Liu Chuanshen let out a cold snort, clasped his hands behind his back, walked out, and said in a deep voice: "Sir, Wushi Qianzhuang has lost all its face by you, why don't you apologize to Miss Shan right away?"
When Liu Chengfeng heard Liu Chuanshen's voice, he immediately turned around and looked around. His face changed drastically, and the arrogance and arrogance he had felt completely disappeared in an instant.
"Father...Father...I was just joking with Miss Xiangling...laugh, I'm going to apologize to Miss Xiangling now..." Liu Chengfeng was very frightened and immediately started to tremble.
Seeing Liu Chengfeng like this, Liu Chuanshen sighed deeply and became even more disappointed. He shook his head and said, "This traitor made His Highness the Ninth Prince laugh. Let's go to the Wushi Arena now!"
Under the leadership of Liu Chuanshen, it didn't take long for Zhang Ruochen, the Nine Princesses, and Shan Xiangling to arrive at the Wushi Arena.
The martial arts arena is crowded with people, and warriors with strong cultivation can be seen everywhere.
Of course, there are also many warriors with low martial arts cultivation who stand on the periphery of the fighting arena to observe and learn the fighting skills of those strong martial arts masters.
When Liu Chuanshen arrived at the Wushi Arena, he immediately left and went to the palace at the deepest part of the arena. He had important things to do.
Zhang Ruochen, the Ninth Princess, and Shan Xiangling walked into the Huang Level Martial Arts Palace.
The Huang-level Battle Palace is a ring-shaped building. It is very ancient. It is divided into six floors. Each floor is equipped with 360 stands. Each stand can clearly see the yellow-level battle platform in the center.
fighting.
Each person pays ten silver coins to enter the yellow-level martial arts palace.
"Ninth Brother, do you really want to participate in a martial arts fight? Your current cultivation level is still a little too weak, and there is still a big gap between you and the Huangbang warriors." The Ninth Princess said.
It's not that the Ninth Princess looks down on Zhang Ruochen, it's just that she is very aware of the cruelty of the martial arts arena. After all, no one who dares to step onto the battlefield is weak.
Shan Xiangling said: "I heard that warriors have to sign a life and death agreement before going on the battlefield, because the warriors who go onto the battlefield are all lunatics, they all want to become famous in one battle, and they all use desperate fighting methods.
If you don't pay attention, you will be seriously injured, and you may even die on the battlefield."
"That's right! Ninth Brother, you should cultivate to the Great Perfection of Huangji Realm before participating in martial arts! You can ask your father for the money to buy the weapon refining furnace. With your talent, even if it costs one million silver coins
, Father will definitely give it to you." The Ninth Princess advised.
Zhang Ruochen said: "Let's take a look first and then talk!"
At this moment, a middle-aged warrior in his thirties stepped onto the battlefield. He was holding a crimson spear and exuding a powerful aura. He said: "I am the great disciple of the Tianhe Sect, Nie Heng.
Once I come to the Huang-level martial arts palace, who is willing to be my first opponent?"
Shan Xiangling said: "Nie Heng, I have heard of his name. He reached the Great Perfection of Huangji Realm when he was twenty-two years old. He has stayed in the Great Perfection of Huangji Realm for fifteen years. He is quite powerful.
I should be able to win seven or eight games in a row.”
In the Kunlun world, there are countless sects and families, and some small sects only have dozens of disciples.
Some large sects have more than 10 million disciples and rule the martial arts world of dozens of counties, making them extremely powerful.
Therefore, sects and families are divided into "three paths and nine streams".
For example, Shan Xiangling's "Red Cloud Sect" and Nie Heng's "Tianhe Sect" belong to the seventh-rate sects.
Yunwu County has a total of one sixth-rate sect, five seventh-rate sects, seventeen eighth-rate sects, and countless ninth-rate sects.
All these sects are subject to the management of official forces.
If it is not managed, it will be a crooked sect and will be punished and suppressed by official forces.
The Ninth Princess said: "Nie Heng's cultivation is indeed very strong, but there are more powerful people in the Fighting Palace. I guess he can only win six games in a row at most."
Shan Xiangling said: "In that case, let's make a bet!"
"good!"
Ninth Princess Princess and Shan Xiangling went to the highest stand of the Huang-level Martial Arts Palace to participate in the gambling battle.
"I bet a thousand silver coins that Nie Heng can win six games in a row." Princess Ninth took out a spiritual crystal and placed it in a grid with "six" written on it on the gambling table.
"I bet five hundred silver coins that Nie Heng can win eight games in a row." Shan Xiangling took out a silver bag and placed it in a grid with "eight" written on it on the gambling platform.
"In that case, let me bet on a middle number!"
Zhang Ruochen also became interested, took out a spiritual crystal, and placed it in a grid with "seven" written on it on the gambling table.
There are many people participating in betting battles. If you can win every time, you can also gain a lot of wealth.
Nie Heng's strength is indeed very strong, and some people even bet that he can win ten games in a row and become a warrior on the yellow list. Although the probability is very low, once Nie Heng succeeds, the person who bets on him will win a lot of money.
The first warrior to step onto the Huang-level battle stage to challenge Nie Heng seemed to be in his forties, and his cultivation had reached the extreme level of the Huangji Realm.
"boom!"
Nie Heng stood in the center of the yellow-level battle platform. With just one move, the warrior at the extreme level of the Huangji realm was blown away and fell off the yellow-level battle platform.
First win!
Second win!
…
The fifth win!
Sixth win!
Nie Heng won six games in a row, causing great shock in the Huangji Martial Arts Palace. All the warriors in the stands cheered and shouted wildly.
In the Huangji Martial Arts Palace, it is already remarkable to have a warrior who wins six games in a row every day.
You know, the further back you go, the stronger the opponents Nie Heng will encounter.
In the seventh game, only warriors with a record of winning seven games in the Huangji Fighting Palace are eligible to challenge him.
Of all the warriors who have a record of winning seven games in a row in the Huangji Martial Arts Palace, which one is the weak one?
Nie Heng finally met a strong opponent in the seventh game.
Huang Zhenlong, a warrior in the Huangji Realm of Great Perfection, won seven games in a row in three battles. Unfortunately, he was defeated in the eighth game three times. His strength is quite strong.
Nie Heng and Huang Zhenlong fought for half an hour, and finally used a mid-level human-level martial art called "Snowflake Spear Technique", which penetrated Huang Zhenlong's chest, seriously injuring Huang Zhenlong and throwing him off the fighting platform.
However, Nie Heng was also hit by Huang Zhenlong's palm and suffered internal injuries.
Drops of blood spilled from his mouth.
At this time, a man in his twenties stepped onto the fighting stage, holding a white folding fan, and said calmly: "You have been seriously injured. It is impossible to win eight games in a row. Just give up!"
The battle in the martial arts arena is so cruel. You will not be given any time to rest and recuperate. You must keep fighting.
Winning ten games in a row is extremely difficult.
Even with Nie Heng's great strength, after seven consecutive battles, most of the energy in his body had been consumed, and he was also seriously injured.
In his current state, it is almost impossible to win the eighth game.
Nie Heng gritted his teeth, stared at the man holding a folding fan, and said, "Who said I can't fight in the eighth game? Who are you?"
"Hehe! My name is Xue Bingsheng, who is from the Imperial Preceptor's Palace. He has a record of winning eight games in a row twice in the Huangji Martial Arts Palace." Xue Bingsheng smiled faintly and gently shook the folding fan in his hand.
"Fight!"
Nie Heng mobilized his whole body's true energy and injected it into the spear.
The spear in his hand immediately emitted a flame-like light and stabbed Xue Bingsheng.
"Wow!"
Nie Heng's eyes flashed, and Xue Bingsheng's figure disappeared.
Xue Bingsheng used a high-grade human-level step, and in an instant, he appeared in front of Nie Heng. He waved the folding fan in his hand, blood flashed, and Nie Heng's head flew out.
Xue Bingsheng looked at the body lying on the ground, with a sarcastic smile in his eyes, and said: "I told you to admit defeat, but you didn't listen. Alas! How ignorant!"
A powerful Huangji Realm Dzogchen warrior died on the battlefield like this!
Nie Heng's junior brothers and junior sisters immediately rushed to the battlefield, burst into tears, and carried Nie Heng's body down.
There was no way, who told Nie Heng to sign a life and death agreement when he stepped onto the battlefield?
Several people always die every day in Huangji Martial Palace, and everyone is used to it.
In fact, it was mainly because Xue Bingsheng's cultivation was much stronger than Nie Heng, so Nie Heng was killed by Xue Bingsheng without even having a chance to admit defeat.
"Hey! You know that there is a big difference in strength, but you don't admit defeat. You are so stubborn. Although fame is important, life is even more important." The Ninth Princess sighed.
Shan Xiangling also shook his head gently and said: "With Nie Heng's talent, if he practices for another ten years, he has a chance to become a strong person in the Xuanji realm. Many warriors with very powerful talents have fallen like this."
"Wow! Ninth Brother, you won the bet! Go and see how much you won?" said the Ninth Princess.
"It's just good luck!" Zhang Ruochen just bet casually, without thinking that he could actually win.
Although Nie Heng died on the battlefield, he did win seven games in a row.
Zhang Ruochen bet one spirit crystal on the gambling table, but won eight spirit crystals back.
"That's almost it! I'll also go to the battle platform and give it a try!"
Zhang Ruochen signed a life-and-death agreement, paid a spiritual crystal, and walked towards the battlefield.
"Ninth Brother, I know I can't stop you, but you must promise me that if you encounter an invincible enemy, you will immediately admit defeat." The Ninth Princess said with concern.
The Ninth Princess felt that Zhang Ruochen was just going to feel the atmosphere of the battle arena and did not really want to participate in the fighting.
After all, his cultivation level is at the very top of the Huangji Realm, which is far different from Nie Heng's cultivation level. He can win three games in a row, which is already very good.
"Don't worry! I'm measured!"
Zhang Ruochen smiled slightly, looking very relaxed, and stepped onto the battlefield step by step.
As soon as he stepped onto the fighting stage, there was a commotion in the Huangji Martial Palace.
"Who is this young man? He dares to come to Huangji Martial Arts Palace to fight at such a young age?"
"I guess he also wants to become famous! There are too many such hot-blooded young people. Dozens of them die every month. Isn't it surprising?"
…
At this moment, Liu Chengfeng stood on a higher stand in the Huangji Martial Palace, staring at Zhang Ruochen who was on the stage, with a ferocious smile on his face: "Haha! If you don't take the road to heaven, you will go to hell.
There is no way for you to break in. If you die on the battlefield, I'm afraid Prince Yunwu will have nothing to say!"
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