"snort!"
Liu Chuanshen let out a cold snort, walked out with his hands behind his back, and said in a deep voice: "Nizi, you have lost the face of Wushi Qianzhuang, why don't you apologize to Miss Shan immediately?"
Hearing Liu Chuanshen's voice, Liu Chengfeng turned around and looked at him immediately, his face changed drastically, the arrogance and arrogance just now disappeared completely in an instant.
"Father...Father...I was just joking with Miss Xiangling...laugh, I'm going to apologize to Miss Xiangling right now..." Liu Chengfeng was terrified and trembled immediately.
Seeing Liu Chengfeng like this, Liu Chuanshen sighed deeply, became even more disappointed, shook his head, and said, "This rebellious son made His Royal Highness the Ninth Prince laugh at him, let's go to Wushi Arena now!"
Under Liu Chuanshen's leadership, Zhang Ruochen, Nine Princesses, and Shan Xiangling came to Wushi Arena not long after.
The arena in the martial arts market is crowded with people, and powerful martial artists can be seen everywhere.
Of course, there are also many warriors with very low martial arts cultivation. They stand on the periphery of the arena, watching and learning the fighting skills of those martial arts experts.
When Liu Chuanshen came to the Wushi arena, he left immediately and went to the deepest palace in the arena. He had important things to do.
Zhang Ruochen, Princess Nine, and Shan Xiangling walked into the Huang-level Martial Arts Palace.
The Huang-level Martial Arts Palace is a ring-shaped building, which is very old. It is divided into six floors, and each floor is equipped with 360 stands. fighting.
Each person pays ten silver coins to enter the Huang-level Martial Arts Palace.
"Ninth brother, do you really want to participate in martial arts? Your current cultivation base is still a little too weak, and there is still a big gap between you and Huangbang warriors." Nine princesses said.
The Ninth Princess didn't look down on Zhang Ruochen, but she knew the cruelty of the Wushi Arena very well. After all, no one who dared to go to the arena was weak.
Shan Xiangling said: "I heard that warriors have to sign a life-and-death agreement before entering the arena, because all warriors on the arena are lunatics, they all want to become famous in the first 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'd better cultivate to the Great Perfection of Huangji Realm before participating in the martial arts! You can go to the father to ask for the money for the purchase of the refining furnace. With your talent, even if you want a million silver coins , father will definitely give it to you." Princess Jiu persuaded.
Zhang Ruochen said: "Let's see first and then talk!"
At this moment, a middle-aged martial artist in his thirties stepped onto the battle stage, holding a red spear in his hand, exuding a powerful aura from his body, and said: "I am the eldest disciple of the Sky Crane Sect, Nie Heng, the first Once I come to the Huang-level Martial Arts Palace, who would be my first opponent?"
Shan Xiangling said: "Nie Heng, I've heard his name before. He reached the Great Perfection of the Yellow Realm when he was twenty-two years old, and he has stayed in the Great Perfection of the Yellow Realm for fifteen years. He is quite powerful. 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 ten million disciples, rule the martial arts world of dozens of counties, and are extremely powerful.
Therefore, sects and families are divided into "three ways and nine streams".
For example, Shan Xiangling's "Chiyun Sect" and Nie Heng's "Sky Crane Sect" belonged to the Seven Streams Sect.
In Yunwu County, there is a total of one six-tier sect, five seven-tier sects, seventeen eight-tier sects, and countless nine-tier sects.
These sects are all subject to the management of official forces.
If it is not managed, it is a crooked sect and will be crusaded and suppressed by official forces.
Nine princesses said: "Nie Heng's cultivation is indeed very strong, but there are more strong people in the martial arts palace. I guess he can only win six games in a row at most."
Shan Xiangling said: "Since that's the case, let's go bet!"
"good!"
Princess Nine and Shan Xiangling went to the highest stand of the Huang-level Martial Arts Palace to participate in the gambling.
"I bet 1,000 silver coins and bet that Nie Heng can win six games in a row." Princess Nine took out a spirit crystal and put it in a grid with "six" on the gambling platform.
"I bet five hundred silver coins, betting that Nie Heng can win eight games in a row." Shan Xiangling took out a silver bag and put it in a grid with "eight" written on the gambling platform.
"In that case, I'll bet on a middle number!"
Zhang Ruochen was also a little interested, took out a spirit crystal, and put it in the grid with "seven" on the gambling platform.
There are many people participating in the gambling fight, and if they can win every time, they 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 bet on him will win a lot of money.
The first fighter to challenge Nie Heng on the Huang-level battle platform, looked to be in his forties, and his cultivation had reached the extreme level of Huangji Realm.
"boom!"
Nie Heng stood in the center of the battle platform at the yellow level, and with just one move, he sent that martial artist at the extreme level of the extreme yellow realm flying out and fell down the battle platform at the yellow level.
First win!
Second win!
...
Fifth win!
Game 6 win!
Nie Heng won six games in a row, which caused a great shock in the Huangji Martial Arts Palace. All the fighters in the stands shouted and shouted wildly.
In Huangji Martial Arts Palace, it is already remarkable to be able to produce a warrior who wins six games in a row every day.
You know, the further back you go, the stronger the opponent Nie Heng meets.
When it comes to the seventh round, only warriors who have won seven rounds in the Huangji Martial Arts Palace are eligible to challenge him.
Among the warriors who have won seven consecutive matches in the Huangji Martial Arts Palace, which one is weak?
In the seventh round, Nie Heng finally met a formidable opponent.
Huang Zhenlong, a martial artist in the Huangji Realm, has won seven games in a row in three games, but 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 displayed a mid-level martial skill "Snowflake Spear", which pierced Huang Zhenlong's chest, seriously injured Huang Zhenlong, and was thrown 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 battle stage, holding a white folding fan, and said calmly: "You have been seriously injured, it is impossible to win eight games in a row, admit defeat yourself!"
The fighting in the martial arts arena is so cruel, there will be no time for you to rest and recuperate, you must continue to fight non-stop.
Wanting to win ten games in a row is simply as difficult as heaven.
Even with Nie Heng's powerful strength, after seven consecutive battles, most of the true energy in his body has been consumed, and he was also seriously injured.
With 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 the eighth round? Who are you?"
"Hehe! My son is from the National Teacher's Mansion. His name is Xue Bingsheng. He has won eight consecutive matches twice in the Huangji Martial Arts Palace." Xue Bingsheng smiled lightly and gently waved the folding fan in his hand.
"Let's fight!"
Nie Heng mobilized his whole body's true energy and injected it into the spear.
The spear in his hand immediately burst into a layer of flame-like light, stabbing at Xue Bingsheng.
"Wow!"
Nie Heng's eyes blurred, and Xue Bingsheng's figure disappeared.
What Xue Bingsheng used was a human-level high-grade gait, and he appeared in front of Nie Heng in an instant. With a wave of the folding fan in his hand, blood flashed, and Nie Heng's head flew out.
Xue Bingsheng looked at the corpse lying on the ground, with a sneering smile in his eyes, and said, "I told you to admit defeat, but you refused to listen. Hey! Foolish!"
A powerful Huangji Realm Dzogchen warrior just died on the battle platform!
Nie Heng's younger brothers and sisters immediately rushed to the battle platform, wept together, and carried Nie Heng's body down.
No way, who told Nie Heng to sign a life-and-death agreement when he was on the stage?
Huangji Martial Arts Palace will always die a few people every day, and everyone is no stranger to it.
In fact, it was mainly because Xue Bingsheng's cultivation was much stronger than Nie Heng's, so Nie Heng didn't even have a chance to admit defeat, so he was killed by Xue Bingsheng.
"Hey! Knowing that there is a big difference in strength, but not admitting defeat, you are so stubborn. Although fame is important, life is even more important." Ninth princess sighed.
Shan Xiangling also shook her head lightly, and said: "With Nie Heng's talent, after another ten years of practice, there is every chance to become a strong person in the Black Realm. Many warriors with very strong talents have fallen like this."
"Wow! Ninth Brother, you won the bet! Go and see how much you won?" Ninth Princess said.
"It's just luck!" Zhang Ruochen just bet casually, and didn't think that he could really win.
Although Nie Heng died on the stage, he did win seven games in a row.
Zhang Ruochen bet one spirit crystal on the gambling table, but won back eight spirit crystals.
"It's almost there! I'll go to the battle arena to try it!"
Zhang Ruochen signed the life-and-death agreement, paid a spirit crystal, and walked towards the battle platform.
"Ninth brother, I know I can't stop you, but you must promise me that if you encounter an invincible enemy, you must immediately admit defeat." The ninth princess said with concern.
The Ninth Princess felt that Zhang Ruochen was just trying to feel the atmosphere of the battle arena, and didn't really want to participate in the fighting.
After all, his cultivation is at the top of Huangji Realm, which is far from that of Nie Heng. It is already very good to win three games in a row.
"Don't worry! I have a measure!"
Zhang Ruochen smiled slightly, looking very relaxed, and stepped onto the stage step by step.
As soon as he stepped onto the battle stage, there was a commotion in the Huangji Martial Arts Palace.
"Who is this young man? He dares to come to Huangji Martial Arts Palace to fight at such a young age?"
"I guess they want to be famous too! There are too many hot-blooded youngsters like this, and dozens of them die every month. Is it any surprise?"
...
At this moment, Liu Chengfeng was standing on a higher stand of Huangji Martial Arts Palace, staring at Zhang Ruochen who was on the stage, with a ferocious smile on his face: "Haha! There is a way to heaven, if you don't go, hell There is no way for you to break in. If you die on the battlefield, I am afraid that the Yunwu County King will have nothing to say!"