585: C585 Mass Strength Game

C585 Mass Strength Game

Within the life and death arena.

The four elders were all gathered together, quarreling non-stop. A purple-robed, blood-haired youth was sitting on the seat of honor, quietly watching the argument while remaining indifferent.

"Today is the deadline. If that Netherworld God does not appear again, it will ignore the rules of my Life and Death Arena. I must think of a way to kill him!" The Great Elder's face was flushed red, and the veins on his forehead were wriggling like Small Worm s.

"As for geniuses, we can relax the time limit slightly and win seventy-six battles in two months. This is a result that has never been achieved before. Underworld God cannot be killed." The Third Elder faced him with equal harshness.

"We must kill!"

"We can't kill him!"

"..."

The First Elder and the Third Elder were on the verge of a fight. The Second Elder and the Fourth Elder were silent. The Fourth Elder naturally stood on the side of the Third Elder.

The Second Elder, on the other hand, had changed his view of the underworld. As a result, he did not continue to support the Great Elder.

After all, a genius was extremely important to the life and death arena.

Moreover, the main purpose of the Life and Death Arena was not to earn money, but to do something else.

"Second Elder, do you have any objections?" The purple-robed youth suddenly spoke, and the meeting room immediately became silent.

The Second Elder's face slightly darkened. He took a deep breath and said, "Great Elder is right. No one can change the rules of the Life and Death Arena. Once there is a first time, there will be a second.

Hearing this, the Great Elder revealed a smile. However, the Second Elder continued to say, "Of course, what the Third Elder said makes sense. Hades is indeed a genius. It's a pity that he died like this."

At this point, the Second Elder looked at an hourglass in the distance and said, "The deadline is not up yet. Hades might appear."

"So what if he has appeared? In this half month, he has fought fifteen battles. According to the rules of the life and death arena, missed matches must be filled every day. Could it be that he can win fifteen battles in a row?" The Grand Elder smiled coldly.

He admitted that Dou Tian was strong, but if he wanted to continuously fight fifteen people, even Ye Luo and Tian Can might not be able to persevere.

The third elder's expression grew more and more unsightly, and he could only turn to look at the purple-robed youth.

"Dong, dong, dong!"

Suddenly, there was a knock at the door.

The Great Elder's expression turned grim as he opened the door with a raise of his hand. He shouted angrily, "Who allowed you to disturb the elder's meeting?"

A majestic killing intent swept towards the door, causing Waitress Xiao Ling's entire body to tremble, but right at that moment, a figure appeared in front of her.

"Little Ling, what are you doing here?" He had told Little Ling that she must inform him as soon as she came back.

"Third Elder, Ming …" "Mister Hades is back." Little Ling trembled in fear. Her face was extremely pale and she almost kneeled down.

"Oh?" The Third Elder's eyes lit up as he laughed heartily, "Little Ling, you did well. Go and inform the Dark God and let him prepare."

The Great Elder's expression was extremely ugly as he said in a strange tone, "I want to see how he will survive these fifteen deathmatch battles."

"Grand Elder, the opponents before the eighty victories were arranged by me." The third elder did not back down in the slightest.

Before, Hades had already won 76 matches. Even if he won 80, he would only have 4 matches. As for the remaining 11 matches, the Great Elder definitely wouldn't miss the chance to kill Duotian.

This was because the Great Clan Elder had already felt threatened. If Dou Tian were to achieve a ninety percent victory, he would likely be able to compete against Ye Luo. This year's one hundred win quota would be very much in the Third Elder's hands.

After all, the Third Elder still had a trump card, Tian Can!

"You can make the arrangements before the eighty victories." The Head Elder laughed coldly and added in his heart, "As for the remaining eleven victories, I will make sure he dies."

Very quickly, the Third Elder had arranged three opponents for Hades.

The four directions of the Life and Death Arena were packed full of seats. To be able to reach such a level while only selling tickets, one could imagine just how great the reputation of the underworld was.

"Underworld God, kill him!"

"Victory in three months, you will set a new record!"

The crowd was furious. Many of them had already become Underworld God's loyal fans. When they saw him appear, they became extremely excited.

On the Life-death Battle Platform, Dou Tian silently stood there, calmly looking at the Burly Man opposite him.

"Underworld God, you will definitely stop here!" Burly Man roared.

Puff! As soon as he finished his words, his head flew into the air with a trace of disbelief and fear in his eyes.

What the Burly Man did not know was that he was just cannon fodder arranged by the Third Elder. Or in other words, he was not even equal to cannon fodder.

"Nether God Battle Soul, Nether God Battle Soul!" The crowd roared as their blood boiled. Dou Tian's victory meant that he had won a massive amount of wealth.

If there was joy, there would naturally be worry. With regards to all of this, Dou Tian wouldn't take it to heart.

"Huh? Why haven't you left today?"

"Could it be that you all don't know that the Nether God Battle Soul is going to fight 15 consecutive battles today?"

"That's right, the Dark God disappeared for half a month. According to the rules of the Life and Death Arena, the missing battles must be made up for."

"No wonder today's admission ticket is so expensive, it actually costs forty thousand Lower Grade Soul Crystal, so it's actually fifteen matches."

The crowd revealed astonished expressions, and their eyes became even more excited. Fifteen matches a day had broken the record again.

However, many people began to worry that even though the underworld was strong, it could not withstand a revolving battle.

Furthermore, those who consecutively won eighty matches, were actually facing off against Peak of Word Law Battle Magic Stage experts, or even Emperor Word Law Battle Magic Stage practitioners.

However, what surprised everyone was that in the following ten battles, Dou Tian had never made more than three moves in a row, and his opponent's life had already ended.

The entire audience was silent. The way they looked at Dou Tian changed again and again.

Some speculated that the Dark God must have become much stronger in the past half month. Otherwise, he wouldn't have become so strong. Even if he had been hiding his strength, he wouldn't have been so terrifying.

The one who was most unsightly was the Great Elder. The people after the eighty matches had all been arranged by him. However, Dou Tian practically had a sword and did not hesitate at all.

After winning eleven matches, Dou Tian's winning streak had already reached eighty-seven. Today, there were still four matches left.

"Grand Elder, I wonder who you're going to send next?" The Third Elder leisurely drank his tea with a cheap smile on his face.

The purple-robed youth stared at Dou Tian on the screen and narrowed his eyes, "The three great sword forces, Ninth Realm, and even the Word Law Battle Magic Stage of a king are not his match. I just do not know which one of you and Tian Can will be stronger."

"Send four people at once. If he wins, it will be eight wins." The purple-robed youth suddenly said. He also wanted to test Dou Tian's bottom line.

Hearing this, the Third Elder's smile froze. He wanted to say something, but was interrupted by the Great Elder, "Haha, the owner is right. If the four of them attack together, how about adding four more victories?"

"Owner, the four of them together isn't as simple as a single person winning four battles in a row." The third elder almost cried out. He did not want to waste this good seedling.

"Are you questioning my words?" The purple-robed youth said indifferently. His tone did not allow for any denial.

"I don't dare." The three elders hurriedly said, not daring to even raise their heads.2

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