Ling Xiao was very curious as to why the Sixth Saint Son had to fight him. He wanted to see what conspiracy was going on in the Emperor's Tomb Mountain.
"Very good! Hahahaha... Ling Xiao, don't worry, when you lose to me, I will definitely treat you well!"
The Sixth Holy Son sneered.
"Get the Supreme Spirit Transformation Pill ready, it's mine!" Ling Xiao responded with a faint smile.
"Don't bother with your words. Let's meet on the duel stage!"
There was a murderous gleam in the Sixth Saint's eyes. He snorted coldly, then turned and left with many disciples from Emperor's Tomb Mountain.
"Ling Xiao, you still want to fight Brother Di? You really don't know how to live or die. I want to see how many moves you can withstand from Brother Di!"
Han Feng also sneered, and followed the Sixth Holy Son, surrounded by the Heavenly Demon Guards.
"Brother Ling, the Sixth Holy Son is too arrogant. You must teach him a lesson later!" Xiong Xiaohei said as if he was afraid that the world would not be in chaos.
He was full of confidence in Ling Xiao. Even though the Sixth Saint Son was an unrivaled genius in Emperor's Tomb Mountain and had reached the third level of the Emperor Realm, even Nan Tianzun had died at the hands of Ling Xiao. What could a mere Sixth Saint Son count for
Perhaps only the legendary Son of the Emperor is qualified to fight Ling Xiao!
Ling Xiao smiled faintly, with a sharp look in his eyes.
The duel arena of Liangjie City is located in the center of the city. It is an ancient stone platform engraved with the marks of the Supreme Dao, the laws intertwined, and the light is dense. It is very solid.
This dueling arena was originally set up to settle the feud between humans and demons, but later it gradually evolved into a battlefield in the Two Worlds City.
Private fights are not allowed in the Two Realms City, but duels can be held on the dueling arena.
The news of the battle between Ling Xiao and the Sixth Holy Son quickly spread throughout the Two Worlds City through word of mouth.
Many powerful people from both the demon and monster races came here, their eyes filled with great anticipation.
Emperor's Tomb Mountain is also a major martial arts holy place with unparalleled strength, especially the nine saints of Emperor's Tomb Mountain who are feared throughout the world, and each of them is an unparalleled genius.
Ling Xiao is a peerless genius who has just risen. He killed Nan Tianzun in Tianshen City and slaughtered the three stars Qi Sha, Po Jun and Tan Lang. It is also said that he has inherited the legacy of the Red Dragon God of War, and his reputation has spread throughout the entire God of War Continent.
However, Liangjie City is far away from Tianshen City, and many people have never seen Ling Xiao. Most of them are skeptical about the rumors, so people have different attitudes about who will win or lose in this battle, and they are all looking forward to it.
Some people even set up a gambling game on the duel stage, and everyone took out Pure Yang Pills to place their bets. Some people were optimistic about Ling Xiao, while others saw the Sixth Holy Son.
"Brother Ling, I bet 300,000 Pure Yang Pills. This is all my fortune. You must win!" Xiong Xiaohei said excitedly.
“Brother Ling, I bet one million and a half Pure Yang Pills!”
Hu Zi's words shocked Ling Xiao and Xiong Xiaohei. One million and five hundred thousand Pure Yang Pills were all Hu Zi's belongings, and he actually gave them all away.
"What are the odds?" Ling Xiao asked.
"One to three, Brother Ling, if you win, Hu Zi will have to take back the 4.5 million Pure Yang Pills!"
Xiong Xiaohei said quickly.
"Brother Ling, I believe you can definitely win!" Hu Zi said with a grin.
"You should trust me. If that's the case, I can't let you lose so many Pure Yang Pills!"
Ling Xiao smiled slightly.
Ling Xiao's eyes flashed, and he saw that below the duel stage, the disciples of Emperor's Tomb Mountain had actually started a gambling game. Ling Xiao smiled and walked straight over.
"I want to bet, this is 10 million Pure Yang Pills!"
A storage ring appeared in Ling Xiao's hand, and he said while looking at the people at Emperor's Tomb Mountain.
"What?!"
The disciples of Emperor's Tomb Mountain were all stunned. Ling Xiao himself actually wanted to place a bet, and it was 10 million Pure Yang Pills!
The total stake they collected from the gambling games was less than 10 million Pure Yang Pills. If Ling Xiao won, Emperor's Tomb Mountain would have to compensate him with 30 million Pure Yang Pills!
"Who... are you betting on?"
The disciple from Emperor's Tomb Mountain swallowed and asked.
"Of course I'm betting on myself! You guys at Emperor's Tomb Mountain must prepare the Pure Yang Pills. Otherwise, if you don't have 30 million Pure Yang Pills for me later, I will be very unhappy!"
Ling Xiao said with a smile, then turned and walked onto the duel stage.
"Is Ling Xiao so confident that he can win? The Sixth Saint is different from Nan Tianzun. I heard that the Sixth Saint has a complete supreme weapon in his hand and is already invincible. Where does Ling Xiao get the confidence from?"
"It's hard to say. Seeing how confident he is, he might have a powerful trump card. If Ling Xiao also has a supreme weapon, then this battle will be interesting!"
“Hehe, even if he has a supreme weapon, so what? His cultivation level is only at the king level, and there is a huge gap between him and the Sixth Saint Son. He can’t bring out the power of a supreme weapon at all!”
"Ling Xiao is bound to lose!"
Everyone was talking about it, some were shocked and confused, while others were gloating, with mocking expressions on their faces.
The duel arena is managed by the City Lord's Mansion of Liangjie City. The two lords of the City Lord's Mansion are two supreme beings, one human and one demon.
The Sixth Holy Son handed the Supreme Spirit Transformation Pill to the people from the City Lord’s Mansion, signed the duel agreement, and turned around and jumped onto the duel stage.
The dueling arena does not look big from the outside, only a few dozen feet in radius, but it contains a huge space inside. It is covered with supreme dao marks and formations. It is extremely solid and can fully withstand duels between strong people below the supreme realm.
“Ling Xiao, you are doomed to die in this battle today. Both the divine remains and the inheritance of the Red Dragon God of War will belong to me!”
The Sixth Holy Son had a fiery gaze as he stood proudly, looking at Ling Xiao in the distance and spoke in a cold voice.
"So much nonsense, let's fight! Once it's resolved, I'm going to go back to practice in seclusion!"
Ling Xiao sneered and said.
"Want to die? Then I'll help you!"
The Sixth Holy Son's eyes flashed, and an unparalleled powerful aura instantly emanated from his body.
He is at the third level of the Emperor Realm, and his cultivation is much inferior to that of Nan Tianzun. However, he has a dead and cold aura, as if it came from the Nine Nether Hell, sealed for thousands of years, with a murderous intent to turn everything in the world to death.
Boom!
There was a flash of murderous intent in the eyes of the Sixth Saint Son, and he slapped out with one palm. The vast palm print covered the sky and earth, like a black sacred mountain, emitting a monstrous deathly aura, and suppressed Ling Xiao.
Moreover, behind the Sixth Holy Son, divine light shone brightly, and an extremely terrifying tomb appeared in the void, emitting an aura that could break through the sky.
“Well done!”
Ling Xiao's eyes were extremely calm, and he punched the Sixth Holy Son!
Snap!
Golden lightning crisscrossed the void, and a brilliant golden glow suddenly burst out from Ling Xiao's body, as if a real dragon shot out from his fist and swooped down towards the Sixth Holy Son.
(End of this chapter)