He Has a Dragon

Elder Jisheng frowned and reminded Jiyinzi in a deep voice: "Master, my junior brother's grandson comes from a world where martial arts has long since declined into dust!"

Ji Yinzi glanced at Elder Ji Sheng meaningfully, and said indifferently: "Elder brother is now ordered to take charge of the Four-Nine City in the world of mortals."

At this moment, not only did the faces of the two Nanhua Temple elders Ji Sheng and Ji Long change, but even Deacon Zhao and Deacon Tian could not help but look surprised.

Before anyone could ask, Ji Yinzi laughed and said, "I believe in Senior Brother!"

After finishing speaking, Ji Yinzi quickly left the side hall and appeared outside the hall. He did not forget to say hello: "Everyone, if you don't leave now, we will wait until later. The show is about to begin."

Amid laughter, Ji Yinzi disappeared from everyone's sight.

Just when Jiyang followed and was about to chase him out, Elder Jilong grabbed him and asked solemnly: "Junior brother, has it been possible that senior brother has already met your grandson in the secular world?"

The proud look on Ji Yang's face flashed away, and he nodded and replied, "I've seen it before. If it weren't for the fact that Senior Brother wants to guard the Fourth Nine City, he would personally send my incompetent grandson back to Nanhua Temple!"

After finishing speaking, Jiyang took out the hand held by Elder Jilong, then bowed to the two alliance deacons, then turned around and quickly left the side hall, chasing Jiyinzi.

Just when the two elders of Nanhua Temple looked serious, Deacon Tian suddenly laughed softly and said: "Weird things happen every year, but there are so many this year. There is no way we will encounter another one today."

Deacon Zhao put his hands on his hands and laughed and said: "Hahaha, Brother Tian is right. I am becoming more and more curious about Brother Jiyang's grandson. Without further ado, let's go and have a look!"

After finishing speaking, Deacon Zhao and Deacon Tian quickly left the side hall amid laughter and walked away gracefully.

Elder Jilong said softly: "It's really interesting."

Then he looked at Elder Jisheng and said meaningfully: "If Junior Brother Jiyang's grandson defeats Luo Yin later, our Nanhua Temple will be really lively in the future."

Before Elder Jisheng could respond, Elder Jilong's fat body disappeared into the side hall in a ray of yellow light.

Elder Jisheng snorted coldly and chased him out. In the blink of an eye, there was no one left in the side hall, leaving only cups of cold tea...

When the big guys from Nanhua Temple and the two deacons from the alliance left the side hall,

When they rushed to the arena, Wang Le, Luo Yin and others had already arrived along with the already mighty Nanhua Temple disciples.

Wang Le, who was sandwiched between brothers Li Hongru and Wen Shouli, looked down at the sunken area that was as big as two regular football fields.

If viewed from the air, it looks like a big bowl, and people like Wang Le are all scattered in groups on the steps around the sunken area.

Wang Le originally thought that the arena was like Tianxiang Pavilion in Sijiu City, but he didn't expect that the sunken area paved with white jade was completely empty, with nothing in it.

"Where is the arena?" Wang Le asked in confusion.

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a sudden crack in the middle of the sunken area underneath!

Boom boom boom...

Amidst the shaking and roaring sound, Wang Le saw the cracked place, and a pure white octagonal huge platform engraved with various complicated and mysterious patterns slowly rose from the crack.

This huge, pure white octagonal platform has eight sides each about ten meters long, so it looks extraordinarily majestic and shocks people from the bottom of their hearts.

At least for Wang Le, that's exactly what happened.

Because there is no so-called guardrail in this arena, more vividly speaking, the entire arena is like a huge white jade pillar protruding two meters high from the ground.

Before Wang Le could get over the shock, he saw that the mysterious patterns carved on the stone walls around the arena seemed to come to life, like fish swimming in the water, constantly flowing around.

With a "boom", the countless mysterious patterns that were flowing suddenly burst into dazzling colorful light, instantly covering the entire arena.

Wang Le squinted his eyes, and when he opened them again, the dazzling and intense colorful light dimmed and turned into a transparent mask, covering the huge white octagonal arena.

Occasionally, seven colors of light, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple, flashed past the transparent light shield, as if it contained a terrifying and mysterious invisible power.

Just as Wang Le was carefully looking at the white octagonal ring, Li Hongru next to him asked softly: "Master, do you really want to get on the ring?"

Wang Le avoided answering, pointed to the ring with interest, and asked: "Uncle Li, what is the use of that transparent mask?"

"Uh!" Li Hongru was speechless. It seemed that his son was determined to go to the ring and compete with Luo Yin.

Li Hongru sighed helplessly, and had no choice but to give up persuading Wang Le, and answered the question about the mask raised by the other party, saying: "The destructive power of the two sides competing in the ring is too great, and the protective formation The activated light shield can prevent the destructive force from extending outside the arena."

After a pause, Li Hongru continued to explain to Wang Le: "In addition to limiting the destructive power generated in the fierce battle, it can also prevent people with evil intentions outside the ring from taking the opportunity to make sneak attacks and cause trouble, so as to avoid unfair competition."

"In addition, when the two parties pass through the light shield, if there is any evil magic weapon hidden on the body, it can be detected and severely punished on the spot!"

Hearing this, Wang Le couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and said in surprise: "I didn't expect this mask to be so versatile!"

"Um, multifunctional?" Li Hongru and fellow apprentice Wen Shouli next to him were not used to the secular term "gongziye", and they always felt a little awkward.

Of course, these are all trivial matters. The war is about to begin. When Li Hongru and Brother Wen Shouli saw that Wang Le was still as calm as before, the depression and panic that should have been in their hearts gradually subsided unconsciously.

But it is inevitable that he will become more and more nervous. After all, he will face Luo Yin, a martial arts genius with a dazzling aura!

Ding Wei squeezed Li Hongru away, walked to Wang Le, and asked with a serious face: "Junior brother, why are you so confident in yourself?"

"Uh!" Three black lines suddenly appeared on Wang Le's forehead, thinking to himself, isn't this nonsense!

At this time, Wen Shouli came forward again and asked mysteriously: "Junior brother, is it possible that you are also a martial arts genius?"

Wang Le: "…………"

Before these guys could continue their idiocy, they saw Luo Yin, a group of alliance trial members, and Huang Chaoxing and others walking over not far away. Activate new URL