Chapter 193: The Gray-shirted Youth
Lu Feng's expression moved: "Thank you Brother Jun for reminding me, I still have 300,000 high-grade spirit stones here, so I will bother Brother Jun to take it on my behalf." Lu Feng put his remaining 100,000 high-grade spirit stones and the 200,000 spirit stones in the flying spirit boat into an empty ring and handed them to Jun Moxi.
The smile on Jun Moxi's face became even bigger, and he looked at Lu Feng curiously: "Aren't you afraid that I will blacken these 300,000 high-grade spirit stones and turn my face and deny it?"
"Isn't the title of the Nine Emperor Princes of the Great Xia Divine Kingdom worth 300,000?" Lu Feng spread his hands.
"Haha. The two of them laughed at the same time.
"Brother Lu, don't worry, I'll leave this little matter to me. Jun Moxi patted his chest boldly and said.
"Then thank you, brother. Lu Feng didn't deliberately keep his distance anymore.
At this time, Deacon Yun walked in, and when he saw the two people who were talking happily with each other, Deacon Yun put Lu Feng in his heart into the list of people who could not be neglected.
"His Royal Highness the Nine Emperor Princes, Prince Lu, the battle has been arranged, and the opponent is a dead man of the Great Perfection of the Nirvana Realm. Deacon Yun said respectfully.
"Dead soldiers?" Lu Feng was a little puzzled.
"Hehe, Lu Gongzi doesn't know, the dead are orphans we collected from all over the world, or orphans bought from the slave market, cultivated from childhood to adulthood, and used to make profits for the people's palace, of course, they also have the opportunity to get rid of the identity of the dead and get free, one is to be bought by others at a high price, and the other is to achieve ten consecutive victories. Deacon Yun said with a smile.
"Oh, how many people have escaped from the identity of the dead since the palace was built. Lu Feng asked curiously.
Deacon Yun smiled but didn't say a word, and raised three fingers.
"Three hundred?!" Lu Feng guessed.
Deacon Yun shook his head.
"Three thousand?!" Lu Feng wondered.
"In the thousand years since the establishment of the Qianyu Gladiatorial Palace, only three people have been freed from the status of dead soldiers, and the highest achievement of these three people now is Prince Lin, and he is also the only prince with a foreign surname in the Great Xia Divine Kingdom, who has been personally knighted by His Majesty!" Deacon Yun smiled.
"This. Lu Feng was a little stunned, in his opinion, ten consecutive wins should be easy.
"Master Lu, the fight is about to start, you see?" Deacon Yun said politely.
"Lead the way, Xiao Jin, you stay with His Royal Highness the Nine Emperor Princes and wait for me to come back. Lu Feng nodded.
"Don't worry, Boss wishes you a triumphant return!" said with a grin.
"Brother Lu, don't worry, I will help take care of your spirit beast. Jun Moxi said with a smile.
"Thank you!" Lu Feng turned around and followed Deacon Yun towards the passage on the right, the passage was very narrow, and the terrain was gradually sloping downward.
After a quick walk of incense, the passage in front of him gradually widened, and the surrounding walls turned to unknown metal, until they came to a large iron fence.
The fine iron fence is the thickness of an arm, and there are red lights flowing on it, which is obviously attached to some kind of secret power. Through the iron fence, you can see the smooth and hard field outside, the warm sunlight dyeing the ground pale gold, and the overwhelming noise can be clearly heard.
"Squeak!" The huge iron fences slowly pulled open from both sides, and an inexplicable ferocious aura rushed towards them, this aura came from the field in front of them, and this field did not know how much blood had been poured into this field, and how many dead men or geniuses seeking a breakthrough had fallen.
Lu Feng's battle intent was instantly stimulated, and he walked towards the fine iron fence, and at the same time, a young man walked out of the opposite passage, the young man was dressed in a gray linen shirt, and the most striking thing was the short red hair, which stood on end.
The young man looked two or three years older than Lu Feng, and when he came to the center of the gladiatorial arena, he didn't speak, and looked at the ground in front of him a little distractedly, looking as if he was in a daze.
As Lu Feng approached, the red-haired young man also raised his head and looked at Lu Feng indifferently, as if he didn't care about anything, but Lu Feng saw a different look from the depths of his eyes, it was a determination and deep obsession to live, and he would do whatever it took to do so.
As both of them stood in the center of the gladiatorial arena, the monks in the audience around them also gave enthusiastic cheers,
Everyone's seat armrests show the realm of the two of them, the early stage of Lu Feng's Nirvana Realm, the Great Perfection of the Nirvana Realm of Ghost Xuan No. 758, so far most people have bet on the spirit stone on the body of Ghost Xuan No. 758, almost no one bet on Lu Feng, of course, there are a few people who don't believe in evil to bet on Lu Feng, this person completely holds the mentality of playing with it, dozens or hundreds of high-grade spirit stones.
When a bell rang, the gray-shirted young man moved, and the spiritual power under his feet surged towards Lu Feng in an instant, and a cold and light iron sword in his left hand suddenly stabbed at Lu Feng, there was no gorgeous footwork and sword moves, only the simplest attack.
The three-foot green peak was accompanied by a faint red spiritual power, as fast as a red lightning.
Lu Feng stared straight at a gray shadow and red light close to him, without any movement, without a trace of spiritual power fluctuations on his body, everyone thought that Lu Feng was scared stupid.
But the gray-shirted young man didn't think so, this young man younger than him brought him a deep sense of threat, although he didn't know where it came from, but his spiritual sense had saved him many times, so he believed in his spiritual sense, without a trace of carelessness, when the sword was close to Lu Feng's distance, he suddenly accelerated and stabbed at Lu Feng, it turned out that he had not used all his strength before.
The peak instantly closed the distance, and the distance between him and Lu Feng's forehead was only an inch, and a touch of joy appeared in the eyes of the gray-shirted young man, and he suddenly turned uneasy.
Because after the tip of the sword pierced into Lu Feng's forehead, there was no trace of blood splashed, but a sense of emptiness that was not strong, he knew that the other party had shifted his position, but he didn't notice it at all, and suddenly a sense of crisis spread throughout his body, and cold hairs rose all over his body.
At this time, Lu Feng appeared behind the gray-shirted young man, and the phantom in front of him also dissipated, and the audience was in an uproar, marveling at Lu Feng's strange footwork.
Lu Feng punched the gray-shirted young man in the back, and the fluttering punch seemed to have no strength.
The gray-shirted young man didn't turn around and slashed back directly, and at the same time met Lu Feng's powerless punch with his left palm, in his mind, after all, he was several stages above this young man, and he would not be afraid of the collision of pure flesh.
At the moment when the sword was about to slash Lu Feng, Lu Feng slightly turned his body to the side, and the sword slid close to Lu Feng's arm, and at the same time, the fists of the two also slammed together.
"Bang!" The gray-shirted young man suddenly flew backwards, dragging a distance of more than ten zhang on the ground, and his back was ground with blood marks.
Lu Feng stood motionless, his face light and light.
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