1780: C1780 Invincible posture(part ii)

C1780 Invincible posture(part ii)

Very quickly, under the escort of the Sergeant, Ye Tianze entered the Martial Arts Stadium. Looking around at the sea of people, Ye Tianze felt like he was a wild beast.

The gigantic Martial Arts Stadium was more like a animal fighting field. Countless cultivator waved their flags and cried out, all for the lottery scroll in their hands.

Standing opposite of him was a Demonic Cultivator, and Ye Tianze could feel his Qi, at the ninth stage of the Profound Earth Realm.

Although they did not talk, Ye Tianze could feel the killing intent from their eyes. It was a killing intent that was about to win.

"This is my last match!"

Demonic Cultivator said, "If I kill you, I will no longer be Slave!"

"Oh." Ye Tianze said, "Then I'm sorry."

"Apologies?" When the cultivator heard Ye Tianze, his tone became sarcastic and he said coldly, "Your tone of voice is not small at all. Unfortunately, this is the Anarchic Home and this is the Martial Arts Stadium."

"Why are you blabbering so much?"

Ye Tianze was not in a good mood, "If you kill me, you will be freed. If I kill you, we can begin the next round."

Hearing that, the Demonic Cultivator was immediately stunned, and laughed: "Looks like this is your first time in the Anarchic Home, and you still don't know the rules of the Martial Arts Stadium. Did you see the scrolls in the hands of those cultivator s? The battle that just happened has already ended. Now, we have to buy it anew. If I were to make a move now, wouldn't I be ignorant of the rules? "

Ye Tianze suddenly understood what he meant.

"However, most of the cultivator s would buy it for me. Although there are some cultivator s who would take the risk to buy it for you, they are destined to not be able to earn it back."

The Sky Demon Race said.

Ye Tianze was a little speechless, and decided to just keep quiet.

"Why aren't you saying anything? You should treasure your last moments. " The Demonic Cultivator said, "Otherwise, you will never have the chance to speak again."

"Is that your last words?" Ye Tianze said calmly, "Unfortunately, besides me, no one else will know."

"Hmph, your tone is not small at all." The Demonic Cultivator said coldly, "It's unfortunate that you encountered..."

Even before he finished speaking, a gale blew past, causing Demonic Cultivator to feel danger. By the time he had reacted, Ye Tianze was already in front of him, holding out his hand.

Demonic Cultivator did not expect Ye Tianze to be so disobedient, to suddenly attack him, and even extended his hand out so straightforwardly, wanting to grab his neck?

What a joke, how could someone of the same level underestimate his opponent so lightly? Although he spoke without restraint, in his heart, he still respected his opponent.

He took a step back and wanted to dodge. At the same time, he focused his spirit energy on his fist and was prepared to dodge, and the moment he did, he would give Ye Tianze a heavy punch.

However, just as he dodged, the hand followed him over. His heart tightened, and just as he wanted to dodge again, he discovered that the hand was actually close to his flesh and was quickly grabbing his neck.

He almost couldn't believe the scene in front of his eyes. The opponent's speed far exceeded his own, but this also exposed the opponent's gap.

Because he was holding onto his neck with one hand, there was still a huge gap in front of him. He raised his leg and smashed towards Ye Tianze with his knee.

However, just as this thought appeared in his mind, a mountain-like power exploded from his hands. He felt as if his neck was like an egg that had been crushed by a mountain.

Following that, his body quickly crumbled. In the last moment before his death, he finally understood the meaning of Ye Tianze's words.

He was trying to intimidate his opponent, but Ye Tianze wasn't trying to intimidate him, he had already regarded himself as a dead man.

"Boom!"

Accompanied by a loud noise, under this terrifying force, the Demonic Cultivator was instantly turned into fine powder. Not even a drop of blood splashed out, as the Demonic Cultivator was pressed down and evaporated.

He clapped his hands, sending out the noise that his surroundings were still making, and muttered to himself: "Looks like, even Mysterious Earth Realm Cultivator can't withstand a single grasp from me, I wonder how the Profound Sky Stage is like."1

didn't even use a single star whirlpool's elemental energy to kill this Demonic Cultivator, and only used less than a tenth of its power.

Just as he finished speaking, the Martial Arts Stadium, who had been noisy a moment ago, suddenly quietened down.

Those cultivator who were holding the betting papers shut their mouths. The scene just now only happened for an instant, and some of the cultivator did not even see what happened and were busy buying victory or defeat, only to realize that the cultivator had actually disappeared.

After a long while, a voice came out, read out Ye Tianze's number, and announced his victory.

Martial Arts Stadium immediately went into an uproar. Only a small number of cultivator saw the trajectory of Ye Tianze's attack, but did not see it clearly.

The majority of them did not even see Ye Tianze make a move. They only saw the Sky Demon Race who had won nine matches and was only left with one last battle to gain freedom get crushed and explode.

As for the rest, they didn't even see Ye Tianze make a move nor did they have time to watch as the battle had already ended.

If not for the deacon of the training hall announcing Ye Tianze's victory, they would have thought that the Sky Demon Race of the training hall had run away.

After a short moment of shock, other than praising Ye Tianze's strength, most of the cultivator revealed expressions of dissatisfaction.

Especially those cultivator who had just bought betting papers and lost. If they lost in the past, at least they could see a wonderful match.

This time, he lost. How could he feel good that he lost without even looking at a single move or half a move?

After deacon announced Ye Tianze's victory, he asked: "Do you still want to continue?"

According to the rules, he could continue, and he could also return to the Slave Camp to rest for a day before taking part in the competition.

The gaze the deacon used to look at him was clearly full of threat. If he did not continue, forget about the deacon, even the entire Martial Arts Stadium would not let him off.

"Continue!"

Ye Tianze nodded.

Hearing that, the cultivator within the Martial Arts Stadium heaved a sigh of relief. Most of the cultivator wanted to see how Ye Tianze managed to kill that Sky Demon Race.

After all, that Sky Demon Race from before had won nine consecutive matches, and was only one match away from obtaining his freedom.

Although there were a lot of these cultivator s in Martial Arts Stadium.

The deacon quickly arranged for a Slave to come up. This Slave was tall, the moment he went up on stage, he immediately revealed his true form, and was clearly preparing to go all out.

"Shi Yan Clan!"

The cultivator in the stands started to discuss.

The original form of this cultivator was a body of rocks. He was as thick as a mountain and his body emitted a mountain pressure.

This was the Shi Yan Clan within the Primal Chaos, an existence with rough skin and thick flesh, similar to that of a shield.

deacon had obviously specially chosen the of the Shi Yan Clan, because the scene from before was still fresh in his mind. He immediately recited the number of this Shi Yan Clan.

"Boom!"

Right after he announced it, before he could get all the cultivator present to place their bets, he heard a huge sound. The majestic Shi Yan Clan was penetrated with a single punch.

Afterwards, the gigantic body, as if it was made of sand, quickly collapsed.

Ye Tianze stood in place, clapped his hands and said: "Next!"

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