I Hang Up In the Fantasy World

Looking at the two people who were in a bad mood at this time, Zhang Yi then said indifferently, "I wonder how sure the two of you are in this battle for the quota?"

As soon as Zhang Yi said this, the hall fell silent. Zheng Jian and Fang Lin looked at each other with a trace of helplessness in their eyes.

How sure are you?

Not even one piece!

This is by no means alarmist.

But the naked reality!

Zheng Yuan was injured and unable to participate in this competition for the quota, which meant that the two of them had to stand up.

You can't allow an outsider to face the opponent's powerful enemy, and they should stay behind.

Under such circumstances, he, Zheng Jian, wanted to lead the battle to the Great Elder of the Great Yanzong whose cultivation had reached the middle stage of the realm. How could he win at the peak of the early stage of the realm?

And Fang Lin also wanted to be one in the front row to provoke the opponent's second elder.

Although the opponent's second elder lost to Zheng Jian last time, after such a long period of training, his physical strength has reached the peak of the early stage of the realm.

How sure is Fang Lin of winning?

Comparing it this way, the priest in front of him seemed to have the greatest chance of winning.

Thinking of this, Zheng Jian smiled bitterly.

This time, if he can win the next game, he will be lucky enough, and he can't hope for more.

Looking at the two people opposite who were silent because of what he said, Zhang Yi didn't feel the slightest bit conscious, but his words were even more astonishing.

"Zheng Yuan is already a mid-level martial artist."

"And for a while there will be a battle for places."

"Why did the accident happen at this time?"

"Or, how did this accident happen by coincidence before the competition for places?"

After finishing speaking, Zhang Yi deliberately glanced at the opposite side.

Zhang Yi's words were like a sharp sword, piercing through the hidden hearts of the two of them.

Zheng Jian's face changed drastically immediately.

Fang Lin, on the other hand, stared at Zhang Yi and said word by word:

"Do you know what you're going to say?"

"what do you mean!"

"Ha ha."

Zhang Yi smiled heartily:

"I just mentioned it casually, don't take it to heart."

Zhang Yi said so, but how can he pretend that nothing happened when he said something.

Are Zheng Jian and Fang Lin fools?

Didn't the two suspect it?

Of course, they suspected that they even had a candidate in their hearts.

But so what?

is that useful?

Useless!

Since it's useless, then it's not just a broken tooth and swallowed in the stomach, and can only pretend to be ignorant.

But what the two of them didn't expect was that.

The young man in front of him, who just came to complete a task and then left, would be so ignorant of the rules, blatantly putting the problem on the table, making it hard for them to get off the stage.

This is completely out of routine!

"Your Mightiness."

Even though Zheng Jian was usually well-trained, his expression was embarrassing at this time.

"You may be too lenient."

"From the moment you appeared, you asked about the last competition for the spot, and you deliberately talked about the possibility that your father was injured and there might be other secrets behind you."

"What are your plans?"

At this moment, Zheng Jian and Fang Lin stood together, staring closely at Zhang Yi, their aura faintly exuded.

Zhang Yi smiled lightly, and leaned back on the back of the chair, completely ignoring the faint coercion formed by the two of them.

Zhang Yi raised his eyes and looked at the two people opposite him. He was very relaxed and said his purpose.

"The meaning is very simple."

"If you let me replace your father and compete with the Great Elder on the opposite side, and you compete against the opposite side according to the original plan, how many rounds can you win?"

"What do you mean by your words?" Zheng Jian asked with a frown.

He couldn't keep up with the thinking of this young man.

"It's just the meaning of the words themselves."

"I will help you defeat the Great Elder of the Great Yanzong, and after the matter is completed, you will give me a place in the Blood Spirit Pool."

Zhang Yi replied, finally expressing his plan.

After figuring out the peak combat power of Beiling Kingdom yesterday, Zhang Yi only felt that he was too cautious before.

With his current strength, in the entire Beiling Kingdom, the only one who can fight him is the Great Elder of the Spirit Sword Sect whose cultivation has reached the late stage.

As for Zheng Yuan, the king's capital, and the Great Elder of the Great Yanzong, they are just ordinary mid-level fighters, so they are not worth mentioning.

Even with one against two, Zhang Yi is absolutely sure of gaining the upper hand.

That's why Zhang Yi was acting so strong at this time.

What is strength for?

Isn't that what it's for.

When dealing with the weak, Zhang Yi never minds posing as the strong.

In other words, isn't this the law of this world - the best embodiment of the law of the jungle?

...

but.

After listening to Zhang Yi's words, Zheng Jian was not only not afraid, but suddenly wanted to laugh.

The man in front of him is just a newcomer, and he doesn't even have a Tier 3 weapon.

Where did he get the courage and strength to say those words?

In place of his father?

Leading the battle with the Great Elder of the Great Yanzong?

And how the words in it give people a feeling that he has directly locked the victory.

You know, even his father didn't dare to say that he won the opponent.

How dare this man in front of you!

How dare he say such words!

Zheng Jian gave Zhang Yi a strange look and thought, could it be that he thought that the great elder of the Great Yanzong was in the early stage of the realm like the two of them?

The more Zheng Jian thought about it, the more he felt that it was almost inseparable. Otherwise, how dare the person in front of him utter such bold words?

...

The reason why Zheng Jian and Fang Lin misunderstood Zhang Yi's cultivation in the early stage of the realm was completely a common sense error.

After all, if the warriors in the same realm did not intentionally radiate true energy fluctuations to let the other party know their cultivation level, generally speaking, they would not be able to find out. (Except for Zhang Yi, who relies on plug-ins)

Therefore, the two of them actually didn't know about Zhang Yi's true cultivation. All along, they had only relied on guesswork.

Normally, the guess of the two of them is indeed correct.

Generally speaking, after breaking through to the realm, warriors only need to accumulate for a period of time before they can have their own Tier 3 weapons.

It usually takes at least several decades to break through from the early stage of the realm to the middle stage of the realm. That is to say, warriors in the middle stage of the realm usually have Tier 3 weapons.

Most of those who can come to seek to refine Tier 3 weapons are newly promoted warriors who have not yet broken through the realm and do not have Tier 3 weapons.

It was precisely because of this that Zhang Yi came here to refine a Tier 3 weapon.

The two naturally thought that Zhang Yi was a warrior who had just broken through the realm.

The two of them never imagined that the Zhang Yi in front of him could not be guessed according to common sense.

You can use spiritual stones to transform and upgrade practice points without limit.

As a result, although Zhang Yi is strong, he is very poor!

There is no way to save money, let alone buy Tier 3 weapons.

Although the two of them guessed wrongly about Zhang Yi's cultivation level, it was true that Zhang Yi had only broken through the level not long ago.

For the 400-year-old lifespan of a martial artist in the environment.

In six years, Zhang Yi can really be regarded as a newcomer.

It's just that this newly promoted martial artist in the realm has cultivated too fast.

Zheng Jian shook his head, with a smile on his face, he regarded Zhang Yi as the kind who didn't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth.

He didn't expect the other party to be so unreasonable, Zheng Jian couldn't say anything about him.

He is just a warrior who has just advanced to the realm!

Why are you arguing with him?

On the other hand, Fang Lin also had a similar attitude, obviously treating Zhang Yi as a young man who was born with a calf and was not afraid of tigers.

Zhang Yi looked at the two people on the opposite side, and saw their subtle expression changes, and he knew it in his heart.

Zhang Yi was not angry either, but with a smile on the corner of his mouth, he casually raised his hand and pointed out.