The Xuhai Arena is a closed place, made of extremely hard and special rock crystal materials. Moreover, the entire arena is defended by a huge formation, and even the Great Alchemy Realm Lord can hardly damage the arena.
At the entrance, there are some spiritual palace guards guarding the entrance.
"The cost of fifty Yuan Crystal Stones will be deducted from each person."
The admission fee is enough to bankrupt some sect practitioners in the area.
Zhao Feng and others often have Xu Hai Ling in their hands, which contains a certain number of days of Yuan Jingshi, which can be deducted.
The young pony who led the way felt a little sore and the cost of the Yuan Jing Stone was deducted.
"That kid has won twenty-nine games in a row. Stick to it and wear him out."
"The odds are one to twenty-five."
"Hey, my five hundred high-grade yuan crystal stones."
In the arena, there was a lot of shouting and shouting, along with some wailing.
There are eight competition stages in the huge arena.
Most of the people gathered at the arena due east, and the spectator seats nearby were already full.
"He is the genius of Zhenwu Holy Land?"
"At a young age, only in his early twenties, he already possesses the cultivation level of Danyuan Realm."
The eyes of many people were fixed on the short-haired boy on the East Arena.
The short-haired boy was dressed in pure black robes and had an extremely ordinary appearance. He would be very inconspicuous among the crowd.
However.
On this stage where many powerful people from outside the region gathered, his every move attracted much attention and attracted the favor of some girls.
"Is this the genius of Zhenwu Holy Land?"
At first glance, Loulan Zhishui felt a bit psychologically different.
In her mind, geniuses from the Holy Land of the Spirit Realm should be tall and heroic, or ruthless, or domineering and scornful.
As for the short-haired boy now, he is not tall and even looks a little thin and immature.
"Senior Brother Chen, the opponents outside the Holy Land are really not challenging..."
The short-haired boy looked a little aggrieved and looked towards the south on the arena, where a tall and slender young man appeared.
"With the few moves you just made, you didn't get enough heat, otherwise the battle would have been resolved faster."
The tall, thin young man shook his head slightly.
The short-haired boy, the tall and thin young man, is the genius from Zhenwu Holy Land.
The tall and thin young man has the cultivation level of the Great Alchemy Realm, and almost no one challenges him.
The "short-haired boy" with relatively low cultivation level is also in the early stage of Xiaodanyuan realm.
"Scene 30."
A referee said.
In the arena to the east, there were actually four referees who were Lords of the Great Alchemy Realm.
It can be seen from this.
Xu Hailing Temple attaches great importance to the East Arena.
"Gaga little baby, let me, Ma Feiyun, learn your Holy Land secrets."
A ragged old man with an unattractive appearance jumped onto the arena with a bamboo pole in his hand.
"Ma Feiyun turned out to be the leader of the pirates who were rampant back then."
"This Mayunfei, at his peak, was at the peak of the late Xiaodanyuan realm. However, when he was exploring the deep sea forbidden area, he encountered an accident and his cultivation fell to the middle stage of the Xiaodanyuan realm."
Some spectators present recognized Ma Yunfei's identity.
Even though May Yunfei has fallen to the middle stage of the Xiaodanyuan realm, his achievements and ruthlessness and sophistication as the pirate leader cannot be compared to those of the same level.
"Tianji Shadowless Stick"
As soon as May Yunfei took action, he urged the earth-level magic weapon in his hand.
The seemingly ordinary bamboo pole transformed into a vast forest of bamboo shadows, which was endless and overwhelming, with a feeling of darkness and ruthlessness that engulfed everything.
He can be sure that this May Yunfei's strength is not inferior to that of the pirate leader in the late stage of Xiaodanyuan realm that he encountered before, and is even more sophisticated.
In a single fight, the Skeleton Hall Master might be able to defeat him, but to determine the outcome, I'm afraid it would take a hundred moves.
"Old man, your tricks are not enough in the Holy Land of the Spiritual Realm."
The short-haired boy curled his lips.
"Tiangang Shattering Star Technique"
The short-haired boy refused to give in, and pushed out with a punch. There was a low roar in the void, and hundreds of fists shot into the sky. The momentum was majestic, and there was a terrifying aura of shattering the sky.
Puff puff
The bamboo forest sea created by May Yunfei was peeled off and broken layer by layer, as if it had withstood the impact of meteors weighing millions of pounds.
"This little boy..."
Ma Yunfei was shaken back again and again, and he suddenly found that his hundreds of years of fighting experience did not help at all in the face of the opponent's steady attack and returning to his original strength.
Every time the short-haired boy punched, there seemed to be boundless pressure, and there was an aura of eternal domineering.
Every punch oppressed his body and soul.
Cry boom
May Yunfei's body suddenly received a punch of light driven by a hundred-foot strong wind, and his body flew backwards.
Wow
The moment he landed, Ma Yunfei spit out a mouthful of blood, and several bones in his body were broken.
"How come you can't even survive ten attacks?"
"The leader of the pirates who was so rampant back then was defeated so quickly."
Everyone booed in shock.
The people in the audience felt that the short-haired boy's strength was not that terrifying with the naked eye, but his opponents were defeated in such a confused way.
"Even if you are in the late Xiaodanyuan realm, you can't stand ten or twenty moves in front of this young man."
Although Zhao Feng did not use his spiritual eyes, his life constitution was at the level of the Great Alchemy Yuan realm, and his senses were sharp and powerful.
Actually.
Only the Lord of the Great Alchemy Realm on the field could sense the true mystery and power of the short-haired boy's combat skill bloodline.
"We have won thirty games in a row"
Some spectators on the field were waiting for new challengers.
at this time.
The short-haired boy's odds of winning are getting higher and higher, reaching one to twenty-eight.
That is to say.
As long as your opponent wins the bet, you can win twenty-eight yuan with one yuan crystal stone.
Moreover, this odds will continue to rise as the short-haired boy wins.
Whizzing
At this moment, two powerful auras came from the arena, approaching the east arena.
"Leave this boy to me"
"Hahaha, I bet 100,000 high-grade Yuan Jingshi on myself. If I win, I can get millions of high-grade Yuan Jingshi."
Both auras have reached the late stage of Xiaodanyuan realm.
Two people came, a man in purple armor and a middle-aged man with a fat face and big ears.
"Challenge No. 31, 32"
"They are all in the late stage of Xiaodanyuan Realm, and one of them seems to be at the peak of the late stage of Xiaodanyuan Realm."
The enthusiasm on the court was reignited.
These two opponents are obviously stronger than the previous ones.
Especially the middle-aged man with a fat face and big ears, who possesses the peak cultivation level of the late stage of the Little Alchemy Realm. If he goes one step further, he will be the Lord of the Great Alchemy Realm.
"It's boring."
The short-haired boy curled his lips again.
"Let's do this. If you beat them both one by one, the odds will remain the same."
Another Holy Land genius, a tall and thin young man, said with a smile.
"Ah? One against two?"
Several referees looked surprised.
After all, Lingdian is officially the banker. If you lose, the loss will be huge.
Several people's eyes turned to a black-faced old man in the arena. This man was obviously the person in charge of the arena, and his aura was approaching that of a virtual god realm king.
"Can."
The dark-faced old man took a deep look at the tall, thin young man.
"Haha, that's still a bit challenging, so you two can do it together."
The short-haired boy grinned.
What one beats two?
Everyone was startled, and then the whole place erupted in excitement.
"quick"
"Bet quickly"
At this time, the short-haired boy's odds reached more than 1 to 30.
too crazy
More and more people are participating in betting.
After all, there are two people in the late stage of Xiaodanyuan realm this time, and one of them is still at the peak.
"Tiangang Shattering Star Technique"
On the arena, the short-haired boy was full of fighting spirit, the light of his fists and the wind became more condensed, revealing wisps of ancient bloodline.
Nine Swords of Changing Heaven
Shifang Duozunquan
The man in purple armor and the middle-aged man with a fat face and big ears struck coldly, with mockery in his eyes.
As soon as these two people came out, they joined forces to attack, and their moves were linked to each other, taking care of each other, and the killing moves were continuous.
"I remembered that these two people are the 'Two Masters of Purple Master'. They are especially good at teaming up to attack. They once joined forces to resist the Great Alchemy Realm Lord for a moment."
"Purple Master's two skills? It's actually these two guys."
The expressions of all those watching the battle became even more excited.
Zizun Erjue
It turns out that the purple-armored man and the fat-faced middle-aged man with big ears are a duo who have a tacit understanding and have always been on the same page.
"These 'Purple Masters and Two Jue', together, their combat power is approaching the Great Alchemy Realm."
Zhao Feng couldn't help but be speechless.
Without using the Divine Eyes and cursing hundreds of corpses, he would probably not be a match for the two of them together. With the addition of the Skeleton Hall Master, the outcome would only be a 50-50 outcome.
after all.
The two unique martial arts and combat skills of Zizun complement each other, and they also have earth-level magic weapons.
Cry, boom, boom—
The battle on the arena is intertwined.
Although the short-haired boy has inherited combat skills and is extremely talented, after all, his cultivation level is quite different from the two.
Between the early stage of the Xiaodan Yuan realm and the later peak, under normal circumstances, the amount of true energy in the body can differ by two or three times, and the intensity also varies.
"This little boy really beat us both, and he was so fierce."
"It's a pity that his cultivation is not enough. If it is the middle stage of Xiaodanyuan, we may lose."
There was a faint smile on the face of Zizun Erjue. He was not in a hurry to win, and was slowly consuming the short-haired boy's true energy.
snort
The short-haired boy's face darkened slightly, and he could no longer suppress these two people.
"open"
The short-haired boy raised his arms, and an ancient and domineering bloodline aura surged through his body.
Suddenly, the skin and flesh all over its body condensed into a dark and primitive texture, as if it were the skin of some kind of wild creature. It was thick and hard, not like skin but not skin, not like scales but not scales, and even had the texture of a carapace.
"Junior Brother Jiang, no"
The tall and thin young man on the other side changed his expression.
"That breath of blood..."
The two masters of Zizun both felt a sense of suffocation, with fear coming from their hearts, souls, and blood.
Puff, boom
The two men's attacks still enveloped and submerged the short-haired boy.
The short-haired boy was trying his best to activate the blood power deep in his body. He didn't dodge or defend at all.
"ah"
Everyone on the field screamed and couldn't bear to witness it.
Rumble
The short-haired boy remained motionless. He stood there like a giant beast standing proudly in the wilderness, exuding a thrilling aura of wilderness.
laugh
A bloodstain as thin as a fingernail was left on his body surface, which quickly healed. The texture was dark and simple, rough and thick.
"How can this be"
The two masters of Zizun lost their voices in shock. The attacks they jointly launched were always invincible under the Great Alchemy Realm, and no one could be spared.
"what happened……"
Moreover, their bodies, flesh, and even their souls and consciousness trembled instinctively.
Unconsciously.
The knees of "Zizun Erjue" were already half bent, and he was about to kneel down in worship, with an inexplicable and uneasy look of fear on his face.
At the same moment.
There were many spectators in the audience, even those on the periphery, whose hearts, souls, and flesh were inexplicably trembling with uneasiness.
"how come……"
Zhao Feng felt that his blood was trembling faintly, and the little thieving cat on his shoulder showed a rare hint of solemnity.
Some strong men whose cultivation levels were lower than the peak of Allah knelt directly on the ground.
Including several crew members around Zhao Feng, Loulan Zhishui's face was red from suppressing her emotions, her delicate body was shaking slightly, and she was unsteady on her feet.
"That bloodline aura, could it be the 'Ancient Ranking of Ten Thousand Races..."
A Lord in Moshan who was in the Great Alchemy Realm couldn't help but lost his voice in shock. Considering his level of life, his body, mind and soul were all uneasy.