Disputes and grievances cannot be suppressed by hard pressure. Instead, they will end up accumulating even greater hidden dangers, which will eventually break out completely.
Within a sect, there are so many disciples from the same sect, each with their own small circle, and there will be endless conflicts. With the Thousand Feathers Alliance having such a large territory, we cannot expect every force to live in peace.
The previous competition for the secret realm was a way to resolve it. According to the unspoken rule among warriors, the strong gets everything. The winner takes it and the loser leaves.
And if there is a big dispute between the forces, they may kill them secretly in the open sea. This is also a method chosen by many people.
As long as the evidence is not discovered by the people of Qianyu League afterwards, Qianyu League will turn a blind eye in the end and will not hold on to it.
But if you openly engage in a direct fight between the two forces, you will not give the Qianyu Alliance any face, and they will definitely settle the score with you.
Bloody battles are where grudges are settled.
I promise to fight bloody battles, no matter what the final result is, and let the past be bygones. But during the battle, I am responsible for all the results.
"What do you want!" Miao Wanhong asked loudly with a serious look on his face.
"Let's take a walk on the bloody battlefield."
Chen Fei glanced at the Shenshui Gate below and said expressionlessly: "Add another five hundred pieces of middle-grade Yuan Stone to top it off!"
A bloody battle is a bit similar to a gambling battle. There is no end to the death on the bloody battlefield. Of course, if you are willing to spare the other party, you can also let the other party leave alive in the end.
But no matter how you leave, whether you go out or go out lying down, all the magic weapons and spiritual weapons used in the bloody battlefield must be left behind, and they will belong to the winner in the end.
Compared with killing people in the open sea, fighting bloody battles and getting another yuan stone from gambling, many people in the Heqiao realm don't carry too many yuan stones with them, and most of the time they put them in the sect.
Miao Wanhong's face turned slightly pale and he didn't speak. He just stared at Chen Fei, feeling regretful about going to the Sangying Sect to take the mission.
The rules for an invitation to a bloody battle are very interesting. An invitation to a battle between warriors of the same level cannot be refused. Chen Fei is a member of the first level of the Combined Aperture Realm, and Miao Wanhong is also a first level member of the Combined Aperture Realm. Chen Fei invites a fight, and Miao
Wan Hong must rise to the challenge.
The Thousand Feathers Alliance provides protection, but it is impossible to truly protect everything.
A battle with the same cultivation level is the greatest fairness that the Qianyu Alliance can provide. If you want the Qianyu Alliance to provide you with safety from head to toe, then no one can provide you with this kind of thing.
Of course, before the actual bloody battlefield, Miao Wanhong could just admit defeat, but he would have to pay the 500 mid-grade Yuan Stones from the top of the initial stage of the Heqiao Realm.
The reason why Chen Fei just proposed a bet of five hundred middle-grade Yuan Stones is because this is the top position. And if the cultivation levels of both parties reach the middle stage of the Aperture Realm, the number of middle-grade Yuan Stones will reach one thousand.
Five hundred pieces of middle-grade Yuan Stone are enough to make any warrior in the early stage of the Aperture Realm break his muscles and bones, or even bankrupt his fortune.
The resources that Duanmu Xiao had stored for so many years before were actually only a little more than this number of Yuan Stones. The number of middle-grade Yuan Stones alone did not reach this number.
Duanmu Xiao is a killer, and he can actually get money very quickly, but that's it, after deducting the daily needs for practice, there is not so much left.
Although Miao Wanhong has a Shenshui Sect, and the Shenshui Sect has developed over the years and accumulated a lot of resources, taking out these 500 middle-grade Yuan stones also removes the foundation of the Shenshui Sect.
"Ten days later, the bloody battlefield awaits!" Chen Fei glanced at Miao Wanhong, grabbed Jiang Liulin beside him, and disappeared into the air.
Only the sword mark is still there, which is proof of the bloody battle.
If Miao Wanhong does not go to the bloody battlefield in ten days, and does not give 500 mid-grade Yuan stones, then Chen Fei can really kill all the way to Shenshui Gate.
Be polite first and then fight. If you are really weak, use money to eliminate disasters.
The invitation to a bloody battle can only be given once, and you can really refuse it if you come again. From this point on, the Thousand Feathers Alliance still provides protection. If you are not strong enough, then just keep your tail down and practice hard.
The world of warriors is like this: the jungle of the jungle. It is the same everywhere, and there will never be any change in nature.
Miao Wanhong stood in mid-air with a gloomy and uncertain expression, while those at Shenshui Gate were in panic at the moment.
Miao Wanhong is the backbone of the entire Shenshui Sect. If something happens to Miao Wanhong, Shenshui Sect will not be as simple as a broken muscle.
If it were in the past, facing someone like Chen Fei who dared to challenge him not long after he broke through the combined aperture realm, no one at Shenshui Sect would be worried at all.
But unfortunately, they all know that Chen Fei is stronger than Miao Wanhong.
This comparison of strength is not an illusory comparison, but a real fight between the two, and Miao Wanhong was defeated miserably.
In this case, how can the people of Shenshuimen not be worried?
"Whoops!"
A harsh sound broke through the air, and Mo Shiyi appeared in the sky above the Shenshui Gate. He saw the sword mark at a glance. Once he recognized it and recognized it as Chen Fei's aura, Mo Shiyi's expression darkened.<
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"A bloody battle? What's going on!" Mo Shiyi turned to look at Miao Wanhong.
"He knows about the Shadow Sect."
Miao Wanhong exhaled a long breath, but his brows were still furrowed because Miao Wanhong couldn't figure out how to solve the situation in front of him.
"How could he know that this is how the Sangying Sect does things?" Mo Shiyi's eyes widened, and a surge of anger rushed into his mind.
Not only was the target not dead, but the target also found out the identity of his employer. How did the Shadow Sect achieve this level?
"I don't know how he knew it, but now, he has made a bloody declaration."
Miao Wanhong looked up at Mo Shiyi, his voice seemed a little hoarse, and said: "What should we do now? This matter was originally decided by the five of us, but now I cannot bear the consequences alone!"
Mo Shiyi frowned and did not answer Miao Wanhong's question immediately.
Miao Wanhong is very clear about the rules of bloody battles. After all, this is a way to resolve disputes within the Qianyu Alliance. To a certain extent, it is a relatively fair model.
But the current situation is that Miao Wanhong cannot beat Chen Fei, and this is almost a losing battle.
"Whoops!"
Several sounds of breaking through the air were heard one after another, and the three of Hu Yanwu also came to the sky above Shenshui Gate. Then they also saw the sharp sword marks, and naturally recognized Chen Fei's aura.
"As you can see, I won't go to the bloody battlefield. If I go up, I probably won't be able to get back down."
Miao Wanhong finished briefly explaining the matter, looked at Mo Shiyi and the other four, and said in a deep voice: "Five hundred middle-grade Yuan stones are too many, Shenshui Sect cannot afford them, so the five of us must each contribute one!"
Miao Wanhong immediately gave in. If he couldn't beat him, he couldn't beat him. Although more than a year had passed since the flag-capture battle, Miao Wanhong had not forgotten the scene of Chen Fei suppressing him throughout the fight.
In Haiyue Cave, if you lose, you can leave directly and save a life. In Blood Battlefield, if you really go up and want to come down, it all depends on the opponent's mood.
Although things like combat are ever-changing and everything is possible, Miao Wanhong doesn't want to risk that pitiful possibility at all.
This kind of person who doesn't even dare to go to the bloody battlefield and directly admits defeat will undoubtedly be a huge blow to Shenshuimen's reputation. But no matter how big a blow it is, it is better than losing all people.
If there are really no people left, not only will the reputation be hit, but even the strength will be running low, then the Shenshui Gate will really be finished.
"Since he already knows about the Sangying Sect, it's better to urge the Sangying Sect to kill Chen Fei and end it all!" Hu Yanwu said harshly.
"In the past ten days, Chen Fei probably won't go anywhere, and the Shadow Sect's chances are slim." Meng Heng shook his head and said.
"Do we really want to give that kid so many middle-grade Yuan stones?" Hu Yanwu was reluctant to give up.
Hu Yanwu didn't want to let Miao Wanhong go to the bloody battlefield. He had already faced Chen Fei, and Hu Yanwu knew Chen Fei's strength.
But Hu Yanwu was extremely unwilling to give away Yuanshi for nothing. He had obviously spent a lot of Yuanshi to invite the Sangying Sect, but he was not killed, and now he had to pay again.
Even if just one family pays 100 yuan of middle grade Yuan stones, this is still a huge expense.
"Otherwise, what do you think we should do?" Miao Wanhong looked at Hu Yanwu.
Hu Yanwu didn't know either, so he looked at Mo Shiyi. In the alliance, many matters were decided by Mo Shiyi. Moreover, the last matter of inviting the Shadow Sect to the funeral was also Mo Shiyi's suggestion.
"It's not that I can't give these five hundred middle-grade Yuanshi, but if I give it this time, what will we do next time when he changes his family and declares a bloody war?"
Mo Shiyi looked at Miao Wanhong, then turned to look at the others.
The expressions of Hu Yanwu and the others couldn't help but froze. If Chen Fei took turns to invite him to fight, they would also be unable to defeat Chen Fei. Wouldn't they have to give up the Yuan Stone in vain?
A family with five hundred mid-grade Yuan Stones, except for Mo Shiyi, has two thousand mid-grade Yuan Stones. Even Chen Fei and others who are slightly stronger will definitely invite Mo Shiyi to fight, and Mo Shiyi will accept it when the time comes.
Or compromise?
It is simply unimaginable that a person in the early stage of Heqiao Realm possesses such multi-dimensional stones.
And with the talent Chen Fei has shown, if the resource problem is solved, won't it be soaring into the sky?
Hu Yanwu and the others suddenly discovered that they had invited people from the Sangying Sect to kill Chen Fei, but they ended up dragging themselves into the pit instead.
If the Sangying Sect was more reliable and killed Chen Fei, then there would be no problem. But now, the Sangying Sect's mission has not been completed, and Chen Fei caught them using this excuse.
If it were someone else who casually made bloody wars against other sects in order to make profits, I'm afraid they would immediately become the target of public criticism.
But Chen Fei caught Jiang Liulin, and with a name, the nature became different. Although Mo Shiyi and the other five could deny it, others could no longer accuse Chen Fei of anything.
"Then what should we do?" Meng Heng said in a tone of voice. Four hundred mid-grade Yuan Stones may be produced in the future. Meng Heng, who has just broken through to the early stage of the Aperture Realm, simply does not have so many Yuan Stones.
"Accept the challenge!" Mo Shiyi said coldly.
"Accept the challenge?" Miao Wanhong was stunned for a moment.
"I will lend you the Xuanyuan Pearl. Before going on stage, the four of us poured our strength into it." Mo Shiyi moved his right hand slightly, and the Xuanyuan Pearl floated in front of several people.