Since he is deliberately looking for trouble and is so persistent, he will be chased even if he leaves the city, which makes him even more dangerous.
However, Zheng Lin was also secretly distressed. When they first used a god to attack him, and saw that he kept retreating, he probably thought that he was afraid of the opponent's strength and did not dare to challenge him, so he hired a monk who was in the middle stage of the True God stage.
This calculation can be said to be well-intentioned. He couldn't avoid it, so Zheng Lin simply went to see who was trying to cause trouble for him and take such pains.
"Let's go to the arena!" Zheng Lin couldn't retreat this time and said calmly to the mid-level True God monk.
The monk was obviously a little surprised, but he couldn't help showing his joy. Others didn't know, but he knew very well what benefits he would get if he won. Furthermore, although this true god was only in the middle stage of true god cultivation, he was definitely not weak.
For late-stage True God cultivators, in his opinion, it is not easy to deal with late-stage Spiritual God cultivators like Zheng Lin.
In this way, Zheng Lin and the mid-level true god monk arrived at the arena.
Jiuyao City's arena is built on a square in the center of the city. It is a square platform with a side length of about a kilometer. The platform is surrounded by a formation, and the formation releases a colorful aperture that surrounds the entire arena.
Judging from the power of the seven-colored light shield, it is probably able to defend against the attacks of all high-grade artifacts. As for the top-grade artifacts, they are very rare in the God Realm, and only masters at the God King stage can possess one or two.
If it were a battle between god-king level masters, it would not be placed in the arena for everyone to visit.
At this time, the square where the arena is located is already crowded with people, and there are two gods and men dueling in the arena.
Not long after, the monks in the square let out a roar like a mountain roaring and a tsunami. Looking carefully, it turned out that the winner had been determined, and the defeated monk had his head cut off and his body was blown into pieces.
Rain of blood.
This scene made Zheng Lin's scalp numb. This duel was really a duel, and he could actually kill his opponent. It was not just a sparring match. But think about it, almost everyone who comes here has deep grudges and kills.
It is also a reasonable thing. Zheng Lin was thinking at the same time, would his opponent kill him?
After the duel ended, Zheng Lin and the mid-level True God monk were immediately pulled into the arena by two waves of inexplicable energy.
Zheng Lin frowned, because under that energy, he had no ability to resist at all. After thinking about it for a moment, he already guessed that what just pulled him was an advanced alien space.
In the arena, Zheng Lin looked around with an indifferent expression, but he saw a stepped platform in the distance. At the top, Zheng Lin saw the beautiful woman, but the woman had an expression on her face.
Smile like the wind.
when!!!
A bell sounded, and the colorful halo of light shone along with the bell, making it instantly beautiful.
The surrounding monks watching the battle fell into silence after a burst of cheers, waiting for the life-and-death fight to begin.
Zheng Lin did not move, but stared at the mid-stage True God cultivator with a solemn expression, apparently wanting the other party to take action first.
When the mid-stage True God cultivator stood here, he felt like his blood was swelling. His eyes were focused, and a mid-grade artifact-level sword appeared in his hand. His legs suddenly kicked off the ground, and his body was shot out like an arrow from a string.
When the monk reached ten meters in front of Zheng Lin, a colorful divine light suddenly shone in front of his eyes, and then a thick and long colorful wooden stick hit him from the air.
The monk didn't block it, but his speed increased a bit. After dodging the colorful magic stick, he arrived at Zheng Lin's side, and his sword had already struck Zheng Lin's left shoulder.
Suddenly, Zheng Lin's middle-grade divine armor burst out with colorful divine light, but it also sunk.
However, before the monk had time to feel proud, Zheng Lin's palm had already been smacked out with his own space.
The monk originally thought that even if the opponent had a medium-grade divine armor defense, if he received such a blow, even if he was not seriously injured, he would at least be blown away. Unfortunately, he did not expect that a human like Zheng Lin would be thrown away.
The monk really has a body with the quality of a middle-grade divine weapon. Although his sword is powerful, after part of its power is removed by the middle-grade divine armor, it cannot bring such a powerful impact to Zheng Lin. Zheng Lin's body
Not wavered at all.
Just when the monk was confused, Zheng Lin's palm covering the one-dimensional space slapped the monk's chest hard. The fluctuations in the one-dimensional space directly froze the monk's armor, and Zheng Lin's high-level spiritual power also
It poured into the body of the true god, and the true god immediately felt a surge of divine power in his body.
Immediately afterwards, Zheng Lin put away his palms, poured some space into his toes, and kicked the mid-level True God cultivator away. He hit the colorful aperture that enveloped the high platform and made an explosion.
The monks who were watching the battle all knew that there was a huge gap between the late stage of spiritual god and the middle stage of true god. Originally, this situation should have meant that the monks in the late stage of spiritual god were kicked away, but this was not the case. Everyone was stunned for a while.
After a brief silence, there was another burst of cheers in the square of the arena. This situation is rare in countless years. Any victory of the weak against the strong is worthy of celebration, even if you are not fighting.
Even the woman who was watching the battle on a high platform in the distance cheered and clapped repeatedly.
The monk in the middle stage of True God fell from the aperture and vomited a few mouthfuls of blood, but he did not suffer any harm.
Only then did the monk realize that his opponent was not as unbearable as he had imagined, but was an extremely difficult opponent for him, and his self-confidence instantly dropped a lot.
Zheng Lin struck the ground with his long stick, still not moving at all, still staring at his opponent quietly. His unmoving and rock-like figure did not have the air of a great master, which made the mid-level True God monk feel helpless.
Zheng Lin is a master among the top masters in the world of immortal cultivation. Before the break of the divine world came, he almost stood in the ranks of the strong men in the immortal world. He had fought countless battles in his life, and he was naturally able to deal with them calmly in battles.
However, after a brief adjustment, the monk unconsciously glanced in the direction of the woman on the high platform in the distance. Then, with his body shining with divine light, he held the sword and killed Zheng Lin again.
To be honest, the first attack was because the monk was too careless, otherwise it would not have been so unbearable.
The speed of the mid-stage True God cultivator was extremely fast, and he must have been specially trained. When he was about to reach Zheng Lin, he saw the colorful magic stick coming at him again. He twisted his body and suddenly moved to the side, leaving a phantom behind him.
Zheng Lin knew that his opponent was very fast and he could not compete with him, so he simply stood still. When the monk's sword flashed with a brilliant light, Zheng Lin, due to his high concentration and high soul cultivation,
Therefore, he was able to figure out the trajectory, but he only had to hold the sword in one hand.
A sharp pain came from the palm of his hand. He held the sword in his palm, but blood also flowed out.