"This friend, is the Iron Hand Wang Chang very powerful?" Xiao Chen casually asked someone for information.

When the monk saw that it was Xiao Chen, he said in surprise: "Oh! It turned out to be you... Brother, I remember you. You just stopped five cities and have already locked in the quota for tomorrow, right?"

Xiao Chen nodded. It seemed that his almost crushing posture had left a deep impression on the monks around him.

"Then you have to be careful. You are also in the No. 3 ring. The strong iron hand Wang Chang is famous in the entire market!" The monk in front of him kindly advised Xiao Chen.

With their level cultivators, they naturally cannot see through Xiao Chen's realm strength.

"Oh? Where is he strong?" Xiao Chen couldn't help but ask curiously.

The monk pointed to Wang Chang on the ring: "Did you see the gloves on his hand? That was his father who collected the most precious metals in the black market and then hired the top forging masters in the black market to create them. It is said that someone had seen Wang Chang practice in the suburbs before. With one punch, he actually drilled a cave in a small hillside!"

"So exaggerated?" Xiao Chen raised his eyebrows.

"Anyway, I heard that, I don't know if it's really. But since there is this rumor, I think his strength is not much worse!" The monk said in a clear analysis.

Xiao Chen was not stingy either, so he directly put out a bag of gold coins and handed it to him: "Thank you."

"Haha, brother, why are you so embarrassed..." Although the monk said so, he still simply took away the gold coins.

"I don't know how many opponents he has to fight. At least the current opponent should be difficult to pose a threat to him."

Xiao Chen muttered and turned to look up at the ring.

Opposite to the Iron Hand Wang Chang, there is a young man in armor. Judging from his outfit, he should be from a mercenary group.

For monks who are mercenaries, they can actually gain a lot of valuable experience in the actual battle of licking blood at the tip of a knife.

This is definitely something that geniuses who have hidden underground forces and cultivated.

"Drink!" Just as the referee announced the beginning, the iron hand Wang Chang shot a spiritual energy into the opponent with a punch.

However, the mercenary moved one step ahead of Wang Chang. His figure flashed and he came to Wang Chang's side.

It is better to start first, but it is an eternal truth in actual combat.

The mercenary pulled out the scimitar from his waist and slashed at Wang Chang with delicate sword techniques.

With enough rich combat experience, he actually gained the upper hand in front of the iron-handed Wang Chang.

Even the people around the ring were watching the game exclaimed repeatedly.

Could it be that the iron-handed Wang Chang will lose on the first day?

"He can't lose." At this time, the ghost-faced monk walked over from the aisle on one side.

"Oh? You all won?" Xiao Chen glanced at the ghost-faced monk.

The Ghost-faced monk nodded with a smile: "I'm pretty lucky. The only person I met from the underground force is also a monk at the peak of the Yuanwo Realm."

Xiao Chen nodded slowly and said nothing.

After all, the Ghost Face Cultivator himself has the strength of the seventh level of the Yuanshen Realm, and also masters the means by which the person can control the opponent's spiritual power.

It is really no problem to deal with a monk at the peak of the Yuanying Realm.

"I heard that there is no underground force except for the Iron Hand Wang Chang on the No. 3 ring. Mr. Xiao Chen should have entered the next round, right?" asked the ghost-faced cultivator to Xiao Chen.

Xiao Chen nodded. This result was not surprising to him and Xiao Chen.

After all, the Ghost Face Cultivator has fought with Xiao Chen, and if he could not appear from the No. 3 arena.

How terrifying would the monk in the No. 3 ring be?

"By the way, you said just now that Wang Chang couldn't lose?"

"Of course, after all, the strength gap is here. No matter how good the practical experience is, you have to abide by the principle of realm gap." The ghost-faced monk shrugged.

Xiao Chen couldn't help but smile. In fact, he never thought that Wang Chang would be defeated so easily.

Because the other party's mercenary is just the strength of the Heavenly Realm...

"drink!"

After using iron fists to defend again and again, Wang Chang suddenly roared, and then his fist hit the mercenary's armor heavily.

The mercenary's eyes were beaten to the point of being beaten. As Wang Chang's spiritual power suddenly increased, he flew out of the ring and lay motionless on the ground.

The people watching nearby quickly stepped back a little, shook their heads to show bad luck.

However, Baili Hall seemed to have expected such a scene to happen, and immediately some disciples carried the mercenaries away for treatment.

"Hmph." Tiequan snorted coldly before and walked down from the ring.

"I heard that he has two more competitions." Wang Chang pointed to the monk next to him. The monks over there were discussing whether Wang Chang's next opponent would all have such consequences.

"Look at what else he can make." Xiao Chen didn't mind watching two more games.

After all, if you watch more opponents' competitions, he can also capture some of Wang Chang's move rules.

Although Wang Chang had already shown his skills in the competition just now, the real valuable information is that the fists in his hand are not ordinary, and it is probably a good weapon.

But beyond that, there is no other useful information.

But what made Xiao Chen speechless was that when Wang Chang's next two competitions began, Wang Chang's opponent didn't even dare to fight and directly announced his surrender to the referee.

After all, it is too difficult for them to defeat Wang Chang.

They just covet the magic pills in Bailiguan to see if they can try their luck.

But taking a chance does not mean you have to pay your life...

"Go away."

Xiao Chen sighed and turned around and left helplessly.

The Ghost-faced Cultivator thought for a while and left Baili Pavilion with Xiao Chen.

Walking back to the inn, Xiao Chen asked at the ghost-faced monk next to him in confusion: "What are you doing with me?"

"Mr. Xiao, I forgot to tell you that in the morning, there were a few more empty rooms in the inn. I immediately asked the shopkeeper for one, and we will stay in the same inn from now on." The Ghost Face Cultivator replied politely.

Xiao Chen frowned slightly, not knowing whether the ghost-faced monk was really polite to him or a subtext threat...

But no matter what threat it was, Xiao Chen had no reason to be afraid of the ghost-faced cultivator!

Early the next morning, the Ghost-faced monk waited for Xiao Chen to set off together at the entrance of the inn.

The two came to Baili Pavilion together and walked to the ring on their side.
Chapter completed!