Dragon Blood Valkyrie

Chapter 15 Battlefield

"There is a way, but..." Canglong knew that Fengyun was kind-hearted, so he didn't know how to tell him.

"What way?" Fengyun asked hastily.

Canglong paused, then said: "Fengyun, I am the body of the dragon emperor Canglong, and I can devour all martial spirits lower than mine in the world. This is also a characteristic of evil warriors. If you want to hide your own martial spirit, you must practice Together, Wu Xie kills and devours other people's martial souls!"

"This…"

Fengyun immediately fell into hesitation, he was simple and kind by nature, never killed anyone in his life, suddenly hearing that he was going to kill other people made Fengyun a little disgusted.

"Son, the road to the pinnacle is paved with bones, and the blood of the supreme martial arts is what you have to go through. Whether it is a righteous warrior or a martial artist among the yin and yang evils, they are all pursuing the strongest state. Wuxie is just A name, don’t the so-called Righteous Warriors kill people?”

Righteous warrior?
Fengyun clenched his fists tightly, his mother was taken away by those so-called righteous fighters, may I ask, did his mother ever do bad things in Feng's family?

"That's right, so what about Wu Xie? What about killing people? As long as you keep your heart, as long as I don't kill innocent people randomly, I'm right!"

Fengyun knew that in order to save his parents in the future, he didn't know how many people would be killed on the way in the future, so how could he hold back at this time.

"Hahaha, this is the awakening of a strong man!" The Canglong is originally the body of the domineering dragon emperor Canglong. To it, human beings are just ants, and they die when they die.

Only Fengyun will really care.

"Fengyun, if you want to become a strong person, you must participate in the battle of life and death. If you are not alive, you must break through the limit!"

When Fengyun entered the martial arts arena, he had already discovered that there were two kinds of rules for fighting in the martial arts arena.

The other is a life-and-death battle. If one side dies, the other wins. Canglong reminds Fengyun that entering a life-and-death battle means forcing Fengyun to death.

"it is good!"

There are two registration places in the martial arts field, there are many people in the life-and-death battle and the sparring battle, and they line up. After about a stick of incense, Fengyun finally came to the front of the registration platform.

"Sign up for the life-and-death battle?" A woman with cold eyes asked coldly.

"Yes!"

"Please put your hand on the test spirit bead." The cold woman said.

Fengyun hesitated for a while, he knew that testing the spirit orb could reveal his martial soul form, and the last thing Fengyun wanted people to know was his first martial soul.

The glamorous woman clearly saw Fengyun's concerns, she looked at Fengyun like an idiot and said, "Sir, every martial artist's martial soul is his own secret, we have no right to know your martial soul before the battle. soul, so your martial soul will not be displayed on the test spirit bead."

Fengyun was overjoyed, but being regarded as an idiot, he was still a little unhappy, so he said angrily, "I know!"

Put your hand on the test spirit bead, and soon the spirit bead will display the halo of martial arts origin force.

"Fifth Stage Qi Refining, please report your name."

"Dragon evil."

"Are you sure you want to join the battle of life and death?"

"Sure!" Fengyun nodded solemnly, he is a warrior with dual martial souls, even if the second martial soul has not been condensed and formed, the dragon martial soul alone is much stronger than ordinary warriors.

After the Leng Lie woman registered her identity, a steward led Feng Yun into the backstage of the arena.

The backstage area is huge, there are hundreds of warriors waiting for the battle, among which there are dozens of warriors in the fifth stage of refining Qi.

Most of those who can participate in the life-and-death battle are extremely confident in their own strength, so every enemy here should not be underestimated.

Feng Yun sneaked a peek inside the competition arena, and found that the stands below the competition arena were crowded with people. Obviously, the spectators in this life-and-death battle were much more than those in the sparring battle.

People were roaring, and the blood ignited the flame in people's hearts.

"Muscular man, kill him, I bet fifty gold coins on you!"

"Grey Wolf, you must win! My wife's dowry is all on you."

The fighting arena is not only a visual feast, but also the largest underground casino in the cold and desolate dragon city. Many people gamble, some get rich overnight, and some go bankrupt.

Fengyun went to the place to bet, since there is such a good way to make money, how could Fengyun not take advantage of it.

"Bet?" An old man looked at Feng Yun and asked.

Feng Yun asked with a smile: "I don't know what the odds are for Long Xie?"

Everyone who participated in the battle today had bet odds. Feng Yun had great confidence in himself, so he asked.

"Long Xie? Wait, I'll check!" The old man called a person beside him, transferred Long Xie's information, and looked at it. It was only the first time Long Xie participated in the battle here, and it showed that he was only a beginner in Qi refining. The strength of the fifth stage, so he said to Fengyun: "Long Xie, one pays three!"

There were a few people beside him who were about to bet money. They glanced at Fengyun and said, "Boy, I advise you not to bet on this person. In the life-and-death battle in the martial arts arena, it is difficult for newcomers to survive the first battle. Still optimistic about Beifeng, he is a master who has won seven games in a row?"

"Beifeng, the odds are [-] to [-], are you willing to bet?" the old man smiled.

"What? How did it become [-]? It was [-] yesterday." The man said depressingly.

The old man smiled and said: "You can also choose this Long Xie, his odds are one to three."

"Let's forget it. Although it's only [-], Beifeng's chances of winning are much higher than this Long Xie."

As he spoke, the man took out one hundred gold coins and said, "Bet on Beifeng, one hundred gold coins."

Fengyun smiled helplessly, took out the gold card, and said to the old man: "This gold card has a total of [-] gold coins, all of which are bet on Longxie." Gave it to the old man.

"what!"

The old man with a calm face was shocked suddenly, and many other gamblers who were watching looked at Fengyun in disbelief, secretly wondering who this Long Xie was, and who was this person in front of him?

He even directly took out [-] gold coins to gamble.

"Boy, who is Long Xie? How dare you bet eight thousand gold coins directly on him?" the man asked.

Fengyun looked at the old man and said, "Why, don't you dare to take it?"

The old man's face was a bit distorted. After all, eight thousand gold coins is not a small amount. If Long Xie wins this match, the fighting field will pay the person in front of him [-] gold coins. Twelve thousand gold coins.

"The rules of the fighting arena, if anyone dares to bet, we dare to take it." A woman in purple came out and said with a smile.

The woman looked about 20 years old, her eyes were captivating, and she was very beautiful.

"Yes, miss!" The old man nodded, took the gold card from Fengyun's hand, and then gave Fengyun another gambling ticket.

"My friend, what is your relationship with Long Xie that you have such great confidence in him?" The woman also asked curiously.

After Feng Yun took the gambling ticket, he smiled and said, "Long Xie is me."

After finishing speaking, Fengyun turned around and left, leaving surprised and dignified faces behind.

The sentence "Long Xie is me" shocked everyone. How confident this person must be, to dare to bet [-] gold coins on himself.

Fengyun continued to go back and wait, and after about three sticks of incense, Fengyun finally appeared on the stage.

Very dramatic, Fengyun's opponent is the North Wind that the young man mentioned.

A qi refining fifth stage martial artist who has won seven games in a row.

Winning seven matches in a row is extremely rare in the martial arts arena. Many people even think that Beifeng may be the top ten masters in the fifth stage of Qi refining in the cold and desolate Dragon City.

After Beifeng boarded the competition stage, there was a burst of cheers from the audience below, which was almost crazy.

"Tear this kid to shreds!"

"Beifeng, let us see the flowers blooming with blood, kill this kid!"

The battle makes people crazy, even the spectators are still attracted by the scene of blood blooming in the battle and become crazy.

The fifth stage of Qi refining is still weak among warriors, but the battle between the same level can also rub out gorgeous flowers.

"Boy, have you prepared yourself for death?" Bei Feng had the domineering and wild flavor of a northerner, like a snow lion in the wind, extremely mighty.

Fengyun stood in front of him like a child, no wonder no one cheered for Fengyun.

Fengyun sneered and said, "It's not certain who lives and who dies?"

The tone is calm, the voice is a little weak, and it seems that there is no confidence in it.

Showing the enemy's weakness, Fengyun did not dare to use his martial soul in the first battle, so he had to do everything possible to kill the opponent.

"Hahaha, little guy, you sound like a baby, it seems like you haven't been weaned yet, what a pity..." There was a trace of contempt and mockery in the other party's eyes.

What Fengyun hates most is this kind of look, but Fengyun doesn't care now, because the other party will be his first prey.

The referee stepped onto the stage and said with a voice like a bell, "You two share the same name."

"The winner of the seven-game winning streak in the fighting arena, Beifeng!" Beifeng said sharply with his arrogance on the surface.

"North Wind!"

"North Wind!"

Many spectators stood up excitedly, shouting crazily for the undefeated legend in their hearts.

Fengyun knew that in the near future, he would replace all these and become the new strongman in the arena.

"Dragon evil!"

Fengyun's introduction was very simple, and his voice was not loud, and he was even directly drowned in the roar of the crowd.

"Boy, if you have any last words, just say them directly, otherwise there will be no chance?" Beifeng laughed wildly.

Feng Yun shook his head and said, "Is this your last last word?"

"you wanna die…"

The clothes on Beifeng's body were torn apart inch by inch, revealing his strong muscles, bronzed skin, and scars, showing his achievements.

The women off the field also started to roar. It has to be said that Beifeng's generous figure can indeed attract many opposite sexes.

The situation is still calm.

"Okay, the two of you can release your martial spirits now." The referee saw that the atmosphere on the scene had been mobilized, and the two of them had already entered the state, so they said.

what! !

chi chi...

(End of this chapter)