Snapped!
The slap sounded again, but the young man was hit in the face again and hit the stands again.
Liu Qi and other young men also turned pale. Apparently they did not expect Pei Yuanhu to be so arrogant and even dare to hit the young master of the Cao family.
"Sit down yet!"
At this time, Pei Yuanhu glared again and said to Liu Qi, "Do you want to be like him?"
As soon as these words came out, Liu Qi and the others quickly sat in the stands, not daring to resist at all.
"now it's right."
Pei Yuanhu sneered and looked at the young man named Cao who fell on the ground again, "Don't accept it?"
The young man named Cao's cheeks turned red, and his eyes showed an extremely malicious look, but he did not speak.
He dared not speak.
He knew very well that since Pei Yuanhu dared to beat him, he wouldn't mind destroying him!
Naturally, he could only endure it by knocking out his teeth and swallowing blood.
"Hmph, it seems that you are quite smart. In that case, then stay smart and stop talking nonsense, otherwise I will definitely make you regret it."
Pei Yuanhu snorted coldly, flashed his body again, and returned to his previous seat.
When he saw Pei Yuanhu coming back, Zhao Zhen smiled lightly and said, "It's quite satisfying."
"It's better to deal with this kind of thing quickly."
Pei Yuanhu also smiled, and at this time, the iron cage closest to them had been cleaned. A middle-aged man pulled a chain, and a death row prisoner with tattoos on his face was pulled out.
"Tianzihao death row prisoner!"
Many people exclaimed, but they could all see the word "天" on the face of this death row prisoner. In the Shenlong Dynasty, those who could have the word "天" tattooed on their faces were those who had committed heinous crimes and whose martial arts were extremely tyrannical. Musha!
This warrior has a tattoo on his face, which proves that this death row prisoner's martial arts cultivation is extremely powerful!
"The prisoners on death row at Tian Zihao have come out, and I don't think anyone dares to go there."
Many people shook their heads. As the saying goes, in the gladiatorial arena, humans are more dangerous than monsters, let alone those on death row?
"How many fights does it take for a death row prisoner of this level to survive?"
Zhao Zhen looked at the death row prisoner, narrowed his eyes, and said to Pei Yuanhu.
"A death row prisoner with a "herringbone" name can survive in one battle and his sentence can be commuted. A death row prisoner with a "diji" name must win three games. A death row prisoner with a "tianzihao" must win ten games."
Pei Yuanhu said, "But no Tianzihao death row prisoner has ever been able to fight ten games."
Zhao Zhen nodded as he listened. Indeed, this arena is a life and death battle. No matter whether the opponent is a human or a monster, it is terrifying. How many of them can guarantee that they will win ten games in a row?
At this time, the middle-aged man pulled the chain and pulled the death row prisoner to the center of the cage. At the same time, he said, "The death row prisoner with the title of Tianzi, Blood Blade! The third level of the Martial Spirit Realm, victory in eight games!"
The expressions of the surrounding audience changed. Winning eight games? This is terrible.
This means that this bloody blade has killed eight opponents!
"Is there anyone coming up next? Whoever dares to come up and win between the second and fourth levels of martial arts will be rewarded with a thousand low-level spirit stones! Of course, if there is a demon beast raised by any young master on the ground, If you are between the second and fourth level, you can also send them here. As long as you can win, you can still get a thousand low-level spiritual stones."
The middle-aged man said something again and glanced at the audience.
"A thousand low-level spiritual stones? That's ten intermediate-level spiritual stones. It's a lot of money."
Zhao Zhen's eyes flashed, and he knew that such a huge fortune would be enough for him to practice in Tianling Tower for a long time.
Although he is not short of spiritual stones now, and Qingyun Sect still has a lot of savings, he must prepare for a rainy day.
Naturally, after hesitating for a while, Zhao Zhen stood up suddenly and said coldly, "I'll do it."
As soon as these two words came out, they immediately attracted the attention of countless people!
Many people looked at Zhao Zhen, and they were all surprised when they discovered that Zhao Zhen was just a young boy.
Such a young boy actually dares to go up and fight to the death with a death row prisoner in Tianzihao?
Similarly, Liu Qi and others were also stunned, as if they did not expect that Zhao Zhen would suddenly choose to fight, but the next moment, sneers appeared on their faces at the same time.
"Hehe, he is dead! This is a death row prisoner named Tian Zi. Although he has some strength, how can he win against such a guy?"
The young man named Cao sneered, which made several people around him nod.
"Yes, this bloody blade is a thousand-man captain of the Hanxue Dynasty! He is majestic on the battlefield and kills countless people. How can this kid compete with him? Let's just wait and see the show!"
"I'll put him to death!"
Voices rang out one after another, and Zhao Zhen also looked at the group of officials' children with a sneer on his face.
"Looking at your gibbering looks, you seem very dissatisfied, right? I wonder which of you is willing to go there with me to fight?"
"That's right, what's the use of just shouting? Which of you dares to go up and fight?"
Pei Yuanhu also looked at those people with a sneer, which made those people's expressions freeze, but they all closed their mouths.
"Hey, I don't dare to fight, but I still scream so happily. It seems that calling you trash is just flattering you. You are not even as good as trash!"
Zhao Zhen said sarcastically, which made the young man named Cao and others have veins bulging on their foreheads, while Pei Yuanhu looked at them with a sneer. Naturally, they did not dare to speak and fell silent again.
"What a bunch of losers."
Pei Yuanhu sneered again, but Zhao Zhen was too lazy to care about this group of trash. He moved directly to the iron cage door.
The middle-aged man immediately opened the door and let Zhao Zhen enter.
As soon as Zhao Zhen entered, the middle-aged man immediately shouted, "Now, the betting begins, buy it and leave!"
As soon as these words came out, people who looked like waiters began to appear one after another, and walked over to the guests in the surrounding stands.
Many people bet on Zhao Zhen to lose. After all, Zhao Zhen is too young. Although he has reached the fourth level of martial arts, they don't think that a kid like Zhao Zhen can be the opponent of such a terrifying prisoner.
And soon, Zhao Zhen's odds changed from 1 to 1 to 3 to 1. Those who beat Zhao Zhen to death were three times more likely to win than those who beat Zhao Zhen.
Zhao Zhen said to the middle-aged man at this time, "Can I place a bet?"
"sure."
The middle-aged man immediately said, "How much pressure do you have?"
"Five thousand low-level spiritual stones."
Zhao Zhen said directly, and the next moment he waved his hand, and the clattering spirit stones appeared and piled up into a hill.
Seeing this scene, the middle-aged man's eyes shrank, as if he didn't expect Zhao Zhen to be able to produce so many spiritual stones, but he was Lao Jianghu after all. After taking a look, he said, "Who is the target?"
"Of course it's me."
Zhao Zhen raised his eyebrows.
"good."
The middle-aged man nodded, waved his hand, and the spiritual stone that Zhao Zhen took out suddenly disappeared. The middle-aged man said, "If you win, triple the amount and give you fifteen thousand spiritual stones, but we have to take ten percent of it." One, that’s fifteen hundred dollars.”
"Um."
Zhao Zhen responded, and the middle-aged man said no more, and left the cage with a movement of his body.
And after the prison door was closed again, a clanging sound was heard, and all the shackles on the chain-bound death row prisoner with Tianzi number were released!
The moment the shackles were released, there was a bang, and an extremely cold aura erupted from the death row prisoner. In an instant, countless ice crystals appeared on the ground of the entire iron cage!
"You are the genius of the Shenlong Dynasty."
At this time, the death row prisoner also spoke coldly, "This is the best thing for me, because killing a genius like you is no less than a huge military achievement for me!"
"To each other, killing you can also bring me huge benefits."
Zhao Zhen also spoke coldly, "Besides, this is my first time fighting against you Hanxue Dynasty people, so I hope you won't disappoint me."
"Don't worry, you won't be disappointed, because you will only be desperate."
The death row prisoner said something coldly again, then shut his mouth suddenly, and began to slowly move around Zhao Zhen.
As he moved around, a crashing sound also sounded, but he picked up the two iron chains that had previously been tied to his body, and they were dragged and rolled by him.
Zhao Zhen also narrowed his eyes when he saw it, but he did not move. He just stood there and stared at the opponent's movement track.
After going around twice, Zhao Zhen suddenly seemed to be hit by the cold air and blinked.
The moment he blinked, an explosive roar came out, and the death row prisoner's body suddenly jumped up high, swinging his arms fiercely, and the two extremely thick iron chains were like giant hammers that broke through the air. He whipped Zhao Zhen's body!
The roaring wind roared, and along with the roaring wind, a domineering and boundless ice force also burst out, freezing Zhao Zhen's legs in an instant, making him unable to move!
"Hmph, mountains and seas!"
Zhao Zhen pulled out his hand from his waist, and Qingyun Youlong was instantly unsheathed. The moment the long sword was unsheathed, an extremely domineering flaming sword energy also spurted out. In an instant, there was a lot of water in the cage. Steam!
But the ice power released by the death row prisoner was evaporated by Zhao Zhen's flame sword energy in an instant!
clang!
There was a loud noise, and the sword light collided with the iron chain, causing a burst of bright sparks. The moment the sparks exploded, Zhao Zhen's sword light grew in size again, directly forcing it towards the body of the death row prisoner!
"kill!"
Seeing Zhao Zhen's fierce flaming sword light, the death row prisoner didn't even take a step back. Instead, he roared violently and waved his arms. Suddenly, the two chains were drawn on Zhao Zhen's sword light again, directly knocking Zhao Zhen away. The sword light was really so powerful that it exploded!
However, after all, it was only a small part that exploded. Zhao Zhen's current combat power was at the peak of the standard martial arts. Although the death row prisoner was terrifying, it did not reach this level of combat power. Naturally, most of the sword light struck the death row prisoner.
But what surprised Zhao Zhen was that his sword light caused very little damage to the death row prisoner. Although it caused scars on the other party's body, they were only flesh wounds!
"He is... integrating the power of ice into his own flesh and bones. What a powerful body-refining method!"
Zhao Zhen's eyes flashed, no wonder the opponent could win eight games in a row. With such defensive power, it was useless for others to hit him. He hit others with accuracy every time, so who could withstand it?
