A few minutes later, a handsome young man in a red robe walked into the ring space.
Xiao Yi looked at the red-robed young man. The two sleeves of his red robe were embroidered with a red dragon and a fire phoenix respectively, which seemed to be the symbol of a certain sect, and his demeanor also gave him a feeling of looking down on all living beings and feeling superior.
Under the induction of his soul, the red-robed young man's cultivation aura was extremely pure, far superior to that of the previous True Lord Ice Soul, and much more powerful than many great powers in the integration stage.
At this time, the host looked excited and said loudly: "This competition will pit True Lord Tianlei Xiao Yi against Holy Son Lieyang!"
Many Lord Lianxu in the audience looked shocked when they heard this.
Even Princess Tianxiang, who had always been full of confidence in Xiao Yi, had a drastic change in expression.
The so-called Holy Son is the chief true disciple of a first-grade Holy Land-level sect, which is equivalent to a candidate for the head. It is a bit higher than the core true disciples and sect elders, and is basically equivalent to the facade of a Holy Land-level sect.
And Holy Son of Lieyang is the Holy Son of Lieyang Holy Land, a first-class sect in the Southern Territory.
The Holy Son of Lieyang is ranked ninth on the list of geniuses, and his strength far exceeds that of True Monarch Ice Soul. Even the veteran powerful masters in the integration stage are often defeated by him.
Ordinary geniuses can only cross a few small realms and defeat powerful enemies. But the saint-level genius can cross large realms and defeat powerful enemies!
At this time, Holy Son Lieyang stared at Xiao Yi and said through his spiritual thoughts: "Xiao Yi, you are from a humble background, but you have offended the Xuanzhen Sect. The birthday banquet is over tomorrow, and as long as you leave the Xuanzhen Sect for a hundred miles, you will definitely die.
In the hands of the Xuanzhen Sect. Even if you are lucky enough to escape the pursuit of the Xuanzhen Sect, the Wu Dynasty and the Jin Dynasty will not let you go! If you are willing to become my follower, I can help you get rid of this trouble! "
When Xiao Yi heard this, he smiled and said through his spiritual mind: "The Xuanzhen Sect should have given you a lot of spirit stones. It seems a bit unethical for you to do this. But, it doesn't matter. It's very simple to want me to follow you.
As long as you defeat me. But what if you lose?"
Holy Son Lieyang smiled and said: "You can put forward a condition, it can be something, such as helping you out of a siege, or it can be a treasure, as long as it is within my ability!"
Xiao Yi smiled and said: "Okay!"
Immediately, the audience began to place bets, not on Xiao Yi, who had won seven consecutive victories, but on Holy Son of the Lieyang!
In the eyes of most people, although Xiao Yi's combat prowess far exceeds that of ordinary geniuses, it is still far behind compared with the great figures of the Saint Son level.
Therefore, Xiao Yi's odds of winning are 3 times.
Only Li Hongyan, True Lord Ten Thousand Beasts, True Lord Qingshui, and True Lord Lingxu voted for Xiao Yi to win without hesitation.
Princess Tianxiang hesitated for a moment, and then said: "Ling Feng, continue to bet on Xiao Yi to win, and bet 20 million high-grade spiritual stones."
Hearing this, Ling Feng didn't try to persuade him, because by winning seven games in a row, they had already won 280 million high-grade spiritual stones. Even if they lost a handful, it wouldn't matter.
The five minutes of betting time passed quickly and the game officially started.
Holy Son Lieyang did not use the magic flying sword. He waved his hand casually, and the pure and powerful magic power turned into a red fire dragon about ten feet long, flying towards Xiao Yi.
The red dragon is extremely solid and lifelike, and contains a powerful law of fire that can melt even the top divine gold. The power of this attack is already comparable to the late stage of integration, let alone an ordinary genius in the Void Refining Stage.
Even though it is a powerful person in the middle stage of integration, it avoids its sharp edges.
When Xiao Yi saw this, he took out a palm lightly, and the majestic power of the sky thunder turned into a ten-foot-long purple dragon, attacking towards the red dragon.
The purple thunder dragon and the red fire dragon come into contact, and the power of the Thunder Road clashes with the power of the Law of Fire.
The red fire dragon collapsed at the first touch, and the size of the purple thunder dragon also shrunk to half, and continued to attack the Son of the Sun.
The face of Holy Son Lieyang changed drastically. Although the move he just made was just a casual blow, he knew how powerful it was. The strength Xiao Yi showed at this time far exceeded his estimate.
However, he did not panic, but waved his sleeves again, and a red fire phoenix with wings spread ten feet wide attacked the purple thunder dragon and defeated it.
However, at this moment, Xiao Yi's figure suddenly flashed and appeared behind Holy Son Lieyang.
The figure of Holy Son Lieyang flashed and suddenly appeared ten feet away, but it was not a teleportation power in space, but the speed of the physical body. Like Xiao Yi, he also had both internal and external training. Not only was his spiritual power pure and powerful, his physical body
He is equally powerful, comparable to those of the same level of physical training, and has practiced secret techniques similar to martial arts, and his physical speed is comparable to teleportation.
However, in the next moment, Xiao Yi's figure appeared in front of Lieyang Holy Son again, and punched him head-on.
Holy Son Lieyang threw his fist to parry, and with a bang, the two men quickly retreated at the same time, each retreating more than ten feet, and they seemed to be completely different.
The next moment, the two figures flashed again and attacked each other. The two of them hit each other quickly, like phantoms, creating countless afterimages. Only the muffled sound of fists and feet touching each other continued.
In order for the subsequent plan to go smoothly, Xiao Yi had to hide his strength.
However, as time continued, the speed of Holy Son of Lieyang's movements began to slow down.
Five minutes later, Holy Son Lieyang failed to react in time and was punched in the chest. He suddenly vomited blood and flew out.
At this time, Holy Son Lieyang looked at Xiao Yi who was still calm and composed, took out a jade pendant and threw it to Xiao Yi, saying in a deep voice: "You win, take this jade pendant, you can make a request to me!"
After he finished speaking, he turned and left.
Xiao Yi nodded secretly, he was indeed a good young man who could afford to lose.
But in the auditorium around the ring, all the bettors had expressions of disbelief on their faces. A dignified saint-child-level figure, comparable to the top powerhouses in the later stages of fusion, would actually overturn here!
They had all bet on Holy Son of the Lie Yang just now, and many of them had fully bet, which was 20 million high-grade spiritual stones! Those ordinary Lords of Refining the Void had lost most of the spiritual stones they had accumulated by winning seven games in a row.
Only a few people such as Xiao Yi and Princess Tianxiang made a fortune in spiritual stones.
But it was the Xuanzhen Sect that really made a huge profit. Not only did the accounts turn from negative to positive, but they also recovered about 30% of their losses!
This can be regarded as a gain and a loss. They originally invited Holy Son Lieyang to stop Xiao Yi from causing trouble. But now, although Holy Son Lieyang lost, they also recovered a lot of losses.
However, this defeat also pushed the arena to the cliff. Now that even the Holy Son of Lieyang has been defeated, it will be difficult for the Xuanzhen Sect to find someone who can defeat Xiao Yi for a while. If the fight continues, the arena will only go bankrupt.
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At this time, people from the Xuanzhen Sect once again called Xiao Yi to talk in a special passage. The person who came forward was no longer the person in charge of the arena, but a middle-aged Taoist wearing a black Taoist robe, who was also a powerful master in the integration stage.
The middle-aged Taoist stared at Xiao Yi and said in a deep voice: "My Lord Tianlei, enough is enough!"
Xiao Yi smiled and said: "This is just a counterattack. When you sent people to spread rumors and led the two princes of the Wu Dynasty and the Jin Dynasty to attack me, why didn't you think of stopping when it was enough?"
The middle-aged Taoist said: "This matter was done by my junior brother Long Xiang. It is indeed our Xuanzhen Sect's fault. What kind of compensation do you want, tell me!"
Xiao Yi also knew that the heat had come. If he continued to provoke, the Xuanzhen Sect would definitely fall out, which would be detrimental to his plan. Therefore, he smiled and said: "One billion high-grade spiritual stones, no two prices!"
However, the middle-aged Taoist hesitated for a moment, but still nodded and said: "Okay!"
