The entire crowd was in an uproar, countless people shouting Linghu Yudao’s na, like a mountain shouting in an ocean of voices.
The referee on the arena also took a deep look at Linghu Yudao before coldly announcing, "Tie Wushuang’s Hundred Man Slaughter challenge failed, now will the next challenger, Ling Feng, please take the stage!"
Ling Feng, take the stage! —
The cold voice spread throughout the arena, reaching every corner of the battleground.
This young lad who just stepped out of the academy, a flower cultivated in a greenhouse, dares to challenge those strong ones on the Hundred Battle Heaven List of Tianmang Fortress.
Except for the companions around Ling Feng, almost no one believed that Ling Feng could succeed in the challenge. In fact, many people placed heavy bets, wagering that Ling Feng would be severely trampled upon in the first battle.
What General Wei Yuan?
Complete nonsense!
"Hey, it’s your turn."
The girl in green clothing gently nudged Ling Feng and smiled radiantly, "For having such guts, I’ll cheer for you."
Ling Feng grinned, "In that case, since you’re cheering for , I’ll go easy on Linghu Yudao in a mont."
"Tch!" The girl in green rolled her eyes and spat lightly, "Daydreaming!"
Ling Feng ignored the girl in green, directly gliding onto the stage like crossing a river on a reed, his steps ethereal. In the blink of an eye, he was standing nimbly on the arena.
Carefree Sword Step, after Ling Feng’s repeated enhancents, was definitely not inferior to Linghu Yudao’s so-called ’Phantom Moonlight’ movent technique.
"This guy is really arrogant."
The girl in green smiled lightly, finding Ling Feng sotis quite interesting.
Whoosh!
At the mont when Ling Feng stepped onto the Hundred Battle Arena, countless eyes fixated on him.
"Brother Feen, go for it!"
"General Ling, it’s on you now!"
Those companions from the Heavenly Position Academy clenched their fists and shouted loudly, but unfortunately, they were quickly drowned out by the cheers from the martial artists of Tianmang Fortress.
"Hmph, not very capable, but talks big! I bet this General Ling will fall like a dead dog in the first battle!"
"Hahaha! I bet too!"
Xu Zhongda and several other commanders from the camps arrived early, just waiting to see Ling Feng make a fool of himself.
They had been embarrassed by Ling Feng in public, their butts still sore from the beating, especially Xu Zhongda, who was seething with hatred.
Once Ling Feng falls on this arena, let’s see how he has the face to continue pretending in front of these soldiers!
"Quiet."
The referee called out blandly, then loudly announced Ling Feng’s opponent for the first match.
"Hundred Consecutive Kills challenge begins, Ling Feng versus the 121st rank on the Hundred Battle Heaven List, Liu Zongyuan."
As the voice fell, a man in his early thirties leapt onto the stage, his strength around the Seventh Level of the Divine Origin Realm. From his aura, he shouldn’t be much weaker than Yaan Jinghong.
The depth of Tianmang Fortress is evident. You know, in the younger generation of the Imperial City, there are no more than ten experts at Yaan Jinghong’s level, but in Tianmang Fortress, there are over a hundred!
Although their talent is not as good as Yaan Jinghong’s, sotis talent is important. Especially on the battlefield, only strength matters!
"Ha, this General Ling is unlucky! Don’t be fooled by Liu Zongyuan’s gentle appearance, his thods are extrely ruthless. Opponents he defeats are basically bedridden for a month or two."
"Heh heh, forget about Hundred Consecutive Kills, he might end up lying in bed for a hundred days straight."
Xu Zhongda and others burst into laughter, eager to see Ling Feng’s defeat.
Liu Zongyuan disdainfully glanced at Ling Feng, then took out ten Elental Crystals from his Space Spirit Ring and handed them to the referee, this was the wager for the match.
Since it’s an arena battle, naturally a wager is required.
In the Hundred Battle Arena, the wager could be Elental Stones, Cultivation Techniques, Sword Equipnt, ore, etc. In theory, as long as its value exceeds ten Elental Crystals, it constitutes a wager.
However, for talents of their level, ten Elental Crystals are insignificant, and Liu Zongyuan directly taking out ten Elental Crystals was a direct insult to Ling Feng, implying Ling Feng was only worth ten Elental Crystals.
"This Liu Zongyuan, truly a belly full of bad water."
The referee received the Elental Stones, did not say much, and looked at Ling Feng, "General Ling, what is your wager?"
"I guess this General Ling can’t co up with ten Elental Crystals!"
Liu Zongyuan sneered with a Yin Yang attitude, "Haha, General Ling, how about shouting ’dad’ to twice, and I’ll help you with a hundred Elental Crystals, how about it?"
Ling Feng smacked his lips and directly took out a Supre Black Diamond Card from the Heavenly Alliance, and calmly said, "I use this Black Diamond Card as a wager."
The referee took the card, his eyes twitched fiercely, "Supre Black Diamond Card, at least worth over a million Elental Crystals, you... are you sure?"
"Just a re Black Diamond Card."
Ling Feng shrugged, "I’m not like those who call ’dad’ at a hundred Elental Crystals."
Liu Zongyuan’s face turned black, wanting to use those ten Elental Crystals to humiliate Ling Feng, but ended up being turned against by Ling Feng. Now, instead, he appeared to be the poor man.
"Bastard, you’re courting death!" Liu Zongyuan clenched his fists, a trace of cold light flashed in his eyes.
"Alright, the battle begins, life and death are fated."
The referee waved a small flag in his hand and added, "With the Demon Clan as the current great enemy, I hope the two challengers can exercise restraint."
Liu Zongyuan completely ignored the referee’s reminder, directly drew his long sword, and coldly said, "I will show you the price of insulting ."
Then, he directly summoned his Primordial Soul, his whole body’s Elental Power surged violently.
He was smart, knowing Ling Feng’s realm was low, and definitely weak in Elental Power, so he gave Ling Feng no chance to showcase any Sword Skills or Battle Techniques, directly overpowering with his Primordial Soul.
Ling Feng grinned, lightly raised his palm, and casually strolled towards Liu Zongyuan, completely treating Liu Zongyuan’s wild Primordial Soul as nothing.
"Get down, poor bastard!"
Liu Zongyuan was dazed for a mont, the next instant, a crisp slap echoed as his body spun high-speed like a top, and then with a "boom," he was flung off, slamming heavily off the Hundred Battle Arena.
"Hiss!"
Everyone gazed at each other, each with a face of disbelief, looking at the fallen Liu Zongyuan below the stage.
This guy, with just one slap, knocked away a master ranked around the 100th spot on the Hundred Battle Heaven List?
"What... what is going on here?"
The martial artists of Tianmang Fortress were dumbfounded, almost popping their eyes out of their sockets.
Although Liu Zongyuan’s strength was only around the 100th rank, he shouldn’t have been this weak, right?
"Big brother, well done!"
"Ha ha, splendid job!"
In the spectator seat, Jiang Xiaofan and others jumped up in excitent. This first battle was won beautifully, truly satisfying!
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