I Hang Up In the Fantasy World

Half a month passed quietly.

"My lord, today is the day for the competition for the quota of the Blood Spirit Pond. Your Majesty is ready to go."

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

"Understood, I'll go there right away."

As Zhang Yi said, he finally operated the Xiao Zhoutian Kung Fu to make the aura enter the dantian and turn it into true energy. Then get up and get up.

Although spirit stones are the key to improving one's practice point, daily practice should not be neglected.

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

Even for the relaxation time after completing the task, Zhang Yi still maintains a daily routine of practice.

After tidying up, Zhang Yi got up and joined Zheng Jian and the others.

"Zhang Feng."

Upon seeing Zhang Yi, Zheng Jian greeted him.

"There is too much movement of the warriors fighting with all their strength. We need to go to the Desolate Autumn Plain on this trip. After deciding the winner there, we will allocate the disciples to the Blood Spirit Pool to receive baptism according to the places we get."

Zhang Yi nodded.

"Then let's start at once."

Seeing that Zhang Yi had arrived, Zheng Jian said.

Immediately, 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.

The three of Zhang Yi have arrived.

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

Among them, the biggest force has three parties, presenting a state of confrontation.

Wangdu, Great Yanzong, Lingjianmen.

The three major forces of Beiling Kingdom are all gathered here.

Although the Spirit Sword Sect does not need to compete for the quota, they are still very interested in watching the confrontation between the other two major forces in the Beiling Kingdom.

"Zheng Jian, you guys came too slowly..."

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

Someone came to find fault so soon?

Thinking in Zhang Yi's mind, he looked up in the direction of the sound.

I saw a group of disciples wearing uniform uniforms in the front left of the capital.

And in front of the many disciples, there are three realm warriors standing at the front.

"Is that the Great Yanzong?"

Thinking to himself, Zhang Yi looked at the leader of the three.

It was a middle-aged man.

He was wearing short sleeves, with a strong body and well-proportioned muscle lines on his exposed arms. The words just now came from his mouth.

Zhao Wushuang, the Great Elder of the Great Yanzong.

His cultivation has reached the middle stage of the realm, and he is proficient in one-hand fire martial arts. Few people can compete with him. In Beiling Kingdom, he is second only to the elder of Lingjianmen, and tied for second with Zheng Yuan of Wangdu.

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

Zhang Yi looked calm and observed.

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

But he just stood there casually, making people dare not underestimate him in the slightest.

It's like a sleeping volcano.

If it doesn't erupt, it will be enough. Once it erupts, it will be earth-shattering!

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

Zhang Yi nodded slightly.

Under the eyes of insight, he has already gathered all the information of the three land warriors facing him.

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

It's just a waste of time to beat.

There is a sky beyond the sky, and there are people beyond people, that's all.

"It's not yet noon, and the appointed time has not yet arrived. Elder Zhao is too impatient."

After reminding Zhang Yi, Zheng Jian smiled and retorted.

Zhao Wuji snorted coldly.

"You can still use your tongue now."

"When it's time for the competition, I don't know if your hard work is worthy of your mouth."

Having said this, Zhao Wushuang turned his eyes away from Zheng Jian, first lingered on Fang Lin for a moment, and then looked at Zhang Yi with a bit of doubt on his face.

"he is……"

"Zhang Yi."

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

"oh……"

Zhao Wushuang showed a suddenly realized expression, and smiled.

"This is the help you are looking for."

"I almost forgot that Zheng Yuan was seriously injured not long ago, so he had to miss this competition for the spot."

"One of you is missing, and you have to seek help from the outside world. It seems that this person is it."

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

"In the previous battle, Zheng Yuan had a slight victory over me. I was thinking of taking advantage of this opportunity to make a new round of gestures. In the end, it was reported that he was seriously injured. It's really regrettable."

"I don't know who you are going to fight with me this time, I just hope that you can let me have a good time fighting."

"Hey, Zheng Yuan isn't here, and there isn't even a single person who forces me to use my full strength."

At the end of the words, Zhao Wushuang showed a look of pity, with an attitude of being alone and seeking defeat.

When Zhang Yi heard the other party's request, his face remained unchanged, but he just said something in his heart, and your wish will be fulfilled immediately.

...

At this time, a person from the Spirit Sword Gate walked out.

This person's clothes fluttered and his actions were like the wind, and he came to the central open space where the three parties gathered.

And everyone's eyes are looking away.

"Since the members of the King's Capital and the Great Yanzong have arrived, let's start the battle for places."

"This time, according to the original rules, I, the Spirit Sword Sect, will preside over it."

After saying this, the man looked at Dayanzong and Wangdu, "You two, please choose the first person to fight."

After the man finished speaking, Zheng Jian looked around, and saw Zhang Yi with a calm face and Fang Lin, who was holding his hands tightly and staring at Fang Lin, the third elder of the Great Yanzong.

With a sigh in his heart, he walked out of the crowd first.

And Zhao Wushuang saw that Zheng Jian was the first to fight, and a strange look flashed in his eyes, but he didn't think too much, since Zheng Yuan is not here, the battle for the blood spirit pool has no part in the 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, do you dare to fight again?"

Next to Zhao Wushuang, a tall and thin man heard this, and a glint of gloom flashed in his eyes, and he looked at Zhao Wushuang.

"Are you sure?" Zhao Wushuang asked 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, "Hmph, last time it was just your luck, but this time, it may not be so."

"That's right, I'm afraid of losing to me again. At that time, I don't know how else you can defend yourself?"

Zheng Jian said sarcastically.

Wangdu and Dayanzong had fought against each other many times because of the quotas in the Blood Spirit Pond, and the relationship was not harmonious. In addition, the two had already had feuds, so the battle this time was naturally a confrontation.

"If everything is ready, then the battle for the place in the Blood Spirit Pool will begin!"

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

"snort!"

Just when that voice fell, the mighty fluctuations of true essence almost unanimously erupted from the bodies of the two of them.

The mighty power, like a gust of wind, spread towards the surrounding fields.

The mysterious power spread in Zhang Yi's eyes, and the details of the fight between the two in the field immediately came into Zhang Yi's eyes.

This first battle was full of gunpowder from the very beginning.

As the first players from both camps to appear on the stage, both of them wanted to go down first and return triumphantly.