50: C50 A Duel Between Ordinary Martial Artists

C50 A Duel Between Ordinary Martial Artists

"When the time comes, I hope Brother Mu won't be stingy in revealing his strength. My name is Ouyang Hui, let's have a pleasant cooperation." The middle-aged man put his hands behind his back and smiled.

When Ye Hong Tian heard the words Ouyang, he was stunned for a moment. Then, he responded with a smile and nodded. He turned his head to look at the two people in the arena and asked, "Brother Ouyang, who do you think will survive?"

Ouyang Hui looked at the two people in the arena when Ye Hong Tian asked this question. He rubbed his chin and thought for a while before saying, "I think the martial artist with the spear has a higher chance of winning."

"Oh? What do you mean?"

"In this deathmatch, one must fight to the death. If the enemy doesn't die, then I die. The two of them wanted to fight to the death. However, they couldn't tell who would win and who would lose in terms of strength. So, they started to observe from the things that would help them. This type of weapon is not very suitable for this type of deathmatch, but a spear, this type of weapon, can be used as a rod. The tip of the spear can kill the enemy. "

"Mm, Brother Ouyang's words are reasonable, but I feel that this rod wielding martial artist will win. Why don't we make a bet?"

Ye Hong Tian had maintained a smiling expression from beginning to end, and that smile was filled with confidence. This caused Ouyang Hui to panic in his heart.

Glancing at Ye Hongtian, Ouyang Hui laughed and said, "Hahaha, Brother Mu, I'm afraid you have some confidence in yourself. I don't do things that I don't have confidence in. I won't bet on this."

Ye Hong Tian smiled and nodded. The expression on his face did not change, but in his heart, he was cursing Ouyang Hui for being a coward. This Ouyang Hui was too cautious.

Ye Hongtian had no choice but to watch the match quietly.

The two people who were meditating slowly stood up. Both of their faces were extremely solemn. They just stood there and looked at each other.

Suddenly, the martial artist with the stick rushed forward and swept his stick towards the waist of the spear-wielding martial artist. He attacked as soon as he said so. The spear-wielding martial artist was clearly caught off guard by this move. His leg bones had already shattered and he was unable to dodge this attack. He could only thrust the spear into the ground and use his hand to support the spear to resist.

The two weapons collided. The spear-wielding martial artist retreated several dozen steps before he could stabilize his body.

In the audience, Ouyang Hui frowned as he saw this. It was reasonable to say that as long as the staff wasn't unable to move, it could be dodged. But, this spear-wielding martial artist had chosen to receive it head on. This made Ouyang Hui feel very puzzled.

Turning his head to look at Ye Hongtian, Ye Hongtian was still watching the match with a smile on his face. This made Ouyang Hui feel as if Ye Hong Tian had known from the very beginning that this would happen. His pupils couldn't help but shrink. Suppressing his wild thoughts, he looked at the competition with a solemn expression.

After the spear-wielding martial artist was swept away by the staff, he switched from defense to attack. The spearhead danced in the air, and with a kick, the spear thrust straight towards the spear-wielding martial artist's chest. His speed was extremely fast, and in an instant, he arrived in front of the spear-wielding martial artist.

The spear-wielding martial artist swung the staff horizontally, and his body leaned to the side, blocking the spear tip. He let go of his left hand, grabbed the spear shaft, and swung the staff with his right hand towards the shoulder of the spear-wielding martial artist.

The spear-wielding martial artist's body spun in the air and struggled free from the spear-wielding martial artist's left hand. His body leaned backwards, and he tumbled backwards.

After retreating several dozen feet, the two of them looked at each other with vigilant expressions. They did not attack each other.

"Ah, this spear-wielding martial artist is really about to die. Brother Mu should have noticed the hidden injuries on this spear-wielding martial artist's body long ago. I admire this kind of sharp observation ability."

Ouyang Hui sighed and cupped his fists at Ye Hong Tian.

Ye Hong Tian did not speak and continued watching the deathmatch below the stage with a smile on his face. The spear-wielding martial artist had already lost this deathmatch. The longer it dragged on, the greater the advantage the spear-wielding martial artist would have. When the spear-wielding martial artist had a flaw because of his own injuries, it would be the time for him to fall.

Sure enough, the moment the two of them fought for half a cup of tea, just as they were about to collide, the spear-wielding martial artist's body suddenly swayed. The spear-wielding martial artist seized this opportunity and smashed his staff towards the spear-wielding martial artist's left shoulder. The spear-wielding martial artist did not have time to block it. He was directly smashed to the ground by the staff. The spear-wielding martial artist smashed his staff towards the spear-wielding martial artist's head again. Instantly, brain matter splattered everywhere and blood filled the ground. He could not be more dead.

When the competition ended, it was not easy for the staff-wielding martial artist to win either. There were many spear wounds on his body. As expected, he would be defeated in the next competition.

As the pole wielding martial artist left the arena, Ye Hongtian also stood up. He bowed to Ouyang Hui and said, "Brother Ouyang, I will take my leave today. See you tomorrow."

With that, he left the arena and prepared to return to his room to rest. After Ye Hongtian left, Ouyang Hui looked at Ye Hongtian's back and couldn't help but smile.

He clapped his hands and a black shadow appeared behind Ouyang Hui. The black shadow knelt on one knee and respectfully asked: "Master, what are your orders?"

"Investigate this Mu Hong for me. This Mu Hong's identity is definitely not simple. I want all the information regarding this Mu Hong and the people related to him!"

Ouyang Hui did not even look at the black figure as he said with a smile.

The black figure responded and slowly disappeared, as if this person had not appeared at all.

Ouyang Hui looked in the direction where Ye Hong Tian had disappeared and sneered, "Mu Hong, just obediently be my chess piece and help me earn money."0

Ye Hong Tian, who had left, did not hear what Ouyang Hui had said. However, he could faintly feel that this Ouyang Hui was not a good person.

After returning to his residence, Ye Hong Tian did not choose to continue cultivating because he had just broken through. After washing up, he went straight to bed and rested.

The night passed in the blink of an eye. There was no light in the room of the deathmatch. Ye Hong Tian slept until he woke up naturally. He felt indescribably comfortable from head to toe.

Ye Hong Tian couldn't see the sun nor knew when to choose. He could only summon the Heavenly Change and dance the mysterious sword technique. When he waved the fourth sword, he found that the purple qi had entered his body. It was still early in the morning. Ye Hongtian continued to dance. The first to the sixth sword of the mysterious sword art kept repeating this.

After practicing the mysterious sword technique for the whole morning, Ye Hongtian's bones were almost falling apart. He vaguely felt that something in his body had changed, but he could not say what it was. He could only put this problem aside.

After meditating for a while, Ye Hong Tian walked towards the entrance of the arena. When he came to the entrance of the arena, he found that Elder Sha was registering the warriors who were participating in the deathmatch today. He hurriedly walked over and greeted them.

Elder Sha ignored Ye Hong Tian. Ye Hong Tian could only awkwardly go to the back of the queue to register.

Elder Sha's registration was very quick. Very soon, it was Ye Hong Tian's turn. Elder Sha looked at Ye Hong Tian and coldly said, "Give me your identity token and tell me your current cultivation level."

Ye Hong Tian respectfully handed over the identity token and said: "Yesterday I was lucky enough to break through, and now I am at the 1st level of Qi Refinement."

Elder Sha's hand slightly paused as he took the token. He looked at Ye Hong Tian in surprise and said: "If I remember correctly, your name is Mu Hong, right?"

"That's right, it's my honor to have Elder Sha remember me." Ye Hong Tian said with a very honored expression, but he was stunned in the next moment.

"Did you cause the spiritual qi of heaven and earth in the Deathmatch Battleground to suddenly become thin?"

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