Changsheng: My realm is more than perfect

Chapter 41: Joking in the ring and talking about murderous intentions

"How to treat a heart attack?"

Wang Shisong was as stiff as a stone figure, except for a pair of turbid eyes that seemed to be shining with light.

The past events, the people and scenes that he didn't want to recall, passed before his eyes one by one.

His palms trembled, and the knuckles holding the letter turned white from too much force.

He didn't know how long he stood there, but he slowly came back to his senses, and then he noticed that there was a post attached to the bottom of the letter.

It was a battle message given to Songtian by an unknown doctor.

"Unknown doctor..."

Wang Shisong murmured to himself, and the corners of his mouth turned up a little unconsciously.

He had never heard of the name, but he had already thought of it.

Anyone who dares to challenge a first-class master is naturally a first-class master. After counting the time, the smile at the corner of Wang Shisong's mouth became even stronger.

"Yeah……"

He said twice, closed his eyes and raised his head, taking a deep breath to calm the surging emotions in his chest.

However, thinking of Songtian, the joy on Wang Shisong's face gradually dissipated.

Suddenly, he thought about the rumors of the city being closed for the past two days. After thinking about it for a while, his face turned pale.

Snapped!

The letter and the war note fell to the ground.

On the deserted street, only Wang Shisong's limping back remained.

The next morning.

The faint sunlight penetrates the dust curtain and casts onto the streets and alleys of Ketuoze.

It's not yet dawn, but the largest square in the city is already crowded with people on three levels inside and outside.

Young, strong, old and weak, women, children and children.

From the huge crowd, we can see all kinds of groups, even the beggars are gathered at the outermost layer. They can't see the scene, but they can all hear the noise.

In the center of the square, after two days of hard work, the arena has been built.

But what everyone expected was that this arena had a strange shape.

It is different from the ordinary four-cornered platform. The site is not flat, but is built into a large slope with high east and low west.

Not only that, but there seemed to be densely packed barbs on the slope.

On both sides of the slope, there is an engraved 'spiritual picture' hanging. This picture is printed in the main hall of the city lord's palace. The people in the picture are the reincarnations of Songtian.

From the beginning as a dark coolie, to an ordinary city citizen, to a nobleman, and finally to the city lord.

These pictures are exquisite in workmanship and magnificent in strokes. They hang on both sides, giving the entire slope a sense of sanctity out of thin air.

The originally unfair stage slope took on a different meaning under this decoration.

It's like a road full of thorns, and it's like a pilgrimage.

At the front of the ring, Wang Shisong, who had been standing all night, looked around with anxious eyes, completely losing his usual calmness.

His silver hair spread out on the way here last night, and his already old face looked even more messy and embarrassed.

Not only that, after standing all night, his legs and feet hurt like knives, and he could only stick to the ground by will.

The level of unfairness in this arena was far beyond his imagination.

What's even more troublesome is that through Songtian's deliberate design, when the citizens of Ketuoze faced this abnormal arena, not only did they not feel there was a problem, but they became even more enthusiastic.

The people in the city may have complained, but the sporadic voices did not create any splash.

As the first beam of strong sunlight pierced the sand and dust and shot towards the ring, the city lord Song Tian performed Qinggong and climbed onto the ring.

He was no longer shirtless today.

Instead, he wore a golden armor, with golden ribbons floating behind him.

He walked around in the void, as if riding on the light. His whole person was dazzling, with a halo overlapping his body, and his angular eyebrows, like a god descending to earth.

The square erupted into earth-shaking cheers.

The pious looked directly into their 'sun' and were moved to tears.

Songtian did not take the thorny road, and used Qinggong to go straight to the high point of the arena on the east side.

This is also where the sunlight falls.

He stood quietly in the light, looking down at the venue with a majestic appearance.      Different from his early arrival.

Wu Meng pressed for time, and Shi Shiran didn't arrive until a moment before the time agreed in the post.

He also performed Qinggong on stage.

But as soon as he stood still, the noisy and bustling square suddenly became quiet.

The pair of eyes below were widened, looking in his direction on the stage with an expression of extreme shock.

There, two figures stood impressively.

A man who is calm and calm and has an extraordinary demeanor is naturally the unknown doctor.

The other one was a little beggar with unkempt hair and ragged clothes! !

Bringing a beggar to fight...

What does that mean? !

At the high point on the east side, Song Tianshang's expression did not change in the light, but the square exploded first.

Everyone's expressions were wonderful, and the expressions on their faces changed.

Obscene words, curses and curses surged like a tidal wave, hitting the stage one after another.

If the citizens of Ketuoze were offended, then the people from outside the world were shocked at this moment.

The one who seemed to be a god stood above, but below came a humble beggar.

Such a strong contrast, just thinking about it, can make people's souls tremble and their scalp numb.

And that thorny road full of barbs seems to have a new meaning at this moment.

"How's it going? How does it feel to be in the ring for the first time?"

Wu Meng just glanced at Songtian casually, then looked down at Jiang Shanshan and asked with a chuckle.

Jiang Shanshan's face turned pale, he was sweating profusely, his calves were trembling, and he could hardly stand.

Her lips pursed and she could not speak.

Wu Meng bent down and patted her head, pointing to the slope ahead.

"Look at this road, there are more barbs, and it is also coated with Qijue Ruanjin Powder. Ordinary people are poisoned by this poison, but their muscles and bones are weak and they can withstand it by gritting their teeth. If a warrior is poisoned, he will not be able to lift the slightest bit of truth. Angry, I can only let the mermaid be eaten."

Jiang Shanshan's face turned even paler.

"That's not all."

Wu Meng continued: "Look at the gold and copper beams on both sides, there are thirty-six of them in one breath. When you climb the slope, the sound from above will be intensified, like rolling thunder, shaking your body. Heartbroken.”

"Of course, you can also go up with Qinggong."

Wu Meng casually glanced at the buildings around him: "Then you will be charged with blasphemy and deprived of the qualification to challenge, and you will be surrounded and suppressed by ambushes with armor and bows and crossbows."

Wu Meng just ordered a few things casually.

There are also many back-ups, such as Songtian's golden armor and ribbons, which are not as simple as they seem.

The more Jiang Shanshan listened, the more frightened he became.

However, when the fear accumulates to a certain level and death is inevitable, it seems that there is no such fear anymore.

She began to gasp for breath and finally found the strength to speak.

"What...what on earth...are you going to do..."

Wu Meng straightened up: "Do you want to know why Chuanxin Buddha doesn't accept disciples?"

Jiang Shanshan was stunned.

"Go up from here, punch him, and you'll know."

Jiang Shanshan's eyes widened.

The intense shock even suppressed the fear in my heart.

She stared at Wu Meng with an incredulous expression, and even couldn't help but rub her ears, thinking that she heard wrongly.

Wu Meng was smiling as he was at the corner of the street that day.

"If I punch him, it will give him an advantage, so it's better for you to go."

(End of this chapter)