Mortals ask the immortals

Just when Duan Qing was struggling to reveal his identity to Xue Meijun and others, Xue Meijun and others were already getting impatient.

According to the rules of the Brave Fighting Arena, the ten-person brave fight in the same area must wait until all the battlefields are over before they can leave together.

And now in the other eight battlefields, many people are still testing each other, and have no intention of going all out, and they don’t know when they will leave.

Bored, Xue Meijun glanced at the Sui clan standing straight not far away, and noticed the man’s frowning brows, and suddenly felt unhappy.

This guy, you won by lying down and still acted so hypocritically, is he dissatisfied that I was too ruthless or something!

Suddenly, Xue Meijun felt a stir in her heart, and felt that the frown of the Sui clan seemed familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere.

Somehow, Xue Meijun thought of Duan Qing inexplicably.

That little thief...seems to like frowning like this!

Thinking of this, Xue Meijun blushed for a moment.

I was probably crazy, as I could associate everything with that little thief!

In order to hide her embarrassment, Xue Meijun quickly looked away, and happened to see Yi Yuan and his three companions standing somewhere in the circular terraced stands, watching the battle. Compared with the surrounding Sui people, they were quite eye-catching.

How could these three guys be on the Black Emperor Star!

Xue Meijun was stunned, and felt that her brain was not enough for a while.

After a long time, Xue Meijun came back to her senses, and an incredible idea flashed through her mind.

So...!

Xue Meijun's eyes lit up, and she suddenly turned her eyes back to the Sui people not far away, looking at them carefully, with a wicked smile on her lips.

It's you, the little thief!

It took more than half an hour for the battles in the other eight battlefields to end.

Of course, the casualties in other battlefields were not as large as those on Duan Qing's side. The dead Sui people accounted for only about 30%, and most of the rest were injured.

As the nine multiplayer battles ended, the losing party instantly turned into white light and disappeared, and the remaining winning party remained on the square platform.

At the same time, the light curtain on the square platform also dissipated. The winning Sui clan hurriedly cleaned up the battlefield and left.

Duan Qing finally did not recognize Xue Meijun and others. He left the platform silently and returned to where Yi Yuan and others were.

As soon as Duan Qing came back, Yi Yuan couldn't help but joked, "Brother Qing, you are holding the thigh of the Four Saints!"

"Haha, yes, I'm a slacker!" Duan Qing smiled helplessly.

To be honest, he didn't expect that this first multiplayer battle would be won so easily.

After looking at the information in the jade talisman, Duan Qing found that his brave points had reached 9,100 points.

The rules for obtaining brave points are similar to those of the fighting points of the fighting demon pavilion. As the number of wins increases, the points that can be obtained for each win are also different.

If he could really win 10,000 games, apart from the rewards he would ask for from the Black Emperor, the Bravery Points he would get would be an astronomical figure.

Thinking of this, Duan Qing didn't waste any more time and signed up for a single-player Bravery Battle.

At the same time, in a luxurious house in the north of the Black Emperor City, the handsome King Beichen was sitting cross-legged in the quiet room with his eyes closed.

Suddenly, he seemed to notice something, opened his eyes and took out an egg-like jade talisman.

After a while, the corners of King Beichen's mouth slightly raised, and he muttered to himself, "Are you still unwilling to give up?"

After a moment of hesitation, King Beichen directly used the jade talisman to send a message to someone, "Come to see me quickly."

Not long after, a young man from the Sui clan who was equally handsome and even a little coquettish came to the quiet room.

It was just a little strange that although this person's hair was green, indicating that he was a member of the Sui clan, his figure was not as tall as that of ordinary Sui clan members, and he even looked a little thin.

"Hello, Lord Beichen!" The charming young man knelt on one knee with a respectful look.

King Beichen glanced at the charming young man, "Do you know why I took in a stray dog ​​like you?"

The charming young man did not speak, his head lowered.

"I need a dog, a dog that can be used at a critical moment!" King Beichen said coldly, as if the one kneeling in front of him was really a dog.

"Now, it's time for you, a dog, to show your value."

"The few people sent by the Four Saints to the Black Emperor Star to negotiate a deal with the Emperor are in the Brave Fighting Arena. You take people to send these four ignorant guys to the Black Prison of the Emperor."

"Yes!" The charming young man agreed without any hesitation, and then hurriedly left the quiet room.

...

After winning more than a hundred times, Duan Qing clearly felt that the opponents arranged for him by the Brave Fighting Arena had become much stronger, and it was basically difficult to see opponents with lower cultivation than himself.

However, relying on their strong bodies and the secret techniques of the Sui clan such as the Shocking God Transformation, these opponents still could not get the slightest advantage from Duan Qing. They were all defeated by Duan Qing and sent to the Black Prison by Duan Qing himself.

In just about an incense stick of time, Duan Qing won ten games in a row, and the total number of wins reached 110.

Just when Duan Qing won the 110th game and was just teleported back to the outside world to sign up for the next single-player fight, a white and tender jade hand quietly rested on Duan Qing's shoulder, and at the same time a teasing voice sounded from behind.

"Little thief!"

Hearing the voice, Duan Qing immediately turned around with a wry smile and looked at Xue Meijun with a teasing face, "Fellow Daoist Xue, how are you?"

Xue Meijun sneered and glanced at Duan Qing, "Haha, what's wrong with me? I'm just in a bad mood."

Hearing this, Xiong Yi, who came with Xue Meijun, couldn't help asking, "Didn't you feel good just now?"

Xue Meijun glared at Xiong Yi unhappily, then clasped her hands and glanced at Duan Qing, "Because a little thief who owed me a favor not only didn't think about how to repay the favor, but sneaked away after taking advantage of me again!"

Duan Qing was instantly embarrassed, smiled bitterly, and didn't respond to Xue Meijun's words.

Who made him wrong!

Xue Meijun was right, he did owe Xue Meijun a favor for delivering the letter last time.

Seeing that Duan Qing didn't respond, Xue Meijun didn't pursue the matter any further, and changed the subject: "Little thief, why did you guys come to the Black Emperor Star?"

Duan Qing glanced at Xiong Yi and the other two behind Xue Meijun, "Why did Xue Daoyou and others come? That's why we came too."

Xue Meijun showed a look of as expected, and then hurriedly asked: "Is there a result?"

Duan Qing helplessly spread his hands, "If there was a result, why would we come to this Brave Fighting Arena!"

Xue Meijun sighed helplessly, "Ah, that's right, you little thief, you are famous for not getting up early without profit!"