Chapter 746 Fight with Your Life in the Arena

The person in charge looked at it carefully, and said, "Not bad, not bad. Human race, the boy majors in swords and minors in palms. He has a bright future, hehe."

With that said, I started to apply for ID cards.

Yang Qingxuan was afraid that being Pippi Shrimp would cause problems, so he used his real body and real name.

Soon, the person in charge handed him a piece of white jade and said, "This ID badge is very important, don't lose it. You must use it for any transactions, missions, and teleportations in the Inner Sea."

"Thank you very much." Yang Qingxuan took the token and held it in his hand, feeling very cold and very comfortable.

The person in charge said again: "Under the heavenly position, the number of people entering the inner sea is only one hundred per day. You must know the rules."

Yang Qingxuan nodded, and said softly: "Survival of the fittest."

The person in charge smiled and said: "Even if you are a member of the Sea Clan, if you want to enjoy various benefits in Neihai, you must participate in the 'Victory Battle' and obtain the status of Neihai. Otherwise, you can only be regarded as a black household. But with your talent, I I'm sure it will be fine."

Yang Qingxuan smiled wryly. Although he himself felt that there was no problem, he still had to be modest, and immediately clasped his fists together and said, "No way, my lord thinks highly of it."

The person in charge waved his hand and said, "Let's go, your information has been sent to the winning competition, and you can go directly to the competition tomorrow. As for the number of competitions, it depends on how many people sign up today."

"Thank you."

Yang Qingxuan cupped his fists and left with the token.

...

On the second day, on a huge island near the main island, there was a circular arena, where loud roars erupted from time to time, full of blood and excitement.

"Kill him! Kill him!"

There are tens of thousands of spectators in the arena, all roaring towards the arena, and the roar is loud.

Yang Qingxuan stood quietly in a corner, with a gloomy and terrifying face.

I thought it was a winning battle, but I just clicked it to the end and competed with each other, but I didn't expect it to be so bloody, it was directly placed in the arena, and people bet on it.

The two gladiators in the arena were inseparable from each other.

An old man in a gray robe, with a gloomy complexion and a cold gleam in his eyes, mainly dodges with body skills.

The other one was a middle-aged man with a bald head, holding a good big sword, at least at the level of an earth weapon, and desperately slashed at the old man.

Both of them are in the mid-stage of Broken Nirvana, and they are evenly matched.

The center of the arena is surrounded by an enchantment, and even the strongest in heaven cannot break through it. The ground inside does not know what kind of structure it is. The middle-aged man can only draw a shallow mark on the ground with all his strength.

Yang Qingxuan stood by and watched seventeen matches, ten of them were dead, and the loser in seven matches was severely injured. Thanks to the mercy of the opponent, he saved his life and was dragged down.

He finally understood why so many people from the middle stage and even the late stage of the broken nirvana came to participate in the competition. If it was only the early stage, they had to rely on luck to pass.

"Bang! Bang!"

In the arena, the bald middle-aged man displayed a set of fierce and domineering swordsmanship, and slashed at the opponent frantically.

The gray-robed old man blindly avoided, not daring to block the edge of the great sword, and gradually lost the wind.

Yang Qingxuan's complexion was extremely bad. Above the arena, there were two water curtains, which clearly wrote various information about the two of them, such as their names, ages, races, major skills, etc., as well as the bets placed next to them.

The martial art that the middle-aged man is majoring in is called Doukuangjian, which is a high-level earth-level martial art. The equipment he wears also shows earth weapons, and he seems to be an honest man.

The profile of the gray-robed old man is much simpler. There is only one major in martial arts: Xianyun Shou, and the weapon is understated: Copper Ring.

At this moment, in the arena, the old man suddenly yelled, changed his flirtatious escape, and rushed up against the sword force.

The old man held a talisman between the tip of his right finger and struck out suddenly.

With a "boom", the seal turned into a giant and hugged the big sword directly.

"what?!"

The middle-aged man was horrified, the giant was made of paper, somehow it had such strength, he hurriedly poured his true energy into the sword, and slashed desperately!

"Boom!"

Powerful sword energy shot out, centered on him, like a storm of sword energy, smashing the paper giant, paper scraps fluttered like butterflies.

"Hmph, in this competition, the old man even used the Tian Ding Talisman, so he doesn't care about it."

A cold voice came from above.

The middle-aged man was terrified, he hurriedly raised his sword and turned around, wanting to strike at the sky.

But he saw a flash of yellow light, and a huge copper ring fell down, like a hill, "rumbling" on the sky above him.

"boom!"

The middle-aged man switched from offense to defense, and put his sword across his body to block the copper ring.

But the old man had already shot hundreds of palm shadows, all of them hit the copper ring, making a series of "dang dang" sounds.

The middle-aged man kept backing away after being hit, and finally was sent flying with a "poof", blood splashing into the sky.

An overjoyed expression flashed in the eyes of the old man, he rushed up to grab the copper ring, and slammed down on the middle-aged man!

"Boom!"

The middle-aged man raised his sword with difficulty to block it, and was sent flying again, vomiting blood.

"Stop! Stop, I surrender!"

The middle-aged man didn't care about adjusting his breath, and hastily conceded defeat. Then he held the sword in one hand and stuck it on the ground, supporting his body not to fall.

"Humph."

As soon as the old man put away the copper ring, he walked forward with a sullen expression, and said in a cold voice, "How about surrendering earlier? Only now, do you know the value of a Tian Ding Talisman?"

The middle-aged man glared angrily, and reprimanded: "You are already cheating! In the equipment column, you only filled in the copper ring, but did not mention that there is a Tian Ding Talisman!"

"Why, do you have an opinion? Tian Ding Talisman is not equipment, but an item."

The old man let out a smirk, and shot out suddenly, the copper ring whizzed out, and hit the middle-aged man's chest with a "bang", sending him flying, and the big sword fell to the ground.

"Pfft! You, you...!"

The middle-aged man vomited blood again and again, his breath fell to the extreme in an instant, and he said angrily: "You are despicable, I admit defeat, and you still sneak attack!"

The old man grinned and said, "Haha, who stipulated that you can't fight if you admit defeat? Unless one side is killed, only the referee has the right to stop! And you used up one of my Tian Ding Talismans, so take this sword as compensation." !"

As he said that, as soon as the old man grabbed it, he put away the sword that fell on the ground, and then rushed forward with a flash of his figure, intending to take the middle-aged man's life.

Yang Qingxuan was furious looking at it, but in this arena, he couldn't break into it at all.

"Stop it, the game is over, Zhan Yuan wins."

A lazy voice came from the referee's seat.

The old man was shaken all over, just raised his hand, the copper ring was still in his hand, facing the middle-aged man's head, but he didn't dare to hit it anymore.