In the middle of the Martial Dao Field, there were six arenas that were 300 feet long and 300 feet wide. There was a flag on each arena, and the name of each city was written on the flag.
Although there were hundreds of feet between each ring, they were still connected by a sea of people. Every martial arts platform was surrounded by people.
"Boom …"
Suddenly, the sound of a bell resounded through the entire county city. Everyone fell silent at that moment.
"The Six Cities Genius Battle will now begin. All arena defenders, please come onto the stage."
A loud and clear voice rang out from afar, and six figures landed on the arena in unison.
"Look, Jiangnan City's arena defender is Ren Wuxing. His current net worth is 2.3 million. I heard that he was defeated by Ma Fei a few days ago. Will Ma Fei challenge him later?"
"That's impossible. Look over there, the one guarding the ring in Golden Saber City seems to be Ma Fei."
"I didn't expect Golden Saber City to let Ma Fei fight on the first day. He's really strong."
The crowd began to discuss again.
"Zhou Yang, you coward! Why don't you come up? I, Cao Zhenyang, have been waiting for you for a long time."
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At this moment, a voice drowned out everyone else.
"It's Cao Zhenyang, one of the three heroes of Feng Hua City! I can't believe he wants to challenge Zhou Yang!"
"Both of them have a net worth of 2.3 million. Looks like this battle will be interesting."
"That's right. However, Zhou Yang is really unlucky to be called out by Cao Zhenyang. It's fine if Zhou Yang loses, but if he wins, the other geniuses in Feng Hua City will definitely retaliate."
"Exactly. Look, the other two from the three heroes of Fenghua are here too. Both of them are worth more than Cao Zhenyang."
On the stage, Cao Zhenyang had a proud look on his face. His eyes were filled with confidence.
"As you wish."
A faint voice sounded from the back of the crowd. Then, a figure flew past the crowd and landed on the Fenghua Platform.
"Hualala …"
The crowd surged and a large number of onlookers squeezed to the Fenghua Platform.
"Hmph! Zhou Yang, you finally have the guts to come up. I thought you were going to be a coward." Cao Zhenyang said in disdain.
Zhou Yang smiled. His gaze landed on the golden chest placed in the corner of the stage. Inside the chest were the treasures that could be obtained if one successfully challenged the stage. Every time one won a match, they would be able to obtain one of the treasures.
"You don't know what you're talking about. It's impossible for that thing to belong to you. You'd better face your opponent."
Below the stage, a young man holding a long sword with a disdainful look in his eyes said coldly. Beside the young man stood a green-robed man with arrogant eyes.
Leng Wuxin and Li Yichen!
Although Zhou Yang had never seen them before, he could tell from the crowd's discussion that these two people valued the other two of the Three Heroes of Fenghua. Among them, Leng Wuxin was worth 2.5 million, while Li Yichen was worth 2.7 million.
"Let's face it … He's not qualified for me to take him seriously." Zhou Yang shook his head and didn't even look at Cao Mingyang.
Whoosh!
In an instant, all the geniuses of Fenghua City were stunned. They glared at Zhou Yang and scolded him non-stop. On the stage, Cao Mingyang was completely enraged.
"Zhou Yang, you and I both have a net worth of $2,300,000. What qualifications do you have to say such big words?" Cao Mingyang pulled out his long sword, which was emitting a cold aura.
The power of ice.
Zhou Yang smiled faintly. He did not care about the cold aura at all. "Soon, you will know the difference between us."
"You are seeking death!"
With a shout, Cao Zhenyang finally took the initiative to attack.
The bone-chilling cold aura formed into thin threads that looked like silver needles, piercing towards Zhou Yang.
Zhou Yang did not panic. After he took out his huge sword, he waved it casually. A wave of heat rolled over and turned Cao Zhenyang's cold aura into smoke.
"So powerful!"
"That's a heavy sword!"
"Ice versus fire! This is going to be interesting!"
The crowd exclaimed.
"It's just a small trick. Have a taste of my Ice Storm!"
Cao Zhenyang shouted and the long sword in his hand danced crazily. The next moment, the temperature of the stage dropped rapidly to zero. White ice crystals began to appear on the ground. At the same time, hailstones began to fall from the sky.
However, it was not a normal hailstone.
Ice Storm was a high-level Martial Skill of the Human Level. Once the ice was formed, the target would be pierced through and the wound would turn into ice. However, if the target was strong enough, the target would be frozen. In other words, even if the target was wearing a powerful robe, the target would still be injured.
"Kill!"
The glaring icicle blew towards Zhou Yang. Immediately, Zhou Yang picked up his huge sword.
* Boom! *
Every time the icicle touched the huge sword, it would explode and turn into ice blades that scattered in all directions. At that moment, the crowd retreated quickly, afraid that they would be hurt by the icicles.
"Haha … Zhou Yang, let's see how you are going to defend against my Ice Storm." Cao Zhenyang laughed out loud. It seemed like he was going to win.
But at this moment, Zhou Yang's lips curled into a smile.
"Not bad. Unfortunately, your ice is too weak. If it's a decent one, I might be able to take this Ice Storm seriously. But if that's it, then it's over."
As soon as he finished his sentence, Zhou Yang stopped moving. His huge sword flashed in front of his chest. Two light swords flew out and formed a long flame sword in the air.
As the long flame sword appeared, the temperature of the arena rose rapidly, causing the icicles in the air to melt.
"This is … Heavy Sword Qi. No, it's the Flaming Heavy Sword Qi." A person exclaimed.
"Not only that, the temperature of his Sword Qi is already close to ten thousand degrees. If he can form the Crimson Flame Sword Qi in the next step, that would be the most terrifying."
The Sword Qi was also divided into three steps.
To Zhou Yang, the first step was the Heavy Sword Qi, which contained the unique power of a heavy sword. The next step would be the Flaming Sword Qi, which not only contained the power of a heavy sword, but also the power of flames.
And the third step would be the Crimson Flame Sword Qi, which was formed from pure flames.
The power of the Sword Qi would be many times stronger than the first step.
"Astral Soul, appear!"
Seeing that his Ice Storm had been neutralized by Zhou Yang, Cao Zhenyang finally activated his Astral Soul. Behind him, the silhouette of a white ice bear appeared.
"This is the Ice Bear Astral Soul. It's a high-grade Earthly Fiend Astral Soul. Not only does it contain the power of ice, it also has the unique ability of beast-type Astral Souls."
Unknowingly, a veiled Liu Yunluo appeared. Beside her, Tang Yuewu and Cheng Qiaoqing had been spectating the battle for quite some time.
"Boom, boom!"
The Flaming Great Sword, which had been hovering in the air for a long time, shot towards Cao Zhenyang. Borrowing the power of his Astral Soul, Cao Zhenyang narrowly dodged the attack. "Astral Soul, fuse!"
Cao Zhenyang, who had retreated to the side of the stage, gritted his teeth as the Astral Soul behind him fused into his body. A moment later, the robes on his body started to explode as his body started to bend. The most terrifying thing was that on his right arm, ice spikes actually grew out, and they were ten times bigger than before.
"Ice Bear Fist!"
An air-piercing sound rang out as Cao Zhenyang leapt up and punched towards Zhou Yang.
"Good timing!"
Zhou Yang smiled as the Magma Giant God Astral Soul appeared behind him. After which, his right arm started to transform.
Magma Arm versus Ice Bear Fist!
"Bang …"
A deafening boom rang out as the flames in the sky blossomed. Numerous ice crystals fell from the sky as the ice spikes on Cao Zhenyang's gigantic arm started to fall off.
Swoosh!
Cao Zhenyang fell from the sky. When he landed on the ground, his robes were already charred, and his right arm was in a terrible state. He would need at least ten days to half a month to recover.
The spectators below the stage fell into silence. Everyone was dumbfounded.
The battle which was initially thought to be evenly matched actually ended so quickly. It was so fast that it was unbelievable.
"Cao Zhenyang, can you still get up?"
A deacon jumped onto the stage and asked.
Cao Zhenyang raised his head, but before he could say a single word, he had already fainted.
"Zhou Yang, congratulations on becoming the champion of the Fenghua Platform. You can draw a treasure from the treasure chest now." After speaking, the deacon carried the unconscious Cao Zhenyang off the stage.
Zhou Yang nodded his head as he walked towards the treasure chest.
"Wait!"
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