"I can't improve my grappling skills when I practiced with the young disciple!" Wang Baole, who was beaten by the big disciple in his dream, was sad and angry and helpless. After leaving the dream, he started to eat snacks, thought for a moment, gritted his teeth, chewed the snacks and walked out of the cave, left Piaomiao Taoist Courtyard, and went to Piaomiao City.

For Wang Baole, he urgently needed real actual combat at this moment. On the one hand, he was tortured by the big sparring training. More importantly, he realized that although this Taixu grappling technique was shameless, it was actually extremely warlike.

If you want to truly master it, you will no longer be abused by the coach. You can only learn from the real person and speed up the mastery.

So, he suddenly thought of the fight club.

With this idea, Wang Baole entered Piaomiao City and headed straight to the fighting club. However, on the way, he thought about it when he passed by a toy shop. After entering, his school robe had changed, and there was an extra mask of... the little white rabbit in his arms.

"After all, I am a special recruit from the Taoist temple, so it's better to be low-key." Wang Baole felt that he was very considerate. At this moment, he touched the mask in his arms and felt even more satisfied.

This mask made him feel friendly. Thinking of how he looked on his face, he suddenly felt that he was cute and looked very majestic.

In awe, Wang Baole walked towards the Fighting Club with his hands behind his back.

The Fighting Club exists in the entire 17th main city of the Federation. It has a huge venue and several arenas, providing everyone with a platform for free fighting, which is always popular, whether in the past or after the Lingyuan period.

Especially with the arrival of the Lingyuan Period, the recovery of ancient martial arts, and the opening of the nation's practice, this kind of free fighting became a sport that was popular in the Federation.

There are even many strong people in it, and various ancient martial arts secret techniques are emerging one after another.

No matter which main city you are in or at any time, the location of the Fighting Club is one of the most popular places in the city.

Piaomiao City is no exception.

Just like at this moment, when Wang Baole arrived, in Piaomiao City, the fist that looked like a huge fist from a distance, and close up, looked like an elliptical building in the ancient Roman Colosseum. The roaring sounds spread across all directions through the hollow roof.

"Come on, fight again!"

"Will anyone come to challenge me? As long as you win me, you can take away ten spirit stones!"

Countless violent and excited voices spread continuously, causing the crowds passing by outside the fighting club to stamp their feet and look at each other. Occasionally, some people were eager to try and walked into the club.

Feeling the rushing sounds in the club, Wang Baole also felt the blood flow accelerated, and some excitement rose for no reason. He quickly took a few steps and stepped into the club.

As soon as he entered, a sensational sound suddenly came to his face, and there was a magnificent hall in front of him.

The hall is too big, and you can't see the end at first sight. You can only see that there seems to be a huge crystal ball in the center of the hall in the distance. The crystal ball is a hundred feet in size and is very conspicuous.

With the crystal ball as the center, there are countless men and women in different clothes. Some are chatting with each other, while others are looking for information next to the crystal ball.

In addition, there are crowds from all directions, and the noise of discussion and noise make the people coming and going seem to be in the club, but in the market.

Around this magnificent hall, Wang Baole noticed that there were countless doors, some closed, some opened, and each door would be closed after entering. Obviously, only one person was allowed to enter.

"It's too big!" Wang Baole took a breath. Even though he was outside before, he was a little prepared, but he was still shocked by the hugeness here. It took him a while to squeeze into the crowd. After inquiring left and right, he realized that the fighting club part was three levels.

The first floor is the hall, the second floor is the real club battlefield. As for the third floor, it is rarely open to the public on weekdays and will only open when some grand competitions are held.

If you want to go to the second floor, there are two ways. One is to go to the second floor directly from the four large entrances and exits around you. The other way is to rent a arena. In this way, you can accept challenges from others on the second floor or challenge others. The doors around the hall are prepared for the latter.

The former is simple, but not too secretive, while the latter is obviously more focused on privacy and security, but it only costs a lot.

No matter which method you choose, you need to go to the crystal ball in the center of the hall to register your identity and pay the spirit stone.

If someone else had changed, he might choose a way to spend less. However, for the magic weapon Wang Baole who could spend money by writing an IOU, this was a trivial matter, so he walked towards the crystal ball with his hands behind his back.

"I came here to practice finger-beating, spirit stones, etc., just add more meat to your body." When Wang Baole thought so, he felt more and more unique. He registered his identity next to the crystal ball, checked the information, and understood the rules, he paid a spirit stone and rented a ring.

After looking around, Wang Baole found an open one among the many ring doors around him and stepped in directly. As soon as he entered, the identity qualification he had exchanged for at the crystal ball was confirmed. Then the ring door was closed, and a soft female voice echoed.

"Dear guests, welcome to the Free Fighting Club. Please pay attention to protecting privacy here. If necessary, please cover your face when fighting... Whether you are going to fight or returning, you only need to shout out the battle at the designated position and return." This voice explains the rules of the club and reminds some places that need to be paid attention to.

"It's quite humane, it's not bad." Wang Baole was very satisfied with this design and walked forward.

In front of him was a passage, with soft lights around him, which looked very comfortable. At the end of this passage, there was a secret room with a small bed and a simple table, chair and dress mirror. The main function of this place is to allow people to rest on the one hand, and on the other hand, it also allows people to change their clothes here, conceal their identity, etc.

Standing in the secret room, Wang Baole adjusted his breathing. He felt that he had become a general who was going to fight, with a firmness in his eyes.

"This is the first battle for me, Wang Baole, to fight my fingers!" Wang Baole patted his stomach, took out the little white rabbit mask from his arms, and slowly put it on his face. His aura suddenly changed. It was really the cute white rabbit mask and the round body, which seemed very inconsistent...

But Wang Baole was very satisfied with his image. After looking in the mirror, he walked directly to the center of the secret room, looked up at the top, and said two words came from his mouth.

"Go to fight!"

Almost as soon as he spoke, the ceiling above him opened in an instant, and the platform also rose under his feet and lifted it to the top, and appeared on the second floor of the Fighting Club!

A wave of roars that were even more manic than the first floor came from the surroundings. The ones that appeared in front of Wang Baole were a ring covered by transparent glass!

This are 100 meters tall. Standing here, you can see countless crowds outside and...like rings through the glass!

There are probably hundreds or thousands of stages on the entire second floor, and there are challenges and fights in it, constantly going on.

The cheers of watching the battle and the roar of fighting were like heat waves, spreading everywhere, and most of the people here covered their faces and were unwilling to reveal their identities.

Wang Baole took a deep breath and looked around, his heartbeat accelerated a lot. This environment was both unfamiliar and exciting to him. He had known the rules next to the crystal ball before, and understood that after renting the arena here, he could set a number of spirit stones and wait for others to challenge. If the other party wins, he will obtain his own spirit stones and limit the cultivation level of the visitor.

Once you fail, you also need to pay an equivalent spirit stone. Similarly, you can go out and challenge others, so this place is called the Free Fighting Club.

However, death is not allowed here, and more attention is paid to the privacy and freedom of guests. Once someone breaks the rules, the club will solve the problem quickly.

With the excitement in his heart, Wang Baole quickly set up spirit stones in his ring. After thinking about it, in order to attract other people's attention and increase the number of training he trained, he simply set up ten spirit stones directly, and then sat aside, waiting for the challenger with great enthusiasm.

But when I waited around, although many people passed by and looked at me, no one challenged me. It was Wang Baole's shape and the number of the ten spirit stones that made many people hesitate and find it strange.

After all, ten spirit stones are already a considerable fortune.

"How long will it take to wait?" After a stick of incense, Wang Baole was a little impatient. He looked around and walked out of the arena and joined the crowd. He thought that since no one came to challenge him, he would challenge others by himself.

"We must start with a simple start..." Wang Baole shuttled through the crowd, looked at the glass tables around him, and finally chose the arena that rewarded a spirit stone and walked over.

On the ring was a big man, with a strong body and a normal qi and blood state, with a sharp light in his eyes. He was sitting cross-legged, looking at the people outside the ring rebelliously. After noticing Wang Baole's eager gaze, the big man sneered and hooked his fingers at Wang Baole.

"Bunny, come and practice with your grandpa."

Wang Baole glared at her eyes, jumped up and stepped into the ring. Although there were people around her, most of them were not interested in fighting at this level. Only a few people stopped and looked at each other because of the burly man and the image of Wang Baole's rabbit.

Seeing Wang Baole coming, the man's eyes lit up and he stood up with laughter. His cultivation level, which was originally ordinary qi and blood, rose directly at this moment, reached the sealing realm, and smiled grimly and headed straight for Wang Baole.

Everyone outside the ring was surprised. It was really that the difference between the cultivation level of this man before and after was too big.

"What I like most is to reduce my cultivation and lure rabbits like you to come to the door with their own initiative. Today I will definitely train you well!" The big man's laughter echoed, his blood and blood spread. He was already approaching Wang Baole. He raised his thick palm and slapped Wang Baole's face directly.

Wang Baole almost instinctively raised his right hand, and the devouring seeds in his body were circulating, and directly launched the grappling technique that made him extremely ecstatic for the past few days. As the suction force spread out, the big man's body seemed to be pulled, his palm changed direction, and his body staggered a few steps.

Wang Baole was about to take action to grab it, but the big man reacted very quickly. He turned his body suddenly with a low growl, took the initiative, and avoided Wang Baole's grab.

"He actually avoided it!" This made Wang Baole angry, and he took the initiative to approach and headed straight for the big man. The big man took a breath at this moment, saw something was wrong, and immediately retreated. At the same time, he clenched his fist while roaring, and punched several punches in succession, trying to force Wang Baole to open.

Soon, the two of them fought back and forth on this ring. For Wang Baole, this was his first battle in the true sense, and this man was also very suitable for training. Gradually, Wang Baole's figure became faster and faster, and his attacks gradually began to be different. It can be said that his whole body seemed to be undergoing an amazing transformation, and his eyes became brighter and brighter, full of excitement.

In contrast to him, the man was sweating on his forehead, as if he had seen a ghost. He had actually noticed that Wang Baole had been arguably from the beginning and climbed rapidly in a short period of time!

He even forced him to close his pores all over his body, so that his qi and blood would not be dispersed, and he would get faster speed and stronger power. However, he was still not as good as Wang Baole, who was just scattering his qi and blood realm cultivation.

"Damn it, where did this rabbit come out!" The big man became more and more surprised. At this moment, he gritted his teeth hard, jumped up with a low roar, stretched out his right palm, and grabbed Wang Baole with his palm as support. This was the only martial arts and tactics he mastered.

"Qiankun Hand!"

The audience around were also attracted by this battle at this moment. Seeing that Qiankun Hand appeared, many people exclaimed, but their exclamations almost started, and the situation on the ring changed drastically!

The moment the Han Qiankun hand approached, a light flashed in Wang Baole's eyes, and what appeared in his mind was the figure of the great disciple in the dream. His body walked out in one step, and the suction force of the devouring body instantly emerged with his right hand, and he grabbed it directly!

After this grab, the man's expression changed, his palm was pulled again. Before he could avoid it, his finger was instantly grabbed by Wang Baole and beaten it hard!

A scream came directly from the mouth of the big man. His body trembled, his legs were sore and weak, and he almost knelt down. He instinctively wanted to pull it out, but Wang Baole's hands were like pliers and had suction. No matter how hard he struggled, it was useless. He felt that ten thousand alpacas were rushing past his head, and the sound in his mouth changed tone.

"It hurts so much, let go..."

"Haha, admit it or not!" At this moment, Wang Baole was extremely excited. He looked at the man in front of him, as if he had seen himself who had been tragic for the past few days. The comfort and invincibility of beating his fingers made him fall in love with this grappling technique.

Everyone outside the ring was stunned at this moment. After the man begged for mercy and admitted defeat, they all took a breath and couldn't help but an uproar.

"This... is this finger-walking?"
Chapter completed!