Chapter Seventy-One: The Colosseum
"Hey, that little thing in front, don't you know that this entire Outer Sect gladiatorial arena belongs to Brother Han Ming? If you come in and don't hand over Yuanjing, don't you want to live? β
In the gladiatorial arena of the Huo Yuan Sect, a young man in a blue linen robe roared at a young man in a white robe not far in front of him. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
In the Huoyuan Sect, because the sect strictly forbade casual fights between the same sects, these gladiatorial arenas were established. And because the sect is worried that the disciples of the sect often bully the weak with the strong, this gladiatorial arena is divided into the gladiatorial arena of the outer sect and the gladiatorial arena of the inner sect.
As the name suggests, this gladiatorial arena of the outer sect is a place for all the disciples of the outer sect to compete, and the gladiatorial arena of the inner sect is a place for the disciples of the inner sect to learn from each other.
"Noise!"
The young man in white ignored the shouting of the young man in blue behind him and continued to walk towards the interior of the gladiatorial arena.
"Hmph, I'm wondering, just five yuan strength, what gave you the courage to ignore me, since you are so faceless, then don't blame me for bullying you!"
As he spoke, the blue-clothed young man pointed his feet on the ground, jumped into the air with his vigorous body, and then slapped out with one palm.
In the midst of the drumming of the fiery red yuan force, a huge flame palm quickly appeared under the palm, and the fiery red runes on it moved in unison, carrying a domineering might, and suppressed the white-clothed young man below.
"It's just a faΓ§ade! Jin Rui guards! β
When the young man in white below saw that the other party actually made a move, he let out a shout and sealed his hands.
A golden spear quickly pierced through the sky, slamming towards the flaming giant palm above.
Bite......
The sound of metal clashing echoed through the arena.
I saw that the flame palm that was originally suppressed with endless power suddenly stopped in mid-air. In the palm of his hand was a golden spear that pierced the entire palm of the flame.
Boom......
The next moment, the flame palm collapsed, turned into a sky full of firelight, and fell down, and a golden arc of light flashed quickly, shooting towards the blue-clothed young man below.
"Hmm...... This ability is too strong. β
The people watching on the side were shocked by this scene, and the challenge of skipping the level was still such a devastating posture, which was really tough.
"I'm sorry, I didn't master the strength well, and I almost hurt you."
The young man in white smiled slightly and spoke. But to him it was a smile, and to others, it was as cold as a skeleton's smile.
Yes, this white-clothed young man is Yan Sheng, who successfully transferred to Huo Yuan Duel, he wanted to go to this gladiatorial arena to observe the battle and learn from other people's combat experience, but as soon as he entered the door, someone found fault, and Yan Sheng naturally wanted to teach him a lesson.
Whether it is the gladiatorial arena of the inner sect or the gladiatorial arena of the outer sect, for the closed disciples of Yan Sheng, the patriarch, it is a place to enter and exit at will, and there is no so-called restriction at all, that is to say, as long as Yan Sheng is voluntary, he enters the gladiatorial arena of the inner sect when his strength has not advanced to the Huadan realm, and is taught by other disciples of the inner sect, the sect will not care, this is the importance that the sect attaches to disciples like Yan Sheng, because believing in them has the ability to challenge beyond the level.
Of course, Yan Sheng would not be so stupid as to enter the inner sect gladiatorial arena when he was not able to fight against the disciples of the inner sect, and now that he needs to increase his strength, he naturally chose this weaker outer sect gladiatorial arena.
"Boy, you're too crazy to spread wild on Brother Han Ming's territory, okay, Xiao Zhi can't fight you because he has just broken through to the sixth yuan, and his realm is still unstable. Since you're so crazy, how dare you come on stage and fight me? β
Just after Yan Sheng dispersed the Jin Rui guard who stopped in front of Xiao Zhi, a gray-clothed young man about twenty years old on the martial arts platform next to him stood proudly and said disdainfully.
Hearing the voice, Yan Sheng turned his head to look.
"Fighting with you? Are you so confident in yourself? β
Yan Sheng suddenly had a strange feeling of being challenged at will, just like all the people who were not as strong as themselves wanted to fight with themselves and regarded themselves as a test of everyone's strength.
To be honest, Yan Sheng was indeed a little angry, this kind of feeling was usually not good, so this time, Yan Sheng's face quickly became gloomy.
"Yes, it's you, just tell me, do you dare to come up!"
The gray-clothed young man on the stage also seemed to have lost his patience, and his tone was obviously irritable when he spoke.
"Humph!"
With a cold snort, Yan Sheng's toes tapped the ground, his wings stretched out behind his back, and then he saw his figure quickly fade.
"Don't look at it, here."
Yan Sheng's figure quickly appeared next to the gray-clothed young man, with a sneering look on his face, and said jokingly.
"Hmph, it's just a little trick, I won't be able to get up when I am beaten, don't say that I don't show mercy to my subordinates!"
"You're really thick-skinned, you're older than me, your realm is higher than mine, and you're embarrassed to say the words mercy here, I really don't know where you have the face to say these words. But here's what I can tell you...... I'm not going to take a heavy hand on you, Senior Brother Zhou Tong! β
Listening to Zhou Tong's counterattack, the anger in Yan Sheng's heart was even worse, and the irrefutable words were stabbed in Zhou Tong's face like a sharp sword.
"I'm going to kill you......"
Zhou Tong gritted his teeth and roared, and after raising his fist and infusing Yuan Force, he smashed it towards Yan Sheng, who he thought was sharp-toothed and sharp-mouthed.
"The anger is quite big, but the strength is a little insufficient."
Yan Sheng's feet stepped on the ground, his body quickly slid out sideways, and he easily dodged the Yuanli fist that Zhou Tong smashed over, and at the moment of turning sideways, he didn't forget to say a sarcastic.
"Flame Dance!"
Zhou Tong was stimulated by Yan Sheng, and he was immediately furious, the seal on his hand changed rapidly, and his body quickly turned red, only to see many fiery red flames gushing out quickly from the pores of his body.
The many flames that gushed out gathered around Zhou Tong's body, shuttling back and forth around him, as if a fire dragon was coiling around his body, guarding his safety.
"Locked!"
With Zhou Tong's angry shout, all the flames around him seemed to hear the command, and they neatly separated out an undetectable ray of light, which quickly wrapped around the body of the Yan Sheng.
Just after Yan Sheng's body was entwined by these Yuan Li silk threads, he suddenly felt a feeling that there was nowhere to hide, and as soon as this feeling rose, Yan Sheng suddenly felt that something was wrong, this feeling made Yan Sheng have the illusion that he could be surrounded by these flames anytime and anywhere.
"Flame Dance Devouring the Sky!"
In the blink of an eye, Zhou Tong shouted again, and all the flames around him quickly converged in the direction where Yan Sheng was, and the heat of burning everything made Yan Sheng feel the feeling of being burned in his body.
WhewW......
In an instant, all the flames enveloped the Yan Saint, and the heat that burned everything also reached an extreme.
Boom......
With a bang, all the flames surrounding the Yan Saint contracted rapidly, and in an instant, they reached an extreme. The flames turned into points of light in the sky, as if to announce to everyone that this was the fireworks to cheer for the victors.
"How...... What's going on...... What about this guy...... Incinerated? β
Just when the flames in the sky slowly dissipated, Zhou Tong finally appeared with fear.
"Tell you, don't underestimate the enemy, otherwise, you won't have a chance to speak at all!"
After speaking, a golden giant spear shot down from the sky so abruptly, aiming directly at Zhou Tong, who had almost dissipated the Yuan force.
Boom......
A loud bang came again, and everyone in the audience quickly dispersed, leaving an open space, and Zhou Tong, who was full of blood, fell on top of this open space.
On the stage, Yan Sheng's wings were folded behind him, and his thin body slowly landed on the gladiatorial platform.
"I said I wouldn't be heavy-handed to you!"
Yan Sheng glanced at the weak Zhou Tong in the audience and said lightly.
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