As people outside let Ye Fan pass, he looked at a passage ahead.
He quickly entered the passage, crossed the corridor, and came to a hall.
In the center of the hall, there is a monk who is busy recording various information.
\"You, new here?\"
The monk who recorded the information asked Ye Fan.
\"Hmm. Please take care of me!\"
Ye Fan walked to the monk and asked with a smile.
\"care?\"
The cultivator looked up at Ye Fan with a scornful smile, because he saw the mark of the thirty-six stars on Ye Fan's body.
\"The monks who come here rely on real strength!\"
The monk looked at Ye Fan, showing an impatient look. For monks with such low-level stars, his expectations were almost zero. It is impossible to make any achievements in the arena, only cannon fodder.
\"Zichen Star, Xuanyunmen, Ye Fan!\"
\"Thirty-sixth gear little star? Haha. Boy, you are really brave.\"
\"Just try your luck!\"
\"Try your luck? It's interesting, it depends on how you died.\"
\"is it?\"
Seeing that monk's sinister smile, Ye Fan just smiled slightly and ignored it. This was what he expected.
There is a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger in the arena here. Ye Fan also knows this very well. Therefore, no one is optimistic about the monks of these low-level stars.
But now that he is here, he must give these self-respecting guys a lesson.
\"The second stage of crossing the robbery, well, your cultivation level has been determined, and we will match you with a suitable opponent. Oh, by the way, do you need a code name?\"
\"Code name?\"
Ye Fan was taken aback for a moment and didn't understand what this meant.
\"It's very simple. Duel here. Many are the core disciples of Shuiyue Holy Land, or other high-level stars. They are inconvenient to reveal their identity, so they are anonymous and give a code name, but if you say, hehe, it doesn't matter Right?\"
Listening to the monk's explanation, Ye Fan frowned. He didn't want to reveal his identity. After all, it is not a good thing to attract too much attention.
He just came here and taught Song Yushu, who was ranked thirty-sixth on the Tianjiao list, to be famous.
\"That's the case! Brother, then I'll make a code name and call it \'Beichen\'!\"
Ye Fan is a member of the Beichen School, and he inherited from the Beichen Immortal Venerable Wei Qianshan. Only in this way can he have such strength. This code name is suitable for his experience.
In the Holy Land for a few months, although there are many people with extensive knowledge. But I am afraid that very few people have any understanding of Beichen School, and they are not afraid to expose their identity.
\"Hey, take this!\"
Just as Ye Fan was about to enter the venue, the monk threw a mask over.
Ye Fan put on the mask and walked directly into the distance.
\"What a fool!\"
Watching Ye Fan enter the venue, the monk sneered and said, in his opinion, a monk like Ye Fan had poor brains and poor skills. Entering here was just a death-death lord.
Ye Fan put on a mask and entered the waiting area of the venue. There are many monks here who wear strange masks, just like him, waiting to enter the field.
When they saw Ye Fan coming over, they immediately sensed his cultivation base, crossing the second stage of Tribulation.
\"Boy. You dare to come to the arena, are you crazy?\"
\"Thirty-six grades of Zichen Star, hehe, really made me laugh.\"
\"No one reminds you of the dangers here?\"
Just entered the waiting room. Ye Fan was taunted by several masked monks.
\"It's okay, I just came to try it.\"
These unnecessary doubts, Ye Fan had already taken it off.
\"Try it? Hahaha, I'm really not afraid of death!\"
\"Forget it, this kind of person is not worthy of sympathy!\"
Several monks all looked at the arena, ready to enter.
Ye Fan felt the breath of the monks around him.
\"Sure enough, there is a hidden dragon and a tiger. Many people have hidden their breath.\"
After some perception, it was discovered that no real results could be obtained here, and Ye Fan didn't do useless work, just waiting for his entry.
\"Boy, come here!\"
\"it is good!\"
Seeing an official cultivator of the arena came over, he had a special uniform on his body, which was easy to recognize.
\"Beichen is right?\"
\"Yes, I am Beichen!\"
\"Okay. This is your session, take it, don't delay it for a while!\"
\"it is good!\"
Ye Fan nodded slightly and took his own game card.
The Ten Thousand Immortal Conference is about to be held, and the masters of countless stars have come here, and the arena is very lively.
There are hundreds of venues here, and can accommodate hundreds of duels at the same time.
The audience is even more crowded, and the monks above the stars want to make a fortune here.
Because, in their own stars, sects, although they are the best, but the resources of the stars are limited, many people don't even have a heavenly treasure, and they can get one or even a few if they are lucky. The temptation is great.
\"Boom, boom, boom!\"
Suddenly, the drums of fighting sounded. Ye Fan took a look at his brand, and sure enough, this was his game.
Several monks around looked at him, although they couldn't get their expressions through the mask. But Ye Fan could easily perceive that they were sneering.
Ye Fan walked out of the waiting area and came to the real arena.
At this time, a host came to the battlefield.
\"Everyone, we have a new contestant. The next one, codenamed Beichen, let us welcome him!\"
Since Ye Fan is an unknown person, there is no movement.
Everyone burst into laughter instantly after sensing his cultivation base and the 36-level star mark on him.
\"Thirty-six stars, are you kidding me?\"
\"Hahaha, this kind of people also come to participate, this kind of competition starts and ends, it is a waste of our time!\"
\"Yes, the odds have exploded, it's useless at all!\"
Many gamblers are disgusted with Ye Fan, because in this case, they can't bet at all.
\"The next appearance is Beichen’s opponent, the arrogant Wei Renjie from Wu Quxing! Before that, Wei Renjie had won nine consecutive victories. As long as he won the next game, he would be able to win the tenth consecutive victory!\ "
\"Wow……\"
Suddenly, countless monks cheered and won nine games in a row. This is not easy!
