"Xi Yue, don't you know that the Wentian Arena cannot be interrupted?" Chen Jian's arrogant voice suddenly came from the arena, "The contract signed by me and that idiot An Lingyao is a life-or-death contract. Unless one of us dies or leaves the arena, the fight cannot end and no one is allowed to interfere. Are you trying to break the rules of the Wentian Arena now?"
Xi Yue stood up, her cold eyes fell on Chen Jian, and she taunted him, "Doctor Chen, are you blind? When I caught An Lingyao, he was already outside the ring. But Doctor Chen, An Lingyao had clearly left the ring boundary, but you still wanted to kill him. Who is violating the regulations of Tianyi Valley?"
As soon as Xi Yue said this, Chen Jian's expression suddenly changed.
There were also whispers from the spectators below that An Lingyao had indeed been kicked out of the ring.
Chen Jian was a little panicked. In the Wentian Arena, he could easily kill An Lingyao, but if it was somewhere else, it would be a serious crime.
"A Jian!" A middle-aged man's cold voice suddenly came from below. Chen Jian looked over and met Chen Hongsen's meaningful gaze, then immediately calmed down.
He looked at Xi Yue and said sarcastically, "Whether An Lingyao has crossed the border or not, no one can tell for sure. Doctor Xi and I have different opinions and cannot make a decision. I think it would be better if we sign a life and death contract like An Lingyao and I did and fight in the ring. In the end, the loser kowtows to the winner to apologize. What do you think?"
Of course, the prerequisite is that after the fight, you still have time to kowtow and apologize.
Xi Yue smiled coldly, and suddenly rose into the air and jumped onto the stage.
There were several contract slabs in the left corner of the arena. Xi Yue didn't even look at them and just left her own spiritual mark on one of the red slabs.
The whole audience was in an uproar. The young woman didn't say a word, but signed the life and death contract, which meant that she agreed with Chen Jian's words.
But no matter how you look at it, this young man is only at the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, which is far inferior to Chen Jian's peak Nascent Soul. If they really fight to the death, he will end up like An Lingyao.
Everyone couldn't help but reveal expressions of pity and sympathy, and shook their heads and sighed.
Chen Jian was overjoyed. He took a step forward without hesitation and imprinted his spiritual consciousness on the red stone slab.
Then he looked at Xi Yue provocatively: "The contract has been signed, so can we start the competition?"
Xi Yue gently brushed off the stains on her body, looked at him calmly and said, "Are you sure that after signing the life and death contract, whether you are beaten to death or disabled in the ring, it is your own fault and no one else's fault?"
“Hahahaha…” Chen Jian burst into laughter upon hearing that. “Why, you’re only getting scared after signing the contract? Unfortunately, even if you’re scared now, it’s too late. I won’t give you a chance to leave the ring! Just wait for a fate even more miserable than An Lingyao’s!”
As he spoke, the sword in Chen Jian's hand made a clanging sound, and his whole body's aura surged, and he pounced directly towards Xi Yue like an arrow.
Xi Yue seemed not to have noticed his attack at all, and just sneered faintly: "Oh, that's good, then I can attack with peace of mind."
“Ah ...
A shrill scream suddenly erupted from the ring, resounding through the sky.
The hysterical scream and the pain in the voice made people who heard it shudder. (To be continued)