When I arrived at the Arena Ticket Center, I took a quick look and realized that the ticket prices were actually floating.
Different events have extremely different prices. From 100 Demonic Yuan Stones to 2,000 Demonic Yuan Stones, the price actually differs 20 times.
"In ten minutes, Wei Fu, who is ranked tenth in the third-level single battle, will join the battle. His opponent is Zhu Zhong, who is ranked seventeenth. The tickets are almost sold out, so please make a decision quickly." A person at the ticket office
The rabbit-eared succubus said coquettishly.
"Are there any higher-ranked players fighting?" Wang Chen asked.
"No more today. Tomorrow there will be a battle between the 14th and 18th ranked masters. Don't miss it." Rabbit Demon recommended.
"Give me two tickets for the master battle that will start in ten minutes." Wang Chen nodded.
"Okay." The rabbit demon took Wang Chen's waist card, took away 4,000 demon yuan stones, and handed over two animal skin door cards.
Huh? Who would have thought that Ximen, who was rich, would only buy two tickets to watch the game with such a huge amount of Demon Yuan Stone? His face was full of shock.
"Brother Yu, I'll just wait for you outside." He said hurriedly, "Refund the ticket soon."
"It's okay." Wang Chen waved his hands proudly.
Xiao Yao looked at Wang Chen and suddenly remembered that Wang Chen had always been used to being extravagant.
"If there are many people watching the game, will the players also receive demon Yuan Stone rewards?" Wang Chen suddenly turned around and asked.
"Yes, the ticket price includes part of the rewards that will be given to the winner." The rabbit demon said.
"Thanks."
After saying that, Wang Chen led Ximen Youqian towards the arena.
This is the first time Wang Chen has entered the arena as a spectator.
Standing in the high auditorium and looking far away, there are other contestants competing on the distant stage, with demonic auras soaring into the sky and all kinds of demonic powers dancing wildly.
Wang Chen took a closer look and saw that the violent demonic power was no less than that of a human cultivator at the seventh level of nirvana. Even compared to the eighth level of human nirvana, it was not far behind.
However, looking at the audience on the side of the ring, there were actually very few.
Wang Chen was secretly frightened. He remembered that the ticket price for the ongoing match was 300 Demonic Essence Stones, and the rankings of the two opponents were already outside the top 100.
At first he didn't take it seriously at all, but when he looked at it, he discovered that the cultivation level of these hundreds of contestants was close to the eighth level of nirvana!
This is only the third level. Wang Chen feels that he has underestimated the strength of the so-called overlord.
Amidst the sparse cheers, one contestant ended the competition with a powerful blow from his palm.
If it weren't for the powerful magic circle placed at the top of the arena to absorb the overflowing energy, a battle at this level alone would inevitably affect the surrounding spectators.
"Dear friends who came to watch, what is about to be played is today's finale game."
Wang Chen was thinking secretly, but he only heard a high-pitched voice.
Suddenly, a demon clan flew up from the sky. He floated above the ring and shouted loudly.
In an instant, the audience's emotions were ignited and they shouted loudly.
"Wei Ax! Wei Ax!"
"Zhu Chong!"
Following the enthusiastic shouts of the surrounding audience, the doors on the left and right sides of the arena opened, and two figures slowly walked out.
The figure on the left is slender, dressed in black, and has a strange appearance.
The person on the right is extremely tall, more than three meters tall, and carries a huge machete behind his back.
At the same time, the basic information of the two parties was projected above the arena.
What surprised Wang Chen was that in addition to the names and races of both sides, what visually displayed their combat power was actually a radar map.
Among them, Wei Fu's qualities are all balanced, and his agility is particularly outstanding.
However, Zhu Zhong's strength far exceeds other qualities, which is extremely uneven.
"start!"
After the referee shouted loudly, he did not dare to stop at all and quickly flew over the ring.
boom!
The demon power of both sides was suddenly fully activated, and strong winds began to rise in the entire arena and under the protective formation.
A solemn look flashed across Wang Chen's eyes.
This turned out to be a battle between two masters who were equal to eight times of nirvana.
A battle of this level, in the world of cultivation, would be equivalent to a battle between two top-notch sects.
However, in this world of monsters, it is actually just a battle of masters that even the top ten on the third floor of the arena cannot enter.
What will be the realm of the demon clan on the fourth and even fifth levels of the arena?
While he was thinking about it, the two sides were already fighting.
Wei Fu was extremely agile, holding a pair of daggers in both hands, and kept attacking Zhu Zhong.
The dark red blood demon power around him turned into an afterimage, and his figure was all over the arena.
The blood-colored sword energy flew rapidly, as if it was about to tear the void apart.
Zhu Zhong's demonic power was khaki, and his whole body was actually wrapped in earth-brown armor that shone with metallic light.
From time to time, he launches counterattacks with powerful demonic power.
Every blow shook the earth.
"Wei Fu is so strong. I haven't seen him in the past two months, but he has improved again. With his current performance, it is only a matter of time before he enters the top ten."
On the side, the audience cheered and talked a lot.
"Wei Fu is currently ranked twelfth, and it looks like he is not far behind the tenth place. However, this is where the top young talents of the entire Demon Clan gather. It is not easy to move forward."
"Although Zhu Chong defended his defense tightly, he was already at a complete disadvantage. It was his misfortune to encounter Wei Ax. What he fears most with this style of play is a master like Wei Ax. It depends on whether he is lucky enough to survive.
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As soon as the battle started, there were people making enthusiastic comments. Regardless of whether the people around him knew him or not, almost everyone was optimistic about Wei Fu.
"The attack of this Wei Ax is not inferior to that of Lei Xing Gang, and its speed is even faster. With my current cultivation level of six Nirvana, if I want to win, I will almost have to use all my strength..."
Wang Chen was secretly comparing himself with Wei Fu.
At this moment, Zhu Zhong's body armor was shattered into pieces with his Wei ax. He shouted loudly and pressed down with both hands.
Amidst the rumbling and roaring sound, a khaki demonic power turned into the phantom of the mountain and pressed down loudly.
Wei Fu caught his opponent unawares of this move, and his body suddenly stagnated under the pressure of the mountain.
What Zhu Chong was waiting for was this moment. He suddenly jumped up high and his body suddenly revealed its original shape. It was a giant wild boar with red eyes and bone-spiked tusks. It jumped towards him with four tusks like giant spears.
Wei ax knocked it away.
"Here comes the Bone Demon Pig! Zhu returned to his true form and fought hard." Suddenly, the atmosphere in the entire arena reached its climax.
The huge pig body in the sky rushed towards the thin figure.
Whoosh!
A flash of red light,
Wei Shu's arms suddenly turned into bat wings and passed by the demon pig.
Everyone only heard the demon pig scream, and then there was blood in their sight.
The huge body was cut open by the thin bat wings, and blood mixed with internal organs was spilled all over the sky.
"The blood-winged bat and Wei Ax also showed their true colors!"
Bang! There was a muffled sound, and the huge pig body fell to the ground. After struggling for a moment, it stopped moving.
The referee flew down, checked Zhu Zhong's status, and announced loudly.
winner!
Wei ax!
Wow! The cheers of a match reached its climax at this time.
Wei Fu was very proud and kept waving the double daggers in his hands towards the audience.
Compared with the excitement on everyone's faces, Wang Chen's face was indifferent.
"In terms of the exquisiteness of their moves, the demon clan is not as good as me, but they have innate talents and the support of naturally powerful demon power!"
"I must improve my cultivation as soon as possible and reach the seventh level of nirvana, otherwise I will not be able to gain a foothold in the third-level arena."
Wang Chen ignored the demons around him who were still cheering happily at Zhu Zhong's huge corpse, stood up, and walked out of the arena.