Chapter 113: Tournament field

Just when everyone was busy preparing for the battle, Zhu Hao woke up from his cultivation state.
Looking inside himself, his meridians all over his body showed a faint golden color, which was many times stronger than before!
With a gesture of raising his hand, ninety-three cyclones emerged, as if turning the entire closed room into a wind field.
Zhu Hao smiled with satisfaction. He had refined four of the ten medicine kings, and he was very satisfied with being able to create three cyclones.
Now, he decided not to continue refining. There are several medicine king's medicinal powers in his body, and he must consume it as soon as possible to continue refining!
After grabbing Ba Jie, the latter is still sleeping.
Zhu Hao was a little surprised. Ba Jie had reached the level of eighty-eight cyclones, as if it had reached the peak. There was no further accumulation of spiritual energy in the body, but it seemed to be... opening up a sea of ​​blood? !
Looking at Ba Jie, Zhu Hao was surprised that at this time, the blood and essence of Ba Jie were surging rapidly throughout his body, and every drop of blood contained extremely rich spiritual energy.
Spirit beasts and human warriors have different cultivation methods and systems, so Zhu Hao doesn't know what this means.
After thinking about it, opening the purple jade space, Zhu Hao took out a large amount of spiritual jade, laid a layer of it carefully, and placed the Eight Rings on top, wanting him to complete this transformation more smoothly.
"In this way, maybe this guy has entered the blood sea state before me. It seems that I can't relax!" Zhu Hao thought.
Just about to go out to Xuanling Mountain, Zhu Hao suddenly realized that the disciple token on his waist was constantly shining.
Elder Xiao conveyed the message to him through the token.
After reading the message above, Zhu Hao suddenly realized that the news that the blood prison was about to open had already begun more than half a month ago. Elder Xiao asked him to do his best.
Zhu Hao clicked on the outer door list in the token, but found that his ranking turned out to be one hundred and twenty-sixth!
Looking at the historical news of the outer rankings, I found that almost a dozen battles took place every day, and the goals of those challengers, without exception, were the top 50!
Zhu Hao clicked to open the list and became familiar with the rules of the list:
Those whose cyclones are equal or not as good as those who challenge their goals will need to pay a certain price when they challenge them, while those whose cyclones are higher than the goal need not pay.
Zhu Hao nodded clearly and walked out.
The sun was shining, it was the afternoon, and he almost couldn't open his eyes with the afterglow of the setting sun.
Taking a step towards the bottom of the mountain, before reaching the foot of the mountain, they found a round figure rushing quickly.
"Boss, aren't you going to play the rankings? You are finally out? How many cyclones have been opened up now?" Guo Zheng asked several questions in succession.
"I want to join in the fun, how do you know that I am closed? Cyclone, ninety or so!" Zhu Hao replied casually.
"Are you still selling Guanzi to me?" Guo Zheng's expression was startled, and he was dissatisfied, but then he turned around and said:
"I know that you are in retreat because you want to find you during this period of time but you can't find it. I want to challenge you to try to force you out. The token shows that you are retreating."
After Zhu Hao listened, he smiled and said:
"Okay, you have become more skilled, and you still want to challenge me?"
"Ahem, don't talk about this first, don't you want to watch the excitement, go to the martial arts venue, walk around!" After Guo Zheng finished, he pulled Zhu Hao and quickly rushed north.
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From a distance, a large arched building stands in front, dozens of columns are connected to each other, like a giant beast entrenched in front.
Zhu Hao was only shocked. He had also stayed in Xuanfeng Academy for almost three months. This was the first time he came to such a place.
This martial arts arena is large enough to hold two thousand people. What surprised him was that it was full of people at this time!
A large area is gathered in blue, all of them are outer disciples, and part of the area is purple, that is inner disciples!
The applause was endless. On a large round stage with a diameter of nearly twenty feet, two people were shouting and fighting each other.
Zhu Hao saw it really, both of them opened up ninety-two cyclones, one of them was enveloped in armor, holding a spear, and raising his hand to bombard, there were bursts of Sanskrit sounds!
As for the other person, his muscles are tied, his hands are wrapped in gloves, and his offensive is quick and violent.
The battle between the two is inextricably difficult, and it seems that it has reached the middle and late stages of the battle.
"The person holding the spear is called Xiao Ping, the 78th in the outer list, and the person wearing the boxing gloves is He Zhong, the 47th in the outer list. I guess He Zhong will lose and I bet on Xiao Ping. Five hundred spirit crystals!" Guo Zheng explained to Zhu Hao with satisfaction and pride.
"Well, wait, bet? What do you mean?" Zhu Hao caught the key word and asked curiously.
"Simple, it was jointly organized by a few outer disciples. Whoever you think will win, you will bet at least five spirit crystals." Guo Zheng said.
Zhu Hao was clear and nodded.
On the martial arts stage, Xiao Ping took the lead in performing the tricks. He saw a seal on his left hand. A large seal was suspended in front of him. The tip of the spear was a little bit. The seal suddenly shrank and condensed on the tip of his spear. It was violent. The momentum suddenly swept the audience.
Zhu Hao was secretly frightened, the power of this shot, I'm afraid it's no more than one thousand catties!
On the other side, Hezhong roared, his original muscles burst out instantly, and his skin even appeared a little red!
Soon, the muscles on Hezhong's body became shriveled, but his fists burst out with bronze-colored brilliance, and he blasted out a punch, which turned up a sonic boom!
Bang!
A punch and a shot collided. In an instant, the high platform seemed to be ignited as a cannonball, and the roar continued, and the sound of a missionary chanting spread with the roar, and the sound waves seemed to have become a killer!
Just as the shock was about to spread out of the field, the columns standing around the competition field lit up.
The beams of light shone on the high platform, turning into a barrier to cover the high platform, blocking the impact from spreading.
Zhu Hao was stunned again, looking at the surrounding columns, and suddenly discovered that each column contained extremely complicated formations. The obscure aura was more than a first grade!
"According to the division of the battle against the mage, the Void Realm Divine Soul can arrange the first-rank and second-rank formations. Now I have no problem building the first-rank formation. It seems that I have to find a chance to try the second-rank formation." Zhu Hao thought. , Looked at the field again.
The aura dissipated, Xiao Ping thrust his spear into the ground, and he could still stand, but the opposite He Zhong was very miserable. A blood hole was pierced in his chest, and his vigorous body was covered with fine scars. He even seemed to have difficulty standing. , Can only kneel down.
The battle is over.
Half of the people cheered, and they bet on the right!
The other half couldn't hide their anger, and glared at Hezhong on the high platform, wishing to rush up and beat him up.
Guo Zheng shouted:
"Oh my God, the odds are not optimistic. I bet five hundred. At the 1.5 odds, wouldn't I only earn two or three hundred Lingjing?"
The people around who had bet wrong turned around and glared at Guo Zheng.
Is this deliberately taunting them?
The cheers in the audience are obviously because there are many people betting on Xiao Ping, but even if he wins, he won't get much money. On the contrary, those losers are likely to lose their money!
"Hey, isn't this Zhu Hao?" A disciple recognized Zhu Hao with sharp eyes and exclaimed immediately.
Those who heard the movement turned around and looked at Zhu Hao.
Soon, thousands of people in the audience looked in this direction, including the inner disciples, wanting to see which Zhu Hao was!
When the news of the opening of the blood prison didn't spread, Zhu Hao was a hotly debated object.
Whether it is the first place on the Xiaotian list or picking ten medicine kings, it is enough to make countless people red eyes!
Some good people said that on a dark and windy night, many disciples and goddesses lined up, just for a spring night with Zhu Hao!
Although this is an exaggeration, many people living in Xuanling Mountain still see that there are many beautiful female disciples waiting in front of Zhu Hao's gate, whether it is day or night.
At the beginning of the Blood Prison, there were also many good players at the outer door who wanted to challenge Zhu Hao to let out a sigh, but they found that Zhu Hao had actually closed up!
Now that I saw Zhu Hao in the competition field, many people had different thoughts, and they had different thoughts.
If you can teach Zhu Hao while you get the Medicine King, why not do it?
"That's the king of ten medicines. I'm satisfied with giving me one!"
"That is, how could Zhu Hao refining ten plants alone? It's a pity that my ranking is not high enough. If it is in the top fifty, wouldn't it be possible to challenge the King of Medicine?"
"Before, an unsophisticated senior in the outer door opened up four cyclones by relying on the eleventh elixir picked by a senior sister. Isn't the effect of this medicine king even more terrifying?"
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