulate the body's potential without worrying about death.
"It's really a good place!" Lin Xuan couldn't help but get excited.
How can we increase our strength quickly? Is it just seclusion for cultivation? Except for some special races and special geniuses, others have been in seclusion for too long and cannot increase their strength.
On the contrary, it may have the opposite effect.
However, there is a way that is applicable to all humans, and that is fighting!
Fights of equal strength, leapfrog battles, and life-and-death battles! These can stimulate the potential in the monk's body, thereby gaining powerful power.
"Don't be too happy too early. The consumption here is very expensive. You need two medium-grade spiritual stones a day!" Ye Qing said in shock.
"Two middle-grade spiritual stones!" Lin Xuan was surprised. The quality of the middle-grade spiritual stones was much higher than that of the low-grade spiritual stones, and the exchange ratio was also one to one thousand. In other words, a day in this fighting arena would cost you nothing if you did nothing.
Spend two thousand low-grade spiritual stones!
"Damn! It's really violent!" Lin Xuan touched his chin and then said, "If you can win the game, the reward must be very generous, right?"
"Of course! The premise is that you can win!" Ye Qing said unceremoniously.
"Let's go, I'll take you to see Senior Brother Luo."
Lin Xuan followed Ye Qing and walked down the stairs to the underground floor.
Similar to the situation in the lobby, this underground floor is also a resting place, but the people here are obviously a higher level than those above.
"A Fei! Where is Senior Brother Luo?" Ye Qing said to a young man in charge.
"It turns out to be Sister Ye Qing. Just wait, I'll help you call Master Luo." The young man named A Fei quickly disappeared.
Lin Xuan and the other two found a comfortable place to sit down. Soon, a beautiful maid brought food and drinks. Ye Qing lazily leaned on the recliner, grabbed a spiritual fruit and ate it.
Lin Xuan looked at the light curtain on the wall. On it, two monks, one red and one basket, were fighting fiercely.
Although he couldn't feel the aura of the two of them, Lin Xuan could probably tell from the intensity of the spiritual power released outside the body that both of them were monks of the seventh level of pulse condensation, but they were much stronger than ordinary disciples like Shi Kun.
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The use of spiritual power and the precision of the moves were full of praise. Lin Xuan's eyes flashed with light, as if he had forgotten everything.
At this moment, a young man with a heroic appearance walked over quickly. The young man was about seventeen or eighteen years old, with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes. He was very heroic and had a faint light surrounding his body, like a god of war.
The young man did not deliberately release his spiritual power, but the aura around him was still dazzling.
"Junior sister Ye, why are you here?" The young man's voice was calm.
"Senior Brother Luo!" Ye Qing jumped up with joy after hearing the voice, "Teacher Murong has recently accepted another disciple, I will bring him over to have a look."
"Oh? I have an extra junior brother?" Senior Brother Luo said with a smile.
"Lin Xuan, come here and see Senior Brother Luo!" Ye Qing shouted.
But Lin Xuan didn't seem to hear it, and stared at the light curtain tightly. This scene made Ye Qing's mouth bulge, and he wanted to go up and slap him.
"It's okay!" Unexpectedly, Senior Brother Luo stopped Ye Qing's movements and walked over.