Chapter 10: Underground Fighting Arena
The Gate of Divine Will.
The courtyard for true disciples, Tianhe Courtyard.
"Brother Yun Tianhe, we have something important to report."
The two disciples hurriedly walked into Wuchen Courtyard and came in front of Yun Tianhe.
"explain."
Yun Tianhe was practicing sword in the yard. When he saw the two men coming, he stopped.
"We haven't heard from Senior Brother Meng Yuan for a month. We suspect he is dead."
One of the disciples whispered.
"died?"
Yun Tianhe narrowed his eyes, "How did he die?"
"Not sure. But as far as we know, he lost contact because he was tracking Ling Chen."
"You mean Ling Chen killed him?" Yun Tianhe's pupils shrank slightly, and then he shook his head, "Impossible, with Ling Chen's ability, how could he kill Meng Yuan."
The two disciples looked at each other, and one of them continued, "We originally thought so, but when Ling Chen returned to the sect last time, he actually completed the mission of killing the Evil Blood Swordsman."
"Not only that, many disciples have recently encountered Ling Chen in the Bronze Man Formation. According to their description, Ling Chen's martial arts have improved greatly recently, and it is suspected that he has at least reached the fifth level of cultivation." Another person also stepped forward to report.
"This kid is really a cockroach. He actually returned to the fifth level so quickly."
Yun Tianhe's face darkened slightly. Ling Chen's growth rate really surprised him. His meridians had been damaged, so even if he was a genius, he shouldn't have recovered so quickly.
"It seems that I must get rid of him in the fighting arena in a month. Otherwise, he will be a real threat to me."
Yun Tianhe clenched his fists. He would not sit idly by and watch Ling Chen continue to grow. One month later, Ling Chen would die.
"Do we have to wait until a month later? Ling Chen has already gone to Wucheng. His intention is very clear. He obviously wants to use Wucheng's underground fighting arena to hone himself and seek a breakthrough."
"Yes, if he succeeds, the consequences will be disastrous. Although you, Senior Brother Yun, are sure to win, we still have to take precautions."
Both of them bowed.
Yun Tianhe frowned tightly. With his pride, he naturally didn't want to come up with any small ideas at this time, but what these two people said was not entirely unreasonable, so he had to be on guard.
After pondering for a while, Yun Tianhe raised his hand and finally made a decision.
"Pass my instructions and have Feng Chong go to Wucheng."
"yes!"
A gleam of light appeared in the eyes of the two men. Feng Chong was Yun Tianhe's right-hand man, but no one expected that he would send this man to take action this time. This time, Ling Chen was most likely dead.
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Wucheng.
In the entire Kingdom of Wind, apart from the capital, the most famous place is Wucheng. Since the capital is the location of the court of the Kingdom of Wind, its status is unshakable, but the background of Wucheng should not be underestimated, that is the black market.
The black market is nominally a loose commercial force, but in reality, the forces behind it are complex and complicated, including aristocratic families, righteous sects, and even evil sects.
Among the five major countries, each of them has a black market. If the country is the ruling force existing in the sun, then the black market is another major force existing in the darkness.
In short, this is a lawless place.
Wucheng is the base of the Wind Country’s black market, and the underground fighting arena here is famous throughout the five countries.
The location of the underground martial arts arena is right in the center of Wucheng. Contrary to its name, the underground martial arts arena is extremely magnificent. It is dozens of feet high and covers hundreds of acres. It is a landmark building of Wucheng.
When Ling Chen arrived at the underground fighting arena, the area was also crowded with people, and powerful warriors could be seen everywhere. Of course, most of the warriors had low cultivation levels, and they came here simply to join in the fun and observe and learn.
"Please arrange a fight for me. I want to challenge for ten consecutive victories."
Ling Chen found the steward of the underground fighting arena, and he was ready to challenge the Ten-Win Streak. You should know that starting from the Ten-Win Streak, it is a kind of honor belonging to the underground fighting arena. Anyone who wins ten consecutive victories in the underground fighting arena will get the Ten-Win Streak Token of the underground fighting arena.
This ten-game winning streak token has no special meaning, but it is a proof of strength in the world .
Not to mention, above ten consecutive wins there are twenty consecutive wins, fifty consecutive wins, and even the terrifying one hundred consecutive wins.
"Ten consecutive wins?"
The steward looked at Ling Chen for a moment, then his expression slightly stiffened and he asked, "Sir, are you a sixth-level warrior?"
"That's right."
Ling Chen nodded. He was wearing a mask and didn't think others would recognize him.
"Okay, I will arrange a fight for you as soon as possible." The deacon nodded, and then became serious, "But before that, I must remind you that when you arrive at our underground fighting arena, your head is hanging on your waist, and you may be in danger of losing your life at any time."
"I know that. Doesn't your underground fighting arena also provide rich rewards? Opportunities and risks coexist, which is understandable."
Ling Chen still nodded calmly.
There are at least hundreds of warriors watching the fights here, and there is gambling in almost every fight. The underground fighting arena makes a lot of money from these people, so accordingly, it provides extremely generous rewards to the warriors who fight, especially those who win consecutively.
A warrior who wins ten consecutive games can obtain a jar of nourishing spirit liquid from the underground fighting arena. This is a treasure that is more rare than the Qi Gathering Powder.
"Okay, then you sit here for a while, someone will notify you later."
After saying that, the deacon turned around and went to make arrangements.
Ling Chen found a more secluded seat, sat down, closed his eyes, and waited quietly.
…
In the underground fighting arena, a middle-aged man wearing a loose golden robe walked in.
"leader!"
When the people in the underground fighting arena saw the newcomers, they all bowed and saluted, each of them was very respectful.
"Have there been any outstanding warriors on the fighting stage today?" the middle-aged man in a golden robe asked a deacon.
"None have been found so far. But a young man wearing a mask just came and said he wanted to challenge for ten consecutive victories. I have already arranged for him to do so." The deacon replied.
"Oh? Challenging for ten consecutive wins?" The man in the golden robe raised his eyebrows and nodded, seeming to be interested. "Let's go and take a look."
In the center of the huge fighting arena, there stood a square arena, with a large number of spectators sitting densely around the arena. After searching the arena, the man in the golden robe looked towards the arena in the center.
I saw two figures on the stage, standing twenty meters away from each other.
One of them was dressed in flowing white, with a long sword on his waist, an elegant temperament, and a mask on his face. It was Ling Chen.
Opposite him was a young man in black, about twenty years old, with a cultivation level of around the fifth level.
At this age, he is able to cultivate to the fifth level, which shows that his aptitude is excellent.
In this first round, the underground fighting arena's intention was obvious, it was to test Ling Chen's background.
The higher the level of martial arts you send out to fight, the higher the price you have to pay.
After all, the underground fighting arena is a commercial force, and what they naturally consider is how to maximize their profits and achieve their goals at the lowest cost.
In the eyes of the steward of the underground fighting arena, a fifth-level warrior was enough to test Ling Chen.
"Yang Jing from the Yang family, please teach me!"
The young man in black picked up the sword in his hand and clasped his fists towards Ling Chen.
"Take action."
Ling Chen folded his hands in front of his chest, with no intention of drawing his sword.
"How can you look down on me so much?"
Yang Jing injected his true energy into the sword. He shouted angrily, leaped up, and slashed at Ling Chen's face with the sword in mid-air.
Ling Chen's expression did not change from beginning to end, until the moment when Yang Jing's blade was in front of him, he raised his eyelids, stepped on the sole of his foot, and suddenly drifted backwards.
Yang Jing's blade was only inches away from Ling Chen, but it always maintained this distance and could not hurt Ling Chen at all.
"hateful!"
His face darkened , and Yang Jing frantically gathered his true energy to kill Ling Chen. He didn't believe that he couldn't hurt even a hair on Ling Chen.
Finally, he pushed Ling Chen to the edge of the ring, and the chance to defeat Ling Chen finally came.
"Defeat me!"
Yang Jing's face was full of joy. At that moment, he seemed to have seen Ling Chen's flaw, and he immediately stabbed out with the sword in his hand desperately, wanting to take advantage of this opportunity to win.
boom!
The blade light passed by Ling Chen's side, and the next moment, Yang Jing fell off the stage with the blade.
"Thank you for your mercy."
Yang Jing got up from the ground and quickly cast a look of gratitude towards Ling Chen. From beginning to end, he didn't even touch Ling Chen's clothes. If the latter wanted to kill him, it would be easy.
