Lord Of Martial Arts

When King Winfred proposed that Darren and Caleb duel, Murphy objected, for he knew that Darren would be killed.

However, when King Winfred told him that he had a unique divine weapon called the "Realm-equalizing Arena," Murphy's concerns subsided.

"Darren, what do you think?" asked Murphy.

"What is the Realm-equalizing Arena?" Darren's curiosity had been piqued, and he wanted to know more about this weapon before deciding.

"It's simple. As its name implies, once two opponents step in the arena, their realms will become the same," Murphy explained as he knew something about this divine weapon.

"Yes, you are right. A big force specially used this weapon to solve conflicts a long time ago," King Winfred added.

"If that's the case, then let's fight to the death." Darren shot a cold gaze at Caleb. He wasn't afraid of anyone.

"Don't play these tricks. Just come with me obediently." To everyone's surprise, Caleb wasn't interested.

"Ha-ha!" Murphy laughed contemptuously. "Old bastard, are you afraid?"

"Who do you think you are, Murphy? I'm a dignified person. Wouldn't I be degrading myself by fighting this guy? Humph!" Caleb's face darkened.

"Old bastard, if that is what you think, how about I duel you? Will you still take advantage of your seniority and back off?"

Murphy was the leader of a branch of the Starry Sword Sect. He was not inferior to Caleb in terms of status. After all, the force behind Caleb was just a clan.

"Murphy, if you continue to mess around, I will kill Darren right here. Do you think you can stop me?" Caleb's face darkened even more as he threatened Murphy.

"You can try,"

Murphy replied with a condescending smirk and was about to make a move.

At this time, Darren raised a hand to stop the exchange between the two seniors. He glared at Caleb and said, "You've been a martial arts practitioner for so many years, and the people you've battled must have been a lot stronger than me. So, why is it that you don't dare to duel with me? You are such a coward. If the younger members of your clan learn about this, they will laugh at you. Aren't you worried about being mocked?"

"Bullshit!" Caleb became furious. "If I want to kill you, it'll be as easy as squashing a dog. Why should I give you a cha

the Tussle Region. But, that will be an astronomical figure that few people can get.

But then again, a person who has that many killing points would have the strength to enter and exit the region at will," explained Murphy.

"Killing points sound useful, indeed. Besides, I heard that they could be used to exchange items. Is that true?"

"Yes, they can be traded for anything, including the divine pattern fragments."

"I see. It seems that I have to collect more killing points in the future." Darren had heard about killing points when he first came to the Tussle Region, but he didn't pay much attention.

"Maxwell, you know that I never gamble. You'd better find someone else," King Winfred refused with a frown.

"Tsk, Tsk. You are so cowardly. Okay, I'd better find the other old guys. I'll make a fortune this time," the Gambling King appeared excited as he muttered.

"Please wait a moment, sir. About the bet that you mentioned, can you tell me how would you like to proceed?"

Darren asked. His sudden question made everyone, including Murphy, who was beside him, look at him strangely.

The Gambling King turned and looked at Darren with interest. He said with a faint smile, "Young man, do you enjoy gambling as well? Would you like to bet in this game? It's a pity that you are one of the battling opponents in the duel. I believe that means you cannot bet."

"Even though I can't join, that doesn't mean that Master Murphy can't bet. Can you tell us the rules, please?" Darren smiled.