Chapter 27 Fight against the third level of the spirit wheel realm!
At this moment, Ling Tian looked as usual.
Even though his opponent's cultivation was a level higher than his, he still didn't feel any pressure.
He felt bored and had no intention of prolonging it.
Just when the wolf fang slashed across with a sword, he suddenly stepped to the right, and then immediately struck out with a palm.
This palm is the Huang-level martial arts overlapping wave palm.
Although the Overlapping Wave Palm is only a yellow-level martial skill, he has already practiced it to the artistic conception and still explodes with considerable power.
As for why he used the Overlapping Wave Palm instead of a more powerful martial skill, it was just because he didn't want to consume too much.
With the blessing of the power of chaos, he shot out a wave of waves, and the huge power was superimposed to explode with terrifying power.
Lang Ya was hit with a palm on the forehead, and the iron face on his face was instantly shattered by the blow.
Then, he flew out completely.
After landing, blood continued to seep from his forehead.
After just flopping on the ground a few times, it was completely lifeless.
"too weak."
Ling Tian slowly shook his head.
Defeating Lang Ya with one palm was not because he was too strong, it was really just because Lang Ya was too weak.
With Langya's level of strength, even the Sword God Sect Yu Zhang and his ilk can easily defeat them with their ninth-level spiritual realm cultivation.
Not to mention Ling Tian.
"A palm?"
"Qianlong actually killed Langya with just one palm."
"It's true that he is a disciple of the sect, and his strength cannot be measured by his cultivation level!"
In the spectator seats, after seeing Ling Tian kill Lang Ya with one palm, a commotion suddenly broke out.
Ling Tian's expression was unfazed.
At this moment, a stone door opened on the east side of the prison arena.
He saw the man in black robe standing inside the stone gate and walked over.
After this battle, it was time for him to return to the secret room and wait for the next battle.
At this moment, on top of a towering pavilion.
Two women are sitting here and resting comfortably.
From here, you can clearly see the fighting situation in the prison arena.
It can even be said to be the best place to watch the battle in the entire Prison Arena.
"Isn't your junior brother's strength not bad?"
Seeing Ling Tian killing Lang Ya, Xing Yu smiled interestingly.
"That's it?"
Chu Tong spread his hands and said, "Can't you arrange a more powerful opponent for my junior brother? That Langya looks powerful, but in fact he is a loser and is not worthy of being my junior brother's opponent."
She brought Ling Tian to the fighting arena because she wanted to train Ling Tian.
If the opponent is too weak, how can it have a training effect?
"How can the arrangement of a life-and-death fight in the prison arena be as simple as you think?"
Xingyu glared at Chu Tong, speechless.
In this first battle, she arranged for Lang Ya to take action. In fact, she just gave Ling Tian a chance to show his face.
Those who fight later will become stronger and stronger.
If you send out too powerful people at the beginning, you will end up with two outcomes.
One, Ling Tian died!
This is obviously not what Chu Tong wants to see.
The other one was that Ling Tian killed the other party.
In this way, we can only send more powerful masters after the battle arena!
Otherwise, if a slightly weaker person is sent to fight, the result will be no doubt.
In this way, prison fighting will be meaningless.
The gambling games set up in the Prison Arena will also lose uncertainty, causing the Prison Arena to lose money.
Xingyu is the master of the Prison Arena.
She didn't want to cause the prison arena to lose money just to help Chu Tong train Ling Tian.
At this moment, Ling Tian had stepped into the stone gate and walked into the corridor.
After walking a few steps, he felt more and more wrong and stopped.
"What's your business?"
When the man in black robe walking beside Ling Tian saw this, he immediately asked Ling Tian.
"Senior, can you arrange nine more prison fights for me today? I hope they will be consecutive."
Ling Tian made his request.
Xingyu said before that the prison fighting arena will arrange at least five prison fights for him every day.
Just now, he had a session.
But he didn't know when the remaining four games would be held.
Therefore, he must always be ready to fight.
As a result, he would not be able to practice quietly.
In order to be able to leave here as soon as possible, of course he hopes to achieve victory as soon as possible.
At the same time, you can also squeeze out some time to practice the Chaos Scripture.
"I will convey your request. But now, I must return to the secret room first!"
The man in black robe replied calmly.
It seemed that Ling Tian made such a request and was not surprised at all.
Ling Tian nodded slightly, and then followed the man in black robe back to the secret room.
Not long after, the man in black robe returned again.
Ling Tian knew that his next battle was about to begin.
"The superiors have agreed to your request. Next, you will face nine consecutive battles. Moreover, your opponents will become stronger and stronger with each battle! I hope you are mentally prepared."
The man in black robe stood in front of Ling Tian and said to Ling Tian.
"Thank you, senior!"
Ling Tian smiled.
At the same time, the host of Prison Arena also announced the news.
The atmosphere of the entire prison arena reached its peak under the host's exaggeration.
However, the actual battle situation was a bit disappointing.
Nine battles in a row!
Ling Tian's opponents in every battle were first-level warriors in the Spiritual Wheel Realm.
It seems that each opponent is stronger than the other.
But no one successfully resisted Ling Tian's move.
In total, all nine battles were over in just one hour.
Most of this time was wasted by the host.
"There shouldn't be any other battles today."
Returning to the secret room, Ling Tian sat down quietly.
After taking a Hunyuan Pill, he began to practice the Chaos Sutra.
For the next few days, he was the same as the first day.
It requires ten consecutive prison fights.
Among his opponents, there were also strong men at the second or even third level of the Spiritual Wheel Realm.
Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, it has been five days since Ling Tian was sold to the prison arena.
On this day, when the sun was rising three poles high.
In the prison arena, Ling Tian stood opposite a man holding a heavy sword.
This man, codenamed Taishan, is at the third level of the Spiritual Wheel Realm.
He is Ling Tian's tenth opponent today, and also Ling Tian's fiftieth opponent in the prison arena.
"After this battle, if Qianlong wins, Qianlong's identity will be announced in the prison arena."
The battle has not yet begun, but the host of the prison arena announced in advance.
Such a simple sentence immediately cheered up the crowd.
He is at the ninth level of the Spiritual Dynamic Realm, but he is able to defeat a warrior at the third level of the Spiritual Wheel Realm.
Such a person, even if placed in some large sects, should be considered a genius.
Everyone in the audience became more and more curious about Ling Tian's identity.
However, the Prison Arena side has yet to reveal Ling Tian's true identity, nor which sect he comes from.
It really makes people feel itchy.
Now, the host of the prison arena announced this sentence.
It's like giving a chicken blood injection to the audience.
"Come on Qianlong, I'm optimistic about you."
"Hurry up and kill Taishan!"
"I'll give you a thousand silver dollars to buy Qianlong Sheng!"
Everyone's enthusiasm was high. In order to know Ling Tian's true identity, most of them were cheering Ling Tian on.
After hearing these words, Ling Tian felt helpless.
This feeling of being watched like a monkey really made him a little unhappy.
"They seem to really want you to win, but you don't have any chance! Your true identity will never be made public! I don't think they care who a dead person is!"
Taishan's expression was gloomy, and his cold eyes stared at Ling Tian through the cold iron surface.
It was obvious that Taishan was unhappy with what the crowd said.
A master who is at the third level of the Spiritual Wheel Realm, facing a guy at the ninth level of the Spiritual Wheel Realm, no one thinks highly of him.