From Mortal Body to Immortality

“Interesting, interesting.”

Hearing Lu Sheng's words, Meihua immediately laughed.

“It's the first time I've heard someone introduce themselves as a student when introducing themselves to me.”

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“Alright, Jiang He has already told me everything. I owed him a few favors before, so I'm letting you come to my place to gain some experience, but let's get some ugly words out of the way first.”

“I can guarantee you won't die, but that's it.”

“Are you… ready?”

Meihua's eyes were fixed on Lu Sheng, as if trying to see something on his face.

But what disappointed Meihua was… Lu Sheng's expression remained the same, like an ancient well, impossible to see through.

“Since I'm here, I'm naturally prepared.”

Lu Sheng said softly.

Meihua chuckled, clapped her hands, and the professional young woman who had been standing outside the door respectfully walked in.

“Take this young man down to prepare. Remember, tell the others, no killing!”

“Yes!”

The young woman bowed slightly, then showed a professional smile again and said to Lu Sheng, “Sir, this way please.”

The young woman led Lu Sheng to a room filled with masks.

“Sir, every contestant will choose a mask and take a nickname for the arena.”

“Master Meihua has arranged for you to be in the second-tier arena. Let me first introduce you to the situation of the second-tier arena.”

The young woman smiled slightly at Lu Sheng and said.

“Winning a match in the second-tier arena is worth 10,000 Federation Points. If you achieve a five-match winning streak, the subsequent rewards will be doubled. If you can achieve a ten-match winning streak, it will continue to be doubled.”

“Before the five-match winning streak, you need to compete according to the arrangements of our underground arena. After the five-match winning streak, you can choose when to compete, but you must go through a match every three days.”

“After the ten-match winning streak, you can obtain the status of the arena master of our underground arena, and then you can choose to refuse or accept the challenges of other contestants. Of course, if you win the subsequent challenges, it will still be calculated at 40,000 Federation Points per match.”

The young woman quickly explained the rules of the underground arena to Lu Sheng, and then waited for Lu Sheng to choose his mask and title.

Lu Sheng's eyes swept over the masks, and finally landed on one of them.

“That's it!”

Lu Sheng smiled slightly.

It was a monkey face mask.

“As for the nickname… let's call it Qitian!”

… …

In the underground arena, a burly man wearing a silver mask suddenly smashed his modified mechanical fist at his opponent.

The powerful force directly shattered the opponent's arms, causing him to faint in the arena and eventually be carried away by the staff.

In an instant, cheers rang out from the surrounding stands.

“Silver Mask! Silver Mask! Silver Mask!!”

Countless spectators waved the chips in their hands, shouting frantically, their eyes bloodshot, like hysterical beasts.

Silver Mask stood on the arena, raising his hands to greet the cheers of the crowd.

On the high platform of the arena, the host also shouted at this time.

“Congratulations to our Silver Mask contestant for achieving his four-match winning streak!!”

“May I ask if the Silver Mask contestant will continue to fight!”

On the arena, Silver Mask, facing the crazy gazes of the crowd, laughed loudly: “Fight! Why not fight!”

“I'm determined to win the five-match winning streak!”

Silver Mask enjoyed the cheers of the crowd, but also looked forward to the doubled rewards after the five-match winning streak.

“The Silver Mask contestant has chosen to continue fighting, so let us welcome the next contestant with warm applause…”

The host's words were halfway through, as if he had received some order, he suddenly paused, and then continued to shout.

“Contestant… Qitian!!”

The host's high-pitched voice made many of the audience present couldn't help but be stunned.

“Qitian? Who is Qitian?”

“I don't know, is it a newcomer?”

“Wow, that's interesting. Silver Mask's fifth battle is actually against a newcomer? It seems that Silver Mask's five-match winning streak is stable this time. Quickly bet on Silver Mask!!”

For a time, many spectators put the chips in their hands on Silver Mask.

The underground arena is an opportunity for contestants to win their future, and it is also a place for these crazy gamblers to profit from it.

According to the previous rules, the probability of a new contestant winning is very small, let alone a contestant like Silver Mask who is about to get a five-match winning streak.

After hearing the host's words, Silver Mask was also stunned for a moment, and a voice came from the earphones he was wearing.

Silver Mask was silent, but he had to choose to accept.

Soon, a door in the arena slowly opened, and a slender figure wearing a monkey face mask slowly walked into the arena.

Under the gaze of everyone, Lu Sheng stood in front of Silver Mask.

Silver Mask looked at Lu Sheng in front of him, and sneered a little. In the noisy environment, he said in a voice that only he and Lu Sheng could hear: “Boy, I don't know whose young master you are here to gain experience, but I still advise you, this… is not where you can stay. Go home and play!”

With that, Silver Mask laughed.

Faced with Silver Mask's words, Lu Sheng's expression was calm, but he just glanced at the staff next to him and said: “Can we start?”

The staff nodded, and then announced the start.

In an instant, the stands around the underground arena seemed to be suddenly ignited, erupting in cheers like a wave.

“Silver Mask!! Silver Mask!! Teach this newcomer a lesson!!”

“I bet everything on you, kill him for me!!”

Many people leaned out, shouting frantically.

Silver Mask slammed his fists together, splashing a burst of sparks.

“Boy… you're done for!”

In an instant, Silver Mask rushed towards Lu Sheng, carrying an extremely powerful killing intent. After the modified fists, bursts of fierce flames erupted.

Lu Sheng looked at the figure rushing towards him, his eyelids drooping slightly.

“The degree of internal organ modification is probably around 15%, which is even weaker than Yang Meng.”

“This first match… seems a little too simple!”

Lu Sheng murmured softly, a **** phantom flashed by, but his right hand suddenly raised at this time.

He pushed out a punch horizontally towards the rushing Silver Mask.

Five Elements Fist!!

The Five Elements Fist, as high as level five, burst out instantly.

Bang!!

Along with a muffled sound, the originally unstoppable Silver Mask seemed to be hit by a small car, his mechanical hands instantly exploded into countless parts, and his whole person also turned into a parabola, and flew backwards.