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In the short span of a few breaths, the two of them had already exchanged blows on the arena several times.

Although Wu Tong's attack was simple, it was just as brutal. He could always use the most precise fatal move, causing Zhou Kai to have no choice but to focus all his attention in order to deal with it!

In a fight between two superior cultivators, a single mistake would lead one to perish.

"Look, Zhou Kai withstood the eighth move!"

At this moment, Zhou Kai borrowed the recoil generated by the collisions of the two fists to find a gap and retrieve his dual blades from the stage. But at this moment, Wu Tong also took out the meteor hammer in his hands and smashed down!

Zhou Kai let out a cold snort. His two sabers intersected, once again blocking the heavy meteor hammer in Wu Tong's hand. His entire body was pushed back five meters on the stage before he stopped.

Wu Tong's strength was too violent and fierce, causing the true energy to enter Zhou Kai's chest, causing him to spit out a mouthful of blood.

However, at this time, Zhou Kai did not fall!

"Amazing …"

Some people saw that even though Zhou Kai endured eight moves from Wu Tong, he did not fall, and they could only sigh in heartfelt admiration.

Those who had previously discussed how Zhou Kai had withstood no more than ten moves all shut their mouths. They knew that this Zhou Kai was a powerhouse that could not be ignored. Unknowingly, their gazes towards Zhou Kai were filled with reverence.

Right at this moment, Wu Tong, who was on the stage, jumped up from his original position. His thick right leg created a whooshing sound, and the extremely heavy whip kick landed on Zhou Kai's side at lightning speed.

This was the ninth move!

Zhou Kai frantically tried to defend himself, but he was still sent flying to the left.

"Brat, will you be able to endure my tenth move?"

"Twin Dragon!"

Wu Tong gave a stuffy groan as he swung his arms. Two meteor hammers flew out at the same time, smashing towards Zhou Kai who had yet to land on the ground in midair.

Seeing the terrifying meteor hammering down at him like two meteorites, Zhou Kai, on the other hand, had no place to rely on in mid air. He had no way to hide at all, and could only take this blow head on!

"Let's go all out!"

Zhou Kai clenched his teeth and roared. Using all his strength, he smashed the dual blades onto the meteor hammer. In just an instant, the dual blades exploded, turning into blades that flew in all directions.

The Berserk Qi smashed into Zhou Kai's chest, causing him to fall backwards like a kite with its string cut. In the blink of an eye, he had rolled to the side of the stage like a dead dog.

The entire arena was silent. It seems like Zhou Kai was unable to withstand Wu Tong's tenth move.

"Wait …"

But at this time, a spectator discovered that Zhou Kai's fingers actually trembled a few times. And then, under the shocked gazes of the crowd, Zhou Kai's hands pushed himself up against the ground, his entire body trembling.

Yet, he was still able to attempt to stand up after being blasted apart by Wu Tong. How strong must one's physical body be to be able to do that?

For a time, the audience was stunned by Zhou Kai's talent of being able to overtake all others in the future, as well as his determination to work hard. It was unknown who had taken the lead and shouted, "Stand up!"

"Stand up! Stand up! "Stand up!"

Everyone clenched their right hands into fists and raised them above their heads. These waves of powerful voices were Zhou Kai's greatest encouragement.

After about ten breaths of time, Zhou Kai finally managed to stand up. Currently, his entire body was covered with wounds, but he still won the cheers of the crowd.

"I did it!"

Zhou Kai endured the excruciating pain all over his body, his face filled with arrogance as he turned to look at the audience and shouted out loudly. At this moment, his heart was filled with incomparable pride.

Wu Tong was already forty years old this year, and the 23 year old Zhou Kai could take ten of Wu Tong's moves. In his entire life, Zhou Kai might even surpass Wu Tong.

And at this very moment, the crowd was shouting out like a tide, causing Zhou Kai's heart to be filled with a strong sense of accomplishment.

That's right, these spectators were just there to show off Zhou Kai's strength. This feeling of being surrounded and surrounded caused every cell in Zhou Kai's body to become excited and active.

Just as Zhou Kai had predicted, there was a difference between a human and a human, and he was the one who had gone up!

"Hehe, enduring ten moves from this old man is the greatest honor of your life."

Wu Tong's voice was low and deep. He waved his hand and said, "Scram."

Although Wu Tong's words were vulgar and disdainful, but how could Zhou Kai dare to have any temper? Nodding his head, he gritted his teeth and endured the pain as he jumped down from the arena.

"Who else dares to meet this old man in the final tenth match?" Wu Tong slammed the meteor hammer in his hand onto the ground, emitting a muffled sound. He stomped on the meteor hammer and surveyed his surroundings. However, no one dared to meet his fierce gaze and they all lowered their heads.

Ming Yu frowned as he looked at Arena Number Thirty-Five. He hesitated in his heart and decided to forget about it; he would start with the first round of the tournament. After all, this wasn't Ming Yu's style, so he felt that it was too high profile.

Immediately, Ming Yu left the window, preparing to find a match suitable for herself later.

"In the tenth round of the arena battle, the challenge price is 500,000 inkstones, in addition to the 1 million inkstones that Wu Tong received from his previous challenge, the gambling stake on the field has already increased to 1.5 million inkstones. Does anyone really choose to challenge us?" The host's voice sounded at this moment.

Hearing this, Ming Yu suddenly stopped, turned around and smiled while shaking his head. "You should have said it earlier."

1.5 million inkjades was only 500,000 away from Ming Yu's target of 2 million inkjades. With Yang Xuerong's illness delaying by one day, it would be a dangerous day. At this time, Ming Yu had no reason to not fight!

Swoosh.

Like an afterimage, Ming Yu flipped over from the window. His toes lightly touched the ground and in less than a breath of time, he had quietly arrived at the 35th arena.

Ming Yu politely greeted Wu Tong, "Hi, big guy. Hello."

"Hmm?"

Wu Tong had originally thought that no one would fight with him this time, but he did not expect a figure to appear in front of him. He lowered his head and saw a handsome youth standing in front of him with a smile. Seeing this young man's frail body, Wu Tong even felt that he was seeing things. However, when he looked again, he found that he was not mistaken.

The audience was a bit stupefied. It was clear that this youth was only 15 or 16 years old. Just where did this child come from?

"Ming Yu?"

On the side, Zhou Kai, who was about to go recuperate from his injuries, saw Ming Yu enter the stage.

Trash, you should fart about what your father has told you. Since you are so arrogant and dare to challenge Wu Tong, your death has nothing to do with your father.

"Uh, let's check the information on the contestants."

The host at the side frowned and said, "Challenger, Ming Yu, sixteen years old, from Cloud Water City … Are you sure you want to challenge Wu Tong, who has reached the pinnacle of Transcending Mortality Stage, and have successfully guarded the battle nine times? With countless battle experience, you want to combine all of your abilities to challenge Wu Tong? "

The host deliberately emphasized the latter half of the sentence, hoping that Ming Yu would back off after learning of the difficulties.

No one knew Ming Yu's identity. They only knew that there was a useless prince in the palace, but they didn't know that his name was Ming Yu. In order to not attract attention, Ming Yu had purposely changed his birthplace to a remote city like Cloud Water City in order to conceal his true identity.

"Actually, you don't have to go through so much, I'm sure." Ming Yu was somewhat speechless as she replied.

"Fine."

The host looked at Ming Yu as if he were looking at a dead man. "The match is about to begin. I wish you good luck."

As soon as he finished speaking, the crowd burst into cheers. This Ming Yu was only sixteen years old. What cultivation level could she have? The third level of the Transcending Mortality Stage was already his limit.

Even Zhou Kai, who was at the peak of the fourth level of the Transcending Mortality Stage, could only barely take ten moves from Wu Tong. It could be said that Ming Yu did not have the qualifications to be so arrogant!

"Where did this wet behind the ears kid come from?"

Wu Tong did not expect his opponent to be such a weak trash. He spat and said, "Hurry up and admit defeat, go home and drink your milk. Your father does not want to fight with a trash who is such a sissy."

"Hahahaha …"

Wu Tong's words caused the audience to burst into laughter. Indeed, in their eyes, Ming Yu's small stature did not give any form of resistance. This challenger was truly a joke.

Ming Yu stopped smiling, and her expression turned serious. "Little Baldy, I greeted you out of politeness, but your words will only make you seem very rude."

Everyone was so shocked that their jaws dropped. This... Was this the title used to describe Wu Tong?

Was Ming Yu crazy? He felt that if he didn't die miserably enough, would he die even more miserably?

Wu Tong looked at Ming Yu with a playful expression. It had been a long time since anyone called him bald, because those people who called him had already been smashed into meat paste by him!

Wu Tong had already made up his mind how he was going to break all the bones in Ming Yu's body later. While he was crying and begging for mercy, he was going to smash his dog mouth.

"You've already fought nine battles before. Your stamina is somewhat depleted. To be fair, I don't use a sword." After weighing the pros and cons, Ming Yu said.

This sentence caused the audience to be stunned once again. To be able to receive ten moves from Wu Tong was the highest honor. Yet, Ming Yu's words seemed to have some hidden meaning within them.

Arrogant! Absolute arrogance!

How could Wu Tong have endured such humiliation? He roared, "Go to hell, little bastard!"

As soon as his voice fell, Wu Tong was already running towards them from afar. He was extremely heavy himself, but his speed was just as astonishing. He was like an elephant, holding a meteor hammer as he charged over.

In the next moment, Wu Tong's arms, which were as thick as a bucket, suddenly opened and closed towards the center.

"Thunder Clash!"

"Howl!"

Two meteor hammers swept towards Ming Yu from the left and right, sealing off all routes of escape for her.

If Ming Yu didn't dodge, then the moment the two hammers collided, Ming Yu would instantly be turned into mincemeat by the violent power of thunder and lightning from the collision of the two hammers, and if Ming Yu chose this moment to leap up, then he would definitely be stuck in the air, waiting to be slaughtered by Wu Tong.

It had to be said that Wu Tong was an extremely strong martial artist. With just one move, he had put Ming Yu into a dilemma.

"Die, you trash!"

Below the stage, Zhou Kai sneered. This was the result of offending Wu Tong!

However, Ming Yu crossed her arms and clenched her fists. The magma-like blood was boiling inside her body, and in the next moment, she suddenly threw out her arms. The two fists were like cannonballs as they collided with the meteor hammers coming at her.

With a "peng" sound, the heavy, muffled sound shook the audience below the arena until they became deaf. It was as if their hearts had been heavily hammered.

They focused on the arena, and were shocked to find that the youth in black clothing had slammed his fists into the meteor hammer, while his two legs seemed to be nailed to the ground, not moving at all.

He blocked it!