Feng Wudao nodded, raised his hand, and shot a Na ring at Kong Lao, "Help me bet the 100,000 low-grade Yuan stones inside on the body of the Lingtian boy."
"One hundred thousand low-grade Yuan stones?"
Kong Lao took the Najie, his mouth twitched, and he was speechless.
At this time, he really wanted to reply directly:
Didn’t you say I was fooling around?
"Dad...with so many low-grade Yuan stones, aren't you afraid that Brother Duan will lose?"
Feng Tianwu was also frightened by Feng Wudao's generosity.
"If he dares to lose, I won't marry my precious daughter to him."
Feng Wudao said lightly.
"Dad...what did you say?!"
Feng Tianwu's pretty face turned red, she lowered her head and said shyly.
Duan Lingtian naturally didn't know about the situation in the Feng family's exclusive upper-class auditorium, nor did he know that Feng Wudao had placed a heavy bet of 100,000 low-grade Yuan stones on him in the duel between him and Zi Shang.
If he knew, it would definitely be more stressful.
"Today's dynasty martial arts competition's 'third place' was won by Bai Hao... and he was rewarded with 20,000 low-grade Yuan stones."
At this time, one of the old men in charge of presiding over the prison arena handed Bai Hao a ring and announced.
After Bai Hao left, Zi Shang moved, and in a moment he was above the Prison Arena, confronting Duan Lingtian.
"Duan Lingtian, do you need to rest?"
Zi Shang glanced at Duan Lingtian indifferently, with a touch of disdain on the corner of his mouth, "Don't wait until I defeat you and say that I am weak in victory."
"Beat me?"
Duan Lingtian said lightly: "Zi Shang, it seems that you are still as confident as before... I remember that you seemed to be so confident during the battle at the Seven Star Sword Sect Tianshu Peak, but in the end you lost.
, a complete failure!”
"Hmph! The miracle of that year cannot be repeated today."
Hearing Duan Lingtian mention the unbearable past, Zi Shang's face darkened and he snorted coldly.
"That's not necessarily the case."
Duan Lingtian continued.
Although, he had already risked his life and planned to use the soul skill 'Thousand Fantasy' directly on Zi Shang.
But when he thought about the sudden increase in strength after the strange black flame mark appeared between Zi Shang's eyebrows... I have to say that he was still a little worried, worried that as Zi Shang's strength increased, his mental power would also increase.
If Zi Shang's mental power can be improved accordingly, he has no chance of winning unless a miracle happens.
It can be said that he is betting on this battle.
Bet that Zi Shang's mental power will not increase as his strength increases.
"You'll know soon."
Zi Shang's eyes were slightly cold, and the energy in his body was raging and beating, as if it had turned into a ball of white flames and enveloped it. He had no intention of taking out his spiritual weapon Guqin.
"It seems that you are planning to use your 'secret method' directly?"
Duan Lingtian's eyes narrowed slightly.
"You are very smart... It's a pity that you will definitely lose today! I will let you know that being an enemy of me, Zi Shang, will be your nightmare in Duan Lingtian's life!"
Zi Shang's words were extremely arrogant, and he was dressed in white clothes without any wind, ready to take action at any time.
At this time, in the upper-class auditorium exclusive to the royal family of the Han Dynasty, a staff member of the prison arena appeared and bowed to the emperor respectfully.
"What's up?"
The emperor frowned.
"Your Majesty, Lord Wudao of the Feng family has bet one hundred thousand low-grade Yuan Stones on this final showdown."
The staff member took a deep breath and spoke slowly.
"One hundred thousand low-grade Yuan stones?"
Suddenly, several people sitting with the emperor, including the emperor, were startled.
"yes."
The staff nodded.
"Who is he betting on?"
The old man in black frowned and asked.
"Duan Lingtian."
The staff member said again.
"It seems that he is very confident in Duan Lingtian... It's a pity that he may be disappointed."
The old man in black sneered.
"Uncle Emperor, you seem to have great confidence in Zi Shang? This Ling Tian also has an innate 'secret method' to rely on..."
said the emperor.
He was a little confused about the old man's trust in Zi Shang.
Although he also felt that Zi Shang had a good chance of winning, he was not as sure as the old man.
"Zi Shang just told me that he is not afraid of Duan Lingtian's secret technique."
said the old man.
"I see."
The emperor suddenly nodded and immediately smiled, "So, Zi Shang is a sure winner in this duel... It seems that Feng Wudao is going to let out blood this time."
At this moment, the eyes of the spectators around the Prison Arena all fell on Duan Lingtian and Zi Shang, who were confronting each other above the Prison Arena.
Most people held their breath, waiting for the final showdown between Duan Lingtian and Zi Shang.
They know.
The duel between Duan Lingtian and Zi Shang will determine who will be ranked number one in today’s dynasty martial arts competition.
"The duel between two young talents with 'secret skills'... This battle will definitely be exciting!"
"Who do you think has a better chance of winning?"
"I think Zi Shang has a better chance... After all, when Zi Shang takes action, his power is comparable to that of a 'dongxu realm strongman'!"
"I think Duan Lingtian may also win. His 'secret method' is so weird that it's hard to guard against."
…
Most people think that Zi Shang has a good chance of winning, while a small number of people think that Duan Lingtian has a chance of winning.
Over the Prison Arena, after several years, the two old enemies met again and stood on the stage of duel.
The last time, Duan Lingtian used his soul skill ‘Qian Huan’ to completely torture Zi Shang, and Zi Shang fled.
What will be the result today?
At this moment, not to mention others, not even Duan Lingtian is sure of the outcome.
"Um?"
Suddenly, Duan Lingtian discovered that a small black dot appeared out of thin air between Zi Shang's eyebrows, and the small black dot was growing continuously.
"Duan Lingtian, I know that you can use your mental power to perform illusion soul skills. In addition, your mental power has reached the 'Second Level of Cave Void Realm'... It's a pity that after I use my 'Secret Technique', my mental power will
Far better than you, your illusionary soul skills have no effect at all!"
Hearing this Yuanli condensed sound, Duan Lingtian's expression suddenly changed.
This Zi Shang actually knows that he knows how to use illusory soul skills?
Moreover, he also knows his own spiritual power level?
How is this possible?
Not to mention that this Zi Shang may not be an 'inscription master'. Even if he is an inscription master and his mental power can be discovered, it is impossible to know that he used a 'soul skill' when he defeated Bai Hao.
Moreover, Zi Shang seemed to know the specific functions of his soul skills in his words.
At this moment, Duan Lingtian only felt the coldness on his back, and he felt like he was completely exposed in front of others.
This feeling made him very unhappy.
"How...how did you know?"
Duan Lingtian took a deep breath and asked in a deep voice.
"I have no obligation to tell you... you, Duan Lingtian, are destined to be stepped on by me today!"
Zi Shang responded calmly, but after speaking, he became even more arrogant.
The small black spot between Zi Shang's eyebrows is still growing, and it already has the outline of a flame mark.
"It should take time to cast your 'secret technique', right?"
Duan Lingtian sneered, and with a movement of his body, it was as if he turned into a bolt of lightning and shot directly at Zi Shang, not daring to hesitate at all.
He wanted to severely injure and defeat Zi Shang in one fell swoop before the black flame mark between Zi Shang's eyebrows appeared completely!
While running, two rays of light began to flash in the depths of Duan Lingtian's eyes.
Thousands of illusions!
In an instant, Duan Lingtian's majestic mental power once again constructed an 'illusion space', sweeping towards Zi Shang, covering Zi Shang who had not yet fully appeared the flame mark between his eyebrows.
Seeing that Zi Shang was enveloped in the illusion space and that there was no sign of the illusion space collapsing, Duan Lingtian breathed a sigh of relief.
"It seems it's not too late."
Duan Lingtian's eyes were slightly cold, and his feet suddenly moved.
The wind and the remaining clouds!
In the blink of an eye, Duan Lingtian's body reached Zi Shang's side, his eyes turned cold, and before raising his hand, he punched out, his Yuan Power exploded with great force, and he hit Zi Shang's head hard.
If this punch hits hard, Zi Shang will be seriously injured even if he doesn't die!
At this moment, Duan Lingtian did not notice that almost at the moment he set off, the black spot between Zi Shang's eyebrows instantly turned into a black flame mark.
When Duan Lingtian rushed to Zi Shang's side and punched out, his fist was less than a stone's throw away from Zi Shang's head.
Zi Shang moved.
Whoosh!
In an instant, Zi Shang disappeared on the spot and reappeared, already more than ten meters away.
Duan Lingtian's punch naturally failed.
"not good!"
Almost at the same time, Duan Lingtian's expression changed drastically.
Because he discovered that when Zi Shang disappeared under his fist, the "illusion space" composed of his soul skills also collapsed.
When his eyes fell on Zi Shang again, he found that the black flame mark between Zi Shang's eyebrows had appeared.
At this moment, Zi Shang's eyes were obviously dim, like a humanoid puppet that had lost its soul.
"This Zi Shang, could it be that he is possessed by a ghost?"
Duan Lingtian frowned.
At the same time, Duan Lingtian discovered.
The 'Najie' in his hand, which was already trembling, started to tremble even more violently at this moment.
It's obvious that the 'Demon-Sealing Monument' is rebelling again.
It's like being injected with chicken blood.
Taking a deep breath, Duan Lingtian had no scruples and swept out his mental power, wanting to explore the depth of Zi Shang.
It's a pity that before his mental power could get close to Zi Shang, it was like hitting cotton wool, sinking into the sea and disappearing completely.
"how so?"
Duan Lingtian's pupils shrank and his expression changed drastically.
Unfortunately, judging from the current situation, there is no time for Duan Lingtian to think too much, because Zi Shang took action
Whoosh!
Zi Shang flew straight towards Duan Lingtian, his speed was so fast that Duan Lingtian couldn't even react.
When Duan Lingtian reacted, Zi Shang was already in front of him.
boom!
Zi Shang raised his hand, flew his iron fist across the air, and struck Duan Lingtian with an ear-splitting sound.
Draw the sword!
At this moment, Duan Lingtian only had time to raise his sword and block Zi Shang's iron fist.
Bang!
The iron fist hit the spiritual sword in Duan Lingtian's hand, directly dissipating the energy on the spiritual sword and causing the spiritual sword to tremble violently.
Not only that, even the tiger's mouth of Duan Lingtian's sword-holding hand was shattered and dripping with blood.