Chapter 4249

Cang Yuanzong did just that!

What stands behind this? Many people have thought of a possibility, which is what they came to find out this time.

Fourteen arenas and formations have been set up long ago, and fourteen disciples of Cang Yuanzong have already stood on the arenas.

In fact, it is already obvious that these disciples are hidden geniuses and monsters in various spirit peaks. After they stood on the ring, not many disciples in Cangyuan Sect dared to challenge them.

Chen Ping did not expect that the last rule was so simple.

Isn't this the target?

Standing in the arena, waiting for others to challenge, even challenging each other, this is simply a bit perfunctory.

Seeing that both Zhang Wen and Wei Ping were in the ring, Chen Ping smiled. This time, Longshen Peak is truly elated! From now on, in the Cangyuan Sect, who would dare to look down on Longshen Peak.

This Longshen Peak, which has been lonely for more than six hundred years, has three people this time, in the final battle of the eldest son.

Chen Ping originally thought that he would encounter the most challenges, but it turned out that he was overthinking.

The arena is not a life-and-death arena, so there is no need to fight desperately. Of course, if you want to fight to the death, it is not impossible, as long as the two parties sign a life-and-death contract, you can also add a bet.

Cang Yuanzong also took out many rewards, including pills, magic tools, and even magic weapons. You can receive rewards according to the number of games you win.

Of course, if all the monks left in the arena were outside monks, then the selection of the eldest son would be in vain.

At this time, most people could see that Cang Yuanzong did not necessarily want to choose a future suzerain.

In fact, even if there is no reward, those strong men who brought their juniors would still want their junior disciples to try these disciples of Cang Yuanzong.

Chen Ping had recuperated in the secret realm of the Mountain and River Map, and he was in his prime at this time. Even if he stood on the ring, he could still bring pressure to others.

There are too many legends about him. Chen Ping has proved time and time again that those legends are true. Before this, who would have thought that he could even defeat the Eighth Prince.

Even if someone wants to challenge Chen Ping, they have to weigh their own strength.

In the end, they had no choice but to settle for the next best thing, and chose to challenge the other two disciples of Longshen Peak, Zhang Wen and Wei Ping.

In the auditorium, Xiong Chongyan looked at Chen Ping from a distance with his beautiful eyes. The fog around her only blocked people from looking at her, but it couldn't stop her from looking at other people.

Seeing the young man standing on the ring alone, without any challenge, Xiong Chongyan smiled in his beautiful big eyes.

At this moment, a voice beside him disturbed Xiong Chongyan's heart.

"Go, drive him off the ring!"

It was the ancestor of the Xiong family. Beside this ancestor of the Xiong family, besides Xiong Chongyan, there was also a big man who looked like an iron tower.

This person, Xiong Chongyan, knew that he was a descendant of the Xiong family cultivated by the ancestor himself.

The origin of the Xiong family is very mysterious. It is said that the ancestor of the Xiong family was a monster bear. Among the descendants of the Xiong family, occasionally a descendant would stimulate the blood of the monster and become surprisingly powerful.

This big man like an iron tower is the son of the Xiong family who has been inspired by the blood of the monster.

"Old Ancestor, why did you let Xiong Da take action?"

Xiong Chongyan's question was exchanged for a low sigh from the ancestor of the Xiong family.

"To drive him down now is to save him. Do you really think that he is invincible?"

Xiong Chongyan originally wanted to say yes, but when the words came to her lips, she swallowed them back abruptly. She was very aware of Xiong Da's strength. This Xiong family boy who inspired the blood of monsters could kill a monk in the fake alchemy realm with one punch. !