Inverse Sword God

Yunlan City, the largest town in Yunzhou, is extremely prosperous.

Lin Xuan and Ye Qing landed twenty miles away from the city gate. Linghe flew back to the sect by himself, while Lin Xuan and Ye Qing walked towards Yunlan City.

From far away, you can see the dark city wall of Yunlan City, which is more than ten feet high.

In front of the city gate, there were two rows of guards wearing heavy armor. The aura on each of them was extremely strong, far beyond what Lin Xuan and others could compare.

Lin Xuan estimated that the strength of these guards was around the eighth rank of Condensation Pulse, which would be enough to rank in the top 30 if they were placed in the Xuantian Sect. Of course, this does not mean that the disciples of Xuan Tianzong are weak, after all, the age gap between the two sides is there.

The disciples of Xuan Tianzong were all sixteen or seventeen teenagers with unlimited potential, and these guards were twenty-five or six years old, almost ten years behind the sect disciples.

Not only is Yunlan City powerful, but the fee to enter the city is also astonishingly expensive. Lin Xuan and Ye Qing paid three hundred low-grade spirit stones to pass.

As soon as he entered, the surroundings became lively, and half of the pedestrians who came and went were warriors. Among them are sect disciples, and there are also wanderers in the rivers and lakes, too many to count.

"Follow me!" Ye Qing pulled Lin Xuan towards the center.

In the center of the city, is a huge temple that goes underground.

On the side, there is a tall stone tablet with three characters written on it: Fighting Field!

Lin Xuan found that the people who came in and out were either some cultivators with a high level of cultivation, or the children of aristocratic families with a lot of wealth, and ordinary people would not come here at all.

"You two, do you have any fighting cards?" The guards wearing blood-red robes stopped Lin Xuan and the two of them. Compared with the guards at the city gate, the aura on their bodies was only not weak.

"I don't have a Dou Wu card, but Luo Qingshan is our senior brother. If you have any expenses, you can put it in his name." Ye Qing is very skilled, obviously this is not the first time.

"It turned out to be Master Luo's classmate, you two please!" the guard said with a smile.

"It seems that Senior Brother Luo is very famous!" Lin Xuan was even more curious about this Senior Brother who had never met.

"That is, Brother Luo is not only an inner disciple of Xuan Tianzong, but also a member of the four major families. It is said that this martial arts field has their family's property, so it is very useful to report Brother Luo's name here."

Lin Xuan was astonished, he didn't expect this senior Luo's background to be so big, but then he was relieved, it was only good for him.

The fighting field is very open and divided into many layers, but it is only extending downwards.

The first floor is equivalent to the hall. There are many places for rest. On one of the walls, there is a light curtain formed by the formation method, and the figures on it are shaking.

Lin Xuan looked curiously, and found that two monks were fighting, and the ruthlessness between the moves was like a life-and-death battle.

In the entire hall, almost the people on the ninth floor were watching the game, and many people also made bets to support the monks they were optimistic about. Some young women in veils, carrying exquisite drinks, shuttled through the crowd.

"This is..." Lin Xuan asked, looking at the figure on the light curtain.

It is similar to the spiritual space in the Tower of Cultivation, and uses high-level formations to show the battle situation. Ye Qing explained that the difference is that the two people inside are real monks, not virtual characters.

Lin Xuan suddenly realized that it was no wonder it was called the Dou Martial Arts Field. It turned out to be the case. Fighting in this kind of spiritual virtual space, death is not real death, it is just mental fatigue.

However, the benefits obtained in the spiritual space can be completely fed back to the body, which means that countless battles of life and death can be fought here to stimulate the potential in the body, without worrying about death.

"Sure enough, it's a good place!" Lin Xuan couldn't help but get excited.

How to make the strength grow rapidly? Is it just closed-door practice? Except for some special races and special geniuses, others have been in retreat for too long and cannot increase their strength.

On the contrary, it may be counterproductive.

However, there is a path that applies to all humans, and that is fighting!

Fight with equal strength, leapfrog battle, battle of life and death! All of these can stimulate the potential of the monk's body, so as to obtain powerful power.

"Don't be too happy, the consumption here is very expensive, and you need two mid-grade spirit stones a day!" Ye Qing said with a blow.

"Two middle-grade spirit stones!" Lin Xuan was surprised. The quality of middle-grade spirit stones was much higher than that of low-grade spirit stones, and the exchange ratio was also one to one thousand. In other words, if you do nothing in one day in this martial arts field, you will spend 2,000 low-grade spirit stones!

"Damn it! It's really violent!" Lin Xuan touched his chin and said, "If you can win the game, you must be paid a lot, right?"

"Of course! The premise is that you can win!" Ye Qing said rudely.

"Let's go, I'll take you to see Brother Luo."

Lin Xuan followed behind Ye Qing, walked down the stairs, and reached the basement floor.

Similar to the situation in the hall, this basement floor is also a place to rest, but the people here are obviously one level higher than those above.

"A Fei! Where is Senior Brother Luo?" Ye Qing said to a young man in charge.

"It turned out to be Sister Ye Qing, you wait, I will help you call Master Luo." The young man named A Fei quickly disappeared.

Lin Xuan and the two found a comfortable place to sit down, and soon, a beautiful maid brought food and drinks. Ye Qing leaned lazily on the reclining chair, grabbed a spirit fruit and ate it.

Lin Xuan looked at the light curtain on the wall. Above it, two monks, one red and one basket, were fighting fiercely.

Although he couldn't feel the breath of the two of them, Lin Xuan could probably tell from the strength of the spiritual power released outside his body that both of them were monks of the seventh order of condensing veins, but they were much stronger than ordinary disciples like Shi Kun. .

The use of spiritual power and the precision of the moves are full of praise. This light flashed in Lin Xuan's eyes, as if he had forgotten everything.

At this moment, a handsome young man walked over quickly. The young man was about seventeen or eighteen years old, with sword eyebrows and star eyes.

The young man did not deliberately release his spiritual power, but the halo on his body was still dazzling.

"Junior Sister Ye, why are you here?" The boy's voice was calm.

"Senior Brother Luo!" Ye Qing jumped up with joy when he heard the voice, "Teacher Murong has recently accepted another disciple, I'll bring him here to see."

"Oh? I have an extra junior brother?" Brother Luo laughed.

"Lin Xuan, come over and see Brother Luo!" Ye Qing shouted.

But Lin Xuan didn't seem to hear it, his eyes fixed on the light curtain. This scene made Ye Qing pursed his lips, wishing he could go up and slap him.

"It's okay!" Unexpectedly, Brother Luo stopped Ye Qing's movements and walked over.