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Chapter 653

Words:2057Update:22/06/17 23:31:36

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"What's there to be happy about? Your storage ring isn't mine yet. "

Following a cold harrumph, an old Ou Fei went up to the fighting ring.

This old Ou Fei was wearing a red robe, and his aura was also at the seventh-layer Martial Emperor Realm.

"It's Grandma Safflower. She's going to fight. She's a ruthless person who has already won five rounds in a row among the seventh-layer Martial Emperor Realm."

"That's right. Every time she sees a big harvest, she will take action. That bald old man just got the storage ring of a Lv 7 Martial King warrior. Now, as long as we kill the bald old man, we can get two storage rings."

"Let's see if the old bald man dares to accept the challenge. Every time Grandma Safflower's opponent dies miserably!"

As soon as Old Ou went up to the fighting ring, the crowd exclaimed.

"Safflower Grandma!"

The old bald man's expression changed greatly.

"Die!"

Safflower Grandma wore a cold expression as she was about to attack with a strong murderous intent.

"Wait! Wait, I surrender. I don't want to fight! "

The old bald man blurted out.

"You don't want to fight?"

Safflower Grandma's expression darkened as she said, "Give me two hundred thousand top-grade Spiritual Crystals. What a coward!"

The old bald man took out two hundred thousand top-grade Spiritual Crystals from his storage ring and handed them to Safflower Grandma. He then left the fighting ring and flew to the spectator stand.

"Is there anyone who wants to fight me?"

Safflower Grandma put away the Spiritual Crystals and scanned the crowd.

However, no one went up to the fighting ring.

Safflower Grandma was extremely powerful at the seventh-layer Martial Emperor Realm. Who would want to fight her?

After waiting for a while, Safflower Grandma left the fighting ring after seeing that no one was willing to fight her.

"Hmm, interesting. Miss Luo, what are the rules of the Fate Fighting Ring?"

Lu Ming asked Luo Xin.

"It's your first time here, so it's normal that you don't know. Let me explain it to you."

Luo Xin smiled faintly and said, "As the name suggests, the Fate Battle Stage is a battle of life and death. As long as you step onto the stage, it's a battle of life and death. The winner will win all of the opponent's possessions, while the loser will not only lose his life, he will also lose all of his possessions and his storage ring will belong to the loser.

Lu Ming explained.

"Then how could that bald old man admit defeat?" Lu Ming asked.

"There's a rule in the Fate Battle Platform. Those with a higher cultivation level cannot challenge those with a lower cultivation level. Of course, those with a lower cultivation level can challenge those with a higher cultivation level."

"Once you step onto the Fate Battle Platform, you can't refuse to accept the challenge. However, you can admit defeat before the battle starts. That way, as long as you give your opponent a certain amount of Spirit Crystals, you can avoid the battle!"

"Just like when Red Flower Granny challenged the bald old man. The bald old man knew that he was no match for Red Flower Granny, so he admitted defeat before the battle began. As long as he paid Red Flower Granny 200,000 Supreme Spiritual Crystals, he could step down. If he admitted defeat after the battle began, Red Flower Granny could refuse to accept the payment until Red Flower Granny defeated or killed Red Flower Granny.

"Of course, the higher one's cultivation, the greater the price of surrendering. If a Peak King surrenders before the battle begins, he or she will have to pay one million Extreme Grade Spirit Crystals to the opponent."

Luo Xin explained to Lu Ming in detail.

"Doesn't that mean the death rate is very high?" Lu Ming asked.

"Of course, after the battle begins, the death rate is as high as eighty to ninety percent. Only a few people can escape with their lives!"

Luo Xin said.

Lu Ming was inwardly shocked. The death rate was as high as eighty to ninety percent. Basically, if one went up, they would either win or die.

"Miss, why are you telling him so much? A young master from a large faction like him wouldn't dare to step onto the Fate Battle Platform. This is a true life and death battle. It's not a spar between fellow disciples. What's at stake is one's life and one's entire fortune! "

On the side, Chen Zhao revealed a mocking expression as he spoke with disdain.

Last time, Lu Ming had caused him to lose face, and he still held a grudge against him.

"Oh? Then you dare to go up? "

Lu Ming looked at Chen Zhao.

Chen Zhao's expression stiffened as he said, "What do you know? My brother has won six consecutive battles on the Fate Battle Platform, and he's a peak Martial Emperor too. He's a lot stronger than the peak Martial Emperor of the Blood Evil Pirate Group. If my brother was here last time, he would have easily defeated his opponent in a few moves! "

Chen Zhao switched the topic and pointed at the bulky man in his thirties standing beside him.

"Why are you mentioning your brother? I'm talking about you. You're a seventh-layer Martial Emperor too, right? If you're so strong, why didn't you challenge Madam Safflower? "

Lu Ming continued to ask.

"I …"

Chen Zhao's expression stiffened as his face reddened.

His strength was considered ordinary among the seventh-layer Martial Emperors. Wasn't it the same as courting death?

However, there was no way he could refute the fact that Lu Ming had pointed out.

"Interesting!"

On the side, Xie Nianqing mumbled with an intrigued expression.

Lu Ming let out a smile as his eyes flickered with interest too.

Lu Ming was more interested in the fact that he was betting his entire fortune on this battle.

Although he had obtained eighty million supreme grade Spiritual Crystals from the elders of the Cloud Sea Elixir Institution, he had already used up eighteen million to break through to the peak Martial Emperor realm. He only had sixty million left.

Sixty million seemed like a lot, but it was far from enough for Lu Ming.

These Spiritual Crystals wouldn't be enough to break through to the Sea of Soul Realm in the future.

The Sea of Soul Realm required one to open a Spiritual Sea, a True Yuan Sea. The amount of energy required to open a True Yuan Sea was simply too much.

A martial artist at the first layer of the Sea of Soul Realm could store ten times more True Yuan than a peak Martial Emperor.

Lu Ming needed eighteen million supreme grade Spiritual Crystals to break through to the peak Martial Emperor realm. Lu Ming estimated that he would need at least three hundred million supreme grade Spiritual Crystals to break through to the Sea of Soul Realm. This was just a conservative estimate. In reality, he might need even more.

Three hundred million supreme grade Spiritual Crystals was still too far away from him. Therefore, he needed to accumulate more supreme grade Spiritual Crystals.

The Fate Battle Stage was a good channel for that.

Moreover, he could use it to train his martial skills and devour his opponent's Essence Blood to increase his bloodline grade.

Lu Ming's gaze once again turned to the Fate Battle Stage.

At this moment, another person stepped onto the Fate Battle Stage. He didn't hold back at all as his aura spread out.

It was a peak Martial Emperor.

The atmosphere became lively again.

Sea of Soul Realm martial artists rarely participated in this kind of battle. As for peak Martial Emperors, they stood at the peak of Martial Emperors. Every battle would attract the interest of many martial artists.

"Who will fight with me?"

This peak Martial Emperor was a burly man in his forties. He looked around.

"Let me!"

A white-haired old man stepped onto the stage and faced the burly man.

Without saying anything else, the two started fighting.

Violent energy spread out in all directions. It was terrifying to the extreme.

However, a light screen rose up around the fighting ring, blocking the energy that shot out in all directions.

Clearly, there was a powerful inscription array on the stage to prevent the audience from being injured.

The battle was intense. The two peak Martial Emperors weren't weak at all. They weren't any weaker than the scarred man from the Blood Evil Pirate Group.

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