Fifteen days of time are like flowing water in a flash, and the aura that has precipitated in these years is now pouring into Sun Wukong's blood palace one after another with a momentum like a mountain flood and tsunami.

The attribute stars of Nuoda are flashing with a strange brilliance with the infusion of spiritual energy, dazzling like a rainbow after rain, but mixed in this dazzling is a bloody storm that is about to unfold.

Today, the White Blood Palace in Sun Wukong's body has been successfully promoted to the level of the third stage of the Middle Star Soul, and the Black Blood Palace has climbed to the fourth stage of the Middle Star Soul because of its special method of absorbing qi.

It's not difficult to get a ranking in a duel with this kind of strength, but it will take a lot of effort to get the top spot, but this is not what Sun Wukong focuses on.

He didn't want to meet his brother Su Heng on the battlefield as a fighting opponent, but in the eyes of all the officials, this was a good drama, and it received everyone's unanimous attention.

In the major gambling houses, there are even relevant betting markets for this kind of brotherly war, and the odds are extremely high, in order to be able to develop the excitement of this drama to the fullest.

However, today, Sun Wukong has already thought of a way to avoid the battle with Su Heng, but whether it can work depends on what attitude this lion camel city lord has towards this duel.

As the minutes passed, the soldiers who had gone to the Shaoshui Prison to escort the rebels to the dueling arena had arrived, and the sharp spears in their hands were shining in the sunlight.

An invisible coercion was released from the soldiers, and although they were not yet close, they had already made everyone lose the idea of wanting to resist again, after all, the difference in strength between the soldiers and the rebels was very different.

With the strength of the Star Soul in these guys, it is simply a fool's dream to confront the soldiers of the Great Star Soul stage, rather than wasting their lives to fight to the death with the soldiers, it is better to fight in the dueling arena.

Following the guidance of the soldiers, the rebels were once again handcuffed to heavy chains, and a chill was released from the chains, lingering on the bodies of the monks, making them shiver involuntarily.

Although the source of this abnormal physical change is not pure, in the eyes of everyone, it seems to be a kind of awe for the noble status of the Lion Camel City Lord: "Hmph, a group of idiots, I knew today, why bother in the first place? ”

Such provocations were common on the way to the dueling arena, but they did not provoke any anger from the rebels, not because they had lost their former pride, but because they had reined in their strength.

They want to save their true strength until the last moment of the fight, and win by surprise, so that their lives can continue, and other gossip has no meaning.

Brotherhood has disappeared without a trace in the minds of everyone, it seems that only one's own interests can override everything, and at this moment, what unites the hearts of the rebels is not only resentment but resentment.

They regretted why they had listened to the slander of the wolf and joined this so-called rebel group in the first place. Is it really just for the freedom that seems out of reach? It may not be as simple as it seems.

Recalling the impassioned words from the poisonous wolf that day, what everyone longed for the most was not freedom, but the so-called rights and interests, and they wanted to rely on their own strength to defend their due rights to the greatest extent.

And freedom is only the tip of the iceberg of this right, but in front of the Lion and Camel City Lord, all those who want to defend their rights without brains will end up in a tragic end, and death is just a simple beginning.

"The overthrow of tyranny is meaningless with the power of our grasshoppers, only to blame me for waiting for a moment of brain fever to cause today's big mistake, but it is meaningless to say anything more." Everyone sighed in unison.

But Sun Wukong didn't resonate with him, as the most wronged person, he didn't want to let his life with Su Heng be ruined in this duel that should not have any trajectory with their lives.

"I'm going to say everything in my heart, otherwise, I may never have a chance in my life." Just when Sun Wukong was about to open his mouth to pour out all his inner thoughts, he found that they had already arrived at the dueling arena.

The thick walls are built in a circular shape and extend outward, like two arms, taking the brown-yellow earth into its arms and casting a gentle gaze on it, but behind this gentleness is a brutal slaughter.

Special murals are carved on the walls, and their vivid gestures seem to tell the stories that happened in this dueling arena, and the tears mixed with the corners of the portraits are profound.

A special oppressive force condensed in the arch of Nuoda, and just getting closer to it already made people breathless, but Sun Wukong seemed to experience an alternative sense of intimacy within this oppression.

He didn't know where this intimacy came from, but he knew it was not normal, but what shocked him the most was the pair of dark golden stone wings that stood on the high platform in the center of the dueling arena.

Feathers are a sharp weapon to soar in the sky, but if mortals in the world want to obtain this thing, there is only one way to feather and ascend to immortals, and there is no other way, but the wings of immortals also have a lifespan.

The repeated vibrations of the wings will cause an indelible physical damage within the body of the immortal, and when the damage accumulates for a long time, it will eventually cause the immortal's aura to collapse and fall back into the mortal world again.

This seems to be a way for the Celestial Domain to weed out the immortals, otherwise how could there be such a change that is almost a joke? However, since this change exists, the immortals must unconditionally cater to it.

Therefore, in most cases, the immortals will choose to ride or use flying magic weapons instead of wings, which is not only a way of self-preservation, but also an alternative relief.

"Please take your eyes off the golden feather, in another hour, there will be a duel that everyone has been looking forward to for fifteen days, this city lord believes that this duel will be extremely exciting."

"Before that, the city lord will briefly introduce the rules of the game, the players on both sides of the game will be selected by throwing the gods, and the opponent's death will be the winning standard, and the winner and loser will be divided in each matchup."

"And the last person who survives in the end will get the right to acquittal, in addition to this, the city lord will also give him an additional 5,000 lion camel coins as a reward, the rules are very simple, I believe everyone knows very well."

After the Lion Camel City Lord saw that everyone in the audience nodded together, he continued to explain with a smile on his cheeks: "Since this is the case, then I announce that this duel will officially start now. ”