235: C235 The Weirdest Fight

C235 The Weirdest Fight

The entire arena fell into silence. Everyone stopped fighting and looked at Ye Hongtian in shock, not even daring to breathe.

The audience in the audience were still paying attention to Feng Zi Ling, but the moment Ye Hong Tian released his qi wave, their eyes were deeply attracted by Ye Hong Tian.

Ye Hong Tian slowly stood up, tidied his slightly wrinkled clothes, and continued to walk towards his next target. He always had a smile on his face.

After Ye Hong Tian started to move again, most of the contestants in the ring fell into a panic. They hid left and right, afraid that Ye Hong Tian would find them.

Those who did not fall into panic were also covered in cold sweat. Although their minds were a bit better than most people, they did not want Ye Hong Tian to find them.

"Abstain! Abstain! I forfeit! "

"Referee! I'm not playing anymore! Let me go!"

" Ah! Mommy! A demon! It's too terrifying! "

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The arena was in chaos. People kept giving up. Some people even peed their pants when they saw Ye Hong Tian walking towards him.

Because of Ye Hong Tian, there were less than 20 people left in the ring not long after the fight started. The others had already given up.

Ye Hongtian was helpless in the face of such a situation. The power he had shown was too strong. No one fought with him. The power he had shown was too weak and he could not finish the fight quickly. It was very difficult!

"Cough! Cough! I'll watch you guys fight, I'll watch you guys fight. The last few will be left to you, Brother Feng." Ye Hong Tian coughed awkwardly and said.

Feng Ziling was still in shock and had yet to recover from his shock. When he heard Ye Hong Tian say that the last few were for him, he came back to his senses.

He secretly gave Ye Hong Tian a thumbs up and then started to walk towards his next opponent.

Without Ye Hong Tian's interference, the deathmatch in the ring was still very exciting. At least, it was not a one-sided battle. Just like those people who were killed by Ye Hong Tian, they died before even touching Ye Hong Tian's clothes.

These people who did not give up were all at the sixth or seventh level of Qi Cultivating Realm. Their quality was still very high. Their strength was above the average combat strength of this realm. It was a very good training for Feng Ziling.

Feng Ziling's strength after breaking through to the sixth level of Qi Refinement was comparable to the peak of the sixth level. This was still the situation where he had not completely stabilized himself. After a few more rounds of battle to stabilize his cultivation, he should be able to defeat a martial artist at the seventh level of Qi Refinement.

However, Feng Ziling's following actions made Ye Hongtian a little surprised. He actually did not find an opponent at the sixth level of Qi Refinement to stabilize his cultivation. Instead, he directly found an opponent at the seventh level of Qi Refinement.

The other few people very tacitly did not disturb Feng Zi Ling's battle with this seventh level of Qi Refinement martial artist and started to fight on their own.

Ye Hongtian was drinking tea by the side and watching Feng Ziling's battle. He had a look of enjoyment on his face and was incomparably relaxed.

This chaotic battle would be the most bizarre chaotic battle since the creation of the deathmatch. In an instant, less than twenty people were left from the battle of over a hundred people. Moreover, there was also someone leisurely drinking tea.

The battle between the ring's Wei Zi Ling and that Qi Disciple Seventh Realm martial artist had already entered into a white-hot state. Both of them used injuries in exchange for injuries. After a few moves, they were already covered in injuries.

Originally, Feng Zi Ling was only at the Qi Disciple Sixth Realm, and a Qi Disciple Seventh Realm martial artist exchanging injuries for injuries should be a huge loss, but Feng Zi Ling used a very mysterious method of dispelling the opponent's strength by at least 30%.

Without this 30% strength, that Qi Disciple level seven martial artist should have been able to suppress Feng Zi Ling, but even if he used all of his strength, he could only fight with Feng Zi Ling to the point of mutual destruction. Furthermore, Feng Zi Ling actually faintly had the upper hand.

This result made Ye Hongtian a little surprised. Logically speaking, that seventh level Qi Refinement martial artist should not be so weak, but the result would not be fake even if it was placed here.

Ye Hongtian narrowed his eyes and sized up that Seventh Stage Qi Refinement martial artist, his face revealing an expression of 'so it was like this.'

"I didn't expect Feng Zhiling to have so many methods. Unfortunately, he was born in the wrong place. If it were outside, he would have already become a monstrous genius of his generation." Ye Hongtian thought in his heart as he drank his tea.

Just now, Ye Hongtian had sensed two kinds of poison aura from the body of that Qi Disciple at the seventh level of Qi Refining. These two poisons were hidden too well. If he hadn't carefully felt them, he might not have been able to sense them.

The toxicity of these two poisons was not great, but they were not easy to detect. They could attack the opponent's body. By the time the opponent realized that he had been poisoned, it was already too late. This was the same as boiling a frog in warm water.

He believed that the seventh stage Qi Refinement realm martial artist would soon discover the poison in his body. However, when he discovered it, it would be the time for him to die.1

Sure enough, Ye Hongtian expected it. After the two exchanged a few more moves, that Qi Disciple Seventh Realm martial artist's legs suddenly went limp and he staggered and nearly fell to the ground.

He knelt on one knee, clutching his heart as he panted heavily. His eyes were completely red, and a trickle of blood flowed out of his nostrils.

"Despicable! He actually used poison!"

This seventh level Qi Refinement martial artist raised his head with great difficulty and glared angrily at Feng Ziling. Then, with a "plop," he fell down, foaming at the mouth and losing his breath.

Feng Zi Ling lowered his head and looked at the corpse on the ground. A look of contempt appeared on his face as he said, "My Absolute Kill Tower's best use of poison is known by everyone in the world. You didn't guard against me using poison, yet you still call me despicable. I don't think your death is unjust."

As he finished speaking, he looked at the remaining few participants. The battles on his side were the slowest. Those martial artists had already finished two matches, and there were even some who had finished three matches.

Feng Ziling turned his head to look at Ye Hongtian, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground. A fighting spirit rose in his heart, and he strode towards Ye Hongtian.

The surrounding participants saw Feng Ziling walk towards Ye Hongtian, their faces filled with shock. Before they could hide from Ye Hongtian, Feng Ziling had actually taken the initiative to look for Ye Hongtian.

"Brother Mu, I want to fight you directly, is that alright?" Feng Zi Ling came in front of Ye Hong Tian and cupped his fist and bowed.

Hearing this, Ye Hongtian suddenly stood up from the ground. He patted Feng Ziling's shoulder and said with a smile, "Yes, yes, why not? Since Brother Feng wants to fight me, I will definitely fight you to the end. Hahaha."

Seeing that Ye Hong Tian agreed to his request without thinking, Feng Zi Ling was stunned. Then, he smiled and made an inviting gesture to Ye Hong Tian. The two of them went to the center of the ring.

Everyone was interested in the confrontation between two powerhouses of the younger generation. Those few contestants also consciously forfeited the competition and found a seat in the audience seats.

Only Ye Hong Tian and Feng Zi Ling were left standing on the huge ring. They looked at each other. The two of them cupped their fists and bowed to each other. Their eyes were full of fighting spirit.

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