Chapter 1: The Arena

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It was already late at night, and many families had already gone to bed early.

But there is one place that is the beginning of the excitement, and that is the "arena" on the snowy continent.

The arena can be said to be a major feature of the Snow Sky Continent, and it is also where most people's training is located, and it is also a place where countless outlaws make money.

The arena was lively tonight, or rather, every day.

"This is the last of our iron-level competition today, I believe, everyone can't wait. The beautiful host stood on the arena and said with a smile.

"Let's go, let's get started......"

"Shh......h

"What are you doing with all that nonsense......"

"That's right, Lao Tzu didn't spend money here to see your ......"

"Hurry up, hurry up ......"

The host is a beauty, with a beautiful face and a hot body, but the audience did not give preferential treatment because the host was a beauty, and they were still noisy.

"Well, since everyone can't wait, then I'm not going to talk nonsense, let's get started. The host was not angry at all because of the audience's unreasonableness, and still said with a smile.

I have to say that the professionalism of this host is very good, so he has not lost his image and is still smiling.

As soon as they heard the start, the audience booed even higher and shouted louder.

"Hades ......"

"The Immortal King Will Win ......"

"The Immortal Monarch is Brave and Invincible......"

One after another, shouts, boos, and loud ones seemed to tear down the roof of the arena.

didn't make a sound to stop the enthusiasm of the audience, the beautiful host just raised her hand slightly, but at the moment when the beautiful host raised her hand, the entire arena was strangely quiet.

seemed to be very satisfied with the effect she had caused, and the beautiful host smiled even brighter: "Please invite our Hundred Warrior King, Agni." ”

"And, ours, Hades. ”

As soon as the names of the athletes were announced, the audience stood up and looked at the entrance position leading to the arena.

The door opened, and first, a mighty figure walked out of it.

"Agni!"

"Agni, I love you. ”

As soon as this figure appeared, the audience immediately cheered, shouting his name, and countless noblewomen and young women threw out handkerchiefs despite their reserved kisses.

It seems that he enjoyed such a scene, walking on the fire of the arena, closing his eyes, opening his hands, and looking arrogant.

It's just that his arrogance, which didn't last long, was destroyed.

"Smack. A crisp snap of his fingers came from the entrance to the arena.

The voice was not loud, but when it sounded, all the voices disappeared, and everyone's eyes were fixed on the figure where the voice came from.

The figure was very slender, probably only half the size of the fire. He was wearing a black robe, and the hem of the robe was embroidered with a bright red flower, which was his symbol, the symbol of the Immortal.

As long as the Hades Lord appeared in the arena, he must be dressed in a black robe, and the black robe was embroidered with a red flower. No one knew the name of the flower before, but once, after losing a contest with him, a man who had competed with him asked him a question of what kind of flower it was, and he was silent for a long time, and then said in a deep voice, "Manju Sahua." ”

"Hades. An audience member couldn't help but spit out a name, but immediately, he closed his mouth tightly, but it was too late, and when he covered his mouth, he still felt a cold look like a god of death, and glanced at his body.

The Immortal Monarch slowly put down his right hand that was still held high, and moved his steps lightly, his figure was like walking on the red carpet in the gorgeous court, his long hair fluttering and flying, and seeing him was like seeing a fairy coming with the wind.

Everyone was breathing frequently, for fear that the sound would be too loud and disturb the figure that came in the real way.

Everyone's eyes were on him, but no one looked at his face, just because people knew and couldn't see it.

Yes, I just can't see it, the Immortal King wears a black mask on his face all the year round, and the mask covers his entire face, so so far, no one has seen what he looks like, some people say that he is extremely beautiful, and some people say that he is extremely ugly, but no matter what method you use, you can't see what he looks like.

The Immortal Monarch, who finally walked onto the arena, looked at the stunned host, and kindly reminded: "Can you start?" ”

The sound of a clear and cold voice made the people who were still lost instantly return to their senses.

"Ah, oh, it's time to start, it's time to get started. The beautiful hostess who had just come back to her senses nodded violently, and the moment she stopped, she had regained her original professional smile, "I announce that the last game of the Iron Medal Tournament tonight, the Agni vs. Hades, is now officially begins." ”

There were no cheers, no flying kisses, no flying handkerchiefs, just the silent sitting of all the spectators.

It's not that you don't want to cheer, it's not that you don't want to throw kisses and handkerchiefs, but you don't dare.

Don't dare, just because the figure in the field is the Lord of the Underworld.

When the Immortal King first appeared on the arena stage, doubt and disdain were synonymous with him, because he was thin, less than one meter three, with thin arms and legs, bare hands, not big, tender, and unusually fair.

When he came on the field, the crowd's doubts, the shouts for him to get down, and the insults, mixed with the voices of his opponents tearing him apart, resounded with the clamour.

I still remember that at that time, he glanced around coldly and said two words, that is, "quiet".

This is very arrogant, arrogant and unpleasant.

However, then, he used a very drastic way to prove that he did have the ability to be arrogant.

His first opponent was tortured to death by his own cultivation of the Source Force Martial Arts.

As soon as he came on the field, he was very disdainful of the Immortal Monarch, so when he was fighting, he was careless, and the wind blade he sent out was not strong, so he was easily controlled by the Immortal Monarch.

He sent one, and the Immortal Monarch followed one another, and finally, when he found out that something was wrong, there was not much source power left in his body.

In the end, the Immortal Monarch's hands, the wind blade flew wildly, and the Dao wind blade cut through his own body, and pieces of flesh and blood flew sideways.

The competition was over, and the Immortal Monarch calmly stepped out of the arena and left gracefully, but the glance at the stands before leaving was terrifying.

From then on, as long as the Immortal King was on the arena, the moment he snapped his fingers, the stands would be silent. This wordless rule has been maintained for three years, and it still exists until now.

No one wants to break this rule, because Hades deserves it. In the past three years, he has competed in hundreds of games without a single defeat, which is his proud achievement.

This scene can be said to be extremely embarrassing compared to the previous excitement, but the host quietly slipped off the arena as if relieved.

No one went to see where the host went, and everyone's eyes looked at the standing figure on the stage, and their eyes were hot.

"Hmph, you, you're the Immortal King?" Agni asked with a soft snort, as if lacking confidence.

Hearing this speechless nonsense, everyone invariably glared at Agni, nonsense, even if you don't know the sign of the Immortal Monarch, but this is a competition between you and the Immortal Monarch, how can you not know the name of the opponent, right? Or, are you brain-dead? It's just that a brain-disabled person can go on the arena and compete with the Immortal Monarch?

The ladies who were still throwing flying kisses and handkerchiefs just now covered their faces with their hands, eager to turn back time and take back everything they had done in shame.

There was no impatience, only a still clear and cold voice spoke, "Yes, I am the Immortal Monarch, your opponent today." ”

Look at the Immortal King, how elegant, how individual, he is simply my idol. It's just a sentence, but it makes everyone have star eyes.

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