All the noise disappeared in an instant, the entire martial arts stage became extremely quiet, and many observers looked at each other, and the atmosphere became strange.

Xiao Mo and Li Hu, one inhaled like a toothache, and the other had a constipation expression on his face.

As for Liu Heida and Huang Qi who ran to make a fight, he looked dull and completely stupid.

Wu Junyan, not far away, smiled bitterly and sighed in his heart: "I should have expected... ten low-grade spirit stones..."

Pan Yang, who was closest to the front, opened his mouth involuntarily, and he didn't even feel several snowflakes flying in. He pointed at Luo Xiao: "You... how could you... be able to?"

Luo Xiao looked at the sudden expressions on the faces of the disciples around him, and smiled with his hands behind his back: "Impossible? Maybe you are the only one who thinks so."

Pan Yang finally realized, yes, the low-grade spirit stone! This incident once caused a sensation in the martial arts hall, so of course he would not know that even if he only needed one low-grade spirit stone to be promoted to the red belt, let alone Luo Xiao, who had ten spirit stones.

"Hahaha!" A burst of laughter broke the silence. The arbitrator on the stage was really surprised and funny. He looked at Luo Xiao deeply and turned to point at Pan Yang, "Pan Yang, a disciple of the A Division of the Earth, do you want to challenge him higher than the level?"

Pan Yang's mouth was so wide that his chin was almost falling off. He challenged him more than he could? I was crazy? But if he didn't challenge him, he would be embarrassed to go to his grandma's house this time. How could he raise his head in front of Luo Mangzi in the future? Not to mention how to explain to Zhongyan...

What made Pan Yang even more gritted his teeth was that the hateful Luo Xiao actually raised his hand and gently picked up the knot of the cloak and asked with a smile: "Is this knot still unsolvable? What do you think, Pan, Xue, brother?"

The battle will be fought when the solution is resolved, and the separation will be dispersed if it is not resolved. Everyone present understands this meaning.

Pan Yang's fist was clattering, his teeth were clenched, and his forehead was bulging, but he could only control it tightly. If he controlled it, it was just humiliation. He couldn't control it, that was humiliation. In a dilemma, his eyes were looking for help swept to a certain place.

Under the dry bamboo, Wu Junyan touched Pan Yang's gaze and his face suddenly turned ugly. He cursed in his heart that he was foolish who had no choice but to do anything. He was almost about to turn around and leave, but when he saw another sharp gaze sweeping over, he realized that it was too late.

At this time, he left the wrong way. Moreover, even if the other party knew the truth, as the fifth son of the Wu family, what fear would he be when facing a commoner who was a little lucky?

Wu Junyan raised his chin with his hands behind his back, met the gaze, and smiled slightly - the next moment, his smile froze, as if he was frozen by snowflakes.

Luo Xiao and Pan Yang passed by, without even looking at each other, and walked straight to Wu Junyan with his hands together, bowed a little, and exhaled a mouthful of white mist: "It seems that the red belt is not powerful enough. Brother Wu, sometimes if you want something, you have to do it yourself, what do you think?"

Wu Junyan also bowed back to his favor, and when he heard this, he showed a sharp look like a blade in his eyes: "You want to challenge me?"

A hint of sarcasm appeared on Luo Xiao's lips: "Are you sure I'm challenging you?"

Wu Junyan was stunned and then remembered that it was not. From the first encounter with the City Guardian, Xiao Mo could not win over, then Li Hu provoked, and this time he designed to make Pan Yang a fight. Wu Junyan challenged Luo Xiao or was provoked by him.

Wu Junyan suddenly smiled: "I heard you are very reckless. Have you ever been to the fight stage?"

Luo Xiao did not answer directly, but turned his head to look at the huge round platform: "I think I will get what I want today."

"That's just that I haven't been there." Wu Junyan smiled and stretched out two fingers, "I've been there twice. But it's two years ago. Since I joined the Dragon and Tiger Society, especially since I became "Zhong", no one dared to challenge me again."

Luo Xiao suddenly laughed: "You did not show your record clearly, but instead hint at your background. Do you want to make me retreat with this?"

Wu Junyan was stunned for a moment and then laughed: "Okay! Since that's the case, let's use a happy duel to solve this matter."

A strong wind wrapped in chaotic snowflakes and a light silver figure swept across the martial arts table. At the same time, a thick white fur was spreading towards Luo Xiao's head as if he was pulling a flag.

This is the white fur cloak that Wu Junyan threw out when he left. However, looking at the accuracy of the direction and position, it is difficult for people to think that this is "stopped out" rather than deliberately giving his opponent a warning.

However, the white fur cloak covered the empty space, because Luo Xiao's body seemed to be swept by the strong wind, almost pressing against Wu Junyan, and flew towards the fighting platform effortlessly. When Wu Junyan settled down and wanted to see the result, he saw Luo Xiao's calm and leisurely appearance three feet away. His heart was trembling, realizing that this battle was probably not as simple as he imagined, and his expression changed from the beginning to the severity.

The two of them stood at the martial arts platform, which immediately caused an uproar among the disciples below. Unexpectedly, they originally wanted to watch a battle between the disciples of the Red Belt, but eventually turned into a duel between the disciples of the Black Belt.

Most of the martial arts are places where yellow belt disciples and red belt disciples resolve personal grievances, and black belt disciples are rarely seen. Because at the fifth level, most of the disciples have grown up and are all elites with hope of becoming warriors. The way they resolve conflicts with classmates is naturally no longer a simple ring and fist, but more of interests and compromises. Moreover, most of the disciples of this level have joined the Dragon and Tiger Society. If there are conflicts, there are four leaders to coordinate and resolve them. Few people make trouble in the martial arts platform.

Because of the above reasons, the battle stage was very rare. This rare situation suddenly caused many disciples to be excited and clamored loudly. This lively attracted more disciples. For a while, the fighting stage was bustling and crowded. At a glance on the stage, at least half of the martial arts training hall came, and there were even some deacons who came to hear the news.

"It's so lively. It seems that the martial arts hall will not worry about the topic for at least one month." Luo Xiao's eyes swept through the audience. Seeing many disciples taking out valuable things on their bodies to bet, he couldn't help but smile, "Senior Brother Wu, I know what you want. Since that's the case, as you wish, how about we add a lottery?"

Wu Junyan narrowed his eyes: "Okay, what do you want to use as a lottery? Could it be that you really have it..."

"Use this." Luo Xiao shook his palm and a spirit stone appeared in the palm of his palm. "The only one left is this, please check with the deacon."

The arbitrator raised his hand to take the spirit stone, and he bulged his eyes: "What a pure spiritual energy! Although this spirit stone is a low-grade, it is infinitely close to the medium-grade one. It can be said to be a accurate medium-grade spirit stone!"

"Uh, is that right... Mr. Cheng is really generous." Luo Xiao's heart burst and thought to himself that it was so unlucky that Cheng Feilong took the blame.

Luo Xiao has been throwing the ten low-grade spirit stones given by Cheng Feilong into the Fairy Stone Cave Heaven. He has been left for more than three months and has been in the cave Heaven for a hundred years. Spiritual stones are originally objects that absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. The more spiritual energy is, the longer the time, the higher the quality level. Under the extremely rich spiritual energy of the Fairy Stone Cave Heaven, it is a matter of time before the quasi-de-stone changes the quality of the spirit stone.

Fortunately, it is only a accurate medium-grade spirit stone, but it is not a real medium-grade spirit stone, otherwise it will cause trouble for yourself. This thing is more coveted than a medium-grade flesh spirit stone - even a high-level warrior of Cheng Xiaofeng's level will be tempted.

"Quality-middle-grade!" Wu Junyan was surprised and secretly refused. This eldest son Cheng actually invested such a lot of capital!

"Senior Brother Wu." Luo Xiao smiled and said, "Is this a lottery good enough?"

"Of course... not bad." Wu Junyan gritted his teeth secretly. He knew that if he could not produce the corresponding value, in today's battle, no matter what he won or lost, his Wu family would be disappointed.

After thinking about it, biting his teeth and biting again and again, Wu Junyan finally pulled a silver chain from his neck with difficulty, raised his hand and threw it to the arbitrator: "I think the value of this thing is only higher than that of a quasi-middle-grade spirit stone."

The arbitrator took it, his eyes touched the yellow light-shaped amber in the center of the silver chain, blurting out: "Seed of Power! You, you actually use this as the lottery?!"

Seeing Luo Xiao's puzzled eyes, the arbitrator took a deep breath and raised the silver chain in his hand: "He was right, the value of this thing is comparable to that of a medium-grade spirit stone. This is the seed of power that every White Tiger Warrior desires extremely."

Wu Junyan is a child of the Wu family among the three major families of Yishui, and the Wu family is known as the "Eighth-level Strongest". Although the Wu family has never had a Blue Dragon-level warrior, there are White Tiger Warriors far surpassing other families. The White Tiger Warriors in this family are not only many, but also strong. At the same level, no one is their opponent, so they are known as the Eighth-level Strongest. All this comes from their possession of a strange resource - the Power Seed.

"The seed of power is a treasure obtained by the ancestors of the Wu family when they ventured in the central region. Only the direct clans are qualified to obtain a seed and plant it in an environment with rich spiritual energy. After several years, when it blooms and bears it, it will get a reality of power. If you are lucky enough to be promoted to the White Tiger Warrior, you can double the reality of power based on your own strength. This is the secret of my Wu family's eighth-level strongest."

Speaking of the ancestor Weiye and Wu's current strength, Wu Junyan looked full of pride, but he didn't notice that a surprise flashed in Luo Xiao's eyes. The seed of power, haha, good thing, this is really an unexpected harvest.

The arbitrator looked at the things he was so jealous of, and not only shook his head and smiled bitterly, are the young people nowadays so amazing? He looked up and said to Wu Junyan seriously: "You can think clearly, each Wu family's direct descendant has only one chance, and if you lose, there will be no more."

Wu Junyan glanced at Luo Xiao contemptuously, bowed and replied, "Thank you, Zhongju, and you have the belief that you will win."

"That's true." The arbitrator sensed the aura of the two duel disciples when they came on stage, and clearly felt that Wu Junyan had reached the fifth level, while Luo Xiao seemed to be only wandering between the fourth level and the fifth level. It seemed that he had just advanced and his realm was not stable. Such a battle result was obvious.

The arbitrator's eyes turned to Luo Xiao's face: "You have figured it out clearly. Do you really want to challenge it? Do you really want to use this as the lottery?"

Luo Xiao also bowed and looked up and smiled: "The disciple is already standing on the stage. Moreover, the arbitration believes that the disciple can still bring the things back now?"

"Of course, it's impossible." Wu Junyan said proudly with his hands behind his back, "Senior Brother Luo, maybe you have unique features in your body skills, but I want to tell as my junior brother that the only thing that determines strength is the only one - that is the vitality! My Yuan type is the true core level, where are yours?"

Luo Xiao smiled but did not answer, just looked at the arbitrator.
Chapter completed!