414: C414 Arena

C414 Arena

Qilin City, the sacred pond area.

The entire city was divided into eight parts. East, west, north, southeast and northeast. Southwest, northwest, southwest, and west.

The sacred pond region was located at the center of the eight sections of the city region. Some of the important public facilities, including the Celestial Mansion where the Elder Council was located, were located in the sacred pond region.

At this moment, in the sacred pond area, on the Qilin Square, a huge arena had already activated the Formation.

According to the Elder Council's latest order -

Any martial artist who entered the Qilin City was not allowed to fight privately. If there were any disputes, they could go to the arena in the Sacred Lake District to fight. If they attacked outside the arena, they would immediately be expelled from the realm after being discovered. They would never be allowed to enter the Mystic Fire Mountain Range again. Those who violated this rule would be executed immediately!

Once this order was issued, All the martial practitioners in the Qilin City attached great importance to it.

After all, this was an order jointly made by the eight Overlord Level Power families in their own territory. No one would doubt its seriousness.

Even if it was those foreign Overlord Level Power who were as powerful as any of the eight major powers in Qilin City, they still had to give face to the Elder Council. If there was any conflict, they would have to come to the arena and compete.

However, very quickly, many warriors who came here to fight discovered an embarrassing problem. That was, there were too many people in Qilin City, and there were too many people who wanted to fight in this arena.

As for the arena. . .

It couldn't be said to be too few, but only one!

It was like, a hundred people in a rush to go to the toilet, but there was only one pit!

This resulted in many people wanting to go on stage to fight, but in the end, they discovered that they couldn't queue up at all, so they could only watch helplessly from below.

As for those martial artists with lower cultivation levels, they did not even have the qualifications to queue up.

To ask. . .

Two Sovereign Stage martial artists had a strong smell of gunpowder. They wanted to fight on the stage, but at this time, it was a Nirvana Stage martial artist's turn to go on the stage. Those two Sovereign Stage martial artists ran over and wanted to cut in line. Who would dare to not give up their seats?

Gradually, the warriors below the Sovereign Stage did not even dare to sign up. Everyone was waiting below the stage. They would let these warriors with the highest cultivation finish fighting first.

And as a result, the arena competition on the Qilin Square gradually changed. Most of the people who came here before were going to fight to the death according to the rules, but gradually, as more and more Sovereign Stage warriors fought on the arena, the audience's goal changed.

After all. . .

A battle between Sovereign Stage martial artists was not something that could be seen so easily.

On the Qilin Square, there were many Sovereign Stage warriors fighting each other every day. For any warrior who wanted to broaden their horizons and broaden their horizons, this was a great opportunity that couldn't be missed.

Nothing could be better than watching two powerful warriors fight on the same stage. For a moment, the entire Qilin Square was filled with people.

And the Sovereign Stage martial artists who were fighting on this stage had gradually changed from a competition of personal strength to a competition of personal strength. They had no grudges with each other and had to take the initiative to fight on the stage.

Among them, some of them were fighting with other Sovereign Stage warriors because the secret realm was about to open. Powerful warriors from all over the Tianhuo State had gathered in the Qilin City. There were all kinds of Sovereign Stage warriors with all kinds of skills. It was a rare experience for many Sovereign Stage warriors who were warlike.

There were also some who enjoyed being under the spotlight. The feeling of fighting to their heart's content. . . The young geniuses of the various factions were the main ones in this category.

A Overlord Level Power like the eight major powers of Qilin City, the strongest amongst the young disciples, usually possessed the strength of a Sovereign Stage or above, and was called a 'Saint' genius.

This meant that those who obtained the title of 'Saint' would definitely become a Saint in the future, and they would enjoy the same amount of resources as a Saint in their respective powers.

Not long after the arena on the Qilin Square was built, the Elders Council noticed the change in direction and made the Saints of the various factions take the initiative to turn the arena into a sparring event.

When Chu Yun and the Xu siblings arrived at the Qilin Square, outside the huge arena, Wu Yang and Wu Yang were already crowded with people. It was a bit too conservative to say that they were the center of attention.

"Master, who do you think will win this competition?"

"It's hard to say. . . One of them is the Saint Son of the High Firmament Sect, Qi Wuhen, and the other one is the Saint Son of the Broken Sky Raging Blade Sect, Guiyuan Yidao. Both of them have reached the Sovereign Stage at such a young age, and they have been nurtured by all the resources of their own sect. It is still unknown who will win or lose. . . "

"Who will win? I saw that Guiyuan Yidao's blade technique was extremely sharp. When he attacked forcefully, Qi Wuhen could only dodge. He must have gained the upper hand! "

"It's just a momentary advantage. Qi Wuhen won in his movement technique. Naturally, he has to deal with the attack of the Returning Origin Blade like this. When the attack of the Returning Origin Blade is about to stop, it will be the time for Qi Wuhen to counterattack. However, I'm afraid that it is impossible to tell who will win and who will lose in the end. "

"Why can't we tell who will win?"

"Both of them are top geniuses trained by Overlord Level Power with all their strength. There isn't much difference between their strength. The main focus of this combat arena is to spar with each other. If it isn't time for them to put their lives on the line, it won't be so easy for them to determine who will win or lose. They should stop after a few rounds. "

"Then Master, can you win if you go up? The two of them have just entered the Sovereign Stage, and you have been cultivating in this realm for many years. I don't think they are a match for you, right? "

"Cough, cough, cough. . . What are you talking about? Master is so old, how could he possibly bully the two of them? Relax and watch, stop chattering. . . "

“. . . ”

The master and disciple were talking animatedly in front of them. Chu Yun couldn't help but smile when he heard them.

As for the Xu siblings, after they squeezed to Chu Yun's side, they also widened their eyes and looked at the battle on the stage. When they saw the two young Sovereign Stage controlling the wind and clouds on the stage, and each of their movements was filled with the power of heaven and earth shattering, they couldn't help but have serious expressions on their faces.

"So strong. . . "

Xu Zewen took a deep breath, and his face was filled with difficulty. He said, "These two Saints are much younger than me, but their strength is far greater than mine. I am no match for any one of them. "

Although he was also a Sovereign Stage warrior, he was much older than the two Saints on the stage. He was already in his thirties, and even if their cultivation levels were the same, a Sovereign Stage warrior who was raised by a small family like him could never be compared to an Overlord Level Power Saint.

Xu Yawen looked at the competition on the stage, and at Chu Yun's side profile. He couldn't help but ask in a soft voice. "Benefactor, who do you think is stronger?"

"It's about the same. "

Chu Yun smiled. His gaze continued to land on Qi Wuhen's right hand as he said, "In this competition, Qi Wuhen's chances of winning should be a little higher. "

"Why?"

Xu Ya Wen could not understand what was going on and asked curiously.

"Because he really wants to win. "

As Chu Yun spoke, he saw that the battle on the arena had reached a critical stage. The Guiyuan Saber had slashed out dozens of enormous saber intents, sealing off all the space in front of him.

Qi Wuhen's figure was moving through the gap between the saber Qi, almost sticking to the edge of the saber Qi and leaping forward.

. . . "What?!"

Guiyuan Yidao's expression changed slightly. He had originally planned to end the fight after this fight. Who would have thought that Qi Wuhen would use such a risky method to counter the dozens of saber Qi flowing toward him!

One had to know that the test of this movement technique was no longer as simple as being harsh. If Qi Wuhen was even the slightest bit careless, he would be severely injured by the saber qi!

But. . .

Qi Wuhen had succeeded. He stuck close to the dozens of saber Qi and appeared in front of Guiyuan Yidao in a flash. Even though Guiyuan Yidao was retreating, he still moved closer to Guiyuan Yidao. His right palm, which had been accumulating for a long time, exploded with a loud bang, releasing a force that could topple mountains and overturn seas.

* Hong! *

Guiyuan Yidao raised his long saber and tried his best to block it. However, before the old force disappeared, he was still unable to block Qi Wuhen's powerful strike.

The palm energy hit the blade of Guiyuan Yidao. It pressed on the blade and hit Guiyuan Yidao's chest.

Thump, thump, thump -

Guiyuan Yidao retreated several steps in a row. His blood and Qi were surging. Not only that, his face was flushed red. He forcefully swallowed a mouthful of blood. When he raised his head again, I. . .

Victory and defeat had been decided. He had lost!

The arena was silent for a long time. Then, a wave of shouts erupted. Many people stood up with flushed faces. Their faces were filled with excitement.

Even in a safe place, as they watched the people on the arena compete, they still couldn't help but place themselves in that dangerous battle. When the side they supported won, the excitement, joy, and satisfaction were extremely intense.

Not to mention, when Qi Wuhen attacked just now, it could be said to be an ultimate counterattack. That wave of attack had passed through the dozens of saber Qi. It could be said to be extremely exquisite and ingenious, and was extremely dangerous!

If there was even the slightest mistake, Qi Wuhen's hand and feet would be chopped off, and he would end up being seriously injured. However, he had passed through it and countered the enemy with a single strike!

"Brother Qi, this is great!"

On the side of the arena, dozens of disciples of the Ling Xiao Sect stood up and cheered for Qi Wuhen.

Among them, there were also many beautiful girls who had stunned time. No matter whether they were senior sisters or junior sisters, they all looked at Qi Wuhen with admiration and joy. They were so excited that their faces turned red.

On the other side, the Returning Origin Blade that had been knocked back by Qi Wuhen's palm had wanted to fight again several times. However, the hidden force that Qi Wuhen had left in his body had never been resolved.

In the end, he sighed bitterly, turned around, and walked off the arena.

The arena competition was like this. The victor enjoyed the cheers of tens of thousands of people. Flowers and pursuits came like a tide, and the loser could only leave the arena in dejection.

On the arena, Qi Wuhen stood on the spot with a faint smile on his lips. He looked at Guiyuan Yidao's back as he left the arena, but he did not move. He still stood on the arena.

"Could it be that he wants to fight again?"

"He has also used many trump cards to defeat the Son of the Sky Breaking Raging Blade Sect. It is obvious that he is at a disadvantage in this battle. Could it be that he did not use his full strength just now and still has other trump cards?"

"I wonder which Overlord Level Power Saint will come up to challenge him. This Qi Wuhen must have something to rely on for his confidence. I'm really curious. . . "

“. . . ”

The crowd below started discussing amongst themselves. On the pavilions around the square, there were also seven young men and women who were looking at the martial arts competition through the windows.

These seven people were the same as Qi Wuhen. They were the Saints and Saintesses of the eight major powers in Qilin City. When they saw that Qi Wuhen had won the match and was still standing in the arena, they couldn't help but laugh.

"This guy still likes to show off. When he defeated Guiyuan Yidao, he was already relying on luck. Let's fight again next time. If his opponent can figure out his path, it will be interesting!"

A young man in a blue robe said indifferently, playing with a crystal clear jade cup in his hand. As he lightly shook it, the jade cup flowed with fine wine that was filled with dense Spiritual Qi.

"Those country bumpkins from the outside have no rules in the Qilin City. It's not bad to let Qi Wuhen kill their spirit. When he wins another round, the reputation of the Qilin City will be deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. At that time, we will have to change people to fight again. We can't let those guys from the outside win the next round. "

Another handsome young man in black spoke in a deep voice. He had a tough and strong temperament. He looked mighty without being angry. It made people feel that they had to be careful when facing him.

"Yo, Lan Jing. Look, your old good friend is about to make a move!"

At this time, a red-clothed and delicate woman looked teasingly at the blue-clothed youth who had spoken first. She gestured in the direction of the arena with her mouth.

Not long after Qi Wuhen had defeated Guiyuan Yidao, a woman in white with a sword slowly walked toward the arena.

"Ling Aomei of the Holy Snow Sect. . . "

The black-clothed youth, Xu Tianyuan, frowned. His expression was somewhat ugly as he said, "Their Holy Snow Sect martial artists are skilled in ice techniques and can freeze the surroundings. They naturally have a suppressive effect on a martial artist like Qi Wuhen who specializes in speed and movement techniques. I'm afraid Qi Wuhen will not be able to defeat her in this match. "

The red-clothed woman smiled and said, "It's fine. Let Lan Jing speak with Ling Aomei. She will not fight Qi Wuhen!"

"Lin Xiaoxiao, stop fanning the flames here!"2

Lan Jing's face darkened as she said.

. . . "Stop arguing!"

At this time, another purple robed female frowned slightly and said, "Ling Aomei got someone to fight first. Someone went up the stage!"

As soon as she finished speaking, everyone was stunned and was very surprised in their hearts. They did not know which audacious guy dared to be stronger than Ling Aomei. Could it be that he did not know that the women of the Holy Snow Sect were the most vengeful and narrow-minded?

However, he saw that the person who was stronger than Ling Aomei was an extremely unfamiliar face. He looked to be in his early twenties.

"Who is that person? Have you seen him before?"

"He looks too young. I can't tell his cultivation level. . . Which faction does he come from?"

“. . . ”

Similar discussions and questions appeared on the Qilin Square. Not only did the Saints and Holy Ladies of the various factions not see the figure in white, but the crowd watching from below was also unfamiliar with this person.

Only the Xu siblings looked nervously at Chu Yun who had walked onto the arena. Their hearts couldn't help but pound. Just now, they had been in a daze when they saw Chu Yun walking straight up to the stage.

"Big brother, is Benefactor alright?"

Xu Yawen looked nervous.

"He should be fine. . . "

Xu Zewen swallowed a mouthful of saliva and comforted his sister, "Benefactor has the strength to instantly kill an ordinary Sovereign Stage warrior. He must have already reached the first grade of the Saint realm. Although I am no match for Qi Wuhen, benefactor should be able to do it, but. . . "

"But what?"

Xu Yawen became anxious and said, "Brother, don't just say half of what you want to say!"

Xu Zewen looked to the side with a bitter smile and looked at the woman in white below the arena. He said, "It's just that. . . Benefactor choosing this time to go up the arena is not wise. . . That white clothed female. . . It was the Holy Maiden of the Holy Snow Sect, Ling Aomei, a member of the Holy Snow Sect. She cultivated the Heartless Technique and her personality was usually very cold. Moreover, they held grudges. His benefactor rushed to the stage before Ling Aomei. I'm afraid he will bear a grudge later. "

"Ah?"

Xu Yawen was stunned. "Then what should we do?"

"I don't know. Let's wait and see. . . "

Xu Zewen sighed softly.

On the other side, on the arena, Qi Wuhen looked at Chu Yun who had walked onto the stage. He raised his eyebrows slightly. He was very surprised by this opponent who had suddenly appeared.

It was because he had never seen Chu Yun before and was not clear about his background. At the same time, it was also because Chu Yun dared to fight with Ling Aomei in front of her. One should know that the woman was not someone to be trifled with.

As expected. . .

The moment Chu Yun went on stage, the white-clad female who was walking towards the ring immediately frowned.

"Where did this unreasonable person come from? Don't you even understand the principle of first come first serve?"

Ling Aomei stared at Chu Yun on the stage and said coldly, "Come down!"

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