Chaos Dao Sheng Jue

Chapter 1309 Fighting in the Arena

Yongle Immortal Venerable was already very upset because of Sima Mingyi's affairs.

In addition, he could tell at a glance that the cultivation level of the big man in front of him was only in the middle stage of Taiyi Xuanxian Realm, and he actually dared to provoke him, a person in the late stage of Taiyi Xuanxian Realm. The anger in his heart was instantly ignited.

He sneered and said, "Since you're seeking death, I'll grant your wish. I hope you can continue to be so arrogant in the ring."

Immortal Yongle decided to teach this ignorant man a lesson, so he nodded and agreed to the other party's request.

"Okay! If you have the guts, whoever doesn't go will be a grandson." The big man shouted, but a cunning look flashed in his eyes, and then he turned and walked towards the martial arts field.

Upon seeing this, Immortal Yongle flicked his sleeves and followed.

However, in the ring of Yongle Immortal Venerable, Lu Chen shook his head and sighed, and immediately cursed: "Qian Yongle, Qian Yongle, you are such a fool,

The other party was clearly trying to provoke you, and you couldn't even see through such an obvious deception. This guy was obviously sent by Sima Mingyi to target you, and you rushed to get yourself killed.

Damn, what the hell is this? It really pissed me off."

Soon, the Immortal Yongle Qian Yongle and the big man arrived at the martial arts field. The noise and cheers around them immediately drowned them out.

This place was just like a gambling house, already crowded with people. Two monks were fighting fiercely on the ring.

Their figures shuttled through the air like lightning, and every collision brought up a gust of wind, which made the audience cheer.

By the time Qian Yongle and the big man had completed the relevant formalities, the two men on the ring had already decided the winner.

Since there are clear regulations on the ship that prohibit harming other people's lives, even if the two people have a deep hatred, they will only touch on it briefly.

At this moment, an old man teleported to the stage, and the noisy discussions below the stage quickly dissipated.

He was wearing a simple green robe, with a thin face, a high forehead, deep eyes, and sparse white hair neatly tied behind his head. A few strands of hair hung down, adding a bit of immortal air to him.

Afterwards, the old man cleared his throat and announced in a steady and powerful voice, "Everyone, please be patient. There is another group of contestants coming up on stage.

They are Yang Batian, known as the Iron-Guard Divine Spear, and Qian Yongle, known as the Yongle Immortal Venerable. Now, please invite the two contestants to the stage."

As soon as the old man finished speaking, the noise from the audience started again.

Amidst the noise and the pointing of the audience, Yang Batian and Qian Yongle both teleported to the stage.

The arena is about half the size of a basketball court and is built of redwood. Mysterious runes and defensive formations are carved around it, making the entire arena extremely solid.

"I didn't expect that he was Yang Batian, the "Iron-hearted Divine Spear". It is said that this guy is extremely cruel and his methods are extremely brutal.

"He once single-handedly wiped out an entire five-star sect, sparing no one, including the elderly, the weak, women, and children. Even more despicable, he raped and humiliated all the women in his family, then beheaded them all afterward." Someone in the audience who knew the situation commented.

"Yes, I have heard about this incident as well. It is said that he was later hunted down and disappeared from sight. I never thought he would appear here.

In my opinion, Qian Yongle won't last more than three breaths." Someone else echoed.

Hearing these discussions, Yongle Immortal Master frowned slightly and suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart. He even wondered if all this was a setup by Sima Mingyi.

"What do you think? Are you scared? If you kneel down and apologize to me right now, I might be so happy that I can make you suffer less." Yang Batian mocked Qian Yongle when he saw his serious expression.

"Hmph, stop talking nonsense here. Who knows who will suffer?" Qian Yongle immediately retorted after hearing this.

Now that he was already standing on the ring, he had nothing to fear. At least in his opinion, his cultivation was higher than his opponent's, so there was no reason for him to lose.

At this time, the old referee cleared his throat again and said in a steady and powerful voice, "You should all have known the rules when you signed up, right?"

Qian Yongle and Yang Batian nodded in agreement, and then the old man's voice came from their ears: "Let's begin."

After saying that, the old man teleported directly out of the field.

As the old man finished speaking, the atmosphere in the arena suddenly became tense. Without the slightest hesitation, Yang Batian immediately activated his immortal energy. In an instant, the air around him seemed to freeze, and his figure seemed to merge with the heavens and the earth. Then, he launched a fierce punch.

This attack was not an ordinary one, but rather a reflection of his profound understanding of the power of law.

Before the fist arrived, the oppressive feeling had already made everyone present feel difficulty breathing.

The air seemed to be torn apart, forming visible ripples that spread out in all directions. The power was so great that it was terrifying.

When Qian Yongle first saw that the other party didn't even use any magic weapon, he did feel a bit of contempt in his heart.

However, when that power swept over him like a violent storm, his expression suddenly changed as he realized that this was not just a simple attack.

Yang Batian's punch not only blocked all his possible escape routes, but also locked the surrounding void tightly, making it impossible for him to escape.

At this critical moment, Qian Yongle knew that he had no choice but to defend with all his strength.

He quickly formed seals with his hands, and a faint light suddenly appeared around his body, forming a protective shield to try to withstand the upcoming fierce attack.

At the same time, his mind moved, and a flying sword suddenly hovered above his head. Then, like an arrow shot from a bow, with terrifying power, it flew straight towards Yang Batian's forehead.

Just as Yang Batian's fist was about to touch Qian Yongle's shield, the entire space seemed to be distorted by an invisible force.

Time seemed to stop at this moment, everyone held their breath, their eyes fixed on what was about to happen on the field.

"boom……"

There was a loud bang, as deafening as thunder, and powerful energy spread out in all directions with the two of them as the center.

At this moment, the light curtain of the formation on the arena suddenly appeared, absorbing all the spreading power.

But even so, one could still clearly see a strong wind blowing on the ring, which then formed a huge vortex, blocking everyone's vision.

Only when the smoke gradually dissipated could people see the situation clearly.

There was a flying sword that was cut into two pieces lying on the ring, and a blurry figure appeared on the ring. Almost everyone thought that Yang Batian had won.

"Yang Batian is so powerful. He actually defeated Qian Yongle, who is in the late Taiyi Xuanxian realm, with his cultivation level of the middle Taiyi Xuanxian realm, and he killed him instantly." A cultivator in the audience said in shock.

"This Qian Yongle is such a loser. I thought he could hold on for a few breaths, but he lost in less than a single breath." Another cultivator complained.

"It's over. My immortal crystals are all gone. I should have bet on Yang Batian to win." A cultivator in the crowd said with a depressed face...