Taishang asks longevity

Chapter 609
An hour passed quickly.

It was Li Ruoshui's turn soon, and he was ready off the court.

Duan Tianhu and the blue-eyed monster beside him served tea and water like teaching assistants.

Duan Tianhu also made a basin of cold water, and after wetting it with a towel, he came to wipe Li Ruoshui's sweat.

"Come on, brother Li... There is no rule in this arena competition that you cannot use magical weapons. Your treasure can kill a yellow python by surprise."

Duan Tianhu was on the side, lowered his voice and said cheeringly.

The blue-eyed monster also nodded and said, "Brother Li's cultivation is not weak in itself, and with the power of the magic weapon, he will definitely be able to win this match."

While speaking, Guisheng and Tianjizi felt relieved a little.

After all, although Huang Mang Jing is powerful, Li Ruoshui is not incapable of winning.

In the crowd, there seemed to be a few sharp eyes looking in Li Ruoshui's direction.

Several people felt the killing intent in this gaze and looked over.

Only Huang Mangjing and the others were seen, with a sinister sneer on their faces and contempt in their eyes.

On the night of the banquet, Li Ruoshui was able to escape from danger, but it was not good for Huang Mang to be in a good mood. Today, Li Ruoshui could be killed with his hands, but of course he would not show mercy.

"It's time..."

Following the order of the gray-haired old man.

The bell rang "Ding", long and long, and violent shouts erupted from the crowd.

Under the scorching sun, the noisy crowd, as if a pot had completely exploded, was boiling and enthusiastic, and their shouts resounded through the world.

"Come on, come on!" Duan Tianhu gestured.

Li Ruoshui took the lead and walked up slowly from this side of the ring.

At this moment, people's eyes all fell on him.

"Three grades?"

"Am I not mistaken? The strength of the third rank?"

In less than a few seconds, the crowd burst into wild laughter.

A cultivator rubbed his eyes vigorously, and after making sure that he was not mistaken, he rolled his eyes.

The person on the stage turned out to be a cultivator with the strength of the third rank, which disappointed everyone.

Originally, I thought that in this second recruitment exam, those who dared to take the stage were some extraordinary figures, but I didn't expect that practitioners with the strength of the third rank would also take the stage to compete.

Compared with the Golden Winged Roc Demon Saint, this competition instantly made people lose their desire to watch.

"The strength of the third grade, to pass the first recruitment test of the Banxian League and become a member of the outer sect, is already smoke from the ancestral grave. How dare you participate in the second competition?"

"Is this man crazy?"

"Don't be so anxious to find death!"

Among the crowd, voices of discussion rang out one after another.

Contempt was revealed in many people's eyes.

After all, among the crowd watching off the court, although many cultivators failed to pass the recruitment test of the Banxian League, they were still at the fourth rank, and when they saw someone who was not as good as their own on the stage, their feelings were mixed. .

"Boy... you'd better go down..."

"Third-rank strength, go to the stage and die... It's better to let me go..."

A big man shouted, with a mocking smile on his face.

Beside him, many people laughed when they heard this.

Li Ruoshui's face was indifferent and expressionless, and he glanced coldly at the big man off the stage.

"Hey... It seems that he is still a tough guy, so maybe he still wants to fight for his breath?"

Seeing Li Ruoshui's appearance, the big man yelled again.

The ghost saints stomped their feet secretly in anger, but there was nothing they could do.

"Quiet...quiet..."

The white-haired old man didn't expect such a situation to happen, his expression froze, and he quickly shouted.

After about a quarter of an hour, the crowd outside the field completely quieted down, but there were still quite a few people discussing in low voices.

"Another contestant is invited to play..." The old man looked in the direction of Huang Mangjing and shouted.

Huang Mangjing's face was full of satisfaction, he shook his sleeves, and with a "huh", carrying a gust of wind, he went straight to the ring.

The crowd around him were all taken aback.

"Who is this?"

"Lying on the grass... Isn't this the yellow python spirit? The right-hand man of the Great Demon Sage Silver Tiger..."

"He also came to take the second exam?"

"Now that kid is dead..."

The noisy crowd immediately recognized Huang Mangjing's identity, and many people spoke one after another.

"Hey... It's another match with too much disparity in strength, it's not interesting at all..."

Disappointed expressions appeared on the faces of many people.

In the last match, less than half an hour later, that fourth-grade cultivator was beaten into blood by the Golden Wing Dapeng Demon Saint.Although the entire competition took place very quickly, it was not so easy to see cultivators with at least the fifth-rank strength, so everyone still felt that it was a little bit worth seeing.

Never thought, in this match, Huang Mang Jing with the strength of the fourth rank, against Li Ruoshui with the strength of the third rank?

This...is another instant kill game, and the toes want to get the result. The most important thing is that there is no point to watch...

Off the court, many people have already left.

Instead of watching such a boring competition under the scorching sun, it is better to find a shady place, sit and drink ice-cola, and chat slowly.

"Peanuts, beer, mineral water... melon seeds, cigarettes, big chicken drumsticks... come here... make room... do you need anything?"

A yell suddenly sounded, and it was particularly harsh among the crowd.

"Come here...brother...give me a bag of melon seeds, I'll find a cool place to sit..."

Many people hurriedly looked at the hawkers selling things, and went to buy something to pass the time.

This peddler hawked here during the last competition, but the noise of the crowd was so loud that it completely drowned out his hawking. As a result, the competition ended in less than 15 minutes. He didn't sell anything for a dime.

Unexpectedly, this time, the business was surprisingly good.

After all, sitting and eating melon seeds is much more interesting than watching this game.

On the stage, Huang Mangjing narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at Li Ruoshui, and said, "Boy... this time, I will do it myself. I'll see how you escape..."

After hearing this, Li Ruoshui smiled "haha" and said, "I've never been afraid..."

"I hope that when you are dying, you can still be as tough as you are now..."

The old man in charge of hosting the competition looked at the time, then raised his hand and shouted: "The competition...start..."

As soon as the voice fell, there was a "boom", and the ground above the entire arena exploded instantly...

I only saw Huang Mangjing's whole person, who was the first to rise up with a flick of his sleeves, and rushed towards him with a strong wind, billowing black air, gushing out from his body, bursting out with unparalleled power.

(End of this chapter)