In one sentence, it instantly broke into the hearts of the young men.

Five lives fell into the dark corridor in this way, which made it difficult for those young men and girls who had never killed them before.

Fanjun looked at the boys with ugly expressions and refused to say anything. The index finger of his left hand slightly stretched out, and in the air, a light blue vortex of spiritual energy stirred eight jade tablets and started to rotate.

"The third level is the eight people you won, and they will draw lots against each other." Fan Jun said, and the eight jade tags were like eight falling meteors, each flying into the hands of the eight teenagers.

The jade plaque was crystal clear, and from time to time, a cold breath came out.

Ye Junlin felt the meaning of ice and felt something. At that moment, Ye Junlin's understanding and understanding of the "meaning of ice" seemed to deepen a little.

The knowledge you get on paper is always shallow.

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There is a number engraved on the eight jade plaques, from one to eight, different.

Ye Junlin is the "six", Yang Gongcheng is the "one", and Liang Bufan is the "three". Fanjun's arrangement is very reasonable, at least he did not let these three teenagers meet at the first time.

In addition, Mu Zongqin's number is 'two', Jinling is 'four', Yin Xue is 'five', and the fierce and burly boy beside Jinling is 'six', and Don Juan is 'eight'.

Ye Junlin chewed silently, the distribution of the numbers was thoughtful. He looked at Fanjun with a smiling face and felt even more that such a battle distribution was not accidental.

Before Ye Junlin could speak, a noisy voice resounded first in the hall.

"Mr. Fanjun! Should you tell us the reward for this level?" Liang Bufan said, as if there was a golden light shining in his eyes.

"Haha..." Fan Jun laughed, with a little proud look on his face.

"This time, there will be three people who will receive the reward, and that is the top three in this competition." Fan Jun said, smiling.

"What is the reward? Just tell me quickly." Liang Bufan became extremely anxious.

"Haha..." Fanjun looked at Liang Bufan's funny look and couldn't help laughing again.

"The third place will get a 'Xuan's Lower-level' Mysterious Skill; the second place will get a 'Xuan's Lower-level' Mysterious Skill, and a 'Low-level Spiritual Artifact'. As for the first place..."

Before Fanjun finished speaking, the eight young men began to discuss. The mysterious skills of the "Xuanzhi Lower" and the "Low-level Spiritual Artifact" were really tempting for them.

"Cough cough..." Fan Jun coughed, as if he was dissatisfied with the teenagers' interruption of his speech.

Liang Bufan was so good at 'observing his words and expressions', and said hurriedly: "Mr. Fan, please continue."

After hearing this, Fanjun's expression gradually slowed down and continued: "The first place will get a 'Xuan-level Mid-grade' mysterious skill, an 'mid-level spiritual weapon', and a 4th-level spiritual herb, a 'Horse Grass'..."

After Fanjun finished speaking, the young men couldn't help but talk loudly again.

The "Xuanxiao Mid-grade" mysterious skills, the "middle-level spiritual weapon", the fourth-level spiritual grass "Speed-Fengcao"... These three things appear casually on the "Chixiao Fan Domain". I am afraid that the entire "Chixiao Fan Domain" will cause a bloody storm.

"Okay. Let's start." Fanjun's words were very calm, just like these things, and to him were like pots and pans, broken copper and iron, and they were ordinary and irrelevant.

The mysterious aura of blue and purple surging in Fanjun's hands, just like the stars in the sky, making the boys intoxicated.

The scene under her feet changed again, and a huge martial arts performance venue appeared in front of eight young men and women. The martial arts performance venue was lavishly arranged, with golden pillars and blue jade slabs, just like the one in the hall, magnificent.

Liang Bufan looked at it, and his saliva flowed down unknowingly.

Jin Ling, who was standing next to Liang Bufan, vented from a distance.

Liang Bufan still didn't care. He raised his sleeves, wiped the "droop" flowing out of the corner of his mouth, and then smiled at Jin Ling, as if expressing his apology.

At this moment, Fanjun said, "Next, the trial of the third level will begin. Number 1 and No. 2, you go to the ring."

After Fanjun said that, Yang Gongcheng and Mu Zongqin walked towards the arena.

They all walked very slowly, as if they were afraid that they would go faster and damage the "priceful" green jade slab under their feet.

"You go with confidence, it's broken, I won't let you pay." After Fan Jun said something, everyone couldn't help but laughed out loud.

In fact, there is no need to worry about the teenagers.

The green jade slab is made of a kind of stone called "green jade". It is not only warm in winter and cool in summer, but also extremely hard.

At least, with the current cultivation level of the teenagers, it is difficult to damage them.

Yang Gongcheng and Mu Zongqin stood on the ring, looking at the surrounding environment, usually looking at each other.

A trace of murderous aura suddenly emanated from the originally happy atmosphere. It was like the originally hot water that had been put into the ten thousand years of ice spirit, and then the heat dissipated, and the cold spread little by little...

Liang Bufan looked at Yang Gongcheng on the ring, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Then, the noisy loud voice sounded again: "That black boy, if you can beat the 'mu bitch' into a pig', I'll invite you to drink."

"Okay, please make sure you have this wine!" Yang Gongcheng seemed quite confident. He held the black iron sword in his hand, and then the mysterious energy in his body surged.

"It's not a small tone!" Mu Zongqin let out a "snap", and the mysterious energy on his body surged. The dense red scales covered his body like a set of armor.

"Have the beast soul transformed?" Yang Gongcheng teased for the first time: "Your 'beast soul' seems to be of low grade!"

The ‘Beast Soul’ is equivalent to the face of the ‘Beast Warrior’. If the ‘Beast Soul’ of the ‘Beast Warrior’ is teased by someone, it would be a completely naked ‘face slap’!

Mu Zongqin roared, and his fingers instantly stretched out ten red nails more than one meter long. Mu Zongqin danced his nails, his face twisted, making people feel extremely disgusting and wanting to vomit.

"What a vulgar man." Jin Ling couldn't help but mutter in a low voice.

Mu Zongqin's disgusting nails were dancing with strong winds. In the air, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth that was originally flowing quietly was stirred up in a mess.

Yang Gongcheng was closest to Mu Zongqin and saw it the clearest. A feeling of disgusting and vomiting urged him to fight quickly.

"What a disgusting guy!" Yang Gongcheng cursed, and the brown mysterious aura surged.

"**Slash!"
Chapter completed!