PFC Chapter 409 Arena Competition
Chapter 409 Arena Competition
"If you ever get the chance to fight that bitch Chu Yiren, you must teach her a lesson she won't forget."
A female cultivator whispered to several rogue cultivators beside her.
The person had their back to everyone, but their back and voice were familiar. Wenwen moved a few steps to the side.
Looking again, oh dear! What a small world! We've run into each other.
Wenwen separated a wisp of her divine consciousness and approached the corner, openly eavesdropping.
"Also, those poor bastards actually joined in. If you get into a fight with them, don't hold back!"
Ma Xiaoru said through gritted teeth.
"Fellow Daoist Ma, what price will you offer for doing this?" a rogue cultivator asked, counting on his fingers.
“That’s right, we don’t do things that don’t bring us any benefit,” said another rogue cultivator.
“You’ll get a thousand spirit stones for each one you defeat. You can also join the Ma family if you want,” Ma Xiaoru said.
“Alright, we’ll do our best, but we rogue cultivators have neither pills nor magic tools. Fellow Daoist Ma, could you… um?” a few other rogue cultivators chimed in.
Ma Xiaoru took a few deep breaths, suppressed her emotions, and pretended to be expressionless as she handed each of them a bottle of pills.
"These are Qi-restoring pills sold at the Ma family's shop. Take them and remember, it's not just about trying your best, it's about winning, you absolutely must win!"
After saying that, Ma Xiaoru quickly left the preparation room, avoiding the people around her, leaving a few rogue cultivators still whispering among themselves.
In fact, this preparation room is mostly filled with young cultivators in the mid-stage of Qi Refining.
The Chu siblings are all at the fifth level of Qi Refining, Wen Chengjian and Wen Chengbin are at the sixth level of Qi Refining, and Wen Chengfeng, Wen Chengxi and Ye Jingchuan are at the fifth level of Qi Refining.
As for Wenwen, since entering Xingyu City, her cultivation level has been suppressed to the fifth level of Qi Refining. Therefore, in the eyes of outsiders, she is at the fifth level of Qi Refining, the same as Chu Yiren.
"Hey, our numbers are almost the same!"
Chu Yiren exclaimed in surprise, then added, "We might run into each other after just a few matches!"
"Hmm... It's good that we met!"
Instead of answering the question, Wenwen took out a pill from her bosom and handed it to Chu Yiren, saying, "If I told you that this pill can prevent all poisons from invading, would you believe me?"
Chu Yiren was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter, and opened her mouth: "Ah—"
This is a signal for Wenwen to put it directly into her mouth!
This trust warmed Wenwen's heart for no reason; sometimes, trust can quickly bring two people closer together.
Since you believe it, then eat it!
Besides, this is truly a good medicine. It can not only prevent all kinds of poisons but also prevent all sorts of strange powders, evil spirits, and miasma from entering the body. The formula comes from the Kaiyan Pharmacopoeia, and one pill lasts for 3 years.
Then, Wenwen took out several bottles of pills from her bosom, stuffed them into Chu Yiren's hands, and whispered something in her ear.
"Here you go, Yiren. These are Qi-restoring pills, plenty of them. When you're on stage, try to finish off your opponents as quickly as possible. Slay every enemy you encounter, even gods... Hmm."
Before he could finish speaking, Chu Yiren covered his mouth.
Chu Yiren laughed and said, "Hahaha, what are you saying? If I were to fight you, would we still fight?"
"Of course we'll fight, hehehe, let's exchange a few more blows and stall for time if we can."
Wenwen thought to herself: That depends on how many moves you can withstand. If you are strong, you can fight more moves. If you are exhausted, you should finish as soon as possible.
Cough! Cough cough!
Chu Xihuan and Chu Xijian, who were watching their younger sister receive the elixir, were extremely envious.
The Wen family didn't seem to mind, because they didn't lack pills. Whenever Wenwen refined pills, she would always distribute them. Otherwise, why would she work so hard to refine pills? Without sharing with her family and receiving positive feedback, where would she find the motivation to refine pills?
Noticing the Chu brothers' expressions, Wenwen understood and treated them equally, taking out pills and handing them over, including, of course, the good pill that made them immune to all poisons.
Suddenly, someone at the door shouted, "Number 496, get ready to enter the arena, number 13!"
This is Wenwen's identification number.
"It's my turn. Wait for my good news," Wenwen said casually.
"Go for it! I believe in you!" Watching her departing figure, Chu Yiren couldn't help but feel a pang of worry for her.
Then, everyone stared intently at the images on the wall.
It turns out that the battles on the various arenas outside could be seen from the walls of the preparation room; these were actually arranged using formations.
......
Sunny Plaza, Arena No. 13.
Wenwen stood on the stage, waiting for her opponent to arrive.
A few breaths later, a tall young man walked up.
Hey, isn't this one of the rogue cultivators who just accepted Ma Xiaoru's favor in the corner?
The first opponent they faced was this person. Who would believe there wasn't any behind-the-scenes manipulation in the competition? Should we say Ma Xiaoru is shrewd, or that the Ma family is incredibly powerful?
So, let's finish this quickly.
As the rogue cultivator stepped onto the stage, the audience below cheered.
"Da Ziming, punch her off the stage!"
"Let him know how powerful you are!"
Wenwen squinted at the audience, wondering if some of them had received bribes and that the louder they shouted, the more they might get.
The rogue cultivator Ada nodded arrogantly to the people shouting below the stage, a sinister glint flashing in his eyes as he sneered at Wenwen.
Below the stage, some audience members were discussing it.
"Da Ziming, fifteen years old, late stage of Qi Refining Level 5, with formidable combat power. Not long ago, he killed a Qi Refining Level 6 monster with his bare hands in the Monster Beast Forest!"
"Wenwen, thirteen years old, early stage of Qi Refining Level 5, outer city cultivator, um... the battle record column is blank."
Someone found their registration information on the ring screen.
"What does 'blank' mean?"
"What do you mean? Either you have no experience, or you have so much experience you can't even fill it all up, hahaha."
"Hey, look at how skinny she is, she definitely can't withstand a single move from Da Ziming."
"Yeah, Da Ziming is too strong. I just hope he's not too brutal..."
The audience below the stage were buzzing with discussion, overwhelmingly favoring Da Ziming and not Wenwen.
The referee assessed the two players' condition and gave the order.
"The battle begins!"
The battle between the two sides then officially began.
Da Ziming laughed loudly, shattering his shirt and revealing his solid, muscular physique.
"Take this, you weakling!"
"Even if I, Da Ziming, face the weakest opponent, I will fight with all my might!"
As he spoke, he stepped forward and slammed a large fist down towards Wenwen's face.
"Wow, Da Ziming's punch was really powerful!"
"This guy's going all out!"
"Oh no, oh no, that skinny girl is in danger!"
The audience was on the edge of their seats, holding their breath for Wenwen.
Wenwen watched the fist approach and felt the wind from the punch coming towards her, so she shifted her feet a few steps to the side.
Seizing the opportunity, she kicked her leg forward with force.
"boom!"
A figure flew out of the arena.
"Talks too much."
Wenwen retracted one foot, turned around, and walked off the stage.
The rogue cultivator Da Ziming lay sprawled on the ground in a seductive pose, unconscious.
The surrounding audience stared wide-eyed in disbelief.
"This is?"