In Chongzhou City, the two most talked about things right now are the ranking of the Beast Tide Competition and the big event that will be announced in a month.

The Fengyun team found an inn to stay in.

Three days later, it will be time to publicly check the number of beast pills.

After the Fengyun team settled in the inn, some cultivators came to visit them enthusiastically from time to time and invited them to visit various places in Chongzhou City, intending to make friends with them.

However, they declined.

A notice was posted on the door: "Focusing on cultivation, no time to go out." However, fellow Taoists are welcome to challenge us, or even exchange skills. A single match costs only 9,999 red jades.

Those who saw this notice fell into a strange silence.

They came to make friends with the Fengyun team, not to fight them...

However, some practitioners thought the Fengyun team was too arrogant and cursed fiercely, "What the hell? They charge a fee for challenging them? The people in the Fengyun team are too young and frivolous. I want to go and meet them!"

"Add me in! I've been fed up with them for a long time!"

"I'd like to test their strength myself. Are they really as powerful as the rumors say?"

For a time, the notice posted outside the guest room by the Fengyun team spread almost throughout the entire Chongzhou City.

Some people are unhappy, some appreciate it...

Many cultivators who had never seen the Fengyun team ran to the inn, clamoring to challenge them. In less than an hour, the inn was packed.

The innkeeper and others were dumbfounded.

The young man in black tights set up a stall next to the inn's gate and sat on a long bench.

A group of practitioners surrounded him.

There were eight small sugar figures on the stall, still frozen. They bore a slight resemblance to Yun Zheng and the others, but they were almost recognizable.

Mo Jing pointed at the eight little sugar figures stuck on the stall, his handsome face smiling as he spoke in a clear and cheerful voice, "Come on, come on, which of these eight people do you want to challenge? Sign up first."

A young man dressed as a playboy stared at Mo Jing with disdain and sneered, "Oh, I challenge all eight of you!"

Mo Jing immediately gave him affirmation.

Mo Jing quickly calculated and said with a welcoming smile, "Seventy-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-two. I'll give you one decimal, which is seventy-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety."

The young man's face twisted. Why was he so stingy with the change?

Just reduce the price by two red jades?!

The young man reluctantly handed the red jade to Mo Jing, and said with a hint of arrogance in his voice: "My name is Fang Tianming, I am 27 years old this year, and my cultivation has reached the Great Perfection of the Yuanzun Realm."

The cultivators behind Fang Tianming were also shocked when they heard that Fang Tianming had reached the great perfection of Yuanzun Realm. It was amazing that he had broken through to the great perfection of Yuanzun Realm at such a young age!

However, no one has ever heard of any powerful force with the surname Fang.

"My dear little brother," Mo Jing's eyes lit up, his gaze full of fighting spirit as he said, "Wait a moment. Once I've sorted out the registration for the competition, I'll fight you right away."

Fang Tianming's eyelids twitched a few times: "..." He had a bad feeling.

In fact, there are not many practitioners who really want to fight with the Fengyun team, because the others just come to join in the fun and observe the true strength of the Fengyun team.

Most practitioners had heard of Yun Zheng's reputation, but few chose to challenge her. This was mainly because she was so brutal in battle that she was rumored to be a violent little witch.

Also, I heard that she is the most violent member of the Fengyun team.

After such a long registration period, Yun Zheng only received three challenges. Feng Xinglan received eleven, Mo Jing and Yan Chen eight each, Nangong Qingqing twelve, Zhongli Wuyuan and Mu Yin nine each, and Yu Qiu fifteen.

Among the list of people challenging Yu Qiu, ten are female cultivators.

Yun Zheng: “…” There are only three challenges.

"Zheng Zheng, don't be sad. There will be more next time."

"I've decided." Yun Zheng's eyes burned with a small flame, and she smiled slowly, "I'm going to set up a stall under your arena and sell runes. If you seven give me some discounts, it will make my runes easier to sell."

Feng Xinglan and the others were stunned: "???"

Let them use runes against us?!

Yu Qiu raised an eyebrow and slowly commented, "Captain Yun, you really screwed us."

"Absolutely not." Yun Zheng pretended to be serious and said, "It's just that life is tight and it's hard to make money. I hope my brothers and sisters can support me."

Friends: “…” I almost believed it.

…

Half an hour later.

Chongzhou City, Wuchang_

There were already nearly hundreds of practitioners waiting here, and soon, the Fengyun team appeared.

I have to say that the eight of them were eye-catching as soon as they appeared on stage.

Among the spectators, Yun Zheng spotted the Huangfu siblings, Qin Gu, and Seng Buhui. As Bai Yuning was not feeling well, Seng Buhui had already sent her back to Mozhou Island to recuperate.

The Fengyun team nodded to them as a greeting.

In addition to Huangfu Xiangqian, Huangfu Xiangyao, Seng Buhui, and Qin Gu had all had interactions with them in pacifying the beast tide, and had helped each other out a bit. Now they could be considered ordinary friends.

There are many arenas in the martial arts field.

Therefore, each of the eight Fengyun members directly occupied a stage.

Mo Jing said with a smile, "Fellow Daoists who have signed up, please come up to the arena and spar with us."

As soon as these words were spoken, someone in the crowd spoke up.

"Then I won't be polite!"

"I'm coming too!"

"Let me see the strength of the Fengyun team!"

"Master Yuqiu, Ningshuang is here to challenge you."

"Miss Nangong, I am Lin Jin, the eldest son of the Lin family, one of the three major families in Chongzhou City. I am very honored to have the opportunity to spar with Miss Nangong."

Lin Jin looks good, but compared to Nangong Qingqing, he is far inferior and is not on the same level at all.

Lin Jin looked at Nangong Qingqing with undisguised love in his eyes.

But when Lin Jin just finished speaking, he felt a chill on his back, as if he was being stared at by some dangerous eyes, causing him to break out in a cold sweat.

He turned around and looked, but found nothing.

Strange! Was that just his hallucination?!

On the other side——

"Violent little witch, are your muscles as big as mine? Let me introduce myself first. I am Zhuo Xiaotong, known as the Violent Demon King in Chongzhou City! Both of us have the word 'violent' in our titles, so naturally I, Zhuo Xiaotong, will challenge you! Not everyone deserves the title of 'violent'!" A middle-aged man said while squeezing his well-developed biceps.

Yun Zheng’s expression froze slightly: “…” He seemed a little…sick.