Chapter 163 The White Bear Settles (Part 2)

Zhao Long's face also became solemn. He swung his fists faster, and each punch was powerful, trying to resist Li Qingfeng's swordsmanship.

However, Li Qingfeng's swordsmanship was too sharp. Although Zhao Long's iron fist was powerful, it was ultimately difficult to resist. Li Qingfeng's sword tip finally broke through Zhao Long's defense, leaving a deep sword mark on his chest.

Zhao Long's body shook violently, his fists drooped weakly, and the whole person fell backwards.

Under the ring, the audience burst into exclamations.

Li Qingfeng sheathed his sword, returned to the ring, swallowed a pill, and meditated.

Fang Yun still had that smile on his lips, his eyes were deep, as if he was thinking about something.

He was more grateful in his heart.

"Damn it, luckily I didn't choose to fight for an island by force. Even if I could take down White Bear Island by force, it would definitely attract the attention of others."

It is obvious that it is almost impossible for a casual cultivator to resist the attacks of other challengers by force, and it is five rounds, and victory is not allowed.

A casual cultivator who can do it must be a famous person with strong strength.

Fang Yun thinks it is not a big problem to defend the ring for five rounds and face the challenges of others, but if he really fights for the island by force, it will undoubtedly expose his strength.

Well, on the contrary, like now, although some spirit stones are spent, it is safe and there will be almost no waves.

Fang Yun has no interest in watching the next fight for the ring. This fight will last at least several days, and there are many participants in the divisions of several rings.

If there were not too many people coming nearby and all the restaurants were full, Fang Yu would like to choose an inn now, drink and eat alone, and watch others fight, which is a great pleasure in life.

But when Master Jin Yan gave Fang Yun the token, he asked him to bring the token to the scene when the island seizing conference opened, and he did not dare to offend the other party.

He found a random place to sit around the stands and closed his eyes to meditate, but in fact, his mind sank into the fairy house. Now that his consciousness has awakened, he can also check his own situation in the fairy house space without being discovered by others.

While taking care of various spiritual plants, he observed the current situation of the arena. The fighting on the arena was a bit fancy.

Fang Yun was more watching the cultivators. The application of various spells and various secret techniques that could not be bought gave Fang Yun a lot of knowledge.

Looking at the many cultivators around, Fang Yun came up with a plan. There were many people coming and going. While the defender and the challenger finished a fight and rested, Fang Yun started a business on the spot.

Fang Yun took out some low-level pills and talismans from his storage bag, placed them in front of him, and shouted loudly: "Don't miss it if you pass by! Various pills and talismans are sold at low prices!"

"There are also various spiritual stones, spiritual honey, and spiritual wine!"

His voice attracted the attention of many cultivators, and they gathered around to watch the fun.

"My fellow Taoist, what are the quality of your pills and talismans?" someone asked.

Fang Yun smiled and replied: "I have pills to restore mana, pills to treat injuries, as well as attack talismans, defense talismans, etc., all of which are made by me personally, and the quality is absolutely guaranteed!"

After hearing this, everyone was moved and began to choose the items they needed.

Fang Yun's business was very prosperous, and he made a lot of spiritual stones in a short time.