Longding City Royal Competition Arena!
From afar, the ten stadiums looked like ten torches, standing upright between heaven and earth.
Private fights are not allowed in the imperial city. If you have any grudges, go to the arena to resolve them. There are various combat modes available here.
Life and death battle, only life and death matter, no matter winning or losing; random battle, the arena will randomly select people for you to fight; gambling battle, you place a bet before going on the field, and the arena will be responsible for recruiting people to fight with you; continuous battles and consecutive victories...
In fact, as long as you have requirements, the competition venue will be able to meet your needs.
Of course, this comes at a high cost.
Ye Xiangyang and Yun Jianhan looked at the introduction in front of the arena, both of them were hesitant about what kind of gambling method to choose.
Ye Xiangyang chuckled as he watched, "I'm watching the 10-game winning streak random recruitment competition. I wonder if you think it's okay?"
Yun Jianhan looked at the random recruitment match for the ten-game winning streak. The players had to pay at least one thousand Xuanwu silver coins, and their money would double with each victory.
That is to say, one thousand Xuanwu silver coins will become two thousand if you win one game, four thousand if you win two games, six thousand if you win three games, and if you lose the fourth game, you can take away three thousand Xuanwu silver coins.
In this kind of battlefield, life and death are chosen by the players themselves, and no player will be held responsible for any life or death. If things really go wrong, players can just surrender.
This kind of competition is to select participants from the audience below or from the registered participants, and will not create enemies with the stadium.
Today is the second day of August, and there are still thirteen days until the Mid-Autumn Festival. Ye Xiangyang and Yun Jianhan can fight well for thirteen days and believe that they can reach a new level.
After signing up, both of them placed 10,000 Xuanwu silver coins on the battlefield.
Both of them stated their requirements for the competition. Ye Xiangyang's competition was unconditional and unlimited, and he would accept anyone regardless of their type.
Under their planning, Yun Jianhan stated that all martial artists under the age of eighteen would be accepted.
So they put on their respective battle uniforms and were taken to their respective battle platforms.
Ye Xiangyang, dressed in red, was brought to the stadium by the commentator.
This was a small arena, with an arena that was only three meters in diameter. There were more than a thousand spectators sitting outside the arena, and they were watching with great interest this handsome young man who was making his first appearance on the arena.
The commentator held the microphone and shouted to everyone: "Dear audience, ladies and gentlemen, the contestant who will be competing today will participate in the 10-game winning streak random recruitment competition with a deposit of 10,000 Xuanwu silver coins."
"After our test of the contestant, we found that the contestant is fifteen years old, has the cultivation level of a Xuan Master, and is very powerful. He is a rare talent. The opponent asked that regardless of age or cultivation level, as long as he can defeat him, he can get his ten thousand deposit."
"I don't know, but the fellow martial artist below is willing to give it a try."
The instructor's words caused an uproar among the more than 1,000 martial artists present:
"What? A bet of 10,000 Xuanwu silver coins. What a big deal."
Ten thousand Xuanwu silver coins, even in such a luxurious place as Jiuding City, are enough for a family of five to live an ordinary life for decades.
"Yes, usually people who participate in the competition all bring one thousand Xuanwu silver coins, but this kid took out ten thousand Xuanwu silver coins at once, I'm afraid he really has some skills."
"Hehehe, fifteen years old. I don't know which family's darling he is. He has never seen the world and is used to being arrogant at home. He wants to come out and show off."
"That's right, there is no age limit, no cultivation limit. I really think I am a master of Xuanzong and can dominate the Jiuzhou Empire."
"Hehe, maybe I'll die from this."
The guide smiled and said, "Dear audience, ladies and gentlemen, the contestants who come to participate in the competition set their own prices. As you know, the price doubles with each victory. In addition, let me tell you that when the contestants come on stage, we will also open a small gambling game to test your luck. Everyone is welcome to participate."
More than a dozen people showed up at the registration office. After selection, only four were left. These four were all regulars at the competition: Xue Mantang, the young master of the Xue family in the capital, Zhong Chang Xiari, the young master of the Zhong Chang family in Xuri Prefecture, Qi Haitian, the young master of the Qi family in the capital, and Puyang Tuqi, the young master of the Puyang family in Yunmeng Prefecture.
After drawing lots, Xue Mantang, the young master of the Xue family, was chosen to be the first to go on stage.
Xue Mantang, the young master of the Xue family, appeared on the field. He was wearing a white gown and had a perfect figure, which set off his fair skin and long black hair, making him look even more handsome and elegant.
The young master of the Xue family is a frequent visitor to this arena. He has the cultivation level of a five-star Xuan Master and is capable of challenging opponents of higher levels. He once defeated a six-star Xuan Master.
Although he is not the top master of the younger generation of the Xue family, he is considered to have superior qualifications and is highly valued by the Xue family.
As soon as he came on stage, there was an immediate round of applause. Men, women, old and young all cheered and applauded: "What a handsome Xue Mantang, he really deserves the title of Sai Wenhou."
"Yes, with this kind of magnanimity, we are sure to win."
"Mr. Xue, we support you." It was just the shouts of young girls from the stands.
The voice of the guide came again: "This time, Mr. Xue's deposit is also 10,000 Xuanwu silver coins. Now, let's start the gambling game to try our luck."
All the audience members below took out their crystal cards and swiped their bets on their chairs to win the sweetness of gambling. These people were veterans who frequented the arena for many years. They knew the outcome of this round by looking at the demeanor of the players on the arena.
After about a quarter of an hour, the gambling was over.
With a loud hum, colorless energy lines rose up around the edge of the ring, forming a huge barrier that surrounded the two of them.
This barrier does not block sight or sound, but can block energy, force, and objects, thus providing protection for the audience below.
Xue Mantang let out a cold and sinister laugh and said something that made people's hair stand on end: "Little bastard, if you hide, I can't do anything to you. But you insist on coming to this arena. You are courting death."
It turned out that the eight major families brought their injured younger generations home yesterday, which made the people of the eight major families indignant and they vowed to take revenge.
Today, in the audience happened to be the young master of the Yan family who was not too seriously injured yesterday. He recognized at a glance that this boy was the same boy from yesterday.
This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. If I can get rid of him, I will not only make a contribution to my family, but also get 10,000 Xuanwu silver coins for free. It's a good deal.
"Tian Gang Fist."
This is the Xue family's unique martial art, a lower-grade Xuan-level martial art with the meaning of thirty-six Tiangang and three hundred and sixty degrees of Zhoutian. It is brave and strong, and is known for its dominance.
In an instant, a dazzling silver light flashed on Xue Mantang's fist, and the whole fist seemed to be made of metal.
His figure was like a ghost, extremely fast, and his roar was like a strong wind in the sky.
A punch came over, with a force of six thousand pounds, which stirred up a surge of air and formed a vast force, rushing towards Ye Xiangyang.
The speed, strength and method of exerting force of this punch were just right, making all the audience nod in approval.
Some even cheered: "Well done, Master Xue's Tian Gang Fist is getting better and better now."
Ye Xiangyang stood there without moving. He did not intend to use the technique of One Force Breaking Ten Wisdoms. What he wanted now was to hone his martial arts. Only when his martial arts were honed to the peak level could he make up for every gap in his training.
"Thick Earth Fist."
The fist was wrapped in a rich earth element, emanating a feeling of vastness, generosity, and rootedness. The fist was as big as a wheel and came towards Xue Mantang.
The sharpness of Tiangang Fist can break the dullness of Houtu Fist, but Houtu Fist is endless, absorbing the power of the earth continuously, and the earth element can form various resistance modes at will.
For a moment, Xue Mantang really had no way to break this thick earth fist.
The arena was filled with strong energy and condensed earth elements. The sharp edge faced the thick and heavy edge, and for a moment it was impossible to tell who was better.
Someone was watching the two people on the battlefield and said, "Master Xue Mantang is sure to win. Look, he has at least practiced the Heavenly Gang Fist to the state of no leakage, and the next step is the state of great perfection. Although this kid's Earth Element Fist can use the earth element and is strange and unusual, he is only at the state of small perfection, not even at the state of great perfection."
"That's right. Look at Xue Mantang, he's launching attacks frequently, and his fierce energy is cutting through everything. He definitely can't be defeated."
"Come on, Master Xue. Master Xue will win."
Zhong Changxia said with a smile: "This time Xue Mantang got a bargain. He got 10,000 Xuanwu silver coins for nothing."
Qi Haitian said with a smile: "It's nothing, we can just give him a good meal and let him spend more money on wine and women in the brothel."
The people below who were shouting at Xue Mantang formed a wave and rushed towards Master Xue.
In this atmosphere, Master Xue's strength reached its peak, and his Tiangang Fist became even more elusive.
Ye Xiangyang was like a yellow leaf shivering in the September autumn wind, and he might even be blown down by the wind.
A quarter of an hour passed, and Master Xue used the Tiangang Fist repeatedly twice, but failed to stop Ye Xiangyang.
Ye Xiangyang repeatedly used the Thick Earth Fist. This type of boxing used the earth element and could absorb the power of the earth. Its effect as a Xuan Master was not very obvious now, but in battle, the power could last longer.
He applied all his thick earth fist skills to defense, practicing them over and over again, verifying all the experiences in his mind.
Many people have figured out the trick. This guy is using clumsiness to overcome cleverness. He is practicing boxing with Xue Mantang. It is truly incredible.
Half an hour passed, and sweat was dripping from Xue Mantang's nose and temples. His snow-white gown was already slightly wet, and he had no strength left.
Ye Xiangyang felt that his thick earth fist had little effect on him.
He took a step forward and the ground shrunk to an inch, as if the ground under Ye Xiangyang's feet could shrink, and he punched directly.
Everyone saw Xue Mantang's silver-shining fist colliding with his fist.
With a bang, everyone was surprised to see that Xue Mantang seemed to be a thrown object, flying sideways and directly hitting the formation.