The guards outside the door were almost angry and tilted their noses. He was over 100 years old but he was not easy to argue with a little woman. However, just after a glance, he saw someone who could do something. He shouted directly without waiting for He Wuyou and the others to talk inside.

"Huang Zhonglu can be in the inner room, and this governor Weizhe is here, can it be convenient for a sequence?"

"Yes!" Although Huang Zhonglu was not like Zhou and He, he was happy to share the food and had a full meal. He suddenly heard someone shouting outside the door, and he was the Weishu who had always had a rift with him. He was stunned, but then he suddenly realized.

"Since Lord Wei and Supervisor are here, please come in and have a brief introduction, and you don't have to be polite." He washed the oil stains on his hands in a copper basin containing clear water by the table, and said slowly.

He Wuyou didn't need to do everything himself. He had enough food and drink, and his tired temperament ran out again. As the female cultivator stopped him repeatedly, several women forced the stains on his hands and mouths. During this period, he naturally got dirty and pulled out his belt.

The guard stepped into the private room, and the woman who opened the door had already swayed her waist and walked away. She naturally felt anger in her heart when Huang Zhonglu couldn't come out to greet her. At this moment, her face was gloomy when she entered the door.

Seeing the mess of the cup and plate that had not been cleaned up in front of Zhou Hao, He Wuyou, and Huang Zhonglu, he was even more angry. He was one of the three governors of Xuan Ji, who worked hard outside for a day and a night, and you, a small captain of the guard, actually enjoyed the wine and delicacies here, and these two young men who embarrassed him were really intolerable.

"Huang Zhonglu, Captain Huang, I am here to inform your friends that after tonight, the generals will enter the day of the decisive battle. If you cannot get a quota before midnight, you will be responsible for the consequences."

The Weishu, who was almost about to burst out, almost finished speaking with a roar, and never wanted to stay for a while. He flashed his murderous intent and glared at the other two people fiercely, turned around and left.

Huang Zhonglu knew that Wei Zhe hated him and might even have murderous intent, so he didn't care about the other party's attitude. The Qicheng martial arts meeting ended, and Xuanji City Lord replaced him. As the saying goes, the emperor will serve here because the city lord appreciates it. The city lord is the main person, and it doesn't matter if he keeps it anymore. Moreover, his cultivation has been slow for many years. Although he has enjoyed peace and glory, he finally lost his aura and lost his ambition. He fought against Jindan a few days ago. Although he was injured and withdrawn, the long-lost passion and life and death are at risk, which made him see the path he had always wanted to take again.

I have made a decision in my heart and a new goal. It seems that I have broken free from the constraints and reborn again. The cultivation level that has not been advanced for nearly ten years seems to be loose. Therefore, although I have always had a rift with Duke Wei, I also can't stand the other party, but I can calmly face his roar at this moment!

The Wei Governor left in anger, but the news was conveyed clearly. Zhou Hao knew in his heart that he would still have to go to the ring again. Even if the Wei Governor did not come and the Xuan Ji City Lord did not inform him, Zhou Hao would not give up this opportunity easily. If he had the idea of ​​giving up before, but at this point, things had actually deviated from the original idea. There is another point that if he could not obtain a quota, he would naturally not be able to arrive at Tianyan Sect in time and could not meet with Ganoderma and Bai Li smoothly. And he might also face the pursuit of the Jindan peak monk. With his current sluggish state, he would definitely die. Therefore, after drinking and eating, it was time to set off to fight in the arena.

Three battles, thirteen consecutive battles were not entirely easy except for Mu Yuchen. Now only three battles are needed, Zhou Hao can get a qualifying place. The first game does not require calculations and makes no sense. He will definitely not fight with a master. The Lord of Yang and the others cannot limit Zhou Hao to cheat. As for only two opportunities left, he can only choose two of the four cities to attack and block Zhou Hao.

It has never been a harmonious thing for Seven Star City to be martial. If the strength difference is huge, it may not be a life-and-death battle to compete for a place. However, before, the four cities deliberately plotted against Xuan Ji City, and Hao Yan deliberately indulged it, which caused the strongest Xuan Ji City to lose its lead and did not have much competitiveness.

However, because of Zhou Hao's appearance, he took action to kill Mu Yuchen, the number one in Kaiyang City on the first day of martial arts. For a moment, the cultivators in Xuanji City ignited a fierce fighting spirit in their hearts and set off a counterattack. The cultivators in Kaiyang City, Tianquan, Tianshu, and Yuheng were naturally unwilling to fail and immediately fought back strongly. This made the already chaotic situation even more turbulent. This was pretty good. Losing the threat of Xuanji City, the other three cities immediately turned their attention to the other three cities, but with the slightest gap in strength, if they wanted to win, they could only fight to the death. For a moment, the ring was just a mess.

The competition for the quota became crazy, and more monks were no longer afraid of those famous geniuses, while more unknown monks began to show their own strength. Therefore, in these short five days, more than one-fifth of the monks who died in battle and lost their combat power were exposed because of the fierce battle. The entire arena competition revealed the smell of bloody killing.

In addition to the attention of several Jindan City Lords, many foundation-building monks were not surprised by Zhou Hao's appearance. After all, he was only heard of his name. He was a young talent who could cultivate the foundation-building at a young age. He had little arrogance and pride in his heart.

In the city lord's mansion, seven people walked together and rushed to the arena. After all, watching the battle with one's own eyes is much better than consuming spiritual thoughts. Using spiritual thoughts here seems to be a bit waste.

Zhou Hao understood in a ring, and didn't think too much. He flew up as the monk called out, and he wouldn't bother to work hard at this game. He only took a moment to play, and ended the battle with Zhou Hao's victory. When the monk stepped down, he lost the battle before he understood how he had already figured out how he had lost.

"Hey, I said, fellow Taoist, why does this person look familiar? It seems that he has seen it somewhere?" As the ring competition was over, those monks who had been unable to bear it or were too weak had no intention of continuing to watch and hide. They had to take advantage of this last moment to seize an advanced place. After all, the next game only lasts one day, and the battle is a decisive battle, and there is no chance to come again.

Therefore, many monks witnessed Zhou Haoyang’s famous ring and killed Mu Yuchen on the same day. More than one person asked, and many careful monks immediately recognized him. "Oh! Isn’t this the madman?"

"What crazy man? Fellow Daoist is stupid? The ring where the crazy man is?"

There are many monks who recognize Zhou Hao, but there are many monks who come and go, who have never seen them before, so they are very curious about Zhou Hao's identity.

"Oh! Isn't it said that he is a madman, this man is a madman when he fights. Do you know the big thing that happened on the first day of the Seven Star City Martial Arts?" I was afraid that the man would ask too much, so I simply explained without waiting to ask again.

"The most sensational battle since the martial arts of the Seven Star City took place on the first day. Mu Yuchen, the first genius of Yangyang City, defeated Tianshu City with a pair of iron fists and kicked away the three heroes of the Shang family. Even the fairy of Yaoguang Pavilion, Shang Zhenyu, believed that she was not as good as her. She became famous in one battle and lost thirteen geniuses of Seven Star City in a row. Do you think she was crazy or not?"

After talking about Yun's deeds in one breath, his face was full of envy and jealousy, but also full of awe.

News about Zhou Hao was constantly passed among the monks, and countless monks began to gather at the arena where Zhou Hao was once again, especially those who had lost their qualifications to obtain it. When they heard that Yun's appearance was jealous of his own genius or those who came from Mu Yun's reputation, they quickly made the vicinity of the ring lively.

As for Zhou Hao and He Wuyou join forces to fight against the Jindan Peak, the news has not spread yet, so it has not allowed his crazy name to spread again.

As before, Zhou Hao had just fought here. The foundation-building monk who was originally queuing up to challenge him was about to bite the bullet and challenge him, but was stopped by the Jindan monk who was guarding the ring, making the face of the bitter monk blue and white. However, he realized that he would not have to waste this last chance in vain, so he immediately bowed to the Jindan monk happily, turned his head and ran away.

Zhou Hao saw the monk being forced to give up the challenge and knew that the matter was coming again, but unfortunately he couldn't control it. He was no longer angry about it, so he didn't go to the arena to challenge, just waiting for the development of things.

Outside the ring, He Wuyou and Huang Zhonglu were still hugging each other, beautiful female cultivators, but this time they didn't do anything to do anything, and they were engaged in gambling. They sat on the bronze chair they had made. Although they still looked tired, they looked solemn and looked extremely inconsistent. They didn't say anything, but their mouths were constantly squirming.

On the ring, Zhou Hao's ears were filled with voices.

"Brother Yun, you said it's so good to listen to me, why do you have to go to the ring? Don't you know someone is going to cause trouble for you?"

Zhou Hao was speechless and thought to himself, what background can you have, a casual cultivator like me? Of course, unless you are willing to reveal your true identity by yourself, but in that case, it will be no fun between us. Do you want to directly ask for the Sutra of Eternity or do you really want to let me do the Sword Sutra of My Sword Sutra? Ignore He Wuyou's proposal at all.

He Wuyou dissuaded him for a long time and said some unfounded nonsense. Maybe he realized that he might have said too much, or Zhou Hao was suspicious of him. Zhou Hao's eyes were mixed with his divine thoughts, and he smiled mysteriously at He Wuyou who was lazy and tired from the audience, making him feel the mystery, but he didn't know how to distinguish it.
Chapter completed!