Sword martial arts dragon

Chapter 149

On the arena below, the slave who has won nine games in a row is very powerful, especially his physical strength, which is extraordinarily strong. His dark skin seems to be made of fine steel, but his comprehension is not good, and the level of martial arts is a bit low. The momentum of gravity has not even reached the first level.

On the contrary, his opponent, the man in the black robe, was weak in physical strength, but not bad in understanding, and had already comprehended the first wind force. With his rich combat experience, the slave was cornered.

But who knows, at the critical moment of life and death, the potential of the man in black was actually stimulated. He comprehended the double wind on the spot, instantly reversed the situation of the battle, and began to rely on amazing speed, with agility, holding a long knife, Repeatedly hit the slave hard.

"No! I'm not reconciled, I have won nine times in a row, and I want to regain my freedom."

There were more and more scars on the slave's body, and his body became weaker and weaker. Finally, despair appeared in his eyes, and he roared unwillingly.

"Hey, I'm sorry, your nine-game winning streak is destined to be terminated by me, want to be free? In the next life, die."

The man in black smiled coldly, and the blade in his hand mercilessly cut across the slave's neck, blood flew out immediately, and the slave's body fell powerlessly into the pool of blood.

"Damn it, I put a hundred middle-grade primordial stones on that slave, and all of them went to waste."

"Haha, I suppressed two hundred middle-grade primordial stones from that black-clothed man, and now I'm rich."

The warriors in the surrounding auditorium started to discuss one after another. Some were happy and some were sad. Every battle in the arena could be wagered. Some people made a fortune here, while others lost their fortunes.

"This time, Heifeng wins, come and throw the slave's body to the back mountain to feed the wild dogs. In the next match, Heifeng, do you want to continue? If you continue, the reward you get will be reversed." times." A middle-aged man in a brown robe walked up to the arena, with a very strong aura, and he was a strong Zongwu Realm.

"Continue, of course continue, I just broke through, enough to be invincible in the low-level real martial arts realm, today I must kill a lot." The black-clothed man named Heifeng laughed wildly, broke through in the battle, and comprehended the double wind , Let him burst with confidence, feel that he can sweep away all the low-level real martial arts people.

"Well, are there any low-level real martial arts people in the audience who dare to fight? If you kill Hei Feng, all the items on him and the rewards he received will belong to you. At the same time, our arena will also Give corresponding rewards." The host of Zongwujing, suspended in the air, looked around at the audience in the stands, and said loudly.

In this arena, there are tens of thousands of spectators. It is very easy to find some low-level real martial arts people, but if no one comes, the arena can only arrange opponents for Hei Feng, or A slave with the same level of cultivation, or a monster with the same level of cultivation.

After the host finished speaking, there was a lot of discussion at the scene, but no one was willing to take the stage to fight. Heifeng understood the double wind and killed the slave who had won nine games in a row. His strength was very good. Among the people, it is definitely considered to be upper-middle class. There may be someone who can defeat him, but they are unwilling to take the risk of a fight. After all, once you enter the ring, you will never die. Unless your opponent is willing to let you go, otherwise, once you lose the battle, you will only die one.

"I come."

Zhao Letian stood up suddenly and walked towards the ring. Before going on stage, he pushed out all the primordial stones on his body, and bought him to win.

Of course, he came to fight not just to earn a few primordial stones, but more importantly, he wanted to push out his own potential through this life-and-death battle with no way out, and to find an opportunity to break through to the third level of true martial arts. Because, he has already reached the peak of the second level of true martial arts, and his realm is even ahead of his cultivation base. Now he is only one opportunity away from breaking through to the third level of true martial arts.

"Quick, quick, buy the son and win."

Qin Hai was the first to react, and immediately rushed to the betting place, took out all the primordial stones, and bought them all for Zhao Letian to win.

How strong Zhao Letian is, he knows very well that this black wind is doomed, and he is going to get rich this time.

"Let's go, buy son to win." Xinghai Five Tigers and others followed closely, took out their primordial stones, and bought Zhao Letian to win. They also had full confidence in Zhao Letian's strength.

It's a pity that they don't have many primordial stones on them, and if they are added together, they can't make up for Zhao Letian's fraction. Even if they win, they can only make a small fortune.

"Second level of true martial arts? What's your name?" Zhao Letian didn't hide his cultivation, the host of the sect's martial arts cultivation level looked at him in surprise, and asked in a deep voice, if someone with a second level of true martial arts dared to come up to fight with a third level of true martial arts The courage of the black wind who has been cultivated is commendable.

"Zhao Letian." Zhao Letian said frankly.

"Okay, let's go up, there are no rules and restrictions in the arena, as long as you can kill your opponent, otherwise, you can only be killed by your opponent." The host nodded, and said, he shot out a burst of true energy, and did not enter the arena On the stone tablet next to it, Zhao Letian's name and the second level of Zhenwu's cultivation were displayed on it.

"A person at the second level of true martial arts dares to challenge Heifeng? This kid doesn't want to live, I will beat Heifeng to win."

"Heifeng's strength is very strong. Many people of the third level of real martial arts are not his opponents. Unless they are the famous geniuses in the city, otherwise, ordinary people of the second level of real martial arts will almost certainly die. I will also beat Heifeng to win."

"The name Zhao Letian seems a bit familiar. Where did I hear it these two days? Never mind, maybe this kid has some powerful cards. I'll give him ten middle-grade primordial stones to try."

The audience at the scene discussed one after another, and began to place bets. Bet on Zhao Letian, pay two for one, bet on Heifeng, pay one and a half for one, very few people bet on Zhao Letian, most people bet on Heifeng to win, after all, Hei Feng had already shown great strength before, but everyone knew nothing about Zhao Letian's strength, so naturally he had to be more cautious.

However, those who had heard that Zhao Letian defeated Nie Yun quietly suppressed Zhao Letian to win. Although they were not sure whether this Zhao Letian was the same Zhao Letian who defeated Nie Yun, if not, then Think of it as a gamble of luck, if so, then they must be rich.

"Second level of real martial arts? Kid, I really don't know whether to say that you are brave, or that you are overconfident and dare to challenge me. Where do you have the confidence?" Heifeng stared at Zhao Letian and said with a sneer. From his point of view, Zhao Letian was the prey that came to his door, and he came to give him primeval stones.

"True Martial Third Level, Second Level Wind Power, I don't know, where did you get the confidence." Zhao Letian took out a long sword, a spiritual weapon, with the power of real energy surging on his body, and at the same time, directly released the triple sword Potential.

(End of this chapter)