I Hang Up In the Fantasy World

　　 "The third round of competition, Wangdu wins!"

　　 When the four wilds were silent, a voice yelled out.

　　 The voices of people all around suddenly became loud, and there were constant discussions.

　　Who could have imagined that in the absence of Zheng Yuan, the top master of the royal capital, the king's side could actually achieve a record of three wins!

　　 This time the dispute over the places in the Blood Spirit Pool has already come to fruition.

　　 There are six on the side of the royal capital and six on the side of the spirit sword.

　　 The Great Yanzong, who was originally high hopes by everyone, fell before the battle for places.

　　 "I lost..."

　　 Compared with the cheers from the royal capital, the Great Yanzong suddenly fell silent and lost all three battles. Even if the big elder came back in a miserable defeat, it was even more desperate than the previous two games.

　　 The first two matches were back and forth, but the third match was directly crushed.

　　 The complexion of many disciples of the Great Yan Sect became extremely ugly.

　　 originally thought it was a complete victory, but in the end it turned into such a result!

　　 "That man, turned out to be the trump card of the royal side."

　　 Next to Chen Lie, a thin man, Commander Chen, said with a wry smile.

　　 "What is the origin of that person?"

　　 "Why on earth can the king's side invite such a character?"

　　 Chen Lie frowned and asked in a cold voice.

　　 "I don't know, this person is extremely unfamiliar. There is no news in the North Spirit Kingdom. I suspect it is someone from another region."

　　 "Would you like to order the disciples to investigate?" Chen Lie suggested.

　　 "No, the opponent's strength is so strong, and you can't do things that may annoy the other party. This time, swallow the bitter fruit."

　　 Commander Chen said in a low voice.

　　...

the other side.

　　 Zhang Yi hit Zhao Wushuang severely with a sword, and then floated back.

　　 "Zhang Gongfeng."

　　 After returning to the royal capital, Zheng Jian spoke, his tone full of gratitude.

　　The rest of the people on the side of the capital all looked at Zhang Yi in awe, with a sense of worship in their eyes.

　　 "Blood Spirit Pool, thank you Zhang Zhuanfeng for his full help, otherwise I am afraid that the king's side will return with a disastrous defeat." Zheng Jian said solemnly.

　　 "It's just a transaction. I just follow the rules and pay the bill." Zhang Yi said with a smile.

　　 "That's natural." Zheng Jian smiled.

　　 "After returning to the capital, I can tell Mr. Liu to forge a Tier 3 weapon for you."

　　 "And the blood spirit pool is still three months away, Zhang Zhuanfeng can make some preparations early."

　　 "That would be better."

　　 Zhang Yi nodded, feeling that the trip has gained a lot.

　　...

　　 It was when Zhang Yi and Zheng Jian were chatting.

　　 Zhao Wushuang, who was hit by a sword and fell to the ground, was also helped by the disciple of the door back into the Great Flame Sect.

　　 "The Great Elder."

　　 "The Great Elder."

　　 Chen Lie and Commander Chen both spoke out.

　　 And Zhao Wushuang looked sullenly in the direction of the royal capital, and there was a little cold glow in his eyes, and he did not accept the words of the two. There was a hideous scratch on his chest.

　　 "Elder Zhao, now the three rounds have been divided and we have passed." As Zhao Wushuang's eyes gloomily looked towards the direction of the royal capital, Zheng Jian seemed to be aware of it, and then gave a faint smile and arched his hands.

　　 "Huh! The capital has really hired a good helper." Zhao Wushuang sneered.

　　 "With each other, but now my capital has won all three battles, this "Blood Spirit Pool", according to the previous rules, does not belong to the Great Yan Sect, Elder Zhao, please forgive me." Zheng Jian smiled.

　　 Hearing this, Chen Lie and the others couldn't help clenching their fists, their faces full of unwillingness.

The blood spirit pool has the magical effect of washing the sutras and strengthening the flesh. For the disciples in the door, it has an extremely important role. If they can absorb the power of the blood, they will surely follow the path of martial arts in the future. Smoother.

　　 It's a pity that they lost this time in the battle for places, and they lost it completely.

　　 "Huh, it's just a moment of luck. I hope you can always have such good luck."

"let's go!"

　　Since he lost, it would be unpleasant to stay here again. Zhao Wushuang waved his hand and immediately decided to return to the Great Flame Sect.

　　 "The battle for places is over, then let's go back." Zheng Jian said.

　　 Zhang Yi also agreed.

　　 Just as he was about to leave, there was a person approaching here in the direction of the Spirit Sword Gate.

　　The coming man has fluttering clothes and acting like the wind. It is the realm martial artist who is dispatched by the spirit sword gate this time, and he is also the referee of this competition, Zhong Bei.

　　 Zhongbei walked to the royal capital, with a smile on his face, first he bowed his hands in congratulations and said: "This time the royal capital has won a complete victory, which is really gratifying."

　　 "It's just luck." Zheng Jian didn't dare to neglect, and quickly replied.

　　 "Brother Zheng is too humble, winning three games is not just luck." Zhong Bei said with a smile, letting Hou look at Zhang Yi.

　　 "This adult is..."

　　 Zheng Jian did not answer, but looked at Zhang Yi.

　　 Zhang Yi glanced at Zhong Bei quietly, then withdrew his gaze.

　　 "It's not worth mentioning, this trip is just a deal."

　　 Zhang Yi said coldly.

　　 And the underlying meaning of Zhang Yi's sentence has been very clear.

　　 is not worth mentioning. He didn't say his name. Obviously, he didn't want to have too much contact with others.

　　 And pointing out this trip was a deal, and it also explained his relationship with the royal capital.

　　 So, there is no special relationship between Wangdu and this man.

　　 Zhong Bei must have got the answer in his heart.

　　 So after a few more fake conversations, he casually found an excuse to leave.

　　 "Okay, let's go."

　　 When Zhong Bei left, Zhang Yi said calmly.

　　 For Zhang Yi, there are only two goals for his trip.

　　 One, ask someone to build a Tier 3 weapon.

　　Secondly, get a place in the blood spirit pool.

　　 And now these two goals are almost completed, just need to wait for a while.

　　 Naturally, he doesn't want to have extra branches.

　　 steadily grasping these two benefits, and then leaving, is the best choice.

　　 Zhang Yi and Fang Lin soared into the sky, turning into a stream of light and lasing towards the sky, while below, the forces of the royal capital side returned the same way under the command of Zheng Jian.

　　...

the next day.

　　The king's living room.

　　 Zhang Yi sat on one side, while Zheng Jian and Fang Lin sat on the other side, and besides the two, there was another person in this living room. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com

　　 "Zhang Gongfeng, let me introduce to you, this is Lao Liu, who is the only craftsman in our capital."

　　 "Your weapon forging will depend on Mr. Liu."

　　 Zheng Jian pointed to a wrinkled old man next to him and said.

　　 It turned out to be him, Zhang Yi thought in his heart, nodded and replied politely.

　　 "Lao Liu, I will really trouble you next."

　　 Zhang Yi also maintains respect for craftsmen.

"It's all trivial." The old man said with a smile: "I have heard about everything this time. The reason why I was able to win a big victory is thanks to the son. I built a weapon for the son. What is it? Woolen cloth."

　　 Zhang Yi was not welcome, and handed the storage ring that had been prepared a long time ago to the old man, which contained materials for forging Tier 3 weapons.

　　 There is a sword in there, flying marks.

　　 Zhang Yi's plan is to take Feihen as the main body, adding new materials and re-forging it from Tier 2 to Tier 3.

　　 The old man took the storage ring and said with a smile: "The son will come and fetch it in a month." After speaking, the old man left, leaving only three people in the field.

　　 "Zhang Gongfeng entered the blood spirit pool to strengthen his body?"

　　 Zheng Jian said.

　　 Zhang Yi nodded.

　　The function of the blood spirit pool is the power of qi and blood contained in it, and the function of the power of qi and blood, whether it is to cleanse the muscles or refine the body, is a physical body.

　　 This matter cannot be hidden, nor does it need to be hidden.

　　 "Zhang Gongfeng, maybe you need this." Zheng Jian said, took out a cheat book from the storage ring and handed it to Zhang Yi.

　　 Zhang Yi looked down.

The cover of 　　 is brand new, as if it had just been made.

　　 has five characters on it.

　　 "Qi and blood turbine power."