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? Ouyang’s expression suddenly changed when he saw the visitor, and he stood up immediately.

"Strictly keep your word!"

Ouyang's face was full of fear, and he called out the name of the person in a deep voice with fear.

At this moment, the tall, thin man with long hair and shawl named Yan Shouxin ignored Ou Yang and looked directly past him, looking at Wang Le who was sitting on the chair with a tea cup in his hand.

"Are you Wang Le?"

Yan Shouxin walked through the corridor and came to the door, looking at Wang Le with an indifferent expression and asked.

Wang Le did not respond immediately, but slowly drank the last cold tea in the teacup. Then he looked at Yan Shouxin and said with a smile: "So what? We have no grudges in the past and no enmity in the recent days. It seems that we are not the same." I don’t know you, so what’s your business?”

Yan Shouxin's calm eyes, which were white and black, showed a slight fluctuation, and then he replied: "It's you, I'm here to kill you."

Wang Le raised his eyebrows, murderous intent flashed deep in his eyes, and asked in an unchanging tone: "There is always a reason for killing, so I want to ask why?"

At this time, Yan Shouxin replied neatly: "Lingshi! Enough spiritual stones!"

"Oh?" Wang Le's smile on his lips became colder and colder, and he continued to ask with interest: "I wonder how much spiritual stones I am worth, young master?"

Yan Shouxin replied with the same tone: "One hundred thousand low-grade spiritual stones."

Wang Le's face suddenly showed a look of disappointment, and he shook his head and said: "I didn't expect that my life is so worthless. I only have one hundred thousand low-grade spiritual stones."

At this moment, Ou Yang, who subconsciously retreated to Wang Le, finally couldn't help the anger in his heart and shouted loudly: "It's fine that the Wen family violated the rules of the fighting arena, but you, Yan Shouxin, did it for one hundred thousand low-grade spirits?" Shi, if you dare to break the rules of the fighting arena, aren't you afraid of becoming the public enemy of the entire Shuntian City?"

Facing the shocked and angry Ou Yang, Yan Shouxin finally looked at him, shook his head and replied, "The reward of one hundred thousand low-grade spiritual stones is not paid by the Wen family."

Before Ouyang could ask, Yan Shouxin gave his own answer: "Xuan Dao Sect."

"Uh!" Ouyang was stunned for a moment, with a look of deep despair on his face. Then he couldn't help but look at Wang Le, who was sitting next to him, and whispered guiltily: "Brother Wang,

I was the one who got you into trouble, I never expected that Xuan Dao Sect would take action so quickly and skip the Wen family directly..."

Before he finished speaking, Wang Le interrupted him directly: "It's too late to say this now, so Brother Ouyang, don't feel guilty."

Then Wang Le looked at Yan Shouxin standing at the door and suddenly asked: "Are you very powerful? Are you so confident that you can defeat me?"

Yan Shouxin showed a hint of pride and replied: "Shuntian City's Nascent Soul ranks third in the combat power rankings. Killing you is enough!"

After a pause, Yan Shouxin suddenly changed the subject and said: "Besides the one hundred thousand low-grade spiritual stones, another reason is that I owed a favor to Xuan Dao Sect back then, so I took this opportunity to pay it back."

At this moment, Wang Le left his seat and stood up with a smile, and then said meaningfully: "It is always difficult to repay the debt of gratitude in this world."

"Since you want to borrow my head to repay the debt, you Yan Shouxin must be prepared to be killed."

Yan Shouxin's eyes flashed, and when he looked at Wang Le, his eyes suddenly showed murderous intent, and he laughed coldly: "You just defeated a guy like Wen Bufeng who ranked twenty, and you dare to talk so shamelessly!"

After a pause, Yan Shouxin continued: "Today Yan will let you know what it means to be a truly strong person!"

"Oh? Really?" Wang Le took a deep look at Yan Shouxin, then sighed quietly and said: "It seems that this battle is inevitable. I have to go to the fighting ring again!"

Then Wang Le suddenly changed the topic and asked: "But first of all, can you, Yan Shouxin, represent Xuan Dao Sect?"

Yan Shouxin frowned immediately and asked without answering, "What do you mean?"

Wang Le replied calmly: "I just want to make Xuan Dao Sect make a promise before going to the fighting arena. That is, after I win, don't come back to me with the number one or two on the Nascent Soul combat power list." trouble."

The anger in Yan Shouxin's eyes flashed away, because the meaning of Wang Le's words was obviously to belittle him.

But in the blink of an eye, Yan Shouxin calmed down and said in a deep voice: "When we get to the fighting arena, there will naturally be disciples of Xuan Dao Sect there."

"Your Excellency, tell them when the time comes."

"Oh!" Wang Le smiled and nodded: "It turns out that you can't make the decision, so let's go!"

After finishing speaking, Wang Le walked around the table and walked to Yan Shouxin who was standing outside the door. He smiled and said: "Please give in, thank you."

Yan Shouxin subconsciously stepped aside. Wang Le smiled and nodded his thanks. He then passed through the corridor and appeared at the end.

Only then did Yan Shouxin react, his face turning red and white.

Ou Yang in the room twitched his mouth. He didn't expect that Yan Shouxin, who had always been extremely arrogant, would be so obedient. When Wang Le said to give in, he gave in.

As his mind wandered, Ouyang hurriedly left the room and walked past Yan Shouxin, chasing Wang Le who had disappeared at the end of the corridor.

Yan Shouxin looked at the direction in which the two disappeared, and said with a livid face, "Asshole! I, Yan Shouxin, will definitely kill you in the fighting ring today!"

After finishing speaking, Yan Shouxin stamped his feet and then disappeared out of thin air, heading towards the fighting arena...

The old horse knows the way and is speechless all the way.

When Wang Le and Ou Yang came to the building where the fighting arena was located again, the seats around them were still full of people.

After all, Suncheon City has never been a peaceful place. Conflicts occur in every corner every day.

So after the battle between Wang Le and Wen Bufeng, there will naturally be battles between other Nascent Soul masters.

Of course, not every conflict has to be resolved in this arena.

According to Ouyang's introduction on the road just now, the monks who can enter this fighting arena must be at least Nascent Soul strong.

As for the golden elixirs below Nascent Soul or the monks at the foundation level, if there is a conflict, there are also other fighting arenas in this building.

It's just that it's not like the fighting arena in front of you that can form its own space, where monks above the Nascent Soul realm can rush around and kill as much as they like.

"Hey! Why is that kid who just defeated Wen Bufeng in the fighting ring here again?"

"Didn't you see that Mrs. Renfeng had already arrived when Xuan Dao Sect was in Shuntian City? And do you still need me to talk about the relationship between the Wen family and Xuan Dao Sect? There is no doubt that this boy named Wang Le is destined to eat today. No need to walk around!"

"Hey, what kind of day is it today? I can actually watch three Nascent Soul-level battles in a row. It's really worth the price of admission!"

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