In the Western Mainland, in a downtown city, Wanmanlou is wandering around in this downtown city very leisurely.

In a blink of an eye, it was already March when Wanmanlou arrived in the Western Continent. Only then did Wanmanlou realize that what he said outside the sea is true. This Western Continent has no prosperity in the cultivation world at all.

There are countless kingdoms on the West Road, dividing this vast continent.

Wanmanlou had already traveled to the five kingdoms on the West Road, most of which were mortal kingdoms.

There are not many cultivators who can see in Wanmanlou, and his cultivation level is not high. Wanmanlou's late-stage cultivation level is already one of the best.

There are very few markets where monks gather, and there are often less than a hundred and ten monks gather to trade with each other. Most of them are low-level monks. When they go to Wanman Tower, they will be called seniors.

Of course, this is just the marginal boundary of the Western Continent, and it is normal for monks to have low quality.

At the same time, this is also a benefit for Wanmanlou. At least the cultivation level of the monk is not high, Wanmanlou is at least safe here!

Wan Manlou is not eager to see high-level monks. He just comes to see the customs of different realms, broaden his horizons, travel, and break through!

It is good to travel around these marginal areas of the Western Continent. Although there are not many monks in this continent, the lives of mortals here are indeed very rich. After Wanmanlou integrated into it, he also felt a hint of reality!

It was another month in a blink of an eye, and Wanmanlou traveled all the way, gradually entering the deeper part of Xida University.

Zhao State.

At this time, Wanmanlou came to the center of the Western Continent - Zhao State.

After all, it is the center of the Western Continent, and the quantity and quality of monks are not comparable to other small marginal countries.

At this time, Wanmanlou saw again a large market that he had not seen for a long time. The market was named Kunlun, and the actual controller was the Kunlun Sword Sect on the Kunlun Mountains next to him.

The market is full of traffic and very lively. Wanmanlou also saw many monks who built foundations and golden elixirs, compared to the barren marginal areas, are indeed different from heaven and earth.

Wanmanlou walked lightly among the markets, enjoying the prosperity of the markets.

Soon, a huge ring attracted Wan Manlou's attention, so he stopped and rushed towards the range of the ring.

At this time, countless low-level monks were surrounded by the arena. At this time, everyone was very quiet, listening silently to the story of a middle-aged man on the arena.

"It's the first time you have come to my Kunlun Market. Maybe you don't know the rules on this arena, so I'll talk to you!"

"This arena is called the Sword Inquiry Platform. Cultivators under the foundation building can go to this arena to fight swords and fight skills."

"If you have enough 100 low-grade spirit stones, you can go to the stage. Two people in the same level fight to win one match and get one hundred low-grade spirit stones..."

"Of course, if I can win ten consecutive games, my Kunlun Sword Sect will reward three foundation-building pills and be taken as an inner disciple at the same time!"

Hearing this, countless monks on the scene exclaimed!

Wan Manlou looked at the scene in front of him and was immediately surprised.

The Kunlun Sword Sect is good at doing business, but it is the same as the first life of the black boxing, and it is both huge profits!

Moreover, the Kunlun Sword Sect only provides one venue, and the rest of the expenses are not enough. Of course, if someone really wins ten consecutive games, it would be good to buy such an excellent talent with three foundation-building pills!

Hearing the words of the middle-aged man, hundreds of monks slowly began to sign up. Most of them had some confidence in their strength, and they did not value a hundred spirit stones, nor did they value the promise of foundation building. After all, it was just a mirror flower and water moon.

What they are interested in is the opening bet, yes.

Next to the Sword Platform, there is a betting plate opened by Kunlun Sword Sect. All of them can participate, but they can only buy themselves to win!

Since you have confidence in your own strength, you will naturally dare to buy yourself and win. One win is only 100, and one win can only win thousands.

Soon, several servants began to wander among the spectators below, charging fees.

It is also necessary to pay for people to compete with each other - ten spirit stones.

Some low-level monks had to give spirit stones when they saw this, so they naturally left.

There was no Wanmanlou, and the mere spirit stone was nothing to him, and he was indeed very interested in this competition.

Although it is just a competition for low-level monks, Wan Manlou also wanted to see what the difference is between the inland monks and the sea monks.

Soon, the disciples of Kunlun Sword Sect completed the clearing of the field, and under the arena were thousands of cultivators waiting for the competition on the stage.

Most of these people have bets on the bets next to them. Wanmanlou has not bets. Why bother to work hard to win too little?

If you win too much, Kunlun Sword Sect will definitely not turn a blind eye.

Why offend such a local snake? Besides, I am an alchemist and I don’t lack mere spiritual stones.

Gradually, there were three competitions on the field, most of them were high-level qi training monks. When Wan Manlou looked at their competition, he would also compare them with overseas monks in his heart.

Gradually, Wanmanlou discovered that a problem with the inland monks might be because of environmental problems. Their methods were not ruthless, at least they were a little worse than those thieves in the overseas Qi training stage.

Of course, Wan Manlou also found that the foundation of inland monks was very reliable, and the control of spells and combat timing were all qualified. However, inland was not as harsh as overseas environments, and not many people took ruthless actions.

Soon, the ninth competition came, and a cold man walked gently to the ring, and the enthusiasm in the audience was even more intense!

The middle-aged man on the ring also spoke in a hoarse voice: "The Blood Eagle is on the field now, and the Blood Eagle has won nine consecutive games."

Everyone in the audience started to discuss it. Wan Manlou also heard it. The person on the stage should be considered a very famous monk. He is famous for his ruthless moves. He has won nine consecutive games, but in the end he was defeated by the spiritual power in his body!

At this time, he came on stage, and the monks in the audience bought it the most, and the betting market also reduced the odds of the Blood Eagle to the lowest level.

Of course they also believed that the Blood Eagle could not lose in the first game.

Blood Eagle's opponent is a middle-aged man with an ordinary face. The middle-aged man's face turned a little pale at this time. Maybe he didn't expect that he would meet Blood Eagle in the first game.

Moreover, Blood Eagle is famous for being ruthless. He is either dead or injured when he acts. It is normal for middle-aged people to have such behavior.

Wan Manlou looked at the two people on the stage. He had just glanced slightly, but suddenly saw something, his eyes were slightly stunned.

The corners of his mouth raised and murmured, "Blood Eagle? How many days do you have to bleed every month? Interesting!"

The man on the stage was now grieving, looking at the Blood Eagle, and said, "Blood Eagle, I can't compare to you, please show mercy!"

He even bowed and bowed.

Then he spoke: "I've taken action!"

A ground sting technique was thrown out towards the Blood Eagle. The Blood Eagle stabbed the man with a sword without resisting it!

When Wan Manlou saw the man's performance, he immediately felt that he had a good idea. The people here were indeed a bit decent and he even said it before taking action!

This made Wan Manlou even more interested in the blood eagle that was ruthless. This was simply a sheep in the flock, and this blood eagle was still a Kun Xiu!

Yes, although he looks like a man, he can't hide it from Wan Manlou's eyes. This blood eagle is definitely a daughter!

The two on the stage fought several times again, and the man gradually lost to the point. Blood marks on his body left blood and swept onto the ring.

After seeing the Blood Eagle's move, Wan Manlou nodded slightly, but his ruthless moves were all taken by life.

It was simply that this man should have practiced the method of body-building, otherwise he would have been finished long ago. Even if he was not finished, he would have been suppressed by the Blood Eagle at this time!

Wan Manlou judged that if he didn't use three moves, this man should be defeated.

Wan Manlou was right, and with another move, the Blood Eagle found a flaw in this man and stabbed him directly with a sword.

The man couldn't avoid it and fell directly to the edge of the ring. The Blood Eagle approached with a sword and walked forward. The winner was decided!

In a blink of an eye, the man tripped the Blood Eagle with one foot and tripped it directly under the ring.

The referee next to him immediately decided that the Blood Eagle was defeated!

The man suddenly showed a look of horror, and at the same time, he spoke silly, "I lost, I am lucky!"

The Blood Eagle in the audience heard this and turned around and left without saying a word!

The development of the matter was obviously beyond people's surprise. The audience in the audience also thought that the Blood Eagle was too unlucky, and at the same time, they were also unlucky. They bet on the Blood Eagle and suffered a huge loss.

Wan Manlou was also a little surprised. He thought the winner had been decided just now, but he didn't expect a sudden change! So he carefully recalled the battle between the man and the Blood Eagle just now.

Thinking about it this time, I immediately discovered the problem. As soon as I came on stage, this man deceived everyone with his honest appearance, especially the pale face and the words he said later.

Good acting skills!

Good actor!

Afterwards, when fighting against the Blood Eagle, although this man was always at a disadvantage and looked shaky, he always did not suffer much loss, but he seemed to be at ease in his clumsiness.

Of course, there is the last stumbling block, which is simply a stroke of magic!

Wan Manlou smiled slightly and said to himself: "I'm slapped in the face? Pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger? Interesting!"
Chapter completed!