Moreover, Tang Zhuo is only at the Divine Lord Realm Second Level!
Hong Pu is at the Divine Lord Realm Third Level.
How could they be equally matched?
It’s like seeing a ghost.
In the back hall, the face of the Purple Eyebrow Knife Man was extrely grim.
He sent Hong Pu to fight to resolve things quickly and kill Tang Zhuo.
Unexpectedly...
Damn it!
He’s now worried that if Hong Pu loses, he might die...
"Hong Pu cannot lose." The Purple Eyebrow Knife Man muttered to himself, but as soon as his voice ended.
Suddenly.
On the battle stage.
Tang Zhuo and Hong Pu suddenly halted.
They were still.
And... and... and Hong Pu’s heart at his chest, a blade pierced through.
Tang Zhuo won!!!
He won again.
He defeated Bloodless Sword Hong Pu.
The entire fighting arena remained silent for nearly thirty breaths.
Then.
Boom...
The whole arena was almost overturned by the aura.
The disbelief, trembling, and fear-inducing aura, the roaring thoughts, uncontrollable emotions...
Were violent to the extre!
Bloodless Sword Hong Pu has... has... has lost!
Hoe... how could it be?
But the truth is right before us.
A few more breaths later.
"Tang Zhuo! Tang Zhuo!! Tang Zhuo!!!" Everyone in the arena roared this na, excitedly on the brink of madness.
"Mi... Miss, you won nearly a million middle-grade true stones." Lady Jing was so excited she was almost collapsing, her face flushed red, she whispered.
Sikong Yu then laughed boldly.
Without any restraint.
She found a treasure.
An unimaginable, indescribable treasure.
Haha...
Not only did she win a million middle-grade true stones because of Tang Zhuo, but her reputation was also completely restored!
Sikong Yu was so excited that her delicate body trembled.
Lady Huan was feeling increasingly bitter.
To think she had hoped to find a fighter who could rival the one Lady Jing found, she had overthought.
Soon.
An elder appeared before Sikong Yu.
"Miss Sikong, I wonder if Tang Zhuo can be transferred to the Nine Nether Battle Arena? The price is negotiable."
The elder was the Purple Eyebrow Knife Man.
Purple Eyebrow Knife Man rarely erged from the back hall.
Tang Zhuo was simply too strong.
Practically wrecking the place!
At this level, a fighter must either be destroyed, but the Nine Nether Battle Arena dared not, because Sikong Yu’s background was too significant, or he must be brought into the fold.
"Impossible." Sikong Yu shook her head, directly refusing.
"Miss Sikong..." Purple Eyebrow Knife Man wanted to continue but was interrupted by Sikong Yu: "It’s not possible, Purple Eyebrow Knife Man, you needn’t say more."
Purple Eyebrow Knife Man’s face turned blue and pale.
Just as he was trying to shalessly negotiate again.
Suddenly.
Unexpectedly.
"Purple Eyebrow Knife Man, I suppose Tang Zhuo is set to battle for the fourth match. Let my fighter, Waan Qi’s contender, be the opponent!"
A group ca over.
The leader was a young woman.
Over forty thousand years old.
Seventh Level of Divine Lord Realm.
Quite attractive.
By the woman’s side followed several strong guards.
Alongside them, a seemingly amiable man, dressed in plain blue robes, bare-handed.
"Waan Qi!" Sikong Yu instinctively looked at Waan Qi, her face turned sour!!!
Waan Qi, the eldest daughter of the Waan Family.
She was a nesis to her.
The Waan Family was once part of Jiuyou’s Three Factions, like the Sikong House.
Thus, Waan Qi’s identity, strength, martial cultivation talent, appearance, and so on were not inferior to Sikong Yu; the two won were almost equal.
Therefore, they were arch-rivals.
The disputes between Waan Qi and Sikong Yu often played out in the arena.
"Him?" Purple Eyebrow Knife Man then looked at the friendly-looking, blue-robed and bare-handed man behind Waan Qi: "Can he manage?"
Purple Eyebrow Knife Man chuckled bitterly, was she joking? A stranger at Divine Lord Realm Second Level to battle against Tang Zhuo? That’s not a funny joke!
Tang Zhuo defeated Bloodless Sword Hong Pu!
So terrifyingly strong!
He truly had no faith in the person Waan Qi found, absolutely no faith, though this person was also at Divine Lord Realm Second Level.
"Yes, it’s him, his na is Sui Wu." Waan Qi smiled, her beautiful face with a hint of playfulness: "He’s very strong."
"Are you sure?" Sikong Yu spoke out, laughing with disdain.
Hong Pu died at Tang Zhuo’s hands.
Does Waan Qi really expect this unknown stranger to battle Tang Zhuo?!
Ridiculous.
Very strong? Cough, cough...
"I’m sure." Waan Qi nodded.
Suddenly, Sikong Yu felt great, soone was willingly offering themselves for a hit, why not strike when offered for free?
Such overconfidence!
"Then let him take the stage!" Sikong Yu glanced at Sui Wu, feeling increasingly smug.
Then, Sikong Yu instructed the service staff: "Place a bet of one million middle-grade true stones on Tang Zhuo for ."
A huge stake.
An absolutely massive stake.
After all, not making money would be foolish, right?
Soon.
Purple Eyebrow Knife Man announced Tang Zhuo’s fourth match!!!
In an instant, the whole arena was in a frenzy.
Almost everyone rushed to place bets.
Throwing away money, right?
If the defeated Hong Pu wasn’t a match, how could an unknown Divine Lord Realm Second Level kid challenge Tang Zhuo?!
Laughable!
"Instant kill!"
"Absolutely instant kill!"
"Isn’t this obvious?"
"This Sui Wu might not even be as strong as Wu Kai, right?"
"Every Tom, Dick and Harry dares to challenge Tang Zhuo!"
......
The entire fighting arena was filled with laughter.
Too many people were staring at Sui Wu, as if they were looking at a fool.
Miss Wang, could she be so foolish too? It seems everyone can be foolish, and Miss Wang is no exception.
However, Sui Wu’s expression remained calm, with a gentle smile from start to finish.
And amidst the endless ridicule.
Sui Wu walked towards the battle stage.
Tang Zhuo seed a bit bored.
Can anyone challenge ?!
Do they wish to die?
Fine, I will oblige them.
"Waan Qi, previously, I thought you were a smart person," Sikong Yu glanced at Waan Qi as Sui Wu stepped onto the battle stage, blinking.
The aning was clear, she didn’t expect Waan Qi to be a fool.
A ridiculous fool.
After today, when Waan Qi sees , will she take a detour?
"Whether soone wins or loses, the result hasn’t erged yet, it’s uncertain, isn’t it?" Waan Qi also blinked, a mysterious hue in her beautiful eyes.
"Is that so?" Sikong Yu was truly speechless, uncertain? What a perfect uncertainty!!! Dreaming?
"One move! Tang Zhuo, finish it in one move!" Sikong Yu suddenly shouted the next mont.
Her voice was full of strong confidence and dominance.
On the battle stage, Tang Zhuo nodded.
At that mont.
Suddenly.
Tang Zhuo struck directly.
Sword, still a sword.
Even faster.
Even fiercer.
Even more unbelievable.
Even stranger.
Like a divine sword.
Ninety-nine percent of martial cultivators within the fighting arena didn’t see clearly.
And this sword, was aid straight at Sui Wu.
Sui Wu seed unable to dodge at all.
Indeed.
In the blink of an eye.
At the extre speed.
The sword was thrust directly at Sui Wu’s chest.
Sikong Yu’s smile began to ripple.
However...
Just as the smile rippled.
Suddenly!!!
Unanticipated.
"You are very weak." Sui Wu, actually... actually... actually spoke.
The key was, as he spoke, it was clearly visible that Tang Zhuo’s sword was right at his chest.
Clearly using all his might.
Clearly with a heavy sword montum.
Clearly with Evil Qi soaring.
Clearly fierce in tens of thousands.
Yet it couldn’t advance an inch.
Tang Zhuo was already confused!
This... this... how is this possible? How is the opponent’s body so hard? This... such body defensive power? Am I dreaming?
He felt his sword fell on a huge mountain, a Divine Mountain.
"The weak only deserve death." Then, while the entire fighting arena, everyone was still in disbelief, trembling terror, Sui Wu lightly raised his head, smiled.
Then.
A punch.
Just one punch.
Not fast.
Not heavy.
Just a punch.
Yet this punch.
Smashed directly into Tang Zhuo’s sword.
Crack!
That... that sword, shattered!
Though it was a Cloud Imperial Weapon, still an Imperial Soldier, it just shattered like that!!!
More horrifying, more chilling was, the shattered blade pierced directly through Tang Zhuo’s neck, chest, shoulder, etc.
Tang Zhuo, covered in blood, died a miserable death.
Then.
A good hundred breaths later.
Within the fighting arena, only then was there the slightest bit of breathing.
If not for Lady Huan and Lady Jing supporting her, Sikong Yu would have already fallen.
Sikong Yu’s face was pale.
"So, Sikong Yu, did you win or lose?" Waan Qi’s smile grew deeper, with a playful tint, staring at Sikong Yu, blinking.
Sikong Yu was silent, her face growing paler.
She tightly clenched her fists.
Her nails almost dug into her palms.
"Who exactly is laughable? Sikong Yu. Why not speak?" Waan Qi shook her head, bored: "This just isn’t interesting!"
"I’ll step in. I’ll challenge him." At that mont, Su Chen spoke.
No one expected.
Su Chen, always like an invisible person, actually spoke.
Yes.
Calmly spoke.
"Shut up!!!" Sikong Yu’s voice almost lost control, at this point, she was utterly disgraced, Su Chen this ant, this ant from Minor Thousand Worlds, still dreaming?
He wants to fight?
Haha... hahahaha... ha hahahaha...
Isn’t enough disgrace yet?
Still embarrassing here? Sikong Yu’s face almost completely gone.
However.
Su Chen actually... actually ignored Sikong Yu, raised his head, and walked towards the battle stage.
Step by step he walked.
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