Volume 3: The Sword That Shines on the Demon Clan Chapter 34: Storms from all sides
The official hall of the arena.
The sounds of "kick, tap..." footsteps echoed in the quiet corridor, and Kong Feiyu walked with big strides on the smooth and hard floor.
Along the way, many official personnel bowed their heads and saluted respectfully when they saw him.
Kong Feiyu said nothing and walked by indifferently, with a hint of rebelliousness in his expression.
However, the expression that was enough to scare the officials was restrained in front of a vermilion door.
Standing in front of the door, Kong Feiyu even paused for a moment before knocking respectfully.
"elder brother."
The voice was low and weak, as if he was afraid of disturbing the respected elders. Even Kong Feiyu himself felt that his own voice was so unfamiliar.
Then he slowly pushed the door open and walked in.
Light shone out from the spacious and bright room. Behind a large table near the window, a young man was sitting there, putting his spiritual consciousness into a communication jade bead in his hand.
This man had short, neat hair and a face somewhat similar to Kong Feiyu, but he had an intimidating aura that was inconsistent with his age.
A terrifying aura came over him, and Kong Feiyu was secretly frightened.
"My brother's momentum is getting more fierce."
His elder brother Kong Pojun was the talented child of the Kong family. He was only two years older than himself, but he was already the head of the Kong family's fighting arena business.
Being able to stand out among so many young people in the Kong family, Kong Pojun can be regarded as one of the top young people of the demon clan in terms of both cultivation and ability.
"You must hold on to your brother's thigh tightly, so that you can continue to live a carefree life in the future ." Kong Feiyu was secretly shocked when he saw Kong Pojun closing his eyes to check the news.
He was daydreaming when he felt two sharp gazes coming at him, causing him to lower his head unconsciously.
It was Kong Pojun who opened his eyes.
"Something?" Kong Pojun frowned, as if he didn't want to be disturbed.
"Oh, brother, just now you asked me to recruit Jiang Yu who killed Raymond, and I took three of them..." Kong Feiyu said anxiously.
"Tell me the result." Kong Pojun frowned. He was not willing to waste time on a small character.
"He doesn't want to join the official team." Kong Feiyu said hurriedly.
"Oh? How did you deal with it?" Kong Pojun's face suddenly turned serious, revealing a cold and calm look.
Kong Feiyu was stunned. How could he not understand that once Kong Pojun showed this expression, he was testing him.
Once, a senior official failed his test and was slapped on the head by him. The official was unconscious for .
Unconsciously, Kong Feiyu's back was soaked with cold sweat: "At that time, there were a lot of people watching, and I thought I couldn't break the rules in front of others, so... so... I made a bet with him. Three months later, he would duel with the three fierce dogs I brought... "
"Which three?" Kong Pojun interrupted.
"Number 4, number 6 and number 8." Kong Feiyu said.
"What about the bet?"
"If he wins, he will go down to the fourth floor. If he loses, he will die."
After saying this, Kong Feiyu clenched his teeth, like a prisoner waiting for sentencing.
The cold gaze was fixed on him.
Every breath is a torture.
After a long silence, Kong Pojun slowly stood up.
"Hahaha."
Laughter broke the silence, growing louder and louder.
Kong Feiyu had no idea whether the laughter was a result of extreme anger.
"Don't be so nervous."
Kong Pojun smiled and said, "You have done a great thing."
Really? Kong Feiyu looked up in astonishment.
The laughter continued. Kong Pojun placed one hand on Kong Feiyu's shoulder and stared at him with sharp eyes, which made him feel creepy.
"Haha...hahaha..." Kong Feiyu forced himself to laugh.
However, Kong Pojun's laughter stopped abruptly, which made Kong Feiyu's heart rise again.
"Take the three dogs with you and go to the fourth-floor fighting arena. Find a man named Blackfire and ask him to help you. Then tell him that it was me who asked you to come."
"Remember, these are the three dogs you just brought."
Kong Pojun gave the order without any context.
"Yes." Even though he was confused, Kong Feiyu didn't dare to ask more questions. At the same time, he didn't want to stay any longer.
This bar is really interesting.
Inexplicably, such a thought popped into his mind.
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At noon the next day.
A mirage projection slowly opened up above the arena.
The projection is huge, and anyone who is on the path surrounding the arena can see what's inside.
The projection shows the images of two people.
On one side is a very beautiful girl with long hair.
On the other side, he has long hair, a black robe, slender eyes, and a black scarf that half hides his face, but he exudes a disturbing and mysterious temperament.
Ranked first in the third-floor fighting arena, Dark Suzaku Zhu Yan.
Suddenly, almost all the monsters who saw this projection stopped and watched.
"Master Zhu Yan, the authorities have decided that in three months, there will be a special battle of kings between three of the top ten masters and Jiang Yu, who is currently in the limelight and defeated Raymond."
"It is rumored that you were present when Jiang Yu and Raymond fought. Do you think Jiang Yu did his best in that battle?"
In the mirage projection, an interview with Zhu Yan was actually taking place.
Zhu Yan remained motionless, but shook his head.
"You mean Jiang Yu still has a trump card?"
The girl had a soft voice.
Zhu Yan did not comment and paused before speaking.
"Although Jiang Yu didn't use his full strength in the battle with Raymond, he also didn't hold back much. In his last attack, he chose to attack Raymond's sword energy head-on. In my opinion, it was a choice among no other choices. He was forced to this point by Raymond, so he only had limited strength left."
"So what do you think of his chances of winning this battle?"
The girl smiled but did not say anything. Everyone knew that the top ten masters all belonged to the official side. In other words, this battle of kings was basically three against one.
"You underestimate the top ten. For example, Raymond's strength is not as good as the last fighter in the top ten."
Zhu Yan said calmly.
Okay, please forgive my rudeness, and thank you Mr. Zhu Yan for participating in the interview.
Zhu Yan didn't say it explicitly, but the girl understood what he meant and quickly ended the interview.
The projection screen switched to show various information and battle records of Jiang Yu and the three top ten masters.
Everyone knows that this mirage projection will be played continuously for a long time.
At the same time, because the top ten masters have not taken action in several years, the ticket prices for this battle have been driven up to sky-high prices.
But Wang Chen, as the focus of attention, was not aware of any of this.
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A week later, in the Tongtian Dojo, the rich spiritual energy condensed into substance and was as viscous as water.
The milky white aura slowly rotated in a mysterious trajectory.
Gradually, the spiritual power spun faster and faster, making a whistling sound and rolling towards Wang Chen's body.
It seemed to be compressed, compressed, and compressed again by some mysterious method!
His body, sitting quietly on the ground, was at the center of the vortex of spiritual energy.
Finally, this spiritual power gradually gathered and rotated, merging into his body.
Wang Chen shuddered all over and opened his eyes.
A flash of golden lightning flashed across his eyes.
"It's done." Wang Chen was delighted.
Having devoured the power of the inheritance and with the support of a massive amount of Yuan Ling Stones, he finally broke through to the realm of the seventh Nirvana.
He clenched his fists and moved his true energy slightly.
A vast ancestral energy began to fluctuate.
The seven nirvanas are much stronger than the six.
The surging true energy in his body at this moment almost gave him an illusion.
If facing Raymond, even if he has amazing defense, he can still beat him into a meat patty with just the Giant Spirit Seal.
“Not enough.”
Wang Chen's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and he looked inward at the star map in his body. These star points that symbolized inheritance could only support him in completing the expansion of his Qi Sea for the seventh time of Nirvana.
The eighth nirvana is still a long way off.
At present, the best way to improve his strength is to realize the liberation of demonic power and deduce the method of liberating true power.
A handful of Buddhist beads appeared in his hand.
The power of inheritance slowly ripples.
The words of Demon Emperor Tongtian that day were still fresh in his ears, and Wang Chen entered the state of cultivation again.
He is racing against time.
Three months later, either he would enter the fourth-floor fighting arena, or blood would splatter on the stage.
There is no third possibility.
