1781: C1781 Invincible posture(part iii)

C1781 Invincible posture(part iii)

This time, none of the cultivator present made any mistakes, but none of them were prepared either.

Not to mention them, even the deacon was not prepared at all. He originally thought that Ye Tianze would at least wait a bit.

But he did not expect Ye Tianze to disobey the rules at all, and immediately make his move after reading each of their numbers.

If it was an intense battle, then it would be fine, but what the hell is this?

This was most likely the Clan being the most wronged one, they did not even get to warm up before they died in Ye Tianze's hands.

After being silent for a long while, the Martial Arts Stadium who was in complete silence started to discuss, but no one was able to see through Ye Tianze.

He only knew that this Slave in front of him was very strong, but he was only at the Earth Stage, and had not even reached the peak of the ninth stage of the Profound realm.

However, whether it was in terms of strength or speed, he could be said to be top-notch among cultivator of the same level.

"Looks like another dark horse will appear in the Slave's training hall. I wonder if he can win ten matches in a row!"

This was what most cultivator thought.

deacon coldly swept his eyes across Ye Tianze. The purpose of Slave Martial Arts Stadium's existence, was precisely for the sake of gambling, so Ye Tianze wasn't too bad.

Without waiting for them to place their bets, he had already killed his opponent with a single punch. With such a Slave Martial Arts Stadium, how could he still earn martial point?

However, according to the rules, he couldn't blame Ye Tianze because once he finished reading the numbers, he could fight. This was in accordance to the rules.

"Good, this is great! No matter what your identity is, if you can win ten rounds, then it'll be my loss!"

deacon said fiercely in his heart.

He looked at cultivator beside him, and the meaning behind his glance was clear, he wanted to choose a strong cultivator to come out from.

"Black Tortoise Tribe!"

The arrival of this cultivator had alarmed the entire audience.

It was a member of the Black Tortoise Tribe. When he appeared, he immediately used his original body, his enormous tortoise shell, and his four limbs, which were like pillars from the heavens, to unleash a powerful pressure.

In the primal chaos, although the Black Tortoise Tribe's defensive power was not the strongest, they could absolutely be ranked within the top 100.

After deacon finished reading the serial number, he quickly said, "This battle, the payout ?"

"Boom!"

Another loud sound rang out and deacon's heart trembled for a moment. He had an ominous premonition, and then he looked towards the arena and discovered that there were no Black Tortoise's corpses on the stage, only some bloodstains.

"One punch, another punch, turned a Black Tortoise Tribe into dust!" "Where did this guy come from? Is he really a Mysterious Earth Realm Cultivator?" Why do I feel that he is stronger than an ordinary profound Sky Stage! "

"He's too fierce, he destroyed the Shi Yan Clan and Black Tortoise Clan with one punch, and crushed Sky Demon Race. He is definitely a dark horse, a dark horse on the Slave Martial Arts Stadium."

Everyone on the Slave Martial Arts Stadium was shocked, everyone felt fear for Ye Tianze's two punches.

deacon's face turned green, he looked at Ye Tianze, and killing intent surfaced in his eyes, because Ye Tianze was disobeying the rules.

If he hadn't acted according to the rules before, he would've been unaware of the situation. But if he hadn't acted according to the rules just now, it would've been a slap to his face.

He glared fiercely at Ye Tianze, and almost said "Just you wait".

However, in the following time, deacon did not manage to regain his dignity. He had chosen almost all of the strong Slave s in his camp to fight with Ye Tianze.

Just that, Ye Tianze still punched him like before. No matter what kind of opponent you were, or what race you were from, you would be smashed into smithereens with one punch, and not even your corpse would be left.

The Martial Arts Stadium was deathly still. All of the cultivator present did not know what to say, as the other party had won nine consecutive rounds.

The gap between the nine consecutive victories was at most less than an hour. And this one hour, was also because within the Martial Arts Stadium, was the time to choose a Slave to persevere in the competition, the process of the battle was also very simple.

If it wasn't crushed, it was simply crushed with a single punch. In the few Slave s behind, almost none of them were able to withstand Ye Tianze's second attack.

After the crisp end to the ninth match, practically all of the cultivator present could see the face of this deacon inside the Martial Arts Stadium.

After one more round, the Slave in front of him would gain his freedom.

"Do you want to continue?"

deacon's voice trembled slightly. It was obvious that he was holding back her anger and was unable to vent it out.

"Continue."

Ye Tianze said.

The deacon turned around and looked at the Sergeant beside him. All of the Sergeant s had a difficult expression on their faces, as if saying that in the Slave's camp, we can no longer find any cultivator that can take one of his punches.

"If he can't find it here, then go and find it in the other Slave camps. If he is given freedom today, he will be punished with a year's worth of salary!"

"Since the Profound Earth Stage's not working, then find someone to use it. The best and strongest Slave!"

They seemed to have found a target. In the entire Kai Yang City, there was more than one Slave Camp, and also more than one Slave Martial Arts Stadium.

This was a long wait, but cultivator did not have any intention of leaving. This was because they all knew that this was no longer a battle between Slave and himself.

It was the battle between the Martial Arts Stadium and the Slave.

Although it had also appeared before, where the Slave would arrange the strongest opponents for each of the nine matches, it was different this time.

And it was during this time of waiting that the almighty atop the flying boat arrived.

When he found out that Ye Tianze had already won nine matches and that Martial Arts Stadium was currently looking for a strong opponent for him in the final match, he couldn't help but open his mouth wide.

He did not participate in the affairs of the Martial Arts Stadium, nor did he arrange any opponents for Ye Tianze, because he was very clear about this.

This time, Martial Arts Stadium will definitely find an opponent that Ye Tianze cannot defeat.

After a few hours, the opponent appeared. This was a Mysterious Sky Realm Cultivator, the moment he appeared, he caused an uproar in the entire Martial Arts Stadium.

"It's him, Ape Demon who won nine consecutive victories!"

"This time, there's something to see. Martial Arts Stadium actually used the Profound Sky Stage's Slave s to deal with the Profound Earth Stage's Slave s. This is too obvious."

Mysterious Sky Realm Cultivator, I heard that when this fellow was captured, he also won nine consecutive victories, but even Martial Arts Stadium doesn't know what to do with him. "" What happened?

The cultivator started to discuss.

Seeing that Ape Demon had appeared, the deacon let out a breath of relief. He gritted his teeth, fiercely glared at him, and read out the number of this Slave.

This time, Ye Tianze did not attack immediately. Instead, he looked at the Ape Demon who was frowning in fear.

Instead, he thought about how much power he had to use in order to destroy this Slave with a single punch and end this boring battle.

It was also at this time that deacon finished counting the numbers. All the cultivator present immediately began betting, and the bet was also 1 to 10.

Ye Tianze was naturally the number ten, and the Ape Demon was the number one.1

Seeing Ye Tianze's frown towards the brow, deacon heaved a sigh of relief. Even if this Ape Demon won, he was still willing to accept it.

"Boom!"

A frightening power appeared, and following that, with a huge explosion, the Slave of the Profound Sky Stage was smashed into fine powder just like before.

He had only used a single fist strike. Merely, the power behind this fist strike was much stronger than any previous fist strike.

And this Ape Demon who had won nine consecutive battles, had not even had the time to raise his hand before he was blasted to pieces.

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