"Oh? You have been arrogant for a long time and you are only on the ninth floor? I thought you could reach the twelfth floor? You are so arrogant."
Seeing that the ninth layer left by Cang Yao was gradually extinguished, Chu Fengmian said disdainfully.
"Only the ninth floor? Then let's see how many floors you can reach."
Cangyao laughed after hearing Chu Fengmian's words.
From his point of view, Chu Fengmian was just trying to hold on.
"Hurry up, you loser, let me see how arrogant you can get."
"Yeah?"
There was a bit of a sneer on Chu Fengmian's lips.
He moved his feet, slowly walked to the stone of choice, and patted it with one palm.
The Chosen Stone has a unique swallowing ability. When Chu Fengmian's palm fell on it, all of Chu Fengmian's spiritual power was mobilized and poured into it.
“Ding-deng-deng!”
The Chosen Stone swallowed up the spiritual power, and the dazzling golden light began to rise crazily.
This rate of climb is simply too fast for anyone to see clearly.
In an instant, twelve chosen stones were lit up at the same time.
"Boom!"
A dull sound emanated from the Heavenly Chosen Stone. This sound was exactly the same as when the Demon Emperor's Heavenly Chosen Stone was on the twelfth floor.
The warriors in the stands originally wanted to see Chu Fengmian's joke, but the scene in front of them made their eyes fall.
"Twelve floors!"
"Another twelfth floor!"
"Impossible! Could it be that the Chosen Stone is broken?"
Looking at the scene in front of them, countless warriors couldn't believe it.
The twelve layers of the Chosen Stone are something that is rare in legends and is rare in thousands of years.
The Demon Emperor can detect the twelve layers of the Chosen Stone. Although it is shocking, it is not that unacceptable.
After all, he was the Demon Emperor, the peerless genius who claimed to have revived the demonic way.
Even Jian Zhanxian and others would not be too surprised if someone suddenly reached the twelfth level.
But Chu Fengmian was a newcomer whom he had never met before. In the entire ancient arena, there were very few people who had seen Chu Fengmian.
Even people from the seven major sects may not know that Chu Fengmian was the one who killed countless of their disciples.
"This...this is impossible!"
Cang Yao stared at the Chosen Stone, his eyes widened, he closed his eyes crazily, and shook his head.
But when he opened his eyes, what he saw before him were still twelve chosen stones that were all lit up.
Even the dazzling light of this chosen stone has not dissipated, but has become more dazzling.
"it's not finished yet?"
"What's going on? Why isn't it over yet?"
The results of the Chosen Stone generally only last for five seconds before disappearing.
But now, this chosen stone is still emitting this dazzling golden light.
Even this golden light was much brighter just now.
"Crack!"
A slight crack sounded inadvertently.
This sound could only be heard by Chu Fengmian who was nearest.
In the face of Chu Fengmian's power, the chosen stones actually began to break.
"not good!"
Chu Fengmian was shocked.
He himself could not have imagined that the Chosen Stone could not even withstand Chu Fengmian's power.
A crack has actually appeared.
If this continues, the Chosen Stone will be shattered.
Chu Fengmian's mind moved and he took back all his spiritual power.
Choosing Stone on this day gradually calmed down.
This time, everyone's eyes changed when they looked at Chu Fengmian.
Chu Fengmian dared to bet with Cang Yao. This was not stupidity, but confidence. It was definitely confidence.
With the qualifications of the twelfth level of the Tianxuan Stone, even if Chu Fengmian, Jian Zhanxian and others were to gamble, they would win.
"No, it's impossible. There must be something wrong with this chosen stone."
Until the light of the Chosen Stone disappeared, Cang Yao was still mumbling to himself.
He would never believe any of this.
"Boy, you must be cheating! On the twelfth floor of the Chosen Stone, only one person can appear in an era! It's impossible for there to be two people!"
Cang Yao looked at Chu Fengmian and suddenly heard an ancient rumor and roared loudly.
"How can a little guy in the realm of divine martial arts have such terrifying qualifications? I understand. You must know that there is something wrong with this chosen stone, and then you deliberately cheated to make a bet with me!"
"Elder Jianque, this kid is cheating, hurry up, he broke the rules, kill him!
Cang Yao shouted loudly.
Master Jianque was also shocked by the dazzling light from the twelve layers of the Heavenly Selection Stone.
His figure suddenly appeared in front of Chu Fengmian, his eyes flickering as if he was thinking about this.
"This Heavenly Chosen Stone was inherited from the ancient gladiatorial arena in ancient times. It may have suffered some damage over hundreds of thousands of years, but that's not necessarily the case."
Master Jianque groaned and said.
He was not too careful, but Chu Fengmian was actually qualified enough to reach the twelfth level of Tianxuan Stone.
Not only Master Jianque, but also other people had the same idea and were somewhat dubious.
Especially according to legend, there will only be one warrior on the twelfth level of the Chosen Stone in an era.
According to rumors, it is absolutely impossible for two warriors with the qualifications of the twelfth level of the Chosen Stone to appear in the same era.
"damaged?"
Hearing Master Jianque's words, Chu Fengmian couldn't help but burst out laughing.
The strong man who established the ancient arena was probably someone who stood at the pinnacle of the Nine Realms.
How could the stone chosen today be damaged?
"Boy, do you dare to give it a try?"
As if Cang Yao had grasped the last straw, he looked at Chu Fengmian and shouted coldly.
"If you really have the qualifications to reach the twelfth level of the Heavenly Selection Stone, try again. A piece of trash who doesn't know where it came from can also light up the twelfth floor of the Heavenly Selection Stone. It's absolutely impossible!"
"Why don't you dare to light it up once? But your life is mine now, and you have no right to bet with me."
Chu Fengmian looked at Cang Yao, sneered and said.
"How about this? I'll give you another chance and bring out a sword totem. I'll make a bet with you. If I can't light up the 12th floor of the Chosen Stone, my life will still belong to you."
"Do you dare to accept this bet?"
"Kendo Totem?"
Cangyao was stunned when he heard Chu Fengmian's words.
The sword totem is the most precious treasure for sword cultivators.
Between heaven and earth, there are only nineteen swords in total, and each one records the most ancient swordsmanship.
All swordsmanship in the world is differentiated by the records of swordsmanship totems.
A sword totem is as valuable to a sword cultivator as the Immortal Weapon of the Ultimate Path, and is of extraordinary value.
He, Cang Yao, has never owned such a treasure.
"What, you don't accept it? I've already given you a chance. If you don't accept it, then I will take your life."
