The person in charge looked at it carefully and said, "Not bad, not bad. Human race, I major in sword arts and minor in palm arts. You have a bright future. Hehe. "
Then, he began to apply for the identity card.
Yang Qingxuan was afraid that the transformation shrimp would cause problems, so he used his real name.
Soon, the person in charge handed him a piece of white jade and said, "This identity card is very important. Don't lose it. You have to use it for any transaction, mission, or teleportation in the inland sea. "
"Thank you." Yang Qingxuan took the token and held it in his hand. It felt cool and comfortable. "That's right.
The person in charge said, "Only 100 people below the Sky Realm can enter the inland sea every day. I think you know the rules."
Yang Qingxuan nodded and said softly, "Survival of the fittest."
The person in charge smiled and said, "Even the sea race people have to participate in the 'Victory Battle' to enjoy all kinds of benefits in the inland sea. Otherwise, you can only be an illegal resident. But with your talent, I believe it won't be a problem. "
Yang Qingxuan smiled bitterly. Although he didn't think it would be a problem, he still had to be humble. He immediately cupped his fists and said, "Not at all. You think too highly of me."
The person in charge waved his hand and said, "You can go now. Your information has been sent to the Victory Battle. You can go directly to the competition tomorrow. As for the number of matches, it will depend 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 round arena. From time to time, there would be roars, filled with blood and excitement.
"Kill him! Kill him! "
There were tens of thousands of spectators in the arena. They were all roaring towards the arena.
Yang Qingxuan stood quietly in a corner. His face was gloomy and scary.
He thought the Victory Battle was just a friendly competition. He didn't expect it to be so bloody. It was directly placed in the arena for people to bet.
The two gladiators in the arena were locked in a fierce battle.
A grey-robed old man had a sinister expression on his face. His eyes constantly emitted a cold light as he dodged with his movement technique.
The other was a bald, middle-aged man. He wielded a decent greatsword, which was at least Earth-grade. He desperately slashed at the old man.
Both of them were at the mid stage of Nirvana Shatterer, so they were evenly matched.
The center of the arena was surrounded by an enchantment. Even a Sky Rank powerhouse couldn't break through it. The structure of the ground inside was unknown. The middle-aged man's full force attack could only leave a shallow mark on the ground.
Yang Qingxuan stood aside and watched seventeen matches. Ten of them had people dying, while the losers of seven matches were heavily injured. Fortunately, their opponents were merciful, allowing them to survive and be dragged off the stage.
He finally understood why there were so many mid stage and late stage Nirvana Shatterer cultivators participating. Early stage Nirvana Shatterer cultivators would have to rely on luck to pass.
"Bang! Bang! "
In the arena, the bald middle-aged man displayed a set of fierce and domineering sword techniques, slashing madly at his opponent. The blade of the sword cut open many holes in the space, and many sword rays shook the ground, leaving slight marks.
The grey-robed old man kept dodging. He didn't dare to block the sword, so he gradually fell into a disadvantage.
Yang Qingxuan's expression was extremely ugly. Above the arena, there were two water curtains that clearly displayed the various information of the two participants, such as their names, ages, races, major cultivation methods, and so on. Beside the curtains, there was also a note.
The middle-aged man's major cultivation method was the Mad Battle Sword, a high grade Earth-grade technique. His equipment was also an Earth-grade technique. It seemed like he was an honest person.
The grey-robed old man's information was much simpler. He only had one major cultivation method: Cloud Hand. His weapon was simply labeled: Copper Ring.
Right at this moment, the old man in the arena suddenly shouted loudly. He changed his wretched manner of fleeing and actually charged up to meet the sword move head-on.
The old man held a talisman seal between his fingertips and abruptly threw it out.
With a bang, the seal turned into a giant that hugged the greatsword.
"What?!"
The middle-aged man was shocked. The giant was made of paper, so he didn't know why it had such strength. He hurriedly poured his True Qi into his sword and slashed with all his might!
"Boom!"
A powerful sword Qi shot out in all directions. With him as the center, it was like a sword Qi storm that shredded the paper giant into pieces. The paper shreds danced like butterflies.
"Hmph, this old man has even used the Heavenly Talisman in this battle. I can't care so much anymore."
A cold voice came from above.
The middle-aged man was shocked. He hurriedly raised his sword and turned around, wanting to slash at the sky.
However, a yellow light flashed, and a huge copper ring fell down. It was like a small mountain, and with a rumbling sound, it pressed down on his head.
"Bang!"
The middle-aged man changed from attacking to defending. He held his sword in front of him and blocked the copper ring.
However, the old man had already sent out hundreds of palm shadows. They all hit the copper ring and made a series of clanging sounds.
The middle-aged man was constantly pushed back. Finally, with a poof, he was sent flying. Blood splattered across the sky.
The old man's eyes flashed with joy. He rushed up and grabbed the copper ring and slammed it down on the middle-aged man!
"Bang!"
The middle-aged man raised his sword with difficulty to block. He was sent flying again and vomited blood.
"Stop! Stop! I admit defeat! "
The middle-aged man did not have time to adjust his breathing. He hurriedly admitted defeat. Then, he held his sword with one hand and stabbed it into the ground to support his body.
"Hmph."
The old man put away the copper ring and walked forward with a malicious expression. He said coldly, "Wouldn't it have been better if you admitted defeat earlier? Do you know the value of a Heavenly Talisman? "
The middle-aged man glared at him and reprimanded, "You're cheating! In the equipment column, you only filled in the copper ring but not the Heavenly Talisman! "
"Why? Do you have a problem with that? The Heavenly Talisman is not equipment. It's just an item. "
The old man sneered and suddenly attacked. The copper ring whizzed out and hit the middle-aged man's chest with a poof. The middle-aged man was sent flying, and his sword fell to the ground.
"Pfft! You, you …! "
The middle-aged man vomited blood again and again. His aura instantly dropped to the lowest point. He said angrily, "You're despicable. I admit defeat, but you still sneak attacked me!"
The old man sneered and said, "Haha, who made the rule that you can't fight when you admit defeat? Unless one side is killed, only the referee has the right to stop the fight! Moreover, you used up one of my Heavenly Talismans. Take this sword as compensation! "
As he spoke, the old man grabbed and put away the sword that fell to the ground. Then, his figure flashed and rushed forward to take the middle-aged man's life.
Yang Qingxuan was burning with anger when he saw this. However, this arena was not something he could barge into.
"Stop. The fight is over. Zhan Yuan wins."
A lazy voice came from the referee's stand.
The old man's body trembled. He had just raised his hand with the copper ring in his hand, but he did not dare to hit the middle-aged man's head.
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