"Haha, that's right!" Mo Wuji was very happy and pulled the fishing line hard.
Nawen Manta twisted its body crazily, trying to break away, but it was useless. It was pulled by the fishing line and quickly approached Mo Wuji.
In the viewing area, a little demon shouted: "You're stupid, your mouth is caught by a fisherman, why don't you know how to cut off the meat on your mouth?"
"That's right, that ignorant and stupid gecko knows how to cut off its tail to survive, but this Wen Yuzhao is a demon lord and can't even cut off a piece of flesh with his mouth?"
There are also demon master-level demons who snort coldly: "Idiot, do you think that is simply catching the physical body? At the level of the master, what you see is just the appearance."
"That Moyun Hook is not only a weapon, but also a restraint of martial arts and Taoism!"
"Yes, Mo Wuji's seventeen weapons correspond to seventeen techniques. If you can't restrain his weapons and techniques, it will be difficult for anyone to fight him."
In the battlefield, the manta ray was pulled by Mo Wuji and approached quickly. Moreover, in the process of approaching, the space around the mantaray seemed to be distorted, and it quickly became smaller.
In the end, it fell directly into the fish tank at Mo Wuji's hand.
In the arena, the sea dispersed in an instant, countless mysterious runes collapsed, and the arena returned to its original appearance.
The small boat Mo Wuji was riding in also turned into a motorcycle, and he put away all the fishing rods and hooks.
However, the battle was not over. Nawen Manta Ray neither died nor surrendered.
It can be seen that after entering the fish tank, the manta ray swung its body wildly, causing the water in the fish tank to stir up waves.
Well, there is only a little bit of small waves, and the waves are not even half a human fingertip.
Many demon lords stared with wide eyes and exclaimed: "What kind of water is that?"
"Taiyi Zhenshui!"
"Legend has it that a drop of water contains 90,000 kilograms of Taiyi True Water!"
"Nima, when tempering weapons with this kind of Taiyi True Water, one drop can temper a magical weapon. He uses it to raise fish?"
"Trent is inhumane!"
The manta ray fish only struggled for a while in the fish tank. Soon, several strange fish swam over and began to reason with the manta ray fish and persuade it to calm down.
After a short time, the manta ray accepted its fate and stopped resisting.
At this moment, the laws of the foreign battlefield determined that the human side would win.
A ray of light fell from the sky, and Mo Wuji returned to the city wall.
On top of the ancient bronze city of the human race, there is another symbol again.
Above the Ancient Bronze City, most people were very calm and had already won the game. Even though they had won one more game in the Venerable Realm, everyone didn't feel too bad.
But in the camp of the six-armed gods, all the great demons were like mourning concubines, unable to say a word.
Bo Quan even collapsed on the throne as if he had been severely beaten.
Although he had expected this outcome, he was still extremely uncomfortable seeing Wen Yuzhao being captured alive.
"How could this happen..." Bo Quan was lost in thought.
However, at this moment, outside, the voice of the nine-headed lion came again: "The next show, the peak of real people, the realm of becoming a weapon!"
After saying these words, the people in the big tent were no longer as cheerful as before. They also had brains, and they knew the pain after their heads were broken.
But since the other party has opened the game, they have to accept the challenge, otherwise, once they give up, they will need to pay 300 points of battle merit.
At this moment, the Six-Armed Celestial Clan could only respond hastily and sent a peak demon king to appear.
This time, he was facing Luo Hai.
When Luo Hai appeared in the arena, many spectators gasped: "Why is this a murderer!"
"My God, what kind of existence is the Golden Claw Dojo? How do you feel that they have brought all the famous masters from the human race here?"
This time, Luo Hai only used a few swords to end his opponent's life.
Next, the Venerable Field was opened again. Similarly, another long-famous master from the human race appeared, which directly brought back the memories of countless spectators.
Finally, in the viewing area, a big demon came to his senses.
"It's not the Golden Claw Dojo!"
"It's not even Spring and Autumn Academy!"
"For being able to summon so many legendary characters, the Six-Armed Celestial Clan is completely defeated this time!"
…
In the big tent of the Six-Armed God Clan, Bai Ze felt heavy: "These are the three major academies of the human race!"
The six-tailed spirit fox was puzzled: "Don't the three major academies only train disciples below the spirit-building realm?"
Bai Ze said: "I guess they have called back all the masters trained by the three major academies."
"What?" The demons were puzzled.
"Why can masters who have left the three major academies go back?"
For most of the demon cultivators present, they did not understand this kind of thing. They did not understand what kind of feelings humans had towards the academy when they were young.
Because most of the demon cultivators’ cultivation techniques are either inherited from their own bloodline, or obtained through their own fighting.
The demon cultivator doesn't quite understand the true meaning of the four characters "preaching and receiving karma".
But Bo Quan understood.
"Failed!" Bo Quan finally said these two words, and when he said them, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Yes, if you lose, there is no need to continue.
The Six-Armed Celestial Clan now is not facing a little-known little dojo, they are facing the heritage of the human race!
To be honest, Bo Quan was very unconvinced at this moment.
If it were a super-grand arena from the human race, the six-armed gods would be able to survive, but unfortunately, the other party invited the three major academies.
At this moment, all the demon cultivators in the tent were in despair.
However, outside, the nine-headed lion was reporting again: "My king, in this match, the other party will open the Venerable Field, the Nine Venerable Realms."
"This..." In the entire tent, the hearts of all the demon cultivators were beating wildly.
The ninth realm of the Venerable is almost the ceiling that ordinary beings can cultivate in today's world. It is the absolute pinnacle of combat power.
Any Venerable Ninth Realm, placed in the wilderness, would be able to make dozens or hundreds of countries tremble by stomping their feet.
"Can't fight!"
"How can anything happen to a venerable person of this level?"
"Although we don't know who they are going to fight, we have no special demon masters prepared for this level."
"How about we randomly meet a little demon from the Mingjing realm and fight across realms?" A four-eyed king snake suggested.
At this moment, all the demon cultivators' eyes lit up and they felt good.
However, Bo Quan shook his head and said: "Although this gladiatorial arena supports cross-level challenges, there are restrictions. The maximum is eight small realms."
"How could this happen?" Many demon cultivators were confused.
Bai Ze said: "It is impossible to find loopholes in the rules of extraterrestrial battlefields."
"That is to say, as long as the other party sends out the ninth realm of the venerable, do we have to die a demon lord?"
"this……"
At this moment, all the demon lords in the tent of the Six-Armed Celestial Clan began to feel in danger.
The creatures who entered the spirit-building realm before and the demon masters in the big tent actually didn't feel much. If they lost, they would die as little demons, which would mean their faces would be dull.
But things are different now. If Bo Quan uses the lottery method again, then these demon lords may become victims.
Or, just give up and give the human race 300 battle merits.
Finally, a demon king said: "We can't go on any further!"
"Can we negotiate for peace? This siege battle will end at this point."
"Yes, if we continue, whether it is giving countless military achievements to the human race or losing our Demon Lord, it will be an unbearable burden!"
"Let's negotiate peace. The human race is very well prepared this time."
"It's not that the human race is fully prepared, but that we chose the wrong opponent. That Zhang Chu's identity is too special. Who would have thought that he has such a good relationship with the disciples of the three major academies."
"It's useless to say anything now, let's negotiate peace!"
…
The demons were talking a lot, and they didn't dare to be tough anymore, because if they didn't make peace, they might be the unlucky ones among the demon masters.
If they compete with the same realm, to be honest, they are really worthy. Even if they lose continuously, many big demons still look down on the human race from the bottom of their hearts.
But the problem now is that they may not be given a chance to compete with the same realm.
Take the current situation as an example, the other party has opened the scene for Venerable Nine, and these low-level demon lords will most likely be pushed out to die.
Therefore, peace must be negotiated.
Our venerable life is so precious that we cannot draw lots to die.
Boquan sighed: "Okay, I'll try."
According to the rules of the foreign battlefield, there is indeed an option for peace negotiation. At this moment, Bo Quan came to the temporary city wall, facing the bronze city wall from a distance.
Then, with a thought, he let the blue clouds covering the camp disperse.
At this moment, whether it was the viewing area or Zhang Chu's area, the camp of the six-armed gods could be clearly seen.
It can be seen that the camp of the six-armed gods stretches for thirty miles. There are many tribes in the formation, and the camp is magnificent.
However, at this moment, all the creatures in the camp were dejected and their morale was low.
"The head of the Golden Crane Dojo, can you please come out and give me a reply?" Although Bo Quan's voice was loud, there was a condescending tone in his tone.
In the viewing area, many students suddenly understood.
"Is this a sign of weakness?"
"Admit defeat. If the Venerable Nine Realm Field is really opened, no matter where the loss is, it will be unbearable."
"What a joke. You came to seize the city in a fierce manner, and even put up a nine-nine-city formation, and this is the result?"
"I haven't had enough of it yet. I haven't even seen a few evenly matched scenes. These six-armed gods are too useless."
…
In the viewing area, the sarcasm of all creatures was undisguised, and all kinds of jeers and sarcastic sounds reached Bo Quan's ears.
Although Bo Quan felt aggrieved and angry, he could only endure it.
His six fists were tightly clenched, and he wanted to ask those watching, if you attack the city, can you win? Why are you laughing at me?
On the bronze city wall, the four deans, Zhang Chu, and many other venerables who had just arrived all had different expressions.
Kong Hongli laughed loudly: "Hahahaha... I just said, just open the ninth realm of the Venerable, it will scare them to the point of peeing!"
"Look, isn't this coming!"
Not far away, Sang Wuyang from Qingcang Academy and Linghuye from Zhulu Academy both looked downcast.
Ling Huye also yelled bitterly: "Are the six-armed gods with bad brains? Or are their bones made of mud? Are you afraid of this?"
Zhang Chu looked at Kong Hongli with admiration: "Dean Kong is truly unparalleled in wisdom, courage and carefulness!"
Many other venerables looked at Kong Hongli in bewilderment, with admiration written all over their faces.
That's right, the empty city strategy!
There is no such thing as the Ninth Realm of Venerables on Zhang Chu's side. It's just an old fox named Kong Hongli who is trying to scare people.
As a result, the Six-Armed God Clan gave up on the spot...
At this moment, Kong Hongli looked at Sang Wuyang and Linghuye: "Don't be ridiculous. There are so many people watching. Give me the ninth-grade sunflower seeds from Qingcang Academy and Shangsi Bazhen wine from Zhulu Academy after you go out." Come on, hahaha..."
Sang Wuyang and Linghuye looked unhappy.
Ding Chunqiu twirled his beard and smiled secretly with pride: "You two fools actually made a bet with Lao Kong. When has this old fox ever lost?"
Kong Hongli laughed for a while and said hurriedly: "Okay, okay, keep a straight face. Don't let them see it. Kaiyun, listen to what they say."
At this moment, everyone immediately grimaced and looked murderous.
Zhang Chu thought, and the blue clouds dispersed above the ancient bronze city.
Deans of several major academies, many venerables, masters of the Si family, and disciples from countless academies finally appeared in the viewing area.
