Outside the Death Arena, Qi Yan had a smile on her face as she muttered to herself, "Little Junior Brother, Senior Sister believes in you. You will definitely survive. Hehe."
After exchanging Xiao Chen for five hundred low-grade spirit stones, Qi Yan went straight to the largest casino in the city.
Xiao Chen did not expect that Qi Yan would sell him out. With an angry shout, Xiao Chen calmed down. At this point, it was obviously impossible for him to run away. The Death Arena was backed by the Leshan Prefecture. Since he had already paid, they would definitely not let him leave. It was useless even if he was a disciple of the Eastern Sword Pavilion. After all, they did not force him. It was his own senior sister who sold him out.
Seeing that Xiao Chen had calmed down so quickly, the one-eyed man was also a little surprised. He thought that although this kid was young, his temperament was not bad. He was able to accept everything in such a short time. Not bad.
He secretly praised Xiao Chen, but this kind of praise could not change anything. Everything still had to be done according to the agreement.
He had already signed an agreement with Qi Yan. At this time, the one-eyed man also truthfully told Xiao Chen the contents of the agreement.
"This is the agreement that your Senior Sister signed for you. You only need to remember three things. First, the Death Arena will buy you for half a year. Within half a year, you must unconditionally participate in all the battles arranged for you by the Death Arena."
"Second, your battle frequency is once every two days."
"Third, because your Senior Sister said that you are a genius, your rating is S class. That is to say, in every battle, your opponent will be at least one level higher than you. There is no upper limit."
For every warrior, the Death Arena would give them a rating, starting from C class, followed by C, B, A, and S.
C class was the weakest, which also meant that a C class warrior would not meet someone with a higher cultivation level than him. As for B and A classes, they might meet someone with a higher cultivation level than them, but they would not meet them in every battle. Moreover, the opponent's cultivation level could only be one level higher.
As for the strongest S class, it was just like what was said earlier. The opponent in every battle had to be at least one level higher than you, and there was no upper limit. In other words, you might encounter an opponent one level higher than you, or two levels higher than you, or even three levels higher than you. It was not impossible for it to be three levels higher than you.
S class? Hearing the one-eyed man's words, Xiao Chen's anger exploded again. Qi Yan, this bitch, not only sold me, but also …
He was very clear why this bitch wanted him to become an S class warrior. It was completely because he could sell it for a few more spirit stones. Devil, she was simply a devil. He was her little junior brother, and she actually did such a heartless thing.
Every other day, he would have to face a battle of life and death, and the opponent would be at least one level higher than him. In his heart, he wanted to skin this bitch alive, but it was obviously unrealistic. Now, he should think about how to survive for the next six months.
They arranged a place for Xiao Chen to stay. It was a sealed stone room. Although it was simple, it had everything he needed. Furthermore, if Xiao Chen had any requests, he could tell the guards. As long as the requests were not too excessive, they would usually be satisfied. Of course, that was with the exception of leaving the arena.
Sitting cross-legged on a cushion in the stone room, Xiao Chen wanted to cry, but no tears came out. Was this the so-called experience? This was completely forcing him to the road of death. One must know that in the Death Arena, victory and defeat could only be determined by life and death. There was no such thing as stopping at a certain point. It was either you die or I die.
After a silent night, Xiao Chen ushered in his first Death Arena the next day.
Inside the huge circular palace, there was a huge deathmatch arena in the center. It was surrounded by hard and tall walls that were tens of meters tall. On top of the high walls, there were densely packed seats for the guests who came to watch the battle.
The first Death Arena was between Xiao Chen and a warrior at the Profound Yellow Realm. Before it started, the auditorium was already full of people. At the same time, the betting about this battle had been opened. The odds for Xiao Chen were 1 to 2.
While people were placing their bets, in the center of the Death Arena, a burly man, who should be the host, was working hard to exaggerate the atmosphere of the Death Arena.
Under this man's exaggeration, the atmosphere gradually became more and more intense. At the same time, the two sides were finally about to enter the arena.
"Next, let me grandly introduce the two superiors of this battle. The first one to enter is the Black Tower, who has won three battles in a row and is known as the Iron Hand Invincible …"
With a loud voice, he introduced the two superiors of the Death Arena to the audience. Along with this man's voice, a muscular man, who was more than two meters tall, walked out of the stone door on the left.
This man's cultivation was at the Profound Yellow Realm. His skin was extremely dark, and his eyes unconsciously emitted a faint murderous intent.
With Black Tower's entrance, a burst of cheers resounded. Then, the host turned his eyes to the stone door on the right and said.
"The next one to enter the arena is the newly nominated S-level warrior of the Death Arena, the elite outer disciple of the East Sword Pavilion, Xiao Chen …"
Without any fear of Xiao Chen's identity, he directly announced the name of the East Sword Pavilion. Hearing that he was a disciple of the East Sword Pavilion, the audience became even more excited. Rarely did disciples of the Suzerain participate in the Death Arena. Therefore, every time a disciple of the Suzerain participated, everyone was very excited. After all, the combat power of the disciples of the Suzerain was much stronger than that of the Individual Practitioners.
In the thunderous cheers, Xiao Chen calmly walked out of the stone door. He was 1.8 meters tall, and his body was a little thin. In front of Black Tower, it was obvious that he was much shorter.
Looking at Black Tower in front of him, Xiao Chen knew that he was his first opponent. Instead of saying anything, Black Tower laughed disdainfully.
"How dare a little kid like you participate in the Death Arena? Are you here to die? It just so happens that I have never killed a disciple of the Suzerain, especially a disciple of a giant like the East Sword Pavilion … "
Black Tower provoked indifferently. Hearing this, Xiao Chen did not answer. After the staff left, Xiao Chen's Storage Ring flashed, and the Qingyun Sword directly appeared in his hand.
With the Dark Weapon in hand, Xiao Chen's aura immediately became fierce. Seeing that the two of them were about to fight, the audience kept shouting loudly. The atmosphere of the scene directly reached its peak.
The battle was about to begin. In a private room on the third floor of the Death Arena, the one-eyed man who had signed the agreement with Qi Yan yesterday was standing respectfully behind a beautiful young lady. The beautiful young lady had a charming smile on her face as she spoke.
"You said that this kid was sold by that hag?"
"Yes, it is indeed Miss Qi Yan …"
"That hag is really ruthless. I heard that this kid is her junior brother, and also the new disciple of Senior Cang Xuan …"
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