The Beast Battle Begins
In the next two days, Long Fei cultivated the Wind-god's Leg.
This was the only cultivation technique he had right now.
He had to unleash the full power of the Wind-god's Leg.
The more he trained, the more engrossed Long Fei became, and the more he trained, the more the people around him looked at him with respect. Furthermore, they had always wondered how Long Fei had broken through.
Why couldn't they even understand Long Fei now?
"Brother Niu, how did boss become so strong? Do you know? "
"Brother Niu, what's boss's cultivation level now?"
"Brother Niu …"
Niu Dashan was enraged, and shouted: "Don't ask, I don't know either!"
… ….
Three days passed in a flash.
"Brat, come out!"
The two experts beside the slave owners walked into the iron prison and stared at Long Fei with disdain, saying: "Today is your good day, hahaha …"
Long Fei stood up.
He was ready for three days.
Niu Dashan grabbed Long Fei and said: "Boss, be careful!"
"This Cure Pill, you …"
He did not consume the Cure Pill, but kept it. He knew very well that Long Fei needed this pill more than him.
However …
Long Fei never took back what he had given away. He stuffed the Cure Pill back into his hand and said: "Keep the pill, and … Don't worry, I will bring you out of here."
Finished.
Long Fei walked out with large strides.
He walked out of the iron prison.
The big-bellied slave owner laughed coldly, stared at Long Fei and laughed in disdain, then said coldly: "Lock him in the cage."
The Ranker kicked Long Fei's back, "Scram in."
Long Fei did not wait for him to kick him, his body moved slightly, and directly walked into the cage.
The expert's foot missed, and his expression changed slightly.
The slave owner did not take it seriously, and said: "Go to the beast battle arena!"
… ….
Hong City, Wang Mansion.
"Young Master Tai, the news is true."
"That elder will really go to the Bestial Colosseum to watch the performance," the butler said excitedly.
Wang Tai's eyes lit up, and he grinned and said, "My chance has come. Hahaha … As long as I become an official disciple of the Yuanyang Sect, I will destroy Hongcheng."
Immediately after.
A guard walked into the courtyard and said, "Young Master Tai, it's just the King Kong Gauntlets that Master sent over."
"Master said, don't let him down this time."
Wang Tai was overwhelmed by the unexpected favor. He looked at the pair of Vajra Gloves in excitement and said, "Go back and tell my father that I won't let him down."
"Hahaha …"
"With this pair of gloves, any martial artist below the sixth grade of the Huang rank will be crushed by me."
Wang Tai was excited.
His Vajra Fist had already been cultivated to a certain level. With this pair of Vajra Fist Gloves, he was invincible within the same level.
…
Colosseum, the center of Hongcheng.
This was the bloodiest, most brutal place, and also the place that made one's blood boil.
Almost everyone in the city had rushed over.
They liked that kind of violence, hoped for the violence of demonic beasts, liked the blood of humans, and enjoyed the thrill of excitement.
"Elder Yang, why did you come to such a low-level place?"
"This is a place where slaves and lowly people fight. There are no good seedlings at all."
A plain-clothed follower asked in confusion.
Beside him stood an old man. He looked simple and plain, and his expression was calm. There was nothing special about him.
However.
An invisible flame was emitted from his feet, and the people around him were automatically pushed away by a force that made it impossible for them to detect it.
This was a strong expert.
Yang Yu smiled faintly and said, "I don't have a single worthy disciple in this Yuanyang Sect selection. All the better disciples in the lower eighteen cities of the Yuanyang Sect have been selected. Maybe there will be a surprise here."
"What kind of surprise can there be in this kind of place?"
"Genius disciples all have powerful bloodlines. This kind of slave, the lowly people don't have any bloodline talent at all." The follower said with a grin.
Chaos Realm.
Bloodline was king.
Bloodline determined genius.
Slaves generally didn't have any bloodline talent, and could only be played with.
Yang Yu knew this too.
However …
This was the last city he had searched for in the eighteen cities. He had secretly observed all the slightly famous young geniuses in the city, but none of them met his requirements.
Today was the last day.
If he couldn't find it, then he could only give up.
Yang Yu sat down and said: "Ah Nu, since you're here, just take it easy. If you don't have it, just treat it as a competition and relax."
… ….
"Wind-god's Kick."
"The refinement of the wind element."
"Let my speed drive my strength and shatter it in one strike!"
Long Fei continued to deduce the Wind-god's Kick in his mind.
After two days of hard work, his Wind-god's Kick had already reached the second level.
His comprehension of Wind-god's Kick had deepened by another level.
Suddenly.
As soon as the cage landed, he shouted, "We're here!"
Long Fei raised his eyes slightly.
The black cloth on the cage was lifted, and he was surrounded by a damp and dark room that reeked of feces. The entire room was filled with the fur of demonic beasts.
Obviously, this was not a place to imprison people.
Long Fei said: "This should be the place to imprison the demonic beasts, right?"
The expert found it funny and said, "Are you human?"
"You're just a slave."
"Locking you up in the demonic beasts' room is a sign of respect for you. You have to know that a trash like you is not even as good as a demonic beast, do you understand?"
"Trash!"
That expert was very disdainful.
Long Fei slightly said: "Say it again!"
That expert laughed and said, "Trash! "What's wrong?"
"You want to kill me?"
"If you have the ability, then say it after you survive the beast battle, trash." He said complacently. In his eyes, Long Fei was already a dead man.
No slave could survive the Beast Battle Arena.
No one!
Long Fei's eyes darkened, he stared at the Ranker, clenched his fists, and said coldly: "Don't worry, I will go find you!"
"Brat, perform well."
"Your life determines the lives of your prison mates. Don't disappoint our boss." The expert laughed in disdain.
Following that.
He laughed and said, "By the way, it was Young Master Wang Tai who specifically asked you to participate in the beast battle. This time, he will let you have a good taste of the King Kong Fist."
"Hahaha …"
Finished.
He swaggered off.
Wang Tai's appearance also appeared in Long Fei's mind. His eyes turned sinister, and killing intent surged.
The best way to greet the world, to Long Fei, was to kill!
"I will use my blood to greet this world."
"I will use my blood to let the people of this world know that I am here!"
Long Fei leaned against the wall and waited quietly. His mind was still constantly deducing the Wind-god's Leg. Again and again …
… ….
In the arena.
It was extremely lively.
Cheers came one after another.
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