"Pity!"
Sensing the situation around the ring, Tang Huan felt helpless.
After the first battle in this arena, he began to restrain himself and made it increasingly difficult for himself to perform. Such methods are indeed effective, but they cannot always be effective. Seeing him win one game after another, those monks will definitely have doubts, which is inevitable.
Fortunately, there is more than one arena in Yijian Villa.
Tang Huan dragged his tired legs and walked slowly to the referee's stand. The referee of this arena is an old man in green robe who is at the peak of the seventh level of true spirit.
"Little brother, you are awesome." The old man in green robe smiled meaningfully at Tang Huan.
"Senior, that's a big reward."
Tang Huan laughed and said.
The old man in green robe said no more, and then grabbed nine soybean-sized red jade beads from the wooden box a few tables above. With a flick of his finger, they were integrated into Tang Huan's identity jade tablet. Almost every time the red jade beads blend in, the jade plaque will bloom with an unusually strong fiery red light.
"Nine wins from nine battles will result in ninety points and one hundred and ten 'Ling Yuan Heaven Crystals'!" After a moment, the identity jade token and a bag containing the "Ling Yuan Heaven Crystals" were thrown to Tang Huan .
"Thank you."
After taking the jade token and bag, Tang Huan got off the referee's table.
If you include the battle with Yu Mingjing, he has won ten of ten battles today, his accumulated points have reached one hundred, and he has also earned one hundred "Lingyuan Tianjing".
The speed at which scores increased was enough to make many monks in Yijian Villa so envious that their eyes bulged with envy. Tang Huan was not satisfied.
After walking slowly for a distance to ensure that the monks around the arena did not catch up, Tang Huan's tiredness was almost wiped away, and then he immediately accelerated his speed and merged into the endless flow of people on the villa avenue. Among the crowd…
…
"Boom! Boom..."
About two-quarters of an hour later, on the No. 466 arena, the energy was surging, the sound of collisions was endless, and two black figures moved and jumped at extremely fast speeds.
"Mo Min has accumulated more than 300 points in the past few months, and is considered a master of the sixth level of true spirit. I didn't expect this person to be evenly matched with her."
"The time limit of half a quarter of an hour is almost up. I think Mo Min will win."
"That's not necessarily true. Maybe that guy can win. By the way, what's his name, Tang Huan?"
“…”
Just when everyone was speculating, a cry of surprise suddenly sounded on the ring. However, at the edge of the ring, when the woman in black named Mo Min stepped back, her foot was in the air and her body was unstable. How could her opponent let it go? This once-in-a-lifetime opportunity? The weapon in his hand immediately turned into a stream of fiery red light and came towards him.
Mo Min was startled, and swung her sword with all her strength. The heavy sword light snowballed like a snowball, and in the flash of light and stone, it clashed with the fiery red stream of light.
"boom!"
In the violent impact, the energy exploded wildly.
Under the impact of the terrifying power, Mo Min floated in the air, and then fell involuntarily under the ring. Although his opponent also fell back continuously, he was still above the ring. Seeing this result, there was a sound of regret around the ring.
"Concession!"
A voice came from above.
Mo Min puffed up her cheeks and stamped her feet in annoyance. In the excitement of fighting just now, she actually forgot the distance between herself and the edge of the ring, and made such a low-level mistake. Otherwise, even if she couldn't win, she should be able to win in the end. The battle ends in a draw.
She didn't feel sorry for the ten points deducted after losing, but she was extremely unwilling to be defeated in such a way.
If it weren't for the fact that Yijian Villa strictly prohibited continuous fighting with two monks, she would have had to go to the ring again and fight that guy again.
"Tang Huan? If we meet again tomorrow, we will definitely do it again."
Mo Min gritted her teeth secretly and was about to leave, but found that the guy on the stage not only did not leave, but instead raised his hands and shouted: "Is there any friend who is willing to continue to teach me?"
"This guy actually..."
Mo Min was slightly startled. After fighting her for so long, he must have consumed a lot of energy. If he continued to fight, the disadvantage would be quite obvious. Although Yijian Villa allowed the winner to continue fighting with other monks, there was no real choice. There are not many monks who practice this way.
"I come!"
Immediately, a loud shout sounded from the other side of the ring.
Not long after, a man in red with a strong body and a halberd on his shoulders appeared on the ring. He was also at the sixth level of True Spirit.
Seeing this, Mo Min didn't leave in a hurry.
Soon, a fierce battle broke out on the ring. Nearly half a quarter of an hour later, the guy was forced to the edge of the ring. The man in red was confident and confident of winning, but at this moment, under his feet, He staggered, his body fell forward, and his attack was in chaos.
As soon as she saw this, Mo Min knew something was wrong. Sure enough, the guy moved sideways, hit the man in red on the back with the spear in his hand, and sent him directly out of the ring.
"Ouch!"
Not far away, the man in red looked aggrieved and roared madly.
"Another unlucky guy!" Mo Min smiled secretly, and her heart suddenly felt more balanced. "Winning twice in a row, that guy is lucky."
"Are there any friends who are interested in competing on stage?"
On the ring, the guy spoke again, and someone immediately responded.
Mo Min couldn't help but shook her head. She relied on luck to win twice in a row and didn't give up. She actually wanted to win three more times. Greedy never had any good results.
However, less than a quarter of an hour later, a picture appeared that made people inexplicably stunned.
The guy was obviously about to lose, but at the last moment, his opponent got carried away and was seized the opportunity. He was forced to panic and was eventually kicked off the ring.
"Victory again?"
Momin was surprised.
The guy still didn't get off the ring, and the battle continued, the fourth, fifth, sixth...
In almost every battle, it was because the opponent had an accident of one kind or another, and as a result, the final victory was narrowly missed. At the beginning, Mo Min was jealous of that guy's good luck, but the more she watched, the deeper her doubts became.
"There's something weird! There must be something weird!"
"How is it possible that you have such good luck every time?"
“…”
Suspicious murmurs sounded from time to time around the ring.
After nine consecutive wins and nine battles, the guy seemed to have exhausted all his strength. He finally left the ring, went to the referee to get the jade card and the "Lingyuan Tianjing", and left quickly.
Mo Min was filled with doubts and couldn't help but follow her. There were many monks who had the same idea as her around the ring.
However, after almost a thousand meters, the guy disappeared from Mo Min's sight, and the other monks who were following him looked around blankly... (To be continued)