Peerless God of War

"It seems you don't know yet. According to legend, the person who killed Zhou Jie was Chen Xiao. Now he is a genius from Ziyun City and a monk who is highly regarded by the Marquis of Zijin."

"What, Chen Xiao did it? No wonder, I said why Zhou Xun was so hostile to a monk from Ziyun City just now. This is a blood feud."

"Yes, a blood feud can only be avenged with blood. Let's just watch the show."

"Yes, yes, just watch the show."

This scene of Zhou Ziming's tragic defeat was seen by countless monks and they began to discuss in whispers.

There are all kinds of things to say, some are adding insult to injury, and some are lamenting, but it is no surprise that no one will fight for the injustice of the Zhou family. Most of them just watch with cold eyes and never interfere.

It can be seen from this that the Zhou family usually has a very bad reputation. Once in trouble, there is not even a single person who can lend a hand.

This is reality, very real.

"Hmph, just wait!"

Zhou Xun was so angry that his teeth were itching and his face was ashen, but there was nothing he could do.

After all, this is Zhan Tian City, not his Zhou family.

"Zhou Xun, you also have today, huh, it seems that your death is not far away, don't let me catch the chance." Chen Xiaoyin said coldly, staring at the other party with extremely unkind eyes.

As for Zhou Xun, his face was full of sadness. He didn't know what he was thinking, and he didn't know if he had any regrets at this moment.

Although, it is useless to regret at this time.

The duel in the ring continued, and in this round of duel, the three Taogu Three Immortals actually defeated their opponents, which made Chen Xiao's impression of these three people slightly changed.

But this is just a small episode. For the first round of competition,

This is not unusual for the participants of the Baohui.

As the battle continued, as people continued to lose, Chen Xiao discovered that no one was holding back anymore, and casualties began to occur. Some people were even beaten to death on the ring, which was very cruel.

"Carry it down."

The referee beside the ring said coldly, completely indifferent to the body of the dead Tribulation Immortal.

For him, all this has long been commonplace.

But such a scene was a great shock to the many Tribulation Immortals sitting in the seats who came through the back door, as well as deep fear and uneasiness.

"Dead...dead? Just die like this. How could it be like this? Didn't you promise not to kill me?"

"It turns out that Tribulation Immortal is mortal too. He's lying on the ground like a dog. He has no dignity at all. It's too miserable. I don't want to end up like this."

"What should we do? If we go up for a duel, I'm afraid we will be beaten to death. No, I don't want to participate, no more."

"Yes, give up. I want to give up. If I give up at this time, I can save my life."

For a time, countless ideas circulated among everyone, and some even wanted to give up this spot.

But they were going to be disappointed. Faced with Li Zhan's cold eyes, everyone shrank back and didn't dare to mention it again.

"What a bunch of losers and losers. They were actually scared. It's ridiculous." Ye Gubei mocked.

"I'm looking forward to the next battle. It will be very interesting if I meet these people." Chen Xiao also sneered.

These guys relied on their connections to get this spot through the back door, but now it seems that they are here to die.

I thought the fight for the treasure would be too fierce, but no

There would be casualties, but I didn't expect that these casual cultivators who had no background to rely on would actually work so hard, with a completely risk-taking attitude.

In this way, all the wishful thinking of this group of people was overturned.

Accidents always happen when you can't expect them.

"Hmph, these bastards are really embarrassing." Meng Gang saw all this and was very shameless at the behavior of these people.

However, he was speculating in his heart, wondering how Prince Zhan would handle this matter.

Should this group of people be allowed to abstain, or should things continue as usual?

If it was the latter, it would be terrible, and it would have a huge impact on the entire Wushuang Dynasty.

The duel continued until dark. After rounds of fighting, half of them were finally eliminated, and dozens of Tribulation Immortals died.

Above the Plaza de Mars, the smell of blood filled the air, and the surging shouts of countless monks almost never stopped for a moment.

In the eyes of these low-level monks, the more Tribulation Immortals die, the more excited they become, and they feel a strange sense of pleasure.

Also, the Tribulation Immortals who usually stand high above the low-level monks also have this day. For the low-level monks, there is no greater pleasure of revenge than this.

Finally, with the end of the last duel, the body of another Tribulation Immortal was carried down.

The corpse of this Tribulation Immortal was still dripping with blood and scattered on the ground of the square. It looked extremely miserable.

For a time, many Tribulation Immortals, including Chen Xiao, were silent and silent.

Not only because of the tragic situation at the treasure competition, where so many Tribulation Immortals died, but also because it is very likely that it will be his turn soon.

They are.

"This is decent. Guys who are just pretending to be fake, it's better to have some self-awareness as soon as possible." Ye Gubei said with cold eyes and a sinister tone.

His words reached the ears of many Tribulation Immortals, and they immediately frowned and turned pale.

These words were obviously aimed at them, but no one dared to take offense.

At this time, Li Zhan stood up, looked down at the Mars Square where millions of monks gathered, and declared: "Today's arena showdown is completed. The second round will be held in three days. Let's break up."

After saying this, without waiting for anyone else's reaction, Li Zhan was the first to leave, with no expression on his face.

As for the seventh prince and the third prince, they looked at each other coldly, their eyes full of provocation, and each began to make their own arrangements.

In the first round of duels, half of the monks have been eliminated, and the remaining ones are all good players and worth winning over.

"Meng Gang." The seventh prince sent a message.

"Yes, Your Highness."

"Go ahead and clean up the aftermath. Give those defeated losers a handful of money and kick them out."

Meng Gang's face darkened and he responded, "Yes."

Chen Xiao glanced at the field, silently exited the Mars Square, and returned to his residence.

There were no words all the way, but Chen Xiao's mood was a little solemn.

"It seems that the Wushuang Divine Dynasty is serious this time. It's just the first round of the Treasure Competition to kill so many Tribulation Immortals. I'm really willing to give up." In the sea of ​​souls, Hiro said.

The cruelty of the duel in the arena was somewhat beyond Chen Xiao's expectations.

Originally, in his opinion, there would be almost no deaths, but he did not expect that so many Tribulation Immortals would die at once.

If these people are alive, no matter what, they are still resisting the demons.

A coming force.

"Unless..." Chen Xiao's heart skipped a beat as he thought of a terrible possibility.

"Unless what?" Hiro asked.