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On the prodigy's arena.
Yang Qianfan was dumbfounded!
He had never experienced such a ridiculous thing before!
He only gave him his name and was forcefully dragged onto the arena and became the prodigy's challenger!
This...
If it wasn't for the fact that he had always bullied the weak and feared the strong, he would have already started cursing!
At that moment, he braced himself and cupped his hands at Wei Bujuan.
"Prodigy Han, what's the meaning of this...?"
Wei Bujuan consoled him in a gentle tone.
"It's nothing. Just a spar!"
Yang Qianfan's expression changed drastically.
He had seen the outcome of the previous challengers.
Some were sent flying by a sword strike, and their dao mind almost collapsed.
Or they would be defeated by strange and dirty moves and their dao mind...
Almost collapsed too!
It was such a terrifying thing.
The other party was actually able to say it was a "spar" so casually.
"I'm afraid this guy is a real demon! The people of the Black Frost Demonic Sect are not even one ten-thousandth of him!"
Yang Qianfan's face turned pale.
"I can surren--"
"You're not allowed to surrender!"
Wei Bujuan sternly interrupted him.
"If you dare to surrender, I'll hate you for the rest of my life!"
Yang Qianfan's expression became even more incredulous.
His eyes were red.
"I'm not even allowed to surrender... This person is truly overbearing! Forget it. I'll fight you to the death!"
After saying this, he gritted his teeth and shot out a blazing fire at Wei Bujuan.
"Yes, yes, yes. It has to be like this!"
Wei Bujuan was overjoyed.
The two of them began to fight.
In less than half an incense's time.
Then, Yang Qianfan's decline was apparent, and Wei Bujuan continued his victorious pursuit. Suddenly, a thought struck him, and he cast a spell. It was the enemy-breaking move of the Yang Qi Sword!
Yan Jinghong!
Although this sword was far from being as amazing as when it was substituted by the system, it still had the embryonic form of the Yang Qi Sword. The abundance of true yang was enough to make most of the Golden Core stage cultivators present blush with shame!
Whoosh!
A sword was slashed out.
Yang Qianfan's final resistance was in vain.
He was swept off the arena.
He seemed to be in a sorry state.
However, his eyes were filled with relief!
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On the arena.
Wei Bujuan, on the other hand, had a whole new experience.
He realized that after his fighting skills had increased, spells of the same level would also be much more powerful.
Take the Yang Qi Sword as an example.
At the start, he truly knew how to grasp this spell, how to aim the tip of the sword, and how to thrust it ruthlessly when it encountered a defense!
However, in a situation where one's level of fighting was lower, there were times when he could not find the right time and direction to intervene.
This was like having martial arts skills but not being able to display them.
With the continuous improvement of his fighting skills, it was as if he had turned from a beginner into an experienced driver.
No matter what kind of environment he was in.
He would also be able to find a suitable posture to draw his sword.
And then hit the enemy's vital point in one fell swoop!
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"This is the importance of actual combat experience. If your cultivation is high enough, you can easily crush those who are lower than you. However, no matter how powerful a person is, they will still meet an opponent who is on par with them. Therefore, it is not wise to blindly cultivate in seclusion only. You must also improve your actual combat experience!"
"I have to improve and be strong in both aspects!"
Wei Bujuan made up his mind.
In the days that followed in prison, he probably had to find a way to form a jailmate training group for himself!
And now, he had to seize every opportunity to increase his fighting experience!
Everyone below the prodigy's arena was his experience bag!
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"Come. Next!"
Wei Bujuan took the initiative to speak.
The audience was silent.
Everyone kept quiet out of fear.
The atmosphere became very strange -- the prodigy's arena was always used by the challengers to challenge the prodigies. Han Li was the first one to challenge the people below the stage!
This guy didn't play by the rules at all!
"He's already the number one prodigy. How can he still have the nerve to challenge us?"
Some people grumbled inwardly.
In the crowd, only Mi Fu supported Han Li through and through.
He shook his head and said.
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"Prodigy Han is giving you respect by challenging you. He's giving you a chance to train! Don't you all know that battle is necessary when fighting for dragon energy? I've definitely gained a lot from fighting Prodigy Han. Can't you see that I'm the first one to rush up to the stage to experience Prodigy Han's glory? You people... Tsk tsk..."
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As he spoke, he looked at the crowd with a face full of contempt.
The middle-aged cultivator dressed like a scholar beside him couldn't help but sneer.
"Good, Mi Fu. I see that you're not good at being a human, but you're a good dog!"
"What benefits did he give you to make you boast like this!"
Without waiting for Mi Fu to retaliate, Wei Bujuan had already heard the voice and looked over.
"May I have your name?"
He asked the middle-aged scholar.
The middle-aged scholar waved the feather fan in his hand.
He sneered.
"Prodigy Han, I know you're strong, and I'm impressed by your dao mind for daring to challenge me. But no matter how powerful you are, you can't force me to fight you!"
Then, he laughed and said to the others.
"Everyone, don't tell that Han fellow who asked for our names. As long as he doesn't know our names, he can't do anything to us!"
"Prodigy Han, oh, Prodigy Han. No matter how powerful you are, your true body isn't here. We might not be able to defeat you, but it'll be great if we can make you suffer a little..."
After he finished laughing, he stared at Mi Fu.
"Whoever dares to say another person's name, the rest of us will attack you together!"
"Everyone, don't you agree?"
Quite a few people responded to his words.
The group of people shouted in unison and looked at Mi Fu with unfriendly eyes.
Mi Fu stretched his neck, but he did not dare to say anything.
In the arena, Wei Bujuan had a strange expression.
It wasn't that he wanted to make things difficult for this group of itinerant cultivators, but that the two sly old foxes Xuan Yangzi and Wan Chunfeng had simultaneously brought their disciples and fled far away!
This group of people had already left the area of the prodigy's arena.
Only the itinerant cultivators and some fellow Daoists from small sects were left in the audience.
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"Sigh, for the sake of my fighting experience, the itinerant cultivators of Jade Dragon Kingdom have to suffer a little more!"
With this thought, Wei Bujuan suddenly used his Qi Observation!
In that instant, everyone's name and background were all seen by Wei Bujuan!
He didn't care about the other party's cultivation.
He directly shouted at the top of his voice--
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"The number one prodigy, Han Li, challenges the itinerant cultivator, Murong Tu!"
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"The number one prodigy, Han Li, challenges the itinerant cultivator, Fang Yingying!"
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"The number one prodigy, Han Li, challenges Yang Ruyi of the Iron Heart Sect!"
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"The number one prodigy, Han Li, challenges itinerant cultivator, Huo Haiquan!"
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He finished shouting in one breath.
Everyone was dumbfounded!
"What are you doing? How do you know my name?"
"Who challenges so many people at once!"
"Since when did the prodigy's arena have such a rule? Wait. Are we going up together or are we going up one by one?"
After a series of angry curses, beams of golden light shot down from the arena.
He pulled up all the cultivators whose names were called.
They were thrown to the preparation area next to the arena.
After that, they would go up and challenge Han Li one by one!
As for the middle-aged scholar named Murong Tu, he was the first one!
Under everyone's gaze, Murong Tu went on stage with a long face.
"Prodigy Han. Prodigy Han...."
"Be gentle..."
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