I have a magic pot

In fact, Han Feng also has his own thoughts in his heart. Anyway, everyone must participate in the trial of junior disciples.

And he has a good impression of Xie Jin, so it doesn't hurt to help him.

What's more, if you can really rank in the top ten of the team, you and Qin Yan will be promoted to intermediate disciples in the future, and you will have less trouble.

After the two reached an agreement, Xie Jin was naturally very happy, and told Han Feng a lot of things that need to be paid attention to in the trial competition.

The two chatted for a while, and Han Feng suddenly remembered something and asked.

"Brother, I would like to ask, where in the academy can practice in actual combat.

By the way, it is best not to consume merit points. "

Han Feng still remembered what Dugu Nianxue said yesterday, if he wanted to master the basic thirteen moves, it would be more effective to hone them in actual combat.

The so-called "oven tower" can only be visited by intermediate disciples, and Han Feng can only find another way.

Hearing this, Xie Jin was taken aback for a moment, and immediately revealed a playful smile.

"This place... hasn't Junior Brother already been there?"

"Huh...?" Han Feng was startled when he heard this.

Xie Jin said with a smile: "You can compete on stage freely in the martial arts arena of the academy, and there is no need to consume merit points.

Every day, there are many disciples who want to conduct actual combat training, stay in the martial arts arena, and the juniors can go there to find someone to learn from.

If you are sure, you can also gamble on merit points. With the strength of your junior, you may be able to make a lot of money. "

When Han Feng heard the words, he couldn't help but his eyes lit up, as if enlightened!

"Yes, I want to fight and go to the fighting arena!"

Chapter 4 and Three Freedom Arena

Saying goodbye to Xie Jin, Han Feng rushed directly to the primary martial arts arena.

There is a rule in the front mountain of the academy that junior disciples can only compete in the elementary martial arts arena, and intermediate disciples can only compete in the intermediate martial arts arena.

Unless there are special circumstances, apply to the college, otherwise they are not allowed to enter each other.

When Han Feng entered the primary fighting arena, the fighting arena was already very lively.

Dozens of arenas, there are more than a dozen arenas, and there are people fighting.

There were even more people watching, and people cheering and shouting could be heard everywhere.

Han Feng came to the fighting arena, a arena with the most crowds, and looked up.

Fighting in the arena were two junior disciples, a man and a woman.

The man is armed with a huge axe, while the woman is armed with two daggers.

Both of them have [-]-star brilliance rank, and they are fighting fiercely with their weapons at the moment.

The man moved a huge axe, rampaging, like "an iron ox plowing the ground".

The woman holds two daggers in her palms, dodging left and right, as if "a dragonfly touches water".

Looking at the situation, it is clear that the man has the upper hand, suppressing the woman so much that she has no power to fight back.

However, Han Feng's mental strength is outstanding, but he can perceive behind the woman who seems to be avoiding in a panic.

There is a sharp energy in her body, secretly accumulating, she seems to be waiting for an opportunity.

This lasted for about half a stick of incense. Although the man had amazing physical strength, he still needed to adjust his breath after swinging the giant ax so fiercely.

At the moment when a sweeping sweep forced the woman back, the man finally couldn't help but froze his movements and took the opportunity to adjust his breath.

Unexpectedly, the moment the woman was forced to jump out, her footsteps landed on the ground.

There was a flash of light in his eyes, and his figure was like a spring, and he suddenly shot towards the man!

The man was startled, and suddenly raised his battle ax to resist, but because of the lack of spiritual power during the breath adjustment, the speed was greatly reduced.

The woman stepped on the handle of the axe and shook the opponent's giant ax by an inch, and her body leaped through the air with her strength, a "flying swallow returning to its nest".

The two daggers burst out with dazzling brilliance, piercing through the man's shoulders like lightning.

Immediately, the woman's strength flickered, the man let out a scream, and his body was thrown directly off the ring, losing on the spot.

As soon as the victory was over, the men and women around the ring could be heard cheering in surprise.

"Haha, well done, this time I made a lot of money!"

There were also people beating their chests and feet, and moaning in low voices.

"Damn, I lost again. This guy is worthless, and he can't even beat a woman."

Hearing these voices, Han Feng couldn't help being puzzled.

Immediately, they saw a young man with a thin figure and mischievous eyebrows among the crowd.

Holding a heavy black cloth bag in his hand, he walked through the crowd.

He came to some people, quietly took out a handful of spirit stones from the cloth bag, and those who received the spirit stones all smiled happily.

Seeing this scene, Han Feng couldn't help laughing secretly, it seems that there is no shortage of "gamblers" no matter in the previous life or the present life.

At this moment, the battle on the ring had just ended, and the referee announced.

"Class [-] this battle, Lu Yue wins!

In the next battle, Sun Xingbai of Class Nine, Hui Class Nine Stars, won ten out of thirteen battles.

Fight against class [-] Chen Qing, a nine-star Hui class, with six victories in nine games! "

As the referee announced the contestants for the next round, the crowd in the arena suddenly became commotion, talking in twos and threes.

"The strength of Sun Xingbai in class nine is not weak. The old student who has practiced in the academy for three years naturally has a deep foundation. He will probably win this battle."

"Tch, that's hard to say, Chen Qing from class [-], I heard that his strength is also very outstanding.

Although he has only practiced in the academy for more than a year, he is a rising star in the twelfth class. It is said that among the old students in his class, his strength can be ranked in the top ten. "

……

While the crowd was discussing, the skinny young man started to shuttle through the crowd again, whispering in his mouth.

"Come on, let's open!

Sun Xing of Class Nine wins with a payout of [-], and Class [-] Chen Qingsheng pays a payout of [-]. Buy it and get away with it! "

The crowd watching the battle was obviously very familiar with this procedure. From time to time, someone grabbed the young man and stuffed a handful of spirit stones into his hands.

"I'll buy Chen Qingsheng!"

"I'll buy Sun Xing Bai Sheng!"

……

It was equally lively on and off the field.

Not long after, the skinny young man came to Han Feng's side and looked up.

Seeing that Han Feng was a little embarrassed, the young man said with a smile.

"This junior is a freshman, do you want to bet on two hands?

Although merit points are the most important in our academy, spirit stones are the necessities of cultivation. Come on, buy more and get more! "

Han Feng didn't place a bet, but asked with a smile.

"Senior brother, I'm a freshman here, and I don't know much about the rules here.

Isn't the fighting arena a place for students to settle grievances and grievances? Why is it here that one after another, it seems to be a competition. "

Seeing Han Feng's polite speech, he seemed very interested in the group arena.

The skinny young man vaguely smelled the breath of potential customers, and immediately explained patiently.

"Hey, junior brother doesn't know something, Tiannan College has always paid attention to actual combat.

In addition to the daily practice of students, many people will come to the martial arts arena to find suitable opponents for actual combat training.

But it is really troublesome to find an opponent by oneself, so the college simply sets up several "free arenas" in the martial arts arena every day.

Students who want to practice in actual combat can sign up, and the academy will match the corresponding opponents according to their "cultivation level" and "winning rate". "

Han Feng nodded thoughtfully.

"So that's the case, thank you brother for clarifying the confusion, I'll try my luck later."

Seeing that Han Feng didn't intend to place a bet, the young man stopped talking nonsense and continued to find someone to bet around the ring.

But at this moment, Han Feng turned his attention to the east side of the arena, at the edge of the fighting arena.

There was a desk there, behind which sat an old teacher with gray hair, and beside him stood two junior disciples.

This is the registration place for the free ring competition. At the moment, several junior disciples are registering with their identity tokens.

Han Feng glanced at the battle that had just started on the ring, then quietly withdrew from the crowd and went to the registration office.

At this moment, the few people who signed up just now had just left, and there was no one in front of them.

As soon as Han Feng walked to the table, the old teacher with gray hair looked up at him and said.

"Come to sign up?"

Han Feng nodded.

"Yes."

"Take out the identity token and test your cultivation again."

Immediately, a young man took Han Feng's identity token and registered it.

Another person handed a spherical transparent spar to Han Feng's hand, allowing him to inject a bit of spiritual power.

……

After the registration was completed, the old teacher said to Han Feng.

"Go to the arena and wait for the match. The battle is over. If you still want to continue participating in the battle, come and report, and we will match you with your opponent for the next battle."

Han Feng cupped his hands, then turned and left.

Looking at Han Feng's back, the young man standing on the left side of the teacher frowned and said to himself.

"I seem to have seen this person in the martial arts arena, but I don't remember it."

Another young man said casually.

"Isn't his identity token very clear? The freshman who just entered this year is still an expansion student from Bailong County. He must be a rookie who came to the martial arts arena for the first time."

"That's right." The young man nodded and didn't care.

But Han Feng came to the ring and watched a few more ring matches.

On the way, the skinny young man came to encourage Han Feng to place a bet, but Han Feng still refused to place a bet.

In the end, the skinny young man shook his head and said in a low voice, "poor ghost", and ignored Han Feng.

Seeing the end of another group arena match, the referee announced the winner and immediately reported.

"In the next battle, Class [-] 'Huang Tong', Hui-level eight-star, won four out of five.

Playing against class [-]'Han Feng', Hui-level eight-star, has no free ring record yet. "

As soon as this remark came out, there was a commotion on all sides of the arena.

"Hey... There are newcomers here to participate in the free battle."

"Class Fourteen, aren't those guys from County 23?"

"Han Feng, does this name sound familiar?"

……

Han Feng's name is well-known in Class [-], but its influence in the entire circle of junior disciples is still relatively limited.

Many people only heard of his name not long ago, but they forgot it after a long time, thinking that he was a rookie participating in the group arena for the first time.

Immediately, the skinny young man started to work again, walking through the crowd and shouting in a low voice.

"Come on...the market is open. Huang Tongsheng from Class [-], buy [-] and get [-], and Class [-] Han Fengsheng, buy [-] and pay [-]."