Chapter 2245 The Competition (1)

2245 The Competition (1)

Xiao Hu swept his gaze over Huang Zheng and Huang Ba, his eyes immediately widening in shock. Although he didn't know Huang Zheng, he was extremely familiar with Huang Ba. This was a heavenly genius from the Southern Region.

"Who are they, Brother Yun?" Xiao Hu asked curiously. He had no impression of Huang Zheng or Huang Ba.

"This is Brother Xiao. Without him, I wouldn't have had the chance to come here," Yun Lintian said.

Xiao Hu cupped his fists and said, "Xiao Hu from the Flying Tiger Sect. It's a pleasure to meet you, Young Master Huang."

"Flying Tiger Sect?" Huang Ba frowned slightly. "I seem to have heard it somewhere. Anyway, thank you for your suggestion. Otherwise, I wouldn't have had the chance to meet Brother Yun."

Xiao Hu immediately understood. Huang Ba must have boarded the black market's ship with Yun Lintian, and they had probably gotten to know each other there.

"How's your preparation?" Yun Lintian asked.

"I'm ready," Xiao Hu replied with a confident smile. "What about you, Brother Yun?"

"I'll be a spectator this time," Yun Lintian responded. "Come on, Brother Xiao. You can do it."

Xiao Hu was puzzled. He had thought Yun Lintian would participate in the competition. Why did he give up now?

However, he had no intention of asking. "See you later, Brother Yun." He cupped his fists and walked away with his people.

"Don't worry, Brother Yun. I'll hold back if I meet him later," Huang Ba patted his chest.

Yun Lintian laughed slightly and followed Huang Zheng towards the viewing area.

As they settled into their seats, the Colosseum began to fill with a sea of faces, each one representing a different faction, a different background, and a different dream.

"I see," Yun Lintian nodded slightly. This was indeed very convenient.

He turned to the arena and saw familiar figures walk into the portals. They were Gu Bingning, Long Jingxia, and Xiao Hu.

Within moments of stepping through the portal, the sprawling Colosseum vanished, replaced by a vast, desolate plain. The sun beat down mercilessly, casting long shadows that danced with the swirling dust devils.

A heavy silence hung in the air, broken only by the distant cries of unseen beasts.

Huang Ba found himself standing alongside hundreds of other cultivators, each one a paragon of strength and talent similar to him.

Boom!

A sudden tremor shook the ground, and a guttural roar echoed through the air. From the depths of the earth, demonic beasts of all shapes and sizes erupted, their eyes blazing with a feral hunger.

Huang Ba grinned, a thrill of excitement coursing through his veins. He drew his giant axe, its blade gleaming in the harsh sunlight. "Finally, some action!" he roared, charging towards the oncoming horde.

He moved with the speed and agility of a panther, his axes flashing like bolts of lightning. He cleaved through the demonic beasts with ease, his laughter echoing across the battlefield.

"Hahaha! Is this all you got?" he taunted, his voice dripping with arrogance.

Meanwhile, Gu Bingning found herself facing a pack of ravenous wolf-like beasts. Their fur bristled with icy spikes, their breath steaming in the cold air. She drew her twin swords, their blades humming with a chilling energy.

With a graceful flourish, she unleashed a flurry of sword strikes, her movements as swift and precise as a winter storm. The icy blades sliced through the air, leaving trails of frost in their wake.

The wolf-like beasts howled in pain as they fell before her, their bodies freezing solid upon contact with her swords.

"Dance of the Frozen Lotus!" she cried, her voice echoing through the icy winds.