372: C372 See You on the Martial Arts Arena

C372 See You on the Martial Arts Arena

Ten times, three billion! A Heavenly Soul Stage Expert's net worth was generally between one billion to two billion.

Kunlun Old Devil was at the second level of the Golden Dragon Realm, and his net worth was at least five billion. This did not include the savings in the Kunlun Mountain warehouse.

He was actually willing to use half of his net worth to exchange for a maid. It could be seen that the upper echelons held the Half Demon Servant Girl in high regard.

"No way!" It was the same word that came out of Ye Feng's mouth.

The tea cup of Reverend Yang Ming, who was sitting by the side, trembled. He gulped and said, "Senior Ye, that's three billion! It was ten times more than before."

In his opinion, this deal was worth it.

But in Ye Feng's eyes, how could martial arts resources be measured with money? Moreover, since he had mastered the Spatial Inscription, how much money he had was only a number.

Ye Feng's firm attitude caused Kunlun Old Devil to be slightly angry. He thought in his heart, on what basis should he reject a Golden Dragon Stage expert?

"Since it's something Fellow Taoist Ye values, then this old man won't force you! There are still about ten days left before the battle begins, why did fellow Daoist come so early?" The old devil changed the topic.

"I'm here to look for opportunities and prepare to step into the peak!" Ye Feng said.

After six cups, the wine had been drunk three times. Daoist Yangming was in charge of arranging accommodation for him, as well as giving him a map of Kunlun Mountain's Heavenly Palace. There were some places he could go, and some places he couldn't go.

Ye Feng couldn't be bothered to look at things that involved the secrets of the sect.

On the way to the peak of Martial Field, Feng Ziran finally said, "Master, Zi Ran really isn't worth three billion!"

Ye Feng looked at her and said, "In my eyes, you are not only a maid, but also a combat partner! Martial artists abandon their combat partners, treating it as shameful."

It was like a beastmaster's mount. If a beastmaster died, so would his mount! If the mount dies, the beastmaster will also withdraw from the world of martial arts.

This was the beastmaster's feelings for the Devil Beast. Neither of them could be missing.

Feng Ziran was touched. She wanted to hug this handsome master, but didn't dare.

Although he was easy to get along with normally, as his subordinate, he had to be tense at all times.

The Martial Field located at the top of the mountain was very wide and could accommodate a hundred thousand people.

It was like cutting a mountain flat at the waist, and then cutting the hollow in the middle. The huge platform at the center was the Martial Field.

In principle, before the start of the battle, both parties were not allowed to enter the Martial Field, in case they secretly tampered with it.

Daoist Priest White Brow had already greeted him earlier, so when Ye Feng came up, no one dared to stop him.

Very quickly, the two of them stood at the edge of the highest level of the Martial Field, overlooking the huge funnel-shaped plaza.

"Master, what are we doing here?" Feng Ziran was puzzled.

"We are here to fight, of course!"

"Who do you want to fight?"

Ye Feng smiled and pointed to his chest. "I want to fight Kazuko!"

Defeating others was not the strongest. Only by defeating oneself could one break through the limit and achieve a new height!

"Master always says things that Zi Ran does not understand!" Feng Ziran curled her lips and said.

"You will understand in the future! But it seems like there is a guy below waiting for us!"

Ye Feng took a step forward and jumped down from the sky. He easily landed on the fighting stage that was a hundred meters below.0

At this moment, the man who was sitting on the fighting stage slowly opened his eyes. He was filled with killing intent.

"Ye Feng, you and I are both greater celestial cultivation base. Let's have a fight in Martial Field! The loser will leave Lin Xuan!" Chu Haotian sneered.

He was at the peak of the greater celestial level. How could he lose?

Ye Feng shook his head, feeling that this guy was unreasonable. However, he still agreed. It was not for any other reason. He just treated it as a warm-up for his sparring partner!

"Come on! The loser leaves Lin Xuan." He smiled lightly.

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