I Hang Up In the Fantasy World

　　 Half a month's time passed quietly.

　　 "My lord, today is the day of the battle for the place in the blood spirit pool, and the king is ready to set off."

　　 On this day, there was a knock on the door. Then came the voice of the next person.

　　 "I see, I'll go over immediately."

　　 Zhang Yi said, and finally ran the Xiao Zhou Tian exercise to make the spiritual energy enter the dantian and turn it into true essence. Immediately closed up and got up.

　　Although the big head of improving the practice point is spiritual stone, the daily practice still cannot be abandoned.

　　 Persevering in practice day after day is an indispensable part of the road to the strong.

　　 Even in the relaxation time after completing the task, Zhang Yi maintained a daily practice.

　　 After some sorting, Zhang Yi got up and joined Zheng Jian and others.

　　 "Zhang Gongfeng."

　　 Zheng Jian greeted Zhang Yi as soon as he saw him.

　　 "The movement of the territorial warriors fighting with all their strength is too great. We need to go to the deserted autumn plains on this trip. After we decide the victory or defeat there, we will allocate the disciples to the blood spirit pool for baptism based on the number of places obtained."

　　 Zhang Yi nodded.

　　 "Then let's leave now."

　　 Seeing that Zhang Yi had arrived, Zheng Jian said.

　　 Then the three of them turned into a rainbow and disappeared into the sky.

　　 Two hours later, on the deserted autumn plain in the east of the capital.

　　 Zhang Yi and the three have arrived.

　　 Looking from below, Zhang Yi found that there were already many people gathered on the wasteland at this time.

　　 And the biggest force among them has three parties, showing a state of confrontation.

　　 King Capital, Great Yanzong, Spirit Sword Gate.

　　 The three major forces of the North Spirit Kingdom have all gathered here.

　　 Although the Spirit Sword Sect does not need to compete for places, but for the confrontation between the other two major forces of the North Spirit Kingdom, I am still very interested to observe it.

　　 "Zheng Jian, you are too slow to come..."

　　 After Zhang Yi and others landed, a cold voice came from the front side.

　　 Someone came to find the fault so soon?

　　 Zhang Yi thought in his heart, and looked up in the direction of the sound.

　　 I saw a group of disciples wearing uniform costumes on the left front of the capital.

　　 And in front of the many disciples, there are three realm martial artists standing in the forefront.

　　 "Is that the Great Yan Sect."

　　 Zhang Yi thought to himself, and looked at the head of the three.

　　 That is a middle-aged man.

　　The man is wearing short sleeves and is sturdy, with well-proportioned muscle lines on his exposed arms. The words just now came from his mouth.

　　 Great Yanzong Great Elder Zhao Wushuang.

　　 The cultivation base reached the middle stage of the realm. He was proficient in the first-hand fire martial arts, and few people could contend with it.

　　 "This is the character I'm going to play against later?"

　　 Zhang Yi's face was calm, and he observed.

　　 Zhao Wushuang's body did not have a particularly strong surge of true essence.

　　 But he just stood there casually, which made people afraid to underestimate him.

　　 is like a sleeping volcano.

　　 If it does not erupt, it will be earth-shattering once it erupts!

　　 "The square-faced man standing in the forefront is the great elder of the Great Yan Sect, Zhao Wushuang." On the side, Zheng Jian reminded in a low voice.

　　 Zhang Yi nodded gently.

　　 Under the eyes of Insight, he has collected all the information of the three realm warriors on the opposite side.

　　 This Zhao Wushuang may be at the top level in Beiling Country, but for Zhang Yi.

　　 Want to beat is just a waste of time.

　　 There is a sky outside the sky, and there are people outside the world, but that's all.

　　 "It's not noon at this time, and it's not yet the agreed time, Elder Zhao is too impatient, right."

　　 After reminding Zhang Yi, Zheng Jian smiled slightly and retorted.

　　 Zao Wou-ki gave a cold snort.

　　 "You can still take advantage of your tongue now."

　　 "By the time of the competition, I don't know if your hands are worthy of the effort."

　　 Saying this, Zhao Wushuang then moved his gaze away from Zheng Jian, first lingered on Fang Lin's body for a while, then looked at Zhang Yi, with some doubts on his face.

"he is……"

　　 "Zhang Yi."

　　 The corners of Zhang Yi's mouth cocked, his gaze met Zhao Wushuang's probing gaze, and he calmly replied.

"Oh……"

　　 Zhao Wushuang showed a suddenly realized expression and smiled.

　　 "This is the helper you are looking for."

　　 "I almost forgot that Zheng Yuan was seriously injured not long ago and had to be absent from this competition for places."

　　 "You are missing one person and have to ask the outside world for help. It seems that this is the person."

　　 Zhao Wushuang shook his head, and said with some regret:

　　 "In the previous battle, Zheng Yuan had a small victory over me. I also thought about taking advantage of this opportunity to re-sign, and it turned out that he was seriously injured, which is really regrettable."

　　 "I don't know who you are against me this time, I just hope that I can enjoy the fight."

　　 "Hey, Zheng Yuan is not there, and there is no one who forced me to use my full strength."

　　 At the end of the talk, Zhao Wushuang showed a pity on his face, a lonely lonely looking for defeat.

　　 Zhang Yi heard the other party's request, his face remained unchanged, but he said in his heart that he would immediately do what you wanted.

　　……

　　 At this time, a person walked out of the Yujian Gate.

　　 This person's clothes fluttered, acting like the wind, and came to the central open space where the three parties converged.

　　 And everyone's sights are all in sight.

　　 "Since the royal capital and the Great Yanzong have arrived, the battle for places will begin."

　　 "This time, according to the original rules, my Spirit Sword Sect will host it."

　　 After saying this, the man looked at Da Yanzong and Wangdu, "Two, please choose the first person to fight."

　　 After the man finished speaking, Zheng Jian looked around, until he saw Zhang Yihe with a calm face, holding his hands tightly at this moment, staring at Fang Lin, the third elder of the Great Yanzong opposite.

　　 He sighed in his heart and walked out of the crowd first.

　　 And Zhao Wushuang saw that Zheng Jian was the first to fight~www.novelmt.com~ A strange color flashed in his eyes, but he didn't think too much, Zheng Yuan was not there, this **** spirit pool battle, there is no part of the royal capital!

　　Zheng Jian walked to the center of the open space, looked in the direction of the Great Yanzong, and said loudly: "Commander Chen, I beat you last time, dare to fight again?"

　　 Next to Zhao Wushuang, a tall and thin man heard this, and a cloud of darkness flashed in his eyes, looking at Zhao Wushuang.

　　 "Are you sure?" Zhao Wushuang said softly.

　　 "This time, I won't lose."

　　 The tall and thin man replied.

　　Zhao Wushuang nodded lightly, and then the tall and thin man jumped out, came to the opposite of Zheng Jian, and said coldly, "Huh, last time you were lucky, but this time, it's not necessarily the case."

　　 "Well, I'm afraid to lose me again. At that time, I don't know how you can defend it?"

　　 Zheng Jian sarcastically said unceremoniously.

　　 Wangdu and Dayanzong have fought against each other many times because of their blood spirit pools, and the relationship is not harmonious. In addition, the two have had a holiday. In this fight, naturally, the tip of the needle is against the Maimang.

　　 "If everything is ready, then this blood spirit pool quota battle begins!"

　　 As soon as the host's voice fell, the rest of the surrounding people also retreated quickly, leaving room for the confrontation between the two realm warriors.

"Humph!"

　　 Just as the voice fell, the vigorous True Qi fluctuations broke out from the two of them almost coincidentally.

　　 The mighty power, like a violent wind, spreads towards the four fields.

　　The power of mysticism spread in Zhang Yi's eyes, and the details of the match between the two in the field immediately caught Zhang Yi's eyes.

　　 This first battle was full of gunpowder from the beginning.

　　 As the first players from both camps, both of them wanted to make the next city first and return in triumph.