Chapter 109: The Arena
After doing everything, Wu Wuheng wiped off the blood stains on the knife and came to Ling Zhishi's side, since he was forced to ask for information, he was very curious about what Ling Zhishi would plan, the strength of the Spirit Sect and the Zun family was very strong, and there were countless powerhouses in the Master Realm.
"I'm going to go to the arena today, so you can go back first. If you have any questions, please contact me again. Ling Zhishi saw Ling Zitong sitting quietly on a chair in the hall, and did not go over as soon as possible, but said goodbye in advance.
"Yes!" Definitely Wuheng didn't know what his plans were, but from his observations and performance just now, he had already had absolute confidence in Ling Zhishi, knowing that he was not an ordinary person.
"Where have you been? I'm so bored here. Ling Zitong raised his mouth and expressed his dissatisfaction with Ling Zhishi.
"Don't be angry, won't I just come back? I was talking about other things just now, and now that it's over, let's go." Ling Zhishi smiled, trying to make Ling Zitong smile.
There is no one who is stunned when he looks at the back, but you must know that the image of this gentle big brother next door can still be murderous without respite and indifferent in the last second.
"Then let's go first. ”
Ling Zhishi pulled Ling Zitong out of the hall, and the three of them hurriedly walked forward to lead the way.
Before leaving, Hu Qiao also deliberately told Ling Zhishi about many things in the Black Soil City, telling him that if there was any trouble, he would inform himself as soon as possible, and the three brothers would definitely be the first to jump out.
For these, Ling Zhishi also smiled faintly, and then when he left the city mansion, he had already changed his appearance in advance.
Soon after, Ling Zhishi came to the arena of the Black Soil City. As soon as Ling Zitong appeared, he attracted a lot of onlookers, but for these people, Ling Zhishi didn't give any good face, and his murderous aura was revealed, not only did not let them leave, but made them more enthusiastic.
The arena was a huge circle, and the auditorium was surrounded by a square meter of duel, so there was no fear of any waves or attacks that would harm the audience.
Ling Zhishi didn't care about the fanatical eyes on the first floor, and pulled Ling Zitong up to the second floor, although there was no stool to sit on, but the environment and viewing angle on the second floor were much better.
"Then came the most exciting and passionate battle. Both sides are masters of 49 consecutive wins, 49 wins, and zero losses, but why are they facing each other in the same victory? Is it a comparison of who is more qualified to win 50 consecutive games without losing a match? It's really exciting!"
I don't know where a voice came from, loud and exciting.
Countless cultivators around them stood up one after another, and let out enthusiastic cheers. Ling Zhishi leaned against a sparsely populated place, looking indifferently at many young rich and noble children opposite him.
It seems that this is still a place of entertainment for the rich.
After a short explanation of the arena, even if he was confused before, he can now guess 90 percent.
Each round of the arena can bet on the Xuanshi, as long as the bet wins, they will get the corresponding odds, but many reckless men in the duel arena, most of the people with super strength are raised by rich families, as long as they are given a certain amount of resources for them to grow, then they will get more profits.
"Bet, the mad bull odds are 1.25 and the mob odds are 1.5. ”
"Five thousand medium-grade Xuanshi thugs!"
"Three thousand medium-grade Xuanshi bet on the bull!"
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"What are these?duel places?Why are there still gambling?Why are there still streaks?" Ling Zitong saw the scene in front of him, his brain was a little confused, and he looked at Ling Zhishi innocently.
"It's just an ordinary duel, but there's always someone who wants to make a profit. Ling Zhishi looked at the two big men in the dueling arena and seemed to be muttering to himself.
"Oh~" Ling Zitong nodded half-knowingly.
"Let's go!" the referee gave an order, and the two figures instantly pulled together, and a fierce wind in the field rushed towards the audience, the knife flow and sword qi were intertwined in the fog, and the sound of the clanging weapons made everyone in the stadium calm down and watched silently.
"At the beginning, it was a killing move, without any mercy, and it seemed that he knew that his physical strength was not good, so he planned to divide the winner in a short period of time, but the gap was too small, and it was not so simple to distinguish the winner and loser. Ling Zhishi said secretly.
As Ling Zhishi wanted, the two figures opened at the same time, looking at each other, like enemies meeting.
"Hurry up and get rid of the other side, what are you still grinding and chirping!" shouted a teenager in the audience on the first floor.
The man known as the thug showed a hint of disdain in his eyes, and the long knife in his hand slowly rose with a dazzling light, the blade of the knife reached between the blades, and it was at the level of his right eye, and the aura also emanated from his feet.
"Deadly Cross!"
The thug shouted, and the moment he stepped out, the sand under his feet instantly burst out, forming a twenty-meter-high smoke, and his body also rushed out in a straight line at the same time, a hundred meters a second.
"Flowing Wind Sword!"
The other party made such a move, the whole body of the mad bull swelled in a circle, and the giant sword in his hand emitted a huge sword aura, rushing out with the momentum of breaking bamboo, and the silver blade seemed to cut through the air.
Rumble~
The violent impact made everyone in the field lively again, and they all coaxed and raised again.
"Senior brother, which of the two of them do you think will win?"
"Bull bar. You see that he has paid great attention to his body from the beginning to the present, his breath is stable, although his height is bulky, but it is extremely light, and although the Flowing Wind Sword he casts is mediocre, it has a secret mystery, killing people invisibly, much stronger than the Killing Cross. ”
Two men and women wearing the same clothes didn't know when they appeared next to Ling Zhishi, which made Ling Zhishi a little surprised, and he didn't even notice the breath when they walked in.
I don't know if it's the two young people who came out of the sect, their appearance is extraordinary, the man is talented, handsome and chic, there is a fierce but elegant between the eyebrows, the woman's appearance is cute and moving, and the long eyelashes and big eyes are extremely cute.
"Young master, do you think that neither of you will win, it feels like the moves are almost the same, and it is obvious that something that can be done in one breath, but it has to be so complicated. Ling Zitong said with an innocent face.
As soon as Ling Zitong finished speaking, the two men and women from the same sect turned their heads to look at her, but seeing that she was only a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl, they didn't need to say anything deliberately.
"In one breath...... Maybe it's a breath of breath for you. Ling Zhishi smiled helplessly.