The time it takes for a stick of incense to burn quickly passed. Yang Qingxuan also adjusted his state of mind and walked towards the center of the arena.
Suddenly, the surrounding area was filled with wild cheers and shouts. The noise and the unpleasant smell mixed together, making people very uncomfortable. But Yang Qingxuan was as quiet as a virgin. He calmly stood in the center, unmoved by the environment.
"Haha, that kid is scared silly. His face is full of confusion, he can't even move."
"I like to see this kind of white and tender little fresh meat. Later, his neck will be twisted and his intestines will be pulled out. Hahaha!"
As the mood of revelry continued to rise, at the other end of the arena, a tall and sturdy figure slowly walked out. Yang Qingxuan's eyebrows slightly wrinkled. Intuitively, he felt a strong sense of danger.
Around the arena, there were twenty VIP boxes suspended in the air. They were the best places to watch the fight. They were built with one-way transparent glass, so people could only see the outside from the inside.
In one of the largest boxes, a man could be seen lying on an armchair. Although he was young and handsome, he faintly emitted the aura of a superior.
Behind him, there was a bodyguard wrapped in a black robe. Only a slightly pale face could be seen. His eyes were as calm as an ancient well. Mr. Lu seemed to be very afraid of this bodyguard and didn't want to get too close.
The man looked out of the glass and his gaze fell on the arena. He casually said: "This is also a student of our school. He is at the tenth level of the Qi Martial Realm. How could he meet Peng Hai? Isn't this deliberately trying to take his life?" Although he raised a question, he was obviously very indifferent.
Mr. Lu said: "This was arranged by Cui Zhirong."
The man laughed: "Which maid recruited this student? I'm afraid she didn't let that kid break the unspoken rules and deliberately make things difficult for her."
Mr. Lu faintly smiled and said: "It's Wen Wen."
"Oh, no wonder."
The man knowingly smiled and said: "Wen Wen is indeed a girl with a temper and personality."
Mr. Lu said: "Recently, there haven't been many little fresh meat coming to the arena. I originally wanted to arrange a few weak ones to go up and let this little fresh meat stay a few more rounds. This will greatly benefit our Mingyue Mountain Villa's income."
The man said: "Forget it. Since it has already come out, it can't be changed. However, you should remind Cui Zhirong not to go overboard. I don't care if he plays with maids in private, but if he dares to abuse his position for personal gain, I will directly cripple his family jewels. Let's see how he plays in the future. "
Mister Lu was secretly amused. He bowed and said, "Yes."
The man said, "It wasn't easy for me to come back from the academy. Originally, I wanted to watch some gambling fights for entertainment, but in the end, it was another bloody match without any suspense. Mister Jin, why don't you accompany me to practice my martial arts? "
He straightened the snow-white sable coat on his shoulder and turned to walk out.
Mister Lu glanced at the gambling arena, shook his head lightly, and followed him out.
However, Mister Jin remained motionless as he stared at the arena. There was still no expression on his face.
The man was surprised. He turned around and asked, "Mr. Jin?"
Only then did Mister Jin retract his gaze and say, "Let's go. This may be an interesting battle, but it is more important for Young Master to practice his martial arts."
The man was stunned for a moment. He glanced at the arena with disdain in his eyes and left with a faint smile.
The huge number one VIP room was just sitting there empty.
Of the other nineteen rooms, eleven of them were filled with people, preparing to watch the gambling fight. Because they were in private rooms, most of them were unrestrained and indulged in alcohol and women.
In another room, a noble young master stripped several maids naked and knelt in front of the glass wall. He held a soft whip in his hand and whipped the beautiful maids. He enjoyed the perverted pleasure brought by the extreme violence from the trembling flesh and painful moans of the beautiful maids.
Yang Qingxuan's face was somewhat gloomy. He only turned his gaze and a golden light flashed in the depths of his eyes. He actually saw the entire scene in these rooms.
Ever since the trip to the mine, he discovered that his eyesight had become much more mystical. Previously, he thought that it was the benefit of tempering his body, but now he felt that it was because of the drop of blood essence.
He collected his thoughts and expelled those unsightly scenes from his mind. He looked at the opponent in front of him — Qi Martial Realm Level 9 Peng Hai.
Peng Hai's body was tall and sturdy. He was ten feet tall and his appearance was fierce. When he opened his mouth, his voice was like a large bell. He fiercely said, "Little brat, you have offended someone. Today, you will die."
Yang Qingxuan was surprised and said, "Offended someone? I just arrived, who did I offend? "
Peng Hai laughed sinisterly and said, "Hehe, since you are going to die soon, there is no need to know. That person told me to use the cruelest method to torture you to death. Now, you can enjoy the pleasure of being tortured to death! "
Yang Qingxuan instantly felt an extremely strong force rushing towards him. He instinctively wanted to use his movement skill to avoid it, but his body was sluggish. Only then did he realize that he was wearing the black gold robe, so his movement skill was basically useless.
Peng Hai roared loudly. His berserk aura spread out and he rushed in front of Yang Qingxuan. His big fist smashed down!
Yang Qingxuan's mind raced. At this time, he could only use his strength to resist the force. He was at Body Tempering Stage 9, so naturally he would not be afraid. He raised his hand and formed the shape of a bear and attacked!
"No way, such a frail body can actually resist Peng Hai's Rolling Stone Fist!"
"F * ck, the fight just started and it's already over?"
"This little fresh meat must be too scared to move. He doesn't even know how to dodge. This is too unsatisfying. Refund, refund us!"
Along with Yang Qingxuan's Xing Yi Fist, a loud clamor resounded from all around. Everyone was cursing and extremely dissatisfied, as if they had already seen the ending.
"Bang!"
The two moves collided. Under the stunned eyes of everyone, Peng Hai was forced to retreat three steps. Yang Qingxuan stood still, only his robe fluttering in the wind.
The whole place quieted down in an instant. For half a cup of tea's time, not a single sound could be heard.
Everyone's mouth was wide open. Suddenly, thunderous applause resounded and the whole place cheered.
"Wow, wow, so handsome! What is this kid's name? I want him, I want him! "
A few luxuriously dressed fat women screamed at the top of their lungs. Their faces were distorted, "Peng Hai, you are not allowed to kill him!"
Even the extravagant nobles who were enjoying themselves in the VIP rooms floating in the air were all stunned. Their eyes flashed with a strange light as they looked down.
Peng Hai was also shocked by the opponent's punch. All kinds of insults came from all around, which made him feel even more ashamed. He roared and attacked again.
His muscles were well-developed and his Qi was abundant. His fists were like rolling stones, powerful and steady, with the power to split open a mountain and lift a cauldron.
Yang Qingxuan used the Eight Trigrams Technique. A set of Xing Yi Fist was like a dragon, a tiger, a bear, and a snake, imitating the shapes of twelve animals. Combined with the Five Elements Fist Intent, Split (Gold), Drill (Water), Collapse (Wood), Cannon (Fire), and Cross (Earth), it was full of righteousness and was extremely elegant.
His Qi was one level higher than Peng Hai's. Coupled with the fact that he was in the ninth layer of Body Tempering Realm, he had the power to lift a cauldron and sail a boat. Under the Xing Yi Fist, Peng Hai was forced to retreat again and again, almost unable to fight back.
Peng Hai was frightened and suddenly became furious.
Although he was not strong, he had been struggling on the line of life and death all his life. All of his martial skills were the most practical killing moves. Even warriors in the early stage of the Spirit Martial Realm had died in his hands.
However, Yang Qingxuan's moves were very steady. He was not anxious or impatient. He displayed the Five Elements Fist Intent and the Twelve Transformation Techniques to the fullest. His moves were like moving clouds and flowing water.
No matter how Peng Hai attacked, he could not break Yang Qingxuan's fist intent. The more he fought, the more anxious he became. The more anxious he was, the more he lost.
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