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A practitioner wants to practice in the fifth stage of the purple world. The hard work and hard work of this is not what most people can imagine.

The higher the cultivation, the more unwilling to die, the result is much better than they think.

"I think this person should have paid a lot of money, otherwise the other party will not let him go so easily." Shangguan Yingying thought.

"No matter what the price is, it is not as important as his own life." Wen Ziran said with a smile.

Shangguan Yingying nodded. "That is."

"It seems that although it is very easy to be seriously injured in this magical tower to participate in the competition, it is not easy to lose your life. This is not bad."

The fear in Wen Ziran's eyes dissipated a bit. If they want to get the qualification to practice in the cultivation area, they must participate in the competition. If they are easily lost in the ring, it is also a huge risk for them.

Although they are here today, they are adventurous, but they don’t want to die in vain.

"In this case, then we have to pay attention to less offending some people, otherwise it is very likely that the competition will be promoted to life and death."

As soon as this was said, the faces of the three hundred-red-red makeups all showed a serious color. It should be known that in the place where the abyss of the magic is completely based on the fist, it is impossible to say the truth.

It is a simple matter to create a contradiction between practitioners. It may be that you have done nothing. It is very likely that the other party simply looks at you.

With their understanding of themselves, in such a place, they want to avoid trouble, and the possibility is close to zero. They can only pay attention to it as much as possible.

"The next game is more than the bucket, the purple fifth-order Zhao Jun on the purple fifth-order Zhang Liang!

Zhao Jun's current record is: five battles, three wins and two defeats.

Zhang Liang's current record is: seven battles, three wins, three defeats and one draw. ”

At this time, the staff of the Magic Tower has stood up and announced the next test of two practitioners.

At the time of the introduction, Zhao Jun and Zhang Liang also slowly embarked on the downfall, so that everyone can better understand them.

"The next 20 minutes is the betting time. The odds can be watched by yourself. After 20 minutes, the competition will officially begin!"

After listening to this introduction, the four hundred red makeup can not help but look at the odds of the Fujian-Taiwan area, a black rectangular board is clearly writing the odds of the two.

Zhao Jun lost three for one, and Zhang Liang paid for five.

"According to this situation, we can only bet on our own judgment. It is hard to judge whether it will eventually win or not."

Wen Ziran frowned. In his current situation, he wanted to earn a spiritual stone. He only had to make a bet by this method, but now he only knows the strength and record of the two, and he does not understand the two people’s fighting methods. This ultimate winner is also difficult to judge.

Although the record can reflect the situation of some practitioners, it is not absolute.

Some practitioners are not lucky, and the practitioners they encounter are very strong. Then their achievements can't be improved naturally. Some practitioners are lucky, and the record is much better.

However, once the two people are right, the final result is good or bad and cannot be judged.

The most important thing is that now they only have the third-order cultivation of purple, and they can't judge each other's specific strength through the breath, which makes their success rate greatly reduced.