Hearing that the other party said that he was going to bet on him, Liu Qinghuan, who had changed his appearance and turned into a physical cultivator, was surprised for a moment, thought for a while, and said, "I don't know at the moment, maybe I will go back in a few days." ”

When the man heard this, he couldn't help but be a little disappointed: "Really?"

Liu Qinghuan smiled and arched his hand, and walked to the side of the platform.

Since he began to cultivate the "Ten Thousand Tribulations Immortal Body", more than five years have passed now, and he has achieved a small amount of success in refining the body, so he has recently come out of the customs and has a few battles with people to test the results of these days by the way.

So far, it seems pretty good.

Walking to the side of the stage, the isolation defense array had been opened, and the Qingming monk who supervised the battle made a stroke on the notebook at hand, and said: "Qinglin, the cultivation of the Nether Ten Thousand Hu, the record on the Moxie 145 battle platform is to win ten games in a row, and the next one can be challenged." Well, are you ready?"

"You're going to play the challenge field?"

Without waiting for Liu Qinghuan to speak, the monk who had fought against him before also followed, and interjected: "Fellow Daoist, you can't give up on the challenge field, if you win, you can be promoted to the cadre platform!"

Liu Qinghuan asked, "Challenge field?"

He used to look at people's fighting methods, and he only knew that the fighting methods here were all named after the ancient famous swords, and they were divided into eight levels according to the level of cultivation.

Among them, the five platforms of Chengying, Chunjun, Fish Intestines, Mo Evil, and Ganjiang are the battle platforms for the Yin and Yang Void Reality Realm monks, and the combined monks are Zhanlu, Longyuan, and Chixiao.

The top one, called Tai Atai, is located on the Sangu Mountain, which is specially used by Mahayana monks to fight, and it is rare to open it once, but every time it is opened, it will attract countless people to watch the battle.

"You don't know, do you?" the monk screamed in surprise and began to explain to him the rules of the fighting platform.

As the head of the three thousand realms, Qing Ming is full of major repairs, and there are many high-level monks. And the Nine Heavens Clouds, as the land of ten thousand laws, not only have many Qingying monks coming and going, but also gather Nether monks from other interfaces.

These people came here, with the intention of exchanging Dao methods, learning combat skills, and even improving their fame, going back and forth between the various Dao Arenas and Fighting Dharma Platforms, so in order not to collapse the order, Jiutian Yunxiao formulated some rules accordingly.

Liu Qinghuan was in Moyetai when he first appeared because of his cultivation in the late stage of the Yin Void Realm, and now he has won ten games in a row, and according to the regulations, he needs to enter the challenge field within half a month, as long as he wins, he can go to Ganjiangtai and fight with more stronger monks. If you don't play the challenge after the deadline, you have to start all over again.

Correspondingly, the higher you go up to the fighting platform, the more monks will watch, and at the same time, the bets under the stage will also increase significantly, and the income will naturally be higher after winning.

"So you get the idea, it would be a shame if you didn't keep fighting!"

That person was more enthusiastic than Liu Qinghuan himself, and he chattered: "However, the Ganjiang Platform is the highest fighting platform for my Yin and Yang Realm cultivators, so it no longer follows the rule of ten consecutive victories and promotions, but ranks according to the number of accumulated victories. As long as you go to the top 100, you will have a very rich reward!"

Liu Qinghuan stretched his eyebrows and said, "Thank you for your answer, then, what is the name of the challenge field?"

"Well......" The man hesitated, glancing at the Warlord.

The Warlord took out a jade slip from his bosom, tapped it with his finger, and one by one, the names jumped out and floated in the air.

"Here are some of the lower-ranked monks in Mo Yetai, you can choose one of them to challenge, of course, the other party can also refuse your challenge, except for the last one, he has no right to refuse. ”

Liu Qinghuan frowned slightly: "If I win, will I often accept other people's challenges in the future?"

"Of course. ”

Liu Qinghuan shook his head and said: "Forget it, I will only go on stage to fight in my spare time, and by the way, I will test the results of my cultivation, and I don't want to fall into endless challenges." ”

The Warlord Monk's eyes flashed, and he said: "Then you can try Xuanyuan Terrace, you can go there whenever you want, there are many fellow practitioners with high mana power who have been here all year round, and it is the best place to test your strength, and at the same time, every time you win, the rewards are also extremely rich." ”

Liu Qinghuan smiled and said noncommittally: "Thank you, I'll think about it." ”

Xuanyuan Tai is a very special fighting platform on the nine heavenly clouds, every fighting method is extremely hot, although it can also be a result of admitting defeat, but when playing red eyes, who cares if you admit defeat or not, so Xuanyuan Tai is also called life and death fighting platform.

Saying goodbye to the two, Liu Qinghuan rode the wind and returned to his cave, and soon there was thunder roaring in the closed Ruyi Palace, and the power of heaven and earth was like a cloud.

After that, a mysterious physique appeared on the Xuanyuan platform, who always disappeared for a long time after a fight, but every time he appeared, he defeated his opponent with a devastating force.

After a long time, even though he has been extremely low-key, he still attracts some people's attention.

"War book?"

Liu Qinghuan crawled out of the pit with a dusty head, and the clothes on his body had become tattered in the previous thunderbolt, revealing his lean and fine skin.

He took the delicate ink post handed over by Fu Bao and flipped through it: "Huang Batu, who is it?"

Fu Bao glanced at his lips and said with a disdainful expression: "Let me inquire, it seems that a physical cultivator who has recently gained fame in Xuanyuan Terrace has defeated several monks who have been famous for a long time, and his methods are extremely cruel, and those who fight against him are either killed on the spot or seriously injured." ”

Liu Qinghuan patted his sleeve, walked to a waterfall not far away to wash away the dust on his body, and asked nonchalantly, "So why did he find me?"

"I guess I heard some deeds of the master, after all, the master you have always held a record of complete victories and have an undefeated reputation. ”

Liu Qinghuan handed the post back to Fubao: "You don't have to take this kind of war book in the future, it's not available." ”

A trivial matter, he thought it was over like this, and he didn't take it to heart, but he didn't want the other party to refuse to give up, so he sent posts to the door several times in a row, and the words became more and more intense every time.

"Surrender without a fight, steal the world and deceive the world, scale insects?" Liu Qinghuan sneered and threw away the post: "Let the messenger go." ”

Fu Bao responded and left, but in less than half an hour, he ran back again, and shouted angrily: "Master, that madman has come to the door with a large group of people!"

Liu Qinghuan's expression sank, and a trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

He slowly stood up, straightened his clothes, wiped his face again, and changed it to the appearance of walking outside.

At this time, seven or eight people had gathered outside Liu Qinghuan's remote and rarely visited cave mansion, and the sound of shouting and laughing spread all over the mountains, and the first person was a tiger with a burly figure, with a playful contemptuous smile on his face, staring at the closed cave door.