"Damn it! Damn bastard!"
Huo Lang growled continuously, flas blazing across his body, desperately resisting the terrifying sword intent that seed capable of piercing through his flesh.
The flas on Huo Lang's body flickered wildly as dreadful beams of sword energy rcilessly struck him, slicing open his skin piece by piece.
Huo Lang's body was now marked by no fewer than ten terrifying scars, densely covered with wounds.
A short distance away, the crowd watching Ye Ling in the arena was dumbstruck, each of them with mouths agape in sheer astonishnt and amazent, even forgetting to breathe.
They couldn't imagine how Ye Ling, without even using a weapon, could still manage to beat Huo Lang to such a state?
Keep in mind, Huo Lang was a high-tier warrior in the realm of the Heavens, especially in his transford state, comparable to a demi-Saint!
But in front of Ye Ling, Huo Lang had no room to resist at all, being directly beaten into a severe injury. That was just too terrifying!
"Truly Ye Ling! At such a young age, to have such strength, it's really amazing!"
"I'm getting more excited now. The first place this ti is definitely going to be his!"
The crowd enthusiastically exclaid, as Ye Ling's potential had surpassed everyone present, none dared to underestimate him!
In the arena, Ye Ling held the Snow Drinking Blade in one hand, his body suddenly leaping up as the sword in his hands spun wildly, the terrifying sword intent continuously exploding, stirring up gusts of wind around the arena.
"Huo Lang, die!"
Ye Ling pushed off the ground with the tip of his foot, his entire figure charging at Huo Lang like a cannonball.
He brutally slashed down with the Snow Drinking Blade in his hand, splinters of cold light constantly bursting onto the arena, thoroughly engulfing it.
Ye Ling swung his blade towards Huo Lang, the terrifying sword beam directly chopping at Huo Lang.
"Bang!"
Huo Lang's legs bent sharply, suddenly kneeling on the arena, hands tightly grasped, a torrent of fierce flas wildly converging in his palms.
At that mont, Huo Lang was on the brink of death, and he didn't want to die, so he had to fight with all his might!
"Boom boom boom!"
The next mont, above Huo Lang's head, an imnsely large fire dragon crazily spiraled and fluttered, its presence extrely terrifying—the cost, however, was Huo Lang burning his own bloodline to initiate this strike.
"Awooo!"
Huo Lang howled to the sky, flas churning over his body like a volcano, which then explosively burst forth.
The explosion engulfed Ye Ling's sword energy, the terrifying explosive force charging directly at Ye Ling, who madly swung his blade in response.
Streaks of sword light hacked out wildly, amazingly shattering the formidable fire dragon with a single slash from Ye Ling, turning it into a sky-full of sparks that vanished into the void.
"Huo Lang, it's all over now! Command the blade with your heart!" Ye Ling roared again, his Snow Drinking Blade sweeping wildly, a streak of sword light charging violently towards Huo Lang.
With a splatter, the terrifying sword light instantly penetrated Huo Lang's body, blood flying everywhere in an instant, and Huo Lang's body also crashed down below the arena.
"Hiss...."
Seeing this scene, the audience below couldn't help but gasp in astonishnt, so of those with slightly weaker cultivation levels even spat out blood and collapsed on the ground.
Ye Ling's strike was too powerful, so strong that they could barely withstand it, after all, Ye Ling was a high-tier heavenly being, not soone they could easily defend against.
"Huo Lang is dead! He actually lost! Lost to such a young genius!"
"Too terrifying! How did he manage to do that!"
"No matter how he did it, we have now confird that he is definitely not an opponent for any of us here, not even if we were to join forces!"
Everyone took a deep breath, their faces serious, and their eyes filled with deep awe when they looked at Ye Ling.
"I won."
Ye Ling looked at Huo Lang lying on the ground without a breath of life, grinned at the referee, and then walked down from the ring.
"Congratulations to Ye Ling for becoming the winner of this underground boxing match, with a prize of fifty million!"
The referee took a deep breath, his face extrely complex in that mont, inscrutable, with no indication of what he was thinking.
Fifty million, which might be more than an ordinary person could earn in their lifeti, given that each challenge here was a considerable amount of money.
But for soone like Ye Ling, fifty million was nothing. He had his own wealth and didn't lack money to spend, much less worry about making money.
And the main reason Ye Ling had agreed to join this underground boxing was to restore his strength, and now, he had finally fulfilled his wish.
Ye Ling slowly walked towards the edge of the ring when at that mont, that beautiful girl stepped toward him with a lotus-like gait, a face full of enchantingly seductive smile.
"Young Master Ye, you were really handso just now, I couldn't help but fall in love with you!"
As the beautiful girl spoke, she kept rubbing against Ye Ling's chest, causing Ye Ling to burst into flas and his heart was inevitably stirred.
However, Ye Ling took two steps back, avoiding the woman's approach, and gave a faint smile.
Although the woman was beautiful, she was too scheming, and Ye Ling didn't like those with too much cunning, nor those who were too frivolous.
Seeing Ye Ling's expression, a flash of surprise crossed the beautiful girl's face before she regained her composure.
She was very aware of her charm, yet at this mont, she was turned down by Ye Ling, which annoyed her, but there was nothing she could do but grit her teeth and endure.
"If you don't like , then if you ever need my services in the future, I can be at your call imdiately."
The beautiful girl batted her watery eyes at Ye Ling and cooed, but unfortunately, Ye Ling felt nothing for her.
"Heh, I'm not interested in these matters. If you have nothing else, then I'll be leaving now."
Ye Ling waved his hand and turned to leave.
"Please wait, Young Master Ye, I still have sothing to tell you. The Eastern Region Lord wishes to et you!"
Suddenly, the beautiful girl stood in front of Ye Ling, calling out softly.
The Eastern Region Lord?
Hearing these three words, Ye Ling's brow furrowed, his mind filled with doubts.
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