He muttered while eating, "Don't worry, I can suppress my cultivation level to one star and fight you."
"Well, let's go together tomorrow and have a fight in the arena."
"A tournament?"
"Yes, there is a Xianyuan Arena only five kilometers away from here. It's very lively there."
"You can even place bets. I heard there's money to be made if you participate in a tournament."
"Really? Then I want to join."
He paid compensation in the desert town and bought medicinal materials for the Yin-Yang Harmonizing Pill. After all the expenses along the way, the spirit stones he brought from home were almost gone, and he was in urgent need of replenishing them.
At this time, Yan An came back with a few jars of wine and placed them on the stone table.
"My lady, I plan to go to the tournament and fight."
"Play a competition?" Yan An looked at his excited face and seemed to be very interested in the competition.
"Okay, but the tournament here is a little different."
Lu Jingzhi was a little puzzled, "Why is it different?"
"Because it's a life-and-death competition. You have to sign a life-and-death agreement before you enter. Even if you want to kill the other person, that's fine, and you won't be held responsible."
The day before yesterday, Nan Ye and I passed by this arena and took a look at the notice there, which explained the rules of the competition.
Lu Jingzhi was silent for a while. "Madam, are there any restrictions on this competition? For example, strength restrictions?"
If I, a small Xuanlingjing, were to encounter the Xuanwang, or even the Xuanhuang, who was pretending to be a pig but was actually a tiger, what difference would that make me going to die?
"I don't know about that either. I'll take you there tomorrow." After she finished speaking, she looked at Nan Ye who was standing beside her. "Do you want to join us?"
"I...I'll just forget it."
"Yeah, that's fine."
After a satisfying meal...
Nan Ye returned to his room very consciously, saying that he wanted to have a good sleep and give the two of them some space.
In the courtyard, the atmosphere gradually became ambiguous, and the slight intoxication of wine added a bit of romance.
His big hands fell on Yan An's delicate white legs, and his Adam's apple rolled, "My wife, the moon is so beautiful tonight."
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