Volume 3: The Sword That Shines on the Demon Clan Chapter 13 Are you the emperor penguin who slapped 28 contestants to death with one palm?
The third floor of the auditorium is a special room made of special materials. The scene inside cannot be seen from the outside. This is a VIP room specially prepared for audiences who can afford a large amount of Demon Yuan Stones.
At this moment, in a VIP room, there were two demons standing, one male and one female. Both had perfectly transformed into human form, and even their clothes were almost identical to those of humans.
“Is it worth winning over?”
The cold voice was chilling and yet very pleasant to the ear.
The woman who was speaking was wearing a light blue dress with white gauze. She had a pretty face and her long, soft hair was loose.
"Too young, and the penguin clan has very low potential. Even if he is an emperor penguin, his future achievements will be limited. What's more, he can only use this one palm?"
Amidst the sneer, a frivolous young man stood up. He was tall and dressed in a white robe with gold edges.
"There's something strange about his body movements and speed. I suspect he's hiding his strength."
The woman looked down through the transparent spirit stone in front of her with cold eyes.
Just then, Wang Chen was seen leaving the ring in a swagger and disappearing into the crowd.
"So what if he hides his strength? He has not even touched that realm."
"Brother Feng must have gone crazy thinking about the fifth floor, so he arranged for us to look for someone to win over in a level full of small fry. This emperor penguin, even if his body movements are a hundred times faster and his palm power is a hundred times stronger, he can't survive a single move from us."
The cold-looking woman frowned slightly, but nodded in agreement with the frivolous man's statement.
So she stopped talking and turned away.
The frivolous man raised his head and drank the red wine in his hand.
Pah. He threw the crystal glass to the ground, wiped his mouth casually, and strode out.
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After Wang Chen exchanged the Demon Yuan Stone, the first thing he did was to rush to the consignment office.
Fortunately, no demon tribe was interested in those inherited items, so he put them in his pocket.
Next, he will find a place to devour these objects of inheritance, light up the stars, and finally reach the realm of the seventh nirvana.
Inside the counter, the white rat demon looked at Wang Chen with a very strange look.
"What's up?"
Wang Chen was puzzled.
"I wonder if you're the emperor penguin who slapped 28 contestants to death with one palm."
"Emperor Penguin?" Wang Chen was stunned. What the hell is this?
"No, my name is Jiang Yu." Wang Chen shook his head.
"After all these years, this is the first time I've heard of a Penguin warrior winning the Battle of Kings."
...Wang Chen was speechless. It was obvious that his denial was not heard by the white rat at all.
"Did you remember it wrongly?"
After hearing what the White Rat Demon said, Ximen Youqian suddenly interrupted the White Rat.
"My father is also from the Penguin Tribe. He said he was one of the most powerful warriors in the arena. Haven't you heard of him?"
"The most powerful warrior in the arena?"
The white mouse was stunned for a moment, then sneered and said, "Penguin, you have no idea what the most powerful existence in the arena is. That kind of existence has the blood of a divine beast on its body. Even if you get close to it, you will be killed by the demonic power."
"I once saw two powerful warriors duel on the fourth underground floor. At that time, I had only one feeling. The battles on other levels of the arena, including the third level, were nothing but children's play compared to the fourth level. I had never seen such a battle before. It was like a battle between two demon gods."
"At the beginning, I was just like you. I had dreams and passion, and I thought I was a rare genius of the Rat Tribe and ventured into the fighting arena."
"It was only after watching a battle of that level that I realized that there are differences between demons. There is an innate gap that cannot be made up no matter what you do."
"Do you know what the third-level arena calls the first- and second-level arenas?"
"It's called the trash fish layer!"
"So I advise you not to go to the third-level arena. The masters there are simply not comparable to those in the first two levels. What's more, there are extremely strong people on the third level who were eliminated from the fourth-level arena. If you meet them, you will be dead."
"Thanks."
Wang Chen nodded, as if thanking the white mouse for the reminder, and walked out of the consignment office with the penguin.
After taking two steps.
There was a different light flashing in Ximen Youqian's eyes. He suddenly stopped and turned back.
"You must be mistaken. My father would not lie to me."
After saying this, he took a step forward and followed Wang Chen.
"It's okay. When I can get down to the fifth floor, I will take you to find your father." Wang Chen patted the penguin's belly and comforted it.
"You don't know what life and death are." Bai Shu heard the conversation between the two people clearly, looked at their receding backs, snorted coldly, lowered his head, and continued to look at the animal skin in his hand.
"Wang Chen, do you think Ximen Youqian's father is really that powerful?" Xiaoyao asked curiously.
"Maybe." Wang Chen replied indifferently.
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If the verification is correct, you can enter the third level of the arena.
After the burly monster guarding the entrance to the third floor verified Wang Chen's monster card, he moved aside the huge staircase.
But I want to remind you that the moment you enter the third-level arena, you will automatically become a third-level fighter and abide by the third-level rules. It is impossible to return to the second-level competition.
"Thanks."
Wang Chen thanked the guard and walked down the stairs with Ximen Youqian.
The stairs on the third floor are much longer, which means that the height and width of the third-floor arena are wider.
After a moment, they arrived at the bottom of the stairs, revealing the unique metallic floor of the underground arena.
Unlike the quiet and remote entrance on the second floor, there was actually a demon standing next to the exit on the third floor.
He was a young man with a dog's head and a human body, wearing coarse clothes and very ordinary clothes.
Wang Chen frowned slightly. Judging from the faint aura of this young man, he was already equivalent to a human cultivator who had reached the fifth nirvana stage.
However, he looked extremely miserable, and did not transform into a human form. He seemed like a demon living at the bottom of society.
When the dog-headed demon saw Wang Chen, his eyes suddenly lit up. He bent down slightly and trotted over attentively.
This action reminded Wang Chen of the street vendors selling films.
"This big brother."
The dog-headed man's first words almost made Wang Chen slap him away.
This kind of pick-up was too vulgar, and the dog demon looked a few years older than him.
"I wonder if you have heard of the Taoist temple left behind by Demon Emperor Tongtian. It is an excellent place for training . As long as you understand the mysteries of it, your cultivation will soar. How about I take you to have a look?"
The black dog demon nodded and bowed.
"The dojo of the Demon Emperor Tongtian?"
Wang Chen looked up and down at the dog demon suspiciously.
Even the demons at the fifth level of Nirvana had turned into pimps. He was secretly alert.
Doesn't that mean the mainstream opponents in this third level are those who have experienced six or even seven Nirvanas?
But if there really is a temple of the Demon Emperor Tongtian, shouldn't it be packed with demons, making it impossible to enter? How could it be necessary for this seemingly down-and-out dog demon to guard the stairs and solicit customers?
But anyway, he had just reached the third level and needed a place to practice. Even if the Tongtian Demon Emperor's temple was fake, it would not be a loss for him as long as there was a quiet place.
After thinking for a while, he nodded to the dog demon who was standing beside him with a hopeful look on his face and said, "Okay. But I have something important to do now. In two hours, you wait for me at the exit of the arena and take me to the dojo."
Hearing Wang Chen's agreement , the dog demon's originally dim eyes suddenly burst into light, as if a drowning man had grabbed a straw, and nodded and bowed repeatedly.
Wang Chen walked out following the light of the torch tower in the distance.
Bai Shu’s comments on the third floor were still ringing in his ears. He wanted to know what level of opponents there were in this third floor, which was said to be the grave of newcomers.
