1128: C1128 Ruthlessness

C1128 Ruthlessness

Within the Starlight City, there were a few places that involved secrets or status. For example, the Blue Water Pavilion s, the encampments of several large sects within the city, and the City Lord's Mansion s were all forbidden grounds that were not allowed to be entered by ordinary people.

The only exception was that the stage outside the City Lord's Mansion was public. Anyone could look at it, regardless of their identity, and it was free of charge.

As a result, many Martial Cultivator gathered at this place every day. On one hand, they were able to witness the battles between genius experts, and on the other hand, they were also cheering for the challenging Human Clan Martial Cultivator.

Under Hei Hu's lead, Ye Feng quickly arrived at the plaza outside the City Lord's Mansion. Raising his head, he saw several tens of huge stone pillars, each thirty to forty feet tall, with a diameter greater than a chapter, erected at the end of his line of sight, forming a high stage.

There were still many seats around the arena, and at this moment, about seventy to eighty percent of them were already seated.

Shouts rang out in the air and could be heard from far away.

"Look, Young Master, it's over there!" Hei Hu pointed with his finger, and then said happily, "I came at the right time, there's a competition match today!"

The two of them hurriedly ran over.

At this moment, there were two figures, one tall and one short, fighting in a circle. However, the shorter one seemed to be at a disadvantage.

The battle had clearly been going on for quite some time, and it was about to end.

found a place to sit and looked up. The shorter man was a young man with a cultivation level of around Fourth Level of Void Stage, although he was said to be short, he was actually relatively strong, because his opponent was a huge man with a sturdy build, almost three meters tall. His entire body was painted with deep blue stripes, and his appearance was sinister.

It was extremely similar to the Barbarian Hee Bading that had been defeated by him, except that his cultivation was stronger and he had reached Sixth Level of Void Stage.

Just as Ye Feng was observing the Barbarian Clan Martial Cultivator, the young man who was at a disadvantage shouted loudly. He brandished the Spirit Sword in his hand and released a series of hissing sounds from his Spirit Sword, and under the cover of the many sharp Sword Qi, it flew towards the opponent.

It was difficult to see with the naked eye that the Sword Qi was the real body of the Spirit Sword. It could also be considered quite an extraordinary sword technique.

After all, those who had the guts to step up the stage and participate in the challenge were all at least elite Martial Cultivator.

However, facing this attack, the opposing tall Barbarian Clan only grinned, extended his right hand that was filled with calluses, and slapped a few sword auras into bits and pieces. After that, he moved like the wind, accurately capturing the body of the sword, and directly grabbed it.

Sizzle …

Barbarian's physique was special, his defense far surpassed his Human Clan, and when the sharp sword blade landed on his palm, it merely cut a shallow wound.

The Barbarian Clan Martial Cultivator laughed coldly, he did not mind and stomped heavily on the stage, causing the entire stage to shake, causing the young man to be unable to stand steadily.

A tall body shot forward like an arrow, Barbarian Clan Martial Cultivator's right fist had already heavily struck the young man's chest.

Rumble … The crowd immediately burst into cheers.

The young man spat out a mouthful of blood, and was sent flying, but before he could hit the ground, Barbarian Clan Martial Cultivator caught up and punched him in mid air, causing him to fall down heavily.

He struggled with all his might. His face was pale, and his chest was caved in. Even his internal organs were affected. His injuries were severe. If he didn't treat him in time, he could lose his life at any time.

However, no one came to the arena to help.

Barbarian Clan Martial Cultivator looked at the blood that was dripping from his hands and bit his tongue, wiping it clean. Then he smiled sinisterly and walked forward, disdainfully saying: "Weak chicken, since you have the guts to challenge me, I must prepare to be crushed into powder."

Ye Zichen raised one of his huge feet and aimed at the young man's chest with a horrified expression, but he didn't directly step on it.

He seemed to be enjoying the process of showing off his strength.

Ye Feng could not sit still any longer, and shouted coldly: "Stop!"

After saying that, he flew onto the stage to stop them.

However, just as he made a move, Hei Hu pulled him back: "Young Noble, once we get onto the stage, unless we walk down, outsiders are not allowed to interfere, it is a rule, you must not be rash!"

Ye Feng's figure could not help but freeze.0

At this time, the Barbarian Clan Martial Cultivator on the stage finally stomped his feet down. Peng, the young man screamed miserably, all of the ribs on his chest were broken, and he died instantly.

After hunkering down and drinking two mouthfuls of fresh blood, Barbarian Clan Martial Cultivator stood up. The blood python, the Berserker God's Tattoo, which was coiled around his body had become bright red and looked extremely lively.

"Haha …" You humans are all rookies, the weakest existence among all races. Let alone the same level, even if Grandpa Gao was at the first level, no one would be a match for me. Unexpectedly … You even dare to challenge someone above your level? "

"Chicken..." A bunch of rookies! "

Barbarian Clan Martial Cultivator laughed out loud, looking around provocatively.

The audience went into an uproar.

"Damn it, he's really arrogant and despotic …"

"Such a vicious method. To defeat the other party, and even kill him? He even drank his blood … " someone asked angrily.

"It has always been like this. Once they enter the stage, how could those outer sect Martial Cultivator s still be polite? The more of my Human Clan's elite geniuses die, the better it will be for them … " Another man answered.

"Could it be …" Your Excellency City Lord doesn't care? Those who died were, after all, the Human Clan elites … "

"I can't. The purpose of the Thirteen Prefectures Alliance's invitation to these outsiders is to select the genius of our Human Clan and temper our blood energy. There was an oath just now that no one is allowed to lay a hand on them other than our challenge on the stage, otherwise, how can a mere Emptiness Realm Expert be so arrogant! "

"Then let's go and take care of them …"

Don't you know the rules of the challenge? Only people with cultivations two levels weaker than them could go up … The individual cultivation of the Barbarian Clan and the half demon Martial Cultivator were originally supposed to surpass us, with the difference of two levels. Unless one was a true genius, then there would be a possibility for one to defeat them, and normally, people would go up and do the same as the previous person.

The surrounding voices immediately quieted down.

It was as the man had said.

The Divine Martial Continent was a flourishing martial art, the Martial Cultivator's foundation was solid, and their martial skills were profound. It was possible for them to defeat an expert of more than two levels in Barbarian Clan, so they could also be called geniuses.

There were people like this, but there were definitely not many.

Since Starlight City had laid down this stage half a year ago, only a few dozen people had managed to successfully obtain the honor of being a "City Level Genius".

Therefore, even though there was a wave of curses and insults from the crowd, no one dared to challenge them.

After cursing twice, the sturdy Barbarian Clan man saw that no one was going on stage, and instantly became complacent, becoming even more arrogant …

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