"What kind of place is Hundred Battle Hall?" Gao Zhengyang asked.
Zhu Hongyuan was a little uneasy under Gao Zhengyang's cold gaze. He twisted his bucket-like waist a few times.
After pondering for a while, he said, "Hundred Battle Hall is Heaven Martial City's public arena. As long as you sign a life or death challenge in front of a witness, you can fight on the arena. There are no restrictions on methods, life or death. "
Yuan Feiming continued, "Hundred Battle Hall was specially set up by the seniors to encourage the younger generation. It is also recognized by all the barbarians as a martial arts arena. It has an outstanding reputation. Many major conflicts that cannot be resolved will be resolved in Hundred Battle Hall. There is also a gambling house where spectators can place their bets freely. "
Gao Zhengyang understood what the two of them were trying to say. This Hundred Battle Hall was a place used by the barbarians to duel, and it was very reputable.
Xiao Meng and whatnot, Gao Zhengyang naturally did not care about it. He was just taking the opportunity to talk to Zhu Hongyuan and the others.
Heart Buddha Sect's sect leader, although the name sounded good. But it was an empty shell. People like Jueren, although they bowed to him, they did not have much power.
Others like Red Sun Dharma King, although he had the power of Tantric Buddhism, could only be regarded as Dao companions, and could not be ordered around for such a small matter.
So, no matter what, Gao Zhengyang, the seventh in the world, had to do it personally.
Gao Zhengyang was used to this. Although it was refreshing to call for hundreds of people, it was not easy to support a group of subordinates.
Especially at this time, when the world was in a great calamity, thousands of races were fighting. To him, bringing too many subordinates was a burden.
There were too few people who could reach the peak of both, managing one's power and cultivating martial arts at the same time.
Among the people that Gao Zhengyang knew, only Wu Xiang could do this.
He did not have this kind of talent, and he did not like to scheme, so he put all his power into his own cultivation.
If it was in his previous life, no matter how strong his body was, he would not be able to fight against a country or a nuclear bomb.
But in this world, there was no limit to an individual's power. Only by choosing the path of individual cultivation could one reach the true peak, and achieve unimaginable power.
In comparison, the inconvenience of not having a faction was nothing.
"Very good. Tomorrow, lead the way and bring me to the Hundred Battles Hall."
Gao Zhengyang said. Without giving the other party a chance to refuse, he turned around and left.
Zhu Hongyuan hesitated, but Gao Zhengyang's figure had already disappeared.
"Sigh …" He could only sigh helplessly.
Yuan Feiming and Bao Yong also had bitter expressions on their faces.
Gao Zhengyang wanted them to lead the way, which was practically forcing them to join him. If he followed Gao Zhengyang, he would be opposing Xiao Feng and Xiao Meng.
But none of them had the guts to refuse Gao Zhengyang. Come to think of it, they were the ones who started it, but it turned out like this.
What made them even more worried was that Gao Zhengyang was emitting an eerie aura. The only thing missing was the word 'assassin' carved on his face.
Offending the Owl was not necessarily a bad thing. However, if they offended Gao Zhengyang, the three of them might die a violent death the next day.
"I heard that Xiao Meng is also at the Heaven Rank …"
Bao Yong suddenly said.
Zhu Hongyuan rolled his eyes. "You mean he will definitely lose?"
At the end, Zhu Hongyuan lowered his voice to a whisper. At the same time, he looked around furtively, afraid that Gao Zhengyang was hiding nearby.
"It's hard to say," Yuan Feiming said hesitantly. "I don't know why, but I feel that this person is scarier."
Bao Yong and Zhu Hongyuan nodded in agreement. Although there was no reason, they were all more afraid of Gao Zhengyang.
Their families all had some influence, but in Heaven Martial City, it was nothing.
Bai Xinyuan, whom Yuan Feiming relied on, had not arrived yet.
Zhu Hongyuan and the others were smart people. They sat there sighing for a long time and could only resign themselves to fate.
The next morning, Zhu Hongyuan and the other two obediently went to the Green Lotus Abode and waited for Gao Zhengyang.
When Gao Zhengyang came out, it was almost noon. The three of them could only smile bitterly to themselves, not daring to say anything.
Zhu Hongyuan was very clever and hired a carriage. The carriage pulled by two horses was spacious and comfortable. The four of them sat inside, but it was not crowded.
The craftsmanship of the barbarians was a level lower than that of the human race, but in a big place like Heaven Martial City, the basic necessities were the best in the world.
Zhu Hongyuan was eloquent and thick-skinned. After getting on the carriage, he kept talking about the customs of Heaven Martial City.
With such a person, the atmosphere in the carriage was not very awkward.
The Peace Inn was quite far from Hundred Battles Hall. When Gao Zhengyang and the others arrived at Hundred Battles Hall, it was already past noon.
In front of Hundred Battles Hall, Xiao Feng had been waiting for a while. When he saw Gao Zhengyang and the others, he could not help but be angry and asked, "You're late!"
As he spoke, he coldly glanced at Zhu Hongyuan and the others. These people were actually together with the bat race, which made him even angrier.
Zhu Hongyuan felt a little uneasy and wiped the fine sweat on his face. "Brother Xiao, the road was a little blocked, so I came a little late."
Actually, it was Gao Zhengyang who came out too late. But Zhu Hongyuan did not dare to say that, so he could only push the responsibility to the carriage driver.
"The battle at noon, it's not like I said it. So what if I'm late … "
Gao Zhengyang did not care at all. He did not agree to the time the other party set. So what if he came early or late?
Xiao Feng suffered a crushing defeat at the hands of Gao Zhengyang that day, and he was terrified of him from the bottom of his heart. Gao Zhengyang's tough words immediately suppressed Xiao Feng's momentum.
Xiao Feng could not help but look away, not daring to look at Gao Zhengyang again. He snorted and said, "If you have the guts, then fight to the death!"
"Do you dare?" Gao Zhengyang asked indifferently.
Xiao Feng's heart was filled with anger, and his face immediately turned red. But he did not dare to agree, and could only say, "Don't be arrogant, my cousin is waiting for you inside."
As he spoke, Xiao Feng turned around and entered Hundred Battles Hall.
Gao Zhengyang did not move, and looked with interest at the various barbarian statues in front of the door.
These statues carved from black boulders were more than ten feet tall, and were carved with the images of various barbarian tribes.
Tiger tribe, lion tribe, crane tribe, eagle tribe, and so on, there were a total of one hundred and eight statues.
There were originally hundreds of barbarian tribes, but as time passed, more than half of the barbarians disappeared without a trace. Only one hundred and eight great tribes were left.
Like the bat tribe, a barbarian tribe that was on the verge of extinction, did not have the qualifications to erect statues here.
Gao Zhengyang looked around before entering Hundred Battles Hall's door unhurriedly.
The so-called door was like a huge memorial arch. After entering, there was an extremely wide square inside.
There were dozens of arenas built on the square, and there were houses and buildings around. These buildings divided the square into dozens of pieces.
Many barbarians shuttled back and forth, and it was extremely noisy and lively.
At a glance, it looked like a lively food market.
Just as Gao Zhengyang was sizing them up, Xiao Feng led a group of people over.
The man in the lead had a face similar to Xiao Feng, but he was taller, and his green eyes were threatening, full of momentum.
Needless to say, this person must be Xiao Meng.
Gao Zhengyang did not pay attention to Xiao Meng. His gaze turned around and landed on the white-clothed woman not far from the man.
The white-clothed woman was tall, and the close-fitting swordsman uniform made her long legs especially eye-catching.
The most eye-catching thing was her red hair, like a man's hair was tied up in a bun. It also added a hint of elegance to her elegant appearance.
Gao Zhengyang paid attention to this woman, not because she was beautiful, but because of her red hair.
The crane tribe all had a head of red hair, so they were called crane-crowned red.
Gao Zhengyang looked at the woman, his gaze was direct and almost presumptuous.
The white-clothed woman was a little displeased being stared at, but her good manners made her not say anything.
"Presumptuous." Xiao Meng could not hold it in and shouted in a deep voice.
The group of people around Xiao Meng also looked rather angry, and they all glared at Gao Zhengyang.
"You look like an expert, but you're actually so wretched."
Xiao Meng was also not in the mood to talk nonsense. He frowned and said directly, "Let's go, let's fight to the death in the arena!"
"Why seek death?" Gao Zhengyang asked indifferently.
His words were too arrogant, and the surrounding people could not help but clamor. Many of the more hot-tempered people started to scold him.
Xiao Meng was so angry that he laughed. "With just you?"
"With the sword in my hand."
Before Gao Zhengyang finished speaking, a ray of cold green light shone into Xiao Meng's eyes.
That sword light seemed to have come from beyond the heavens, without any warning, mysterious and unpredictable.
Xiao Meng was shocked, and his hands suddenly grabbed out like claws, wanting to catch that ray of sword light.
His attack that was bound to succeed landed on thin air.
The clear green sword tip had unknowingly touched the center of his brows, making his beard and eyebrows look green.
Xiao Meng did not expect that he would not even be able to catch a single sword. The confidence and pride that he had built up over the decades were all crushed by this sword.
In an instant, his heart was filled with despair.
The surrounding people did not make a sound.
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