"Mm."
"Interesting, really interesting," Mo Xiao laughed and said, "In the morning, you were still on the brink of death, and in the afternoon, you came to my Soul-Devouring Hall to participate in the life and death arena."
Mo Xiao then said, "The rules of the life and death arena are very simple. You go up to the arena, and the warriors of the same realm fight against each other. From the first to the third realm level, if you win a match, my Soul-Devouring Hall will give you a hundred taels of silver. If you lose, that means you die, and naturally, there will be no silver."
Mo Xiao took out a token from the table, which had a number engraved on it.
Number ninety-seven!
"This is Young Master Ye's number. If you win the match, take the token to get the silver. If you die, you don't have to worry about it."
Ye Wushuang took the token, hung it on his waist, and casually asked, "I want to know how much money for winning a match in the fifth realm level?"
As soon as these words came out, Mo Xiao was slightly stunned, and her eyes were surprised.
"Interesting, really interesting!"
Mo Xiao looked at Ye Wushuang with a smile and said, "For the fifth realm level, if you win a match, it's five hundred taels of silver!"
"In that case, arrange a life and death battle for the fifth realm level for me!" Ye Wushuang said directly, "I am now in the fifth realm level of the refining body."
Mo Xiao's eyes brightened and said, "Okay."
"Wait a minute."
Ye Wushuang said at this time, "You don't have a rule here that requires people to show their true faces, do you?"
"No."
As Mo Xiao said this, Ye Wushuang also picked up the prepared mask, put it on his face, and said calmly, "I have heard that the Soul-Devouring Hall is very rule-abiding, and I believe that Miss Mo Xiao will not casually tell others about my identity."
"From now on, I am number ninety-seven, Mie Yun!"
Mo Xiao, as the person in charge of the Soul-Devouring Hall, is naturally well-informed and knows about Ye Wushuang and the Yun family. At this moment, she also understands why Ye Wushuang wants to hide his identity.
"Rest assured, I look forward to your performance!"
Mo Xiao said, swaying her slender waist, opened the door, and led Ye Wushuang to an arena.
On the arena, two figures were fighting.
The rules of the life and death arena in the Soul-Devouring Hall are very simple: kill your opponent to win.
At this moment, both people on the field are in the fifth realm of the refining body.
One of them used a broadsword, and with a slash, the wind was harsh, and the sword method was thick and domineering.
The other person was barehanded, with excellent boxing skills.
Two people in the fifth realm of the refining body are trying, and there are many people around, shouting loudly.
These people are not only spectators but also gamblers who have placed bets.
This is also the means for the Soul-Devouring Hall to make money through the life and death arena!
Two warriors of the same realm try, and the winner can get a reward from the Soul-Devouring Hall, while the Soul-Devouring Hall makes money by relying on these spectators who place bets.
The two people in the field are already at a white-hot stage, and the man who uses boxing is now in the upper hand, punching out one punch after another, which greatly hinders the momentum of the opponent's sword, and he can't exert his true strength at all.
In the fifth realm of the refining body, the physical strength alone has the power of thirty-six oxen, and with the martial formula, the burst is terrifying.
Ye Wushuang stood by and took a glance, without saying anything.
Mo Xiao led Ye Wushuang to stand by the arena at this time, close to Ye Wushuang, smiled and said, "Young Master Ye... Mie Yun, who do you think will win?"
"The one with the knife!" Ye Wushuang said simply and directly.
"Oh? But now, it seems that the one who is good at boxing seems to be in the upper hand..." Mo Xiao smiled and didn't say anything.
And just at this moment.
Boom...
Suddenly, the man with the knife, under the wide knife, directly cut towards his opponent, but the man with the boxing skills sneered, and he was well prepared. His fists slammed together and swung out fiercely.
Seeing the collision of the blade and the boxing energy, the man with the knife suddenly had an extra force in his hands, and his speed was faster, and the blade fell faster, directly chopping on the opponent's forehead.
A puff sound suddenly sounded.
The man who used boxing skills had his head split open, blood gushed out, and he fell on the arena with a thud.
There were scolding and ecstatic voices around.
Mo Xiao looked at Ye Wushuang curiously at this time.
A warrior of the Soul-Devouring Hall who was responsible for recording at the edge of the arena shouted loudly, "Number seventy-six, Lu Manganese, wins!"
Lu Manganese carried a big knife and walked off the arena.
At this time, Mo Xiao stepped onto this arena.
Looking at Mo Xiao's slender figure, plump body, and charming charm, some people even drooled.
"Miss Mo Xiao, why are you on the stage yourself today?"
"Yeah, are you going to compete?"
"If you start, I don't think anyone dares to get on the stage!"
Miss Mo Xiao obviously has a high status in the Soul-Devouring Hall. Although everyone talks, no one dares to flirt.
Mo Xiao smiled at this time and said, "The next match, number ninety-seven, Young Master Mie Yun, in the fifth realm of the refining body!"
"Who dares to come up and fight?"
As Mo Xiao's words fell, everyone was stunned.
Mie Yun?
Who is that?
Never heard of it.
Looking at the figure in a clean white long shirt standing beside Mo Xiao, wearing a mask, he looked a bit thin and obviously a teenager of sixteen or seventeen.
Is this the person?
"Miss Mo Xiao, are you kidding? He? The guys here will chew his little bones into scraps!"
Mo Xiao said with a calm smile, quite charming, "On the life and death arena, my Soul-Devouring Hall will not joke!"
"I'll come, I'll come."
Just at this moment, a thin man who looked like he was in his thirties, with a mouthful of yellow teeth, with a dagger on his waist, stepped onto the arena.
"It seems to be a young man who doesn't know the sky from the ground, coming here to have fun, but be careful, your life will be lost." The thin man chuckled.
Ye Wushuang took a look at the person in front of him and said lightly, "Let's start!"
The thin man was stunned.
Generally speaking, people who are on the life and death arena for the first time will be more or less nervous, but this kid seems to have none at all.
"Quite able to pretend!"
The thin man grinned and said, "Ninety-one, Wang Yuan."
Ye Wushuang looked at him and said again, "Ninety-seven, Mie Yun."
The two stood firm.
Mo Xiao walked down from the arena at this time and said with a smile, "Everyone, don't forget to place bets."
"Wang Yuan, this guy, is an old hand, and he has taken advantage of it this time..."
"This Mie Yun, I think it's miserable."
"Why hesitate, place bets quickly, it's too late."
At this time, everyone hurried to the registration place at the corner of the arena and started to place bets.
Almost all bets were placed on Wang Yuan to win.
The warriors who have been in this life and death arena for a long time know more or less.
This Wang Yuan, in the fifth realm of the refining body, has been in this realm for many years and can't take the next step. This guy is slippery. When he encounters a hard nut, he never goes to the arena, but when he encounters someone who looks bad, he rushes to the stage.
Therefore, Wang Yuan has fought several times in this life and death arena, and he has never lost, earning thousands of taels of silver.
Moreover, Wang Yuan is not bad in strength. He uses a dagger superbly and never competes with others in brute force.
At this time, the two stood firm, and everyone was full of anticipation.
And around the huge arena, a spiritual array rose.
After all, the competition in the fifth realm of the refining body has a strong destructive power, and naturally, an array is needed to maintain the stability of the arena.
Let alone these arenas, even the entire Soul-Devouring Hall is permeated by arrays.
After all, the Soul-Devouring Hall is doing underhanded transactions, which are easy to be retaliated against. If there is no array to protect it, someone will come to make trouble today, and someone will
"Kid, the life and death arena is no place for fun, it's a place to fight for your life. Be careful or you might lose your life!" Wang Yuan sneered, but his hand was already behind his back.
Ye Wushuang didn't say a word, just clenched his fists and slightly bent his body.
Seeing this, Mo Xiao's eyes on the stage lit up instantly, and her expression became surprised again.
This posture, it's the starting form of the "Tiger Roar Fist"!