Chapter 1128: Cruel Means

In Starlight City, some places related to secrecy or status, such as the Bishui Pavilion, the residences of several large sects in the city, and the City Lord's Mansion, are all forbidden areas and are not allowed for ordinary people to enter. Situ Reading.\\nCOM

Only the arena set up outside the city lord's palace is open to the public. Anyone can watch it regardless of their identity, and it is free to watch.

Therefore, many warriors gather in this place every day. On the one hand, they can see talented masters compete with each other, and on the other hand, they can also cheer for the human warriors who challenge them.

Under the leadership of Heihu, Ye Feng quickly arrived at the square outside the city lord's palace. When he looked up, he saw dozens of huge stone pillars standing at the end of his sight, three to four feet high and more than a chapter in diameter, forming a high High arena.

There are many seats around the ring, and at this moment, they are already 70% to 80% full.

A series of overwhelming shouts spread out and could be heard from a long distance away.

"Young Master, look, that's right there!" Hei Hu pointed his finger, and then said happily, "I came at the right time, there is someone fighting today!"

The two of them hurried there in a hurry.

At this moment, there were two figures on the ring, one tall and one short, fighting together, but the shorter one looked like he was clearly at a disadvantage. He was beaten to the point where he could only parry, but had no power to fight back.

The battle has obviously lasted for a long time and is coming to an end.

Ye Feng found a place to sit down and looked up. The short man was a young man with a cultivation level of about the fourth level of the Void Realm. To say he was short was actually relative, because his opponent was a strong man with about the same height. The giant man, who reached one foot tall, had azure stripes all over his body and looked ferocious. His semi-naked body also had a scarlet python tattoo wrapped around it.

He is very similar to the barbarian He Bading who was defeated miserably by his own hands, but his cultivation level is stronger, reaching the sixth level of virtual realm.

Just when Ye Feng was observing the barbarian warriors, the young man who was at a disadvantage gave a fierce shout and danced sword shadows with the spiritual sword in his hand. The sound was huge, and his Yuanli made a "hissing" sound, and the spiritual sword was sharpened on several edges. Under the cover of sword energy, he stabbed towards the opponent.

This hand is both imaginary and real. It is difficult to see clearly with the naked eye which sword energy is the real spirit sword body. It can be regarded as a good swordsmanship.

After all, those who have the guts to step onto the stage and participate in leapfrog challenges are at least elite-level warriors.

However, in the face of this blow, the tall barbarian on the opposite side grinned, stretched out his calloused right hand, and slapped a few sword energy to pieces, and then moved like the wind, accurately capturing the sword itself. Reach out and grab one directly.

Tsk...

The barbarians have special physiques and their defense is far superior to that of the humans. The sharp sword fell on his palm and only opened a shallow scar.

The barbarian warrior sneered, not taking it seriously, and stomped heavily on the ring. The whole ring shook, making the young man unsteady.

A tall body shot forward like a sharp arrow, and the barbarian warrior's right fist hit the young man's chest hard.

Boom... There was a sound of exclamation all around.

The young man vomited blood, and his body was blown away. However, before landing, he was punched in mid-air by the barbarian warrior who was chasing after him, and then he fell heavily.

He struggled hard, his face turned pale, his chest collapsed, and even his internal organs were affected. The injuries were very serious. If he was not treated in time, he might die at any time.

However, no one came to the ring to rescue.

The barbarian warrior looked at the blood flowing from his hands, rolled his tongue, and drank the blood cleanly. Then he walked forward with a grin and said dismissively: "You cowardly rookie, since you have the guts to challenge me, You have to be prepared to be ground into powder.”

He raised a huge foot and aimed at the chest of the young man who looked frightened, but he didn't step down directly for a while.

It seems that he is enjoying the process of showing off his power.

Ye Feng couldn't sit still and shouted coldly: "Stop!"

With that said, he was about to fly onto the ring to stop him.

But as soon as he made a move, the black tiger beside him pulled him back abruptly: "Master, when you get on the ring, unless you step off the ring yourself, outsiders cannot interfere. This is a rule. Don't be impulsive!"

Ye Feng's figure couldn't help but stagnate.

At this time, the soles of the barbarian warriors on the stage finally trampled down. With a bang, the young man let out a scream. All the ribs in his chest were trampled and he died immediately.

After lying down and drinking two mouthfuls of blood, the barbarian warrior stood up. The red blood python and barbarian god tattoo wrapped around his body became bright red and vivid.

"Haha... You humans are all noobs. You are simply the weakest existence among all races. Let alone the same level. Even if Grandpa Gao is at the first level, no one is my opponent. How dare you... dare to leapfrog. challenge?"

"Rookie...a bunch of rookies!"

The barbarian warrior laughed wildly and swept around provocatively.

There was an uproar in the audience.

"Damn it, really arrogant and domineering..."

"Such a ruthless method, defeating the opponent and then killing him? Even drinking blood directly..." someone asked angrily.

"It's always been like this. When we get into the ring, will those foreign warriors still be polite? The more elite geniuses from our human race die, the better it will be for them..." another person answered.

"Could it be that...the city lord doesn't care? After all, those who died are the elites of the human race..."

"Can't control it. The Thirteen County Alliance invited these foreigners to guard the ring. The purpose is to select the geniuses of our human race and temper our blood. We have made an oath before. Except for challenging them on the stage, no one can take action against them. Otherwise, they are just a mere How can the virtual realm be so arrogant!"

"Then go up and deal with them..."

"Stop it, don't you know the rules of the challenge? Only people whose cultivation is two levels weaker than them can enter... The individual cultivation of barbarians and half-demon warriors is already going to surpass us, but they are still two levels behind. Unless you are a true genius, you have the possibility of defeating them. Most people will die in vain just like this person did before, and they will encourage their arrogance out of thin air..."

After saying these words, the surrounding voices immediately became quieter.

It's exactly what this person said.

Martial arts are prosperous in the Shenwu Continent, and the warriors have solid foundations and superb martial arts. Anyone who defeats a barbarian master at two levels can also be called a genius.

There are such people, but definitely not too many.

Since Starlight City set up this arena more than half a year ago, only a few dozen people have been able to challenge and successfully win the title of "city-level genius".

So even though there was a lot of abuse in the audience and the attitude of everyone being passionate, everyone knew how much they weighed, and no one had the courage to challenge him.

After shouting and cursing twice, the strong barbarian man saw that no one came on stage, and he suddenly felt proud and became even more arrogant...