I, started my cultivation by picking up the immortal skills

He temporarily suppressed this thought in his heart. At present, Zhu Yun still needs to defend the ring.

Before coming, he didn't know the rules of the fight.

Now he has a general understanding.

The winner defends the ring and accepts the challenge of others.

The winner continues to defend, and the loser has no chance to challenge again.

In order to avoid the occurrence of round-robin battles, the defender only needs to win three games in a row, which can be regarded as direct promotion.

Originally, those who were afraid to go on stage by Zheng Guan's sword steps on the Jiazi ring were eager to try.

Although they looked down on Zhu Yun's methods, after the deacon's guidance, they all began to think about whether they were sure to win.

From the battle between Zhu Yun and Zheng Guan.

Although Zheng Guan failed because of carelessness, the body skills that Zhu Yun just showed were not solved by them for a while.

If they went on stage, they would definitely learn Zheng Guan's way to attack.

But the result must be exactly the same as Zheng Guan.

Just as everyone was thinking hard, the deacon interrupted their thoughts with a cold shout.

"If there is no one left, the winner of the A-shaped arena will be Zhu Yun!"

After that, the deacon no longer paid attention to everyone, but said to Zhu Yun with a pleasant face: "Little boy, this pill is for you!"

Zhu Yun had no spiritual power to consume, and when he took the pill, he subconsciously wanted to return it.

But after thinking about it, he asked again: "Sir Deacon, can I not eat this pill?"

"Not eat it?" The deacon was stunned. He had been a referee countless times in the Spirit Sword Sect, but this was the first time he saw such a request.

Thinking that this kid was really hard to figure out, he simply smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, if you don't want to eat it, just keep it! However, if you can't use your spiritual power to fight, don't complain about yourself!"

"Zhu Yun understands!"

Zhu Yun bowed his hands to thank him, but his mind became a little active.

Now that these people don't dare to come up, won't I earn two less pills?

With a turn of his eyes, he said to the person who was the most shouting before: "Were you the one who shouted the loudest just now? Come on, come on and see who can beat the other and cry and go home to find milk!"

Such young men, who have just entered the sect, are all newborn calves who are not afraid of tigers.

From ordinary kids, they ascended to heaven in one step and entered the immortal gate. They all felt that they could cultivate the great way. How could they bear such provocation from Zhu Yun!

Especially the young man who was named by Zhu Yun in public was three years older than Zhu Yun. If he didn't go on stage, could he still hold his head up in the Spirit Sword Sect in the future?

"Good boy, see how I beat the shit out of you!"

The young man was only afraid of Zheng Guan, but not Zhu Yun.

He immediately drew out the long sword at his waist and made the starting gesture of the sword control technique, saying: "My name is Li Heng! If you lose, don't say that I bullied you for not taking pills!"

Zhu Yun did consume a trace of spiritual power.

But that was only used on the fireball talisman.

Otherwise, with his ability, how could he throw the talisman accurately and fiercely!

"Hehe," Zhu Yun chuckled, his eyes moved slightly, and said: "Brother Li Heng, I left this pill for you!"

As he said that, he spread his hands, and the Qi-combining pill rolled back and forth in Zhu Yun's small palm for a few times, and then stopped.

"Give it to me? What, do you know how powerful I am? Do you want to surrender?"

Li Heng's eyes were locked on the Qi-combining pill, and he swallowed a bellyful of saliva!

The teenagers fighting in the lower half are all ordinary disciples.

Qi-combining pill?

If you want it, you have to exchange it with contributions!

"No, no, no, doesn't Brother Li Heng think that he will definitely beat me, Zhu Yun? In this case, then take out some prizes to help cheer up..." After that, he turned to the deacon and said: "Sir Deacon, I wonder if this is legal?"

The deacon knew in his heart that this time, Zhu Yun was estimated to win again.

But as for the rules, the sect really hasn't set such rules, so he said: "If the sect doesn't prohibit it, then you can do it!"

Li Heng blushed and whispered: "It's okay to bet, but I can't produce an elixir that is equivalent to it!"

People like them, at most, have some spiritual pills that can temporarily increase spiritual power, or bigu pills that can fill the stomach!

Where can there be such elixirs that can really help with cultivation?

Zhu Yun just figured it out, and he really didn't have anything else to bet on.

"It doesn't matter whether it's equal or not," Zhu Yun smiled evilly and said: "I see that Senior Brother Li's sword is not bad, why don't you bet on it?"

"Sword? Not bad?"

Hearing this, everyone's faces suddenly became strange.

Because Li Heng's sword was distributed by the sect.

On the day of registration, you can get this low-grade magic sword.

There is also a sword control technique.

Even the deacon was very surprised.

This kid's thoughts are really hard to figure out!

"Brother Li, if you don't want to bet a sword for the Heqi Pill, then come down and let me go up!"

"Yes, Li Heng, if I had known that Zhu Yun was going to bet on the Heqi Pill, I would have borrowed two or three swords, not to mention one sword!"

"That's right, if you don't want to bet, then give the opportunity to the other brothers!"

The audience shouted one after another, which made Li Heng feel that Zhu Yun seemed to be giving the Heqi Pill!

Thinking of this, he said seriously: "Okay, let's bet!"

Zhu Yun was overjoyed and said to the deacon: "Please be a witness, Mr. Deacon! I am very grateful!"

The deacon chuckled and said: "Okay. But don't lose the fight, or the saved Heqi Pill will be gone!"

"Zhu Yun thanks the deacon first!"

Zhu Yun bowed his hands to express his gratitude, then turned around and said with a smile: "Brother Li, I'll leave this Heqi Pill here. See if you have the ability to take it!"

After the words fell, the deacon also shouted that the duel had begun.

At this moment, Li Heng's mind was all on the Heqi Pill.

If he had one of these pills, it would be like having an extra life when he was out on a mission!

The most common cause of death among cultivators is the exhaustion of spiritual power and the crisis again.

The Heqi Pill can restore all spiritual power in a cup of tea!

A trace of greed flashed in his eyes, and he danced several sword flowers and covered Zhu Yun!

However.

In Zhu Yun's eyes, these were like floating clouds!

He didn't give Li Heng a chance to get close to him at all, and dodged away!

"Humph, want to repeat the same trick? I'm not a fool like Zheng Guan!"

Li Heng was rough but meticulous, and he kept some strength when he made a move.

He made a plan, and if there was no absolute chance, he would not use his full strength!

He kept his eyes on Zhu Yun and chased after him slowly.

In addition to preventing Zhu Yun from suddenly throwing a fireball talisman, he also had to prevent Zhu Yun from leaving his sight!

He danced with sword flowers and kept approaching.

But every time he was about to force Zhu Yun into a corner, Zhu Yun would slip away from an unexpected angle!

The audience began to curse.

Saying that Zhu Yun only knew how to run away, how could this be a fight?

On the contrary, the deacon's eyes flashed, as if he knew what Zhu Yun was thinking.

This kid, after running for so long, didn't even use up a bit of spiritual power!

On the contrary, Li Heng's breath became heavier. If he continued to use sword moves, he might be exhausted and defeated...

As expected.

After a cup of tea.

Li Heng's sword flowers suddenly stagnated, and the speed quickly slowed down. He realized that the spiritual power in his body was less than 10%!

And he didn't hurt Zhu Yun at all!

Zhu Yun always paid attention to Li Heng's reaction, and he knew his chance had come!

He simply stopped his movements, put his hands on his waist and laughed: "Brother Li Heng, come on, why are you out of strength? Why can't you last so long?"

"Zhu Yun, you're looking for death!"

Li Heng was irritable, and was provoked by Zhu Yun. He immediately gritted his teeth and fiercely danced a sword flower with a wider range, covering Zhu Yun!

However.

Zhu Yun easily dodged, looked at Li Heng with a smile and said: "Brother Li, are you going to walk down the ring by yourself, or do you want me to send you off?"

"What do you mean?"

Li Heng was stunned, and suddenly became angry. Seeing that Zhu Yun was so close to him at this time, he raised his hand and stabbed the sword out!

But he didn't know that the sword flower just now had exhausted all his spiritual power!

The sword was only halfway stabbed, and it was crooked, and there was no strength at all!

Zhu Yun saw it clearly, and gathered a trace of spiritual power on two fingers, easily clamping the attacking long sword.

"It seems that senior brother has admitted defeat, so he wants to send the sword over?"

After saying that, he exerted a little force.

How could Li Heng, who had lost his spiritual power, be a match for Zhu Yun at this time?

Zhu Yun not only took the sword, but also threw Li Heng more than ten steps away, and threw him directly outside the ring!

"This round, Zhu Yun wins!"

The voice of the deacon sounded at the right time.

But he didn't finish his words.

"If Zhu Yun wins another game, you will all be eliminated!"

As soon as these words came out, the people in the audience were in chaos!