"Why? Then why did you let that slave die in despair?" Zhao Letian said indifferently.
"Because I am stronger than him, his fate is in my hands, I can kill him any way I want," Hei Feng said.
"That's right, you are stronger than him, what you say goes. Now, I'm stronger than you, and I call the shots. Let you taste what despair really feels like, it's more interesting than just killing you," Zhao Letian said emotionlessly.
"You are so cruel!"
Hei Feng looked at Zhao Letian with extre resentnt. Zhao Letian had crippled his cultivation, having effectively destroyed everything he had. Even if he did not die today, at best he could only live a life of further humiliation for so ti. During this period, all the enemies he had offended before would surely use every ans to humiliate him before torturing him to death.
However, the Martial Arts World is just that brutal. Unless you can stand at the very top of the pyramid, when you're out in the world, there's always a price to pay.
"He has already lost the ability to fight. Open the Array Formation Light Shield, let him go," Zhao Letian no longer paid attention to Hei Feng and spoke to the Sect Martial Realm host outside the arena.
"Fine, this match, Zhao Letian wins." The Sect Martial Realm host nodded and imdiately opened the Array Formation Light Shield.
"Before you go, leave the Spiritual Artifact and Storage Ring."
Just as Hei Feng was about to struggle off the platform, Zhao Letian suddenly said coldly. Defeating Hei Feng ant that all his possessions belonged to Zhao Letian; it was sothing the Sect Martial Realm host had made clear before the fight began. He was rely taking back what belonged to him.
Hei Feng paused for a mont, a faint, helpless bitter smile appeared on his lips, and then he handed over the Spiritual Artifact saber and Storage Ring to Zhao Letian. Now that he was a cripple, these things were of no use to him anyway.
"Damn it, that bastard Hei Feng still has the face to live, made lose three hundred Mid-Grade Essence Stones. Why didn't he just die."
"What a sha, I only bet twenty Mid-Grade Essence Stones on Zhao Letian. Had I known, I should have bet all my possessions on him."
After the outco of the fight, the audience in the stands erupted into noise, with so rejoicing and others in distress.
"Ha ha, fantastic, I'm really going to make a fortune now," Qin Hai laughed excitedly. With odds of one to two, his wealth had doubled in an instant.
At the sa ti, the likes of Galaxy Sect's Five Tigers were also very happy; nobody would ever complain about having too many Primordial Stones.
Of course, the one who earned the most was naturally Zhao Letian. His more than ten thousand Mid-Grade Essence Stones had turned into more than thirty thousand.
"Zhao Letian, do you wish to continue fighting? If you leave now, you will receive one thousand Mid-Grade Essence Stones. If you continue fighting, the rewards will double," the Sect Martial Realm host asked.
"If the fight continues, will my opponent still be soone from the Initial Stage of the True Martial Realm?" Zhao Letian asked.
During his ti in Qingzhou City with the Galaxy Sect, he could challenge Martial Artists of the Middle Stage True Martial Realm at will, but in War King City, the natural talent and strength of Martial Artists were generally higher. He wasn't completely certain he could overpower those from the Middle Stage True Martial Realm, so he had to exercise so caution.
"Your strength has already exceeded what is expected of a Martial Artist in the Initial Stage of the True Martial Realm. To only arrange opponents from the Initial Stage for you, there are probably not many in the entire War King City who could defeat you. If the fight goes on, your opponent might be from the Initial Stage or the Middle Stage of the True Martial Realm, but definitely not from the High-level True Martial Realm," answered the powerhouse from the Sect Martial Realm.
The Duel Arena makes its living through business and will not do a losing trade. If they continue to arrange opponents from the Initial Stage True Martial Realm for Zhao Letian, the audience here would definitely all bet on Letian winning, and then the Duel Arena would not be able to find anyone who could be sure to beat Letian, leading to an inevitable loss.
"Then forget it, I won't fight anymore," Zhao Letian shook his head, decisively refusing.
His purpose for stepping onto the stage was just to temper himself and look for an opportunity to break through, not to really seek death. In the event that the people at the Duel Arena directly arranged for him an opponent from the True Martial Sixth Realm, he would be in danger. Opportunities for breakthrough could be sought at any ti; there was no need to take risks here and now.
"Hehe, you dare not accept a challenge from an opponent from the Middle Stage True Martial Realm; what if it's from soone like , in the True Martial Third Realm? You surely can't continue to evade the battle, Zhao Letian."
Just as Zhao Letian was about to leave the platform, a brazen challenging voice suddenly ca from the sky.
"Wang Yi?"
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Zhao Letian looked up and imdiately furrowed his brows. The newcor was none other than Wang Yi, as well as Young Master Ye and others. It was truly a case of enemies on a narrow road.
"Young Master, it indeed spoils the mood to make a move in Fengyue Building, but this place is the Duel Arena. A battle here should be very fitting. After everyone has eaten their fill and had no entertainnt activities, we ca directly to this Duel Arena. Why don't I show my lack of skill and provide everyone with an exciting battle?"
Wang Yi looked towards Young Master Ye, the leader, and spoke with a fawning tone. The reason he wanted to fight Zhao Letian, besides wanting to teach this ignorant bumpkin a lesson, was also to find an opportunity to perform well in front of Young Master Ye. If he could be valued by Young Master Ye, not only he himself could climb to high ranks fast, but the entire Wang family could also benefit greatly and possibly even beco the next super clan.
"Wang Yi, you're a well-known prodigy after all, is it necessary to keep having issues with soone from a small place? So small-minded, what future can you have?" Young Master Dong frowned and said.
"Young Master Dong, Fengyue Building is your Dong Family's place. My brother and I have been listening and following your commands, which should be enough respect, right? This place belongs to Young Master Chen. Do you really want to overstep your boundaries and impose orders on us on his behalf?" Wang Zhao, Wang Yi's brother, said with a sinking face.
Although the Wang family was not as powerful as the Dong family, the two brothers were still well-known talents in War King City. Constantly being ordered around by Young Master Dong, even a clay figure would have its temper.
"So you're saying that just because we're not in Fengyue Building, you brothers don't have to give , Dong Chao, any regard?" Dong Chao's pupils constricted, and a terrifying pressure instantly burst from his body, directly enveloping the Wang brothers.
"Such terrifying pressure." The Wang brothers were instantly shocked and dismayed. Wang Zhao managed slightly better since his cultivation wasn't much weaker than Dong Chao's, but Wang Yi was far behind, his face instantly turning pale, trembling uncontrollably. If not for Wang Zhao promptly releasing his own aura to share a large part of the pressure, Wang Yi might have been crushed by Dong Chao's presence, which made them fearfully aware once again of the gap between the Wang and Dong families. They had indeed overstepped just now.
"Young Master Dong need not be angry. Whether to let Wang Yi fight on stage or not, we just need to follow Young Master Ye's orders," a young man in a black robe said with a calm smile, persuading, his status and position seemingly not inferior to Dong Chao's.
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