The dark red earth, I don't know how much blood has been swallowed, and there are pitted battle traces everywhere, this is the battlefield of death!
The demons who heard some inside information had already waited in the stands early. After watching a few fierce battles, a human wearing a mask slowly walked out of an underground corridor.
In an instant, there was a wave of cheers.
In the past few months, Yang Kai has brought a thrilling and suspenseful battle to these demons, which has long been known as Shacheng.
Today's battle between Yang Kai and another master is the finale.
Because of rumors, his opponent this time will be different from the past, and will be an extraordinary three-level powerhouse!
Since the opening of the Death Arena, there has never been a battle of this kind with a huge difference in realm. It is two small levels apart. In the eyes of those who don't know the truth, such a battle is basically doomed.
But for those who have watched Yang Kai's more than a dozen battles, there is some hope that Yang Kai can once again create a miracle!
This has nothing to do with the enmity between races, just because Yang Kai's performance can make them brighten up and down, and they are excited.
"This is the human kid who has won more than a dozen games in a row in the death battle, and has nearly survived every time?" On the stand, a holy realm powerhouse narrowed his eyes like a falcon, and said in a deep voice. The person next to me asked.
"Yes, Master Feng Biao, his performance is indeed very good, even if it is many elite children of my demons, it is less than one percent of him!" The person next to him replied immediately.
"Hmph, after today, he will be a dead body!" Feng Biao snorted coldly, looking at his face, it seemed that he didn't want Yang Kai to continue to live.
"What the lord said... After all, his opponent is different from the previous ones." The man nodded and suddenly had some worries, and whispered: "But lord. After all, he was cultivated by Lord Shirley, so he really killed him like that. Now, Master Shirley is to blame..."
"She won't." Feng Biao slowly shook his head, "This time the matter was instructed by Master Gouqiong. Yesterday I also went to Shirley's palace and discussed with her. She agreed to the matter personally. How can I be blamed! "
Hearing this, the man suddenly showed a surprised expression. I don't know why Master Gouqiong is so concerned about this human being.
The son of Gou Qiong was rescued by Yang Kai, and only a few people knew the inside story. Feng Biao was sent over to do this this time, and it was also extremely confidential, so this person did not understand the whole story.
Although Shirley is at odds with Gou Qiong. But she won't be boring to distribute such news to suppress Gou Qiong, she will only fight Gou Qiong with a real sword!
"My lord, that Yu Mo is here!" The man suddenly whispered.
Feng Biao narrowed his eyes and looked aside, just in time to see Yu Mo flying over from a distance with a smile, and after landing, he sat beside him unceremoniously.
Both of them are powerhouses at the first level of the holy stage. They belong to the two disagreeable demon generals, and the relationship between each other will naturally not be too good.
As soon as his eyes met, there was a spark of disobedience.
"Yu Mo. Long time no see!" Feng Biao said hello with a cold face.
Yu Mo smiled all over his face: "Feng Biao, I haven't seen you for so long, and I am angry when I find that I see you, and I can't wait to kill you!"
"Each each other!" Feng Biao nodded lightly. The true essence of the whole body slowly flowed, like the eyes of a poisonous snake. Staring at Yu Mo.
Yu Mo curled his lips and said, "But I didn't come here to fight with you, I just have something to ask you."
"What are you talking about?"
"Looking at what you look like, it seems that you have a lot of confidence in today's battle!"
"Huh, ask knowingly!"
"I have gambling rules in the death arena in Shacheng. Since you are so confident, do you have any bets? When the battle over there is over, you can still make a fortune!"
"Do you need to remind you?" Feng Biao said with a displeased expression, "I have already bet 200,000 spars!"
Yu Mo hissed and said in surprise: "As expected of Feng Biao, such a big hand! You want to make a fortune in my Shacheng."
"Can't take it?" Feng Biao smiled contemptuously, "If I can't take it, I can also withdraw, as long as you Yu Mo give me a humility in front of the people!"
"I'm kidding, since Shacheng started this business, naturally no matter how much it is, I have to eat it. I just want to say, the opportunity is rare, why don't you play a little bigger?" After that, he looked at Feng with a compelling gaze. Biao.
Feng Biao's expression was stunned, and he said in a deep voice, "Play bigger?"
"Yes, you can put all your belongings down, I remember you have a lot of secret treasures, right?"
Feng Biao frowned, looked at Yu Mo suspiciously, and said coldly: "How do you look at you, you seem to have confidence in that human being."
"If you say it badly, maybe he will win, maybe he will lose, it's 50-50. Since it's a gambling, it depends on whether you have the courage!"
Feng Biao stared at him deeply. Although he knew that this incompatible guy was provoking him, he still couldn't hold back his anger, nodded and said: "Okay, I'll put all my secret treasures on!"
Saying this, stretched out his hand, a treasure armor that circulated a halo, a halberd exuding shocking energy fluctuations, a dark ruler appeared in his hand and handed it to Yu Mo.
These three things are all saint-level secret treasures. Each of them is extremely valuable. When the three pieces are added together, the value is immeasurable. It is Feng Biao’s most trusted and most frequently used secret treasure. If he loses the bet this time, he Feng Biao's combat effectiveness will drop drastically.
After handing over the three Saint-level Secret Treasures, Feng Biao even took down the Universe Bag from his waist, handed one to Yu Mo, and sneered: "If you want to play, just play more thoroughly, what do you think?"
The corner of Yu Mo's eyes jumped, smiled and took it, without talking nonsense, and turned and left.
Feng Biao didn't stop him, and didn't ask him to set up any paperwork. Although they couldn't understand each other, they would still abide by the verbal agreement.
After a while, Yu Mo returned to Shirley's side.
"It's arranged?" Shirley looked at Yang Kai who was standing in the middle of the death arena below, and asked softly.
"Well, Feng Biao has put all his belongings down." Yu Mo nodded slightly and frowned, "My lord, are you so confident in that kid? Honestly, although his previous performance was surprising enough, but I really don’t like him this time. He is very likely to die here. It doesn’t matter if he dies, but Feng Biao has crushed so many possessions. Once he dies, it will hurt my Shacheng."
"I don't know!" A trace of confusion flashed in Shirley's beautiful eyes, and she gently shook her head.
Yu Mo was surprised.
As one of the four great demon generals, and a well-known master in the world, Shirley naturally has her own vision of seeing people, and has always been accurate, but this time, she actually seems to be unable to see the situation.
"I'm also betting, although from the bright side, this kid is indeed dead, but..."
With that said, Shirley turned her head and glanced at An Ling'er who had been guarding her next to her, pursing her lips and smiling: "This little girl didn't show much worry from the beginning to the end."
Yu Mo couldn't help but glanced at An Ling'er and found that this was indeed the case. Even if she knew that Yang Kai would encounter a powerful enemy today, she still had an expression of peace and security.
Shirley had obviously spied some information from An Ling'er.
"I asked her several times, what is the real level of that kid, she didn't answer me, the more so, the more curious I became!" Shirley reached out and touched An Ling'er's face, frightening her. Rong eclipsed.
"Tell me, has he ever fought such an opponent before?" Shirley suddenly screamed.
An Ling'er's beautiful eyes lost consciousness for an instant, but soon flashed with a struggling look. Before she was chased by Nan Shenggu, the scenes of fighting with many masters of the Yang clan in the Xiaoxuan realm, one by one in her mind. pass.
An Linger's expression was painful and she kept shaking her head.
Shirley exhaled helplessly: "Her willpower is also very weird, it seems that she has cultivated some very powerful techniques."
"However, judging from her performance, that kid should have been better than this before, and it's still safe, otherwise this girl wouldn't be so relieved."
"En." Shirley nodded slightly, "Look, if he doesn't die this time, he will definitely become the most dazzling person in the entire continent in the near future. In time, he may be able to reach the level of Demon Lord. Dominate one side!"
Yu Mo's body was shocked: "Is the adult's evaluation of him so high?"
"He has this potential!" Shirley said flatly, a trace of coldness and killing intent flashed across her beautiful eyes.
"It's a pity that such a person is not a member of my clan. If he is a member of my clan, he might be able to cultivate it well." Yu Mo has been following Xueli for many years, naturally knowing what she is thinking at the moment, and she can't help but feel a little embarrassed. .
The aptitude is so good, the more frustrated it gets stronger in the face of adversity, if such a good seedling is not killed early, it will inevitably have an impact on the entire demons in the future.
Today this kid is doomed whether he wins or is undefeated, because the adults have already murdered him.
Looking at Yang Kai standing straight down there, waiting quietly for his opponent to come on stage, Yu Mo felt sorry for him from the bottom of his heart.
After a long while, one person walked out of the corridor opposite Yang Kai. This person seemed to be walking leisurely, but he was actually extremely fast, but he blinked and suddenly appeared not far in front of Yang Kai.
He was dressed in pitch-black clothes everywhere, with a majestic physique and an indifferent look. With long black hair on his shoulders, his eyes were astonishing as cold stars.
The soaring evil spirit radiated from this person, the breath was long and long, and his true essence was quite pure, and it seemed to be significantly higher than the ordinary transcendent third-layer martial artist.
Yang Kai's eyes narrowed and his heart was awe-inspiring.
After just one glance, he knew that the other party was not a soft persimmon that he could easily hold.
Although he has the Soul Eater and is not afraid of his opponents in the Holy Realm, this time is different. In front of so many demons, he cannot use the Soul Eater. He can only use his own means to defeat this head-on. The enemy can do it.
Moreover, he himself very much wanted to test the results of his practice during this period of time. (To be continued)