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#386 - Chapter 386 Qingyun City Arena

“Brother Xian, we'll take our leave now.”

After Qi Jing briefly tested the power of his Natal Treasure, the Umbrella Sword, in the courtyard, he greeted [Xian Xiaoyao], who was still meditating on the roof eaves, and then left the City Lord's mansion with Tan Zuoyin.

They wanted to properly explore Qingyun City, which was nestled in the mountains.

“Although I knew there were many ancient-style buildings here, I didn't expect there to be so many.”

Almost no modern buildings could be seen on the streets of Qingyun City; it was all rows of classical gates.

“Look, a lion!”

Qi Jing jumped onto the head of a stone lion by the roadside, opened his mouth wide like it, and then pounced on Tan Zuoyin at a very slow speed.

“It's like coming to Qingyun Sect, which is commonly seen in cultivation novels.”

Tan Zuoyin caught Qi Jing with both hands, then swung him into the sky, using the Rooster Talisman's telekinesis to make him fly higher and higher, before suddenly releasing it:

“It is said that because [Xian Xiaoyao]'s first house, the City Lord's mansion, was an ancient building, people later felt that this was more appropriate, so they followed suit.”

Qi Jing used Crane Control to counteract his gravity, slowly descending like a petal, and admiring the surrounding scenery.

Endless white clouds surrounded the verdant mountain peaks, and dense mist enveloped the scattered valleys.

Just like the poem describes, the peaks gather like crowds, the mountain colors are sometimes visible, sometimes not, and the blue sky remains, only without the line of flying white egrets.

How many mountains are there here; Qingyun City only occupies a small part of them.

Several large mountains, a stream.

Above, many classical buildings crisscross, and a hurried stream of people flows endlessly.

“Zha Yin, I saw a square over there, with many people gathered together.”

Qi Jing noticed a place in the distance densely packed with people, and immediately removed the force of Crane Control, allowing himself to fall faster.

Standing beside Tan Zuoyin, he pointed forward and said:

“There's a big square there, let's go, let's go see the excitement.”

“Let's go, let's go.”

Tan Zuoyin withdrew her gaze from admiring the surrounding buildings and followed Qi Jing forward.

Eating melons is human nature, and not eating melons when you encounter them is a great taboo in life.

Passing through a bluestone path and a red-walled corridor, they arrived at this bustling place.

Getting closer, Qi Jing realized that this was not an ordinary square, but a place similar to a colosseum, with a sunken circular arena in the middle.

A ring?

Currently, there were two men confronting each other inside, surrounded by many melon-eating masses, crowding the place tightly.

This design, it's not right.

Although this arena is very large, once there are too many people, those outside can't see what's happening inside at all.

Shouldn't the arena be raised? Or have a broadcast screen?

Qi Jing looked around and didn't find a large screen anywhere, but there were many guys flying in the sky staring at the center of the arena, commenting and pointing.

Many people were also using their own methods, wearing stilts, building human ladders, sitting in mechs, standing on sticks...

The Eight Immortals crossing the sea, each showing their own unique abilities, that's what it's all about.

It just looks quite tiring.

“Let's also go up high to watch the match inside.”

Although Qi Jing could see the situation in the arena with Observation Haki, he still took out a long sofa that could automatically rise.

Let them see what a more comfortable viewing posture is like, hehe.

“Zha Yin, come.”

“Isn't it a bit conspicuous?”

Tan Zuoyin looked at the shiny golden tiger-skin long sofa on the ground, and then looked at the surrounding pedestrians.

Other people's viewing props are so simple, a leaf, a gourd, a stick, etc. Isn't it a bit too conspicuous for the two of them to sit on a sofa?

Qi Jing thought about it carefully, and it was indeed a bit conspicuous.

How could someone as low-key as him do such an outstanding thing? He had to change his approach.

“It'll be fine if you put this on.”

He took out a Monkey King mask, put it on his face, and then took out a Pigsy mask.

Tan Zuoyin took it, pursed her lips:

“Is there a possibility that it will be even more conspicuous after putting it on.”

“Who cares, anyway, no one will know who's conspicuous, what's there to be afraid of.”

Qi Jing sat down on the sofa, and Tan Zuoyin also put on the mask and sat down.

“That's true.”

“Take off.”

After pressing the sofa's lift switch, they rose up like they were in an elevator.

I have to say, the feeling of sitting on a sofa in public like this is quite exciting, and it's a full five-meter-high sofa.

It's just a bit conspicuous.

Qi Jing, hiding under the mask, looked around, and found it was different from what he imagined, surprisingly not many people were looking at them.

So, what the phone said, “Not that many people are paying attention to you in life” is true.

Not bad, not bad, you can watch the game in a low-key manner.

Qi Jing withdrew his gaze and looked at the large arena in the very center, which was about forty or fifty meters in diameter.

On the left was a man wearing battle armor, his whole body wrapped in black, not revealing a single gap, and holding two pistols.

On the right was a young man wearing casual clothes, without any weapons on his body. Unlike his opponent, who didn't show any expression, his face was full of sunshine and he looked very friendly.

“Senior Black Gun, I heard your bullets are very fast, I want to try if they can break my tortoise shell, please advise.”

The black-clothed man opposite him nodded lightly:

“Okay, come on.”

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised the pistol in his right hand and shot straight at the other person without aiming at all.

Bang!

When the bullet was about to hit the young man, it collided with a suddenly appearing skin-colored snail shell, sparking a small burst of sparks, and then disappeared.

Huh?

Where's the bullet?

Qi Jing's Observation Haki clearly saw the trajectory of the bullet, from the muzzle to the collision with the snail shell, but he didn't see where it went after the collision, as if it had suddenly dissipated.

Bullets that disappear?

Before he could think too much, the black-clothed man raised the pistol in his other hand and quickly fired another shot, hitting the young man's snail shell head-on.

Although it hit the same spot as before, the snail shell was still almost unchanged, just like the first time it was hit.

The bullet also disappeared suddenly, just like before.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Three more shots hit the same spot.

Finally, Qi Jing noticed that there was a little dent on the snail shell, although it was so shallow that it was almost invisible, it could be seen that it would be pierced if a few more shots were fired.

I don't know if this young man has other attack methods, otherwise, he will definitely not be able to win with just a snail shell, he can only be beaten.

But contrary to Qi Jing's expectations, he didn't launch an attack until the snail shell was pierced, and directly lost the game.

Huh?

Watching the young man in the arena bow and start to leave, Qi Jing guessed:

“Does this black-clothed man on the left have a body-fixing skill?”

Otherwise, how else to explain the situation where the young man didn't fight back from beginning to end.