Chapter 4392

"What's in the temple?" Zhuo Wen asked in surprise, pointing to the huge temple behind the stone tablet.

He found that there were many young monks coming in and out of the temple gate. All the young monks who went in were full of fighting spirit, and all the young monks who went out were decadent.

"Oh! There is a challenge room in the temple! There are 1000 virtual hell gods, selected from countless young friars in the virtual hell realm! These talents of virtual hell gods have left their separate projection of their peak time in the temple, and their strength is almost the same as their noumenon!"

"As long as many young friars pay the corresponding fees, they can enter the temple to challenge the talent separation of the corresponding ranking. As long as they defeat the corresponding talent separation, your name will not only be on the virtual Yan God list, but also get the corresponding reward!"

Xiaoyu mentioned it, and the whole person was excited. Zhuo Wen could see the look of hope and desire in Xiaoyu's eyes. Obviously, this is also a young man with a dream.

"If I challenge Shaoqi, who is the first in the virtual Yan list, what will be the reward?" Zhuo Wen asked with a smile, pointing to the first line of names on the stone tablet.

Xiaoyu said with a bitter smile: "Shaoqi is too strong. It's the blood of the virtual king of hell. He has incomparable talent and strong strength! Now, no one has just challenged Shaoqi's projection separation, because many young friars fell directly after challenging Shaoqi, and those who are better will also be badly hurt, and the end will be very miserable!"

Zhuo Wen smiled and said, "I'm just asking what rewards will be given if the challenge is successful?"

Xiao Yu licked his lips and said excitedly, "it's said that he can directly meet the virtual king of hell. As for the specific reward, I'm not very clear. This should be what the virtual king of hell needs to consider!"

Zhuo wenlue was disappointed. He looked at the list of virtual Yan gods, but he was eager to try.

He really wanted to try. Without relying on any external force, which was stronger or weaker between him and these super realms of real genius?

"Adult, are you ready to go in and challenge?" Xiaoyu asked when he saw that Zhuo Wen was going in.

Zhuo Wen nodded and said, "I really intend to go in and try to verify my current strength."

With that, Zhuo Wen stepped into the temple.

Xiao Yu followed Zhuo Wen, but when he first entered the hall of the temple, his eyes widened and looked to the left of the hall.

Zhuo Wen followed Xiao Yu's eyes and saw a tall red skirt girl with better skin than snow in the left hall.

The girl in red skirt is surrounded by many young heroes, who are constantly courting her.

However, it can be seen from the slightly impatient look of the red skirt girl that she is not interested in these attentive young heroes.

"Is she?" Zhuo Wen asked.

"My Lord, she is Miss Li Hong, the second miss of the virtual mirage family!"

Xiao Yu said, hurriedly came forward and bowed to the girl in red dress.

Under the puzzled eyes of the red skirt girl, Xiao Yu hurriedly introduced himself. The former's eyebrows were relieved.

"You a servant, how did you come here?"

Li Hong was surprised. Her willow eyebrows frowned slightly.

In her opinion, those who can come here are either young talents who think they are powerful, or the proud descendants of major forces. What are servants like Xiao Yu doing here?

"The villain took the adult in to visit. The adult was very curious about the virtual Yan list, and he also wanted to go in and challenge!" Xiaoyu quickly explained.

Li Hong nodded carelessly, raised his white chin slightly, looked at Zhuo Wen walking slowly and said, "I know you. You are Ziyang's distant nephew. What's your name, Zhuo nianxue?"

"Yes!" Zhuo Wen nodded.

"Xiao Yu said you were going to challenge Xu Yan's list of gods? Your accomplishments are also good, but you don't know your strength. Which position are you going to challenge? I can help you pay. After all, you are a guest from far away!" Li Hong said boldly.

Zhuo Wen was quite surprised. Unexpectedly, the second miss of the virtual mirage family was so forthright.

"You're welcome, Miss Li Hong. Don't bother to pay! Just tell me the specific process of payment!" Zhuo Wen said with a light smile.

Li Hong's beautiful eyebrows were slightly raised. She didn't expect that the ordinary looking young man in front of her was so neither humble nor arrogant.

She Li Hong took the initiative to help pay the fee, which many young talents in Xuyan holy city dare not think of, but unexpectedly, Zhuo nianxue refused.

"Just go to the front counter and pay! The old man is the person in charge! I want to help you because you are related to Ziyang, but if you don't appreciate it, let you!" Li Hong casually pointed to the huge counter in the center of the hall.

In front of the counter, a white haired old man stood there like a long gun. Occasionally someone went to him to pay, and then the old man would order someone to take people to the challenge room.

"Thank you!"

Zhuo Wen hugged Li Hong and went straight to the counter.

Although there are a large number of people in the hall, in fact, most of them are holding the psychology of watching the play. After all, a few people really enter the hall to challenge.

After all, entering the challenge room is a real battle. If you are out of strength and eliminated, it will not only cost money, but also paste the medical expenses.

Only those young friars who are confident enough of their own strength will really spend money to challenge.

In front of the counter, the old man took a faint look at Zhuo Wen and asked calmly, "which position are you going to challenge?"

Zhuo Wen ponders for a moment. Since Xuri can rank 12th, Zhuo Wen is confident to defeat Xuri, so his goal should be in the top ten or so.

"Then number ten!"

Zhuo Wen thought for a moment and felt that it was not appropriate to challenge the first, so he retreated and asked for the second. He challenged the tenth first.

"Hmm? What did you say? You're going to challenge the tenth?"

The old man, who was as calm as water, became restless. His voice involuntarily increased a bit and looked at the young man in front of him in surprise.

"Is there a problem?" Zhuo Wen asked.

The old man looked at Zhuo Wen, shook his head and said, "little brother, I suggest you'd better not challenge the top ten. If you challenge the top ten with your cultivation, you'll die, or you'll be seriously injured. I think you'd better consider it clearly."

"I have made up my mind!" Zhuo Wen said faintly.

The old man frowned slightly, and his face became cold. He said, "in that case, I won't stop you! Just you need to be responsible for the consequences, which has nothing to do with us! Pay 30000 chaotic crystal stones and sign the exemption for life and death!"

Then the old man took out a piece of white paper and handed it to Zhuo Wen. It was written in black and white. It was all about some cases that the Challenger had an accident in the challenge room, which had nothing to do with the person in charge of the challenge room.

Zhuo Wen signed without hesitation and paid 30000 chaotic spars.