He won again!
The audience below fell into a deathly silence once more, until the voice of the record keeper rang out.
"Number ninety-seven, Mie Yun wins!"
At this moment, the noise of the audience erupted.
This suddenly emerged Mie Yun, who had slain Wang Yuan and Lu Manganese, was simply too astonishing.
Ye Wushuang discarded the broadsword and stood on the arena, speaking again, "Who else is there?"
After waiting for a while, another person stepped onto the stage, and the third match began...
However, Ye Wushuang still stood firm on the arena, defending his victory, once again defeating his opponent with a display of fist techniques.
Then, the fourth, fifth, sixth matches...
As the number of matches Ye Wushuang fought in increased, the crowd of warriors surrounding the arena grew larger and larger.
Mo Xiao was also getting a bit excited at this point.
The life and death arena is one of the main sources of income for the Soul-Devouring Hall. The more of a sensation Ye Wushuang could create, the more it would attract these gamblers to place bets, which was a good thing.
These desperate men reveled in the thrill of such brutal fights, and the Soul-Devouring Hall could make a hefty profit!
On stage, Ye Wushuang continued to compete, becoming more and more fierce with each match.
"Xiao, what's going on?"
At some point, a middle-aged man in a purple robe appeared beside Mo Xiao. The man had a dignified presence and an extraordinary temperament, and he was also extremely curious.
There were more than a dozen arenas in the life and death arena, but at this time, the vast majority of people were gathered around this one arena, which was quite strange and rare to see.
"Uncle Xuan!"
Seeing the newcomer, Mo Xiao immediately smiled and said, "Our Soul-Devouring Hall has a distinguished guest!"
She then explained the whole story. After listening, Mo Xuan's expression also became colorful.
"He is... Ye Wushuang?"
Mo Xiao nodded.
Ye Wushuang, wearing a mask and taking on the persona of Mie Yun, who could associate this young man, who was wreaking havoc on the life and death arena, with the barely breathing Ye Wushuang from the Ye family?
"That's great."
Mo Xuan, as the head of the Soul-Devouring Hall, held a lofty status, comparable to the heads of the four major families in Liuyue City.
"Regardless of whether he is Ye Wushuang or Mie Yun, being able to create a sensation, if we operate it well, it will be a considerable income!"
Mo Xuan looked at the arena and then said, "Bring over the other several warriors in the hall who have won more than ten matches at the fifth realm level."
Mo Xiao's eyes brightened, and she nodded.
The competition continued.
However, gradually, more and more people began to bet on Ye Wushuang.
The tenth match!
Ye Wushuang won again!
And the entire arena around had already been filled with a cacophony of voices.
"This kid is really amazing. The moment I saw him, I knew he was extraordinary."
"Old Chu, you didn't say that just now. When I asked you to place a bet, you were still hesitant."
"Go away, don't remind me of my folly!"
"Who is this young man from our Liuyue City? When did such a formidable young man appear in our Liuyue City?"
"I don't know..."
Winning ten matches in a row, defeating ten warriors of the fifth realm of the refining body, this record is truly remarkable.
Moreover, the opponents of this Mie Yun are getting stronger and stronger.
The tenth one killed was a tough guy who had previously won fifteen matches.
Amid the cheers, Ye Wushuang was now preparing to leave the stage.
Ten matches, won five thousand taels of silver, enough to cover the Ye family's expenses for a while.
Seeing Ye Wushuang about to leave the stage, everyone felt somewhat unsatisfied.
"Young Master Mie Yun, are you leaving now?"
But at this moment, a voice suddenly rang out at the edge of the arena.
"I am Yun Chang from the Yun family, I would like to have a match with Young Master Mie Yun, how about that?"
A figure stepped out at the edge of the arena, walking onto the stage step by step, looking at Ye Wushuang with a faint smile.
Yun family, Yun Chang!
Seeing Yun Chang appear, many people couldn't help but feel a burst of excitement.
This life and death arena in the Soul-Devouring Hall is not only for those fighting for their lives, but also many talented young people from wealthy families in Liuyue City often come here.
The path of martial arts is either progress or retreat, life and death are just a thought apart.
These children from wealthy families, trained in their families, often practice with each other, without risking their lives, and some talents naturally find it boring, so they come to the Soul-Devouring Hall to participate in the life and death arena, not only to experience real fighting, improve their strength, but also to enhance their fame in Liuyue City.
Yun Chang is one of these children from a prestigious family.
Yun Chang, who is seventeen years old, has already reached the sixth realm of the refining body and is a direct descendant of the Yun family, a representative figure of the current generation of talents.
He is also a regular in this life and death arena, having won thirty matches undefeated at the fifth realm level, and after breaking through to the sixth realm of the refining body, he won nine matches in a row. He is a celebrity in the Soul-Devouring Hall and is quite famous in the entire Liuyue City.
At this moment, Ye Wushuang, who was preparing to leave the stage, heard this name and was slightly stunned, and his steps stopped.
Yun family, Yun Chang!
What a familiar name!
Memories from his mind emerged, and last night at the Yun family's residence, it was this Yun Chang who led him to Yun Ziyan's room and brought people to catch him in bed!
"You piece of trash, you even dare to think about joining our Yun family? A toad wants to eat swan meat, but doesn't even pee to look at yourself! I spit!"
Ye Wushuang clearly remembered Yun Chang's words and expression of disgust and hatred at the time.
Slowly turning around, Ye Wushuang looked at Yun Chang.
Dressed in a green outfit and holding a paper fan, Yun Chang, who looked calm and confident, enjoyed the gaze of the surrounding people.
"Do you want to compete with me?" Ye Wushuang asked.
"That's right."
Yun Chang said with a smile, "I am at the sixth realm of the refining body, but after watching the match just now, I feel that Young Master Mie Yun has the strength to compete with the sixth realm."
"The rules in the Soul-Devouring Hall, for the battle across realms, if you win, the reward is doubled. Even if you lose and die, the silver you won before will belong to your family." Speaking of this, Yun Chang paused and said with a smile, "If you agree to compete with me, I can give you an additional ten thousand taels of silver, how about that?"
At this time, Miss Mo Xiao at the edge of the arena said, "Young Master Mie Yun, if a warrior of a higher realm challenges you, you can also refuse."
Yun Chang's appearance was purely accidental and not arranged by the Soul-Devouring Hall.
You can refuse?
But why refuse?
Ye Wushuang's delicate face under the mask, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a smile.
A仇 enemy who comes to his door to die, how could Ye Wushuang not agree!
"I agree!"
At this moment, Ye Wushuang's voice not only surprised Mo Xuan and Mo Xiao, but also made the surrounding audience exclaim.
Yun Chang, who is at the sixth realm, has won nine matches in a row and is an absolute tough character in this life and death arena.
Ye Wushuang has won ten matches in a row, and his record is indeed astonishing, but the gap between the fifth and sixth realm... is huge!
This Ye Wushuang really dared to agree.
Outside the arena, Mo Xiao said in disbelief, "He really... agreed..."
Beside her, the head of the hall, Mo Xuan, said with a smile, "What a great kid, it seems he is holding back a breath, and he dares to agree to this, I really doubt what the Yun family said is true..."
Could such a young man with backbone and tenacity be the person who did such a despicable thing?