After finishing the purchase, Yang Chen returned all the way to the Seven Swords Pavilion.

When he returned, the first thing Yang Chen did was to restore his own strength.

He has gathered all the materials, and now he just needs to refine the elixir to restore his strength to the state of his heyday.

Of course, in his original heyday, his strength has also increased, and after recovery, he will only be stronger than before.

Refining alchemy is something that Yang Chen is very familiar with.

The elixir to restore the state is not a very precious elixir, but it must be the right medicine. Otherwise, the refined elixir is meaningless even if it is precious.

Yang Chen knew very well what condition his body was in. It only took him an hour to refine the elixir and start refining it.

Further refining will not take long.

What takes a little time is the digestion process. After all, it will not take a while for the state to return to its heyday.

that's all……

Time flies!

In the blink of an eye, three days passed quietly.

Yang Chen's aura became stronger and stronger, and his condition finally returned to its peak state.

"Finally recovered..."

Yang Chen was filled with emotions and lamented endlessly.

His current number of Taoist inscriptions has exceeded the original number and reached a higher, terrifying number of 108,000 Taoist inscriptions!

If this number were revealed, it would definitely shock many people.

However, Yang Chen is not anxious about anything. When his strength reaches this level, he needs to be more stable and cannot blindly break through, otherwise there will be no benefit.

While thinking this in his heart, Yang Chen also began to enter the cultivation state again.

Time flies by like this, and the appointed time will come soon!

Five days, for the monks, is just a blink of an eye.

Five days later, Yang Chen came to the Seven Swords Pavilion, a arena dedicated to competitions.

Here, they are responsible for resolving the grievances of the disciples of Seven Sword Pavilion. Seven Sword Pavilion and Sanctuary are also happy to see this. After all, young people without competition can't be said to be outstanding young people.

When Yang Chen arrived, the place was already overcrowded.

Obviously, the news of the fight between Yang Chen and Zhao Yuanhong has spread widely. Not to mention the Seven Swords Pavilion, even other places in the Holy Domain have already heard about it.

This can be said to be a battle that spans the ages, and it is also a contest between old disciples and new disciples.

Some people do it to see jokes, while others do it for other purposes. It is precisely this that makes up a huge and astonishing number of people here.

When Yang Chen arrived, the discussion reached a climax.

"This Yang Chen is so unafraid, he actually dares to come here."

"Yeah, I really admire his courage."

"If he didn't come, Zhao Yuanhong would at most just laugh at him and not dare to do anything to him, but he came here and insisted on fighting Zhao Yuanhong. This can only be called a slap in the face to pretend to be fat. "

"Oh, I have to suffer to save face. Hey, if I were him, what's the use of saving face? Isn't life more important? It's a pity that some people don't understand these principles. What does it have to do with us?"

"But we can have fun watching the jokes, hahaha. The old and new disciples are fighting. This kind of dramatic thing happens every year."

There were countless comments in his ears, but Yang Chen ignored them and came to the ring.

When he arrived, Zhao Yuanhong also came with a group of bad guys.

Seeing that Yang Chen was ahead of him, Zhao Yuanhong sneered: "Yang Chen, you really dare to come to this arena. Very good. I admire your courage. In this case, you have not forgotten the agreement between us. Come on. Thirty thousand points, do you dare to bet!"

When Yang Chen heard that Zhao Yuanhong was like this, he suddenly became happy.

In Zhao Yuanhong's eyes, these 30,000 points can generate another 30,000 points.

But he didn't know that in his eyes, Zhao Yuanhong came to give him points on his own initiative.

Since someone took the initiative to send points to him, why wouldn't he do it?

"Of course I don't mind. Thirty thousand points is just thirty thousand points. If you can, you can use more points to gamble. I don't mind." Yang Chen said lightly.

Hearing this, Zhao Yuanhong's veins were exposed for a while. He felt that Yang Chen was really provoking him, because everyone knew that he only had 30,000 points, and it would cost him everything to take them out this time, just to teach Yang Chen a lesson. Get a win.

But this Yang Chen still dares to challenge him and ask him to give more points.

He wanted to, but he didn't.

Hearing this, comparing Yang Chen's 80,000 points, his self-esteem was challenged. After all, his points were indeed slightly poorer than Yang Chen's.

"Yang Chen, I want to see how long you can keep shouting. If you are serious, don't mind. Let's play slowly. I have plenty of ways to get your 80,000 points." Zhao Yuanhong licked his lips.

"Really? I'm just worried. You don't want to lose so badly that you have no way out." Yang Chen hugged his shoulders.

Zhao Yuanhong was so angry that he wanted to spit out a mouthful of blood.

At this point, only by making Yang Chen pay the price can the anger in his heart be calmed.

"Yang Chen, it seems that only fists can let you know what cruelty is. Elder Shan, please bear witness. Yang Chen and I each spent 30,000 points on the bet. Now, the two of us have reduced the points to As for you, the loser, the points will be automatically transferred to the opponent's hands, no problem." Zhao Yuanhong said with familiarity.

He obviously does this kind of thing often, and the steps are very clear.

Elder Shan, as the person in charge of this place, is specifically designed to do this kind of thing. Now he said calmly: "Take out all the tokens, and I will automatically deduct 30,000 points from each of you."

Yang Chen and Zhao Yuanhong were polite to each other and handed the tokens out.

When it was time to take out the token, Elder Shan flipped his wrist and automatically deducted the points for Yang Chen and Zhao Yuanhong.

Seeing that the points had been deducted, Zhao Yuanhong licked his lips with a cruel expression on his face.

"Yang Chen, you will regret your choice soon. I will let you know what will happen if you offend me!" Zhao Yuanhong's face was ferocious: "Come on, get on the ring!"

He looked provocative, already prepared to make Yang Chen look good as long as Yang Chen got on the ring.

When Yang Chen heard this, he calmed down as usual, came to the ring, and confronted Zhao Yuanhong.

Elder Shan said slowly: "You two, you can start."

When he finished speaking, Zhao Yuanhong couldn't help but spread his aura and bombarded Yang Chen directly!

This palm showed no mercy at all. It was almost to the level of tens of thousands of Taoist intentions, all of which were displayed.