Three days later, in the Ghost King City's arena.
In the center of the martial arena, the hall that could accommodate tens of thousands of people was already packed with people.
The Ghost King Arena was a grand event before the Ghost King's wedding. No one knew why the Ghost King Palace Master would hold a Ghost King Arena before his wedding.
Today was the first day of the Ghost King Arena, and everyone wanted to join in the fun.
The rules of the Ghost King Arena were very simple. If you think you have the strength, you can enter the arena. As long as you can defeat twenty challengers, you have the chance to fight with the Ghost King Palace's arena master. If you win the arena master, you can get a Ghost King Order, and then use the Ghost King Order to make a request to the Ghost King Palace Master.
In principle, there were no restrictions on the request, and you could make any request.
However, anyone with a bit of brain would act according to their own strength. It was impossible for the Ghost King Palace Master to kill people like the Sacred Guild Master and the Wind and Cloud Alliance Master.
There were a total of three Ghost King Arenas. They were the Lower God Arena, the Middle God Arena, and the Upper God Arena.
Anyone could participate in the three arenas, because each arena had a powerful restriction.
For example, the Lower God Arena had a Lower God restriction. Even if an Upper God entered, his strength would be suppressed to the peak of Lower God.
Today, it was the Lower God Arena.
At this moment, a silver-haired figure appeared outside the Lower God Arena, and stared at a warrior in the arena with sword-like eyes.
This silver-haired figure was none other than Nie Tian!
"Xiao Fei, there's no problem with the restriction of the arena, right?" Nie Tian looked at the arena below, and released his divine sense to sense carefully. He did not find anything abnormal, but he was still worried and asked Fat Cat.
"No problem." Fat Cat chuckled and said, "The restriction's suppression is very strong. Unless it's an Overgod, it's impossible to break it."
"That's good." Nie Tian smiled faintly. The Ghost King Arena did not allow Overgods to participate.
It seemed that the Ghost King Palace people were very obedient, and did not tamper with the restriction.
"Who else?!" At this moment, the cultivator in the arena roared. His hair and beard stood on end. He was like an enraged lion, extremely arrogant.
Nie Tian had been watching from the side for a long time. This martial artist was called Liang Shi. His original strength was at the peak of the Midgod Stage. However, after entering the arena, his strength was suppressed to that of a peak of the Midgod Stage.
Liang Shi had already defeated thirteen martial artists in a row. He only needed to defeat seven more martial artists and he would be qualified to challenge the Ghost King Palace's Lowgod Arena Lord.
The crowd looked at the arrogant Liang Shi in the arena and could not help but discuss.
"Liang Shi is too shameless. He is a peak God, so he should have gone to the God arena. Why did he come to the Demigod arena to join in the fun?"
"There are Restrictive Spells on the arena. The Intermediate Deity is only at the peak of the Lower Deity Realm. Liang Shi's battle prowess is terrifying. Why can't he come to the arena of a Lower Deity?"
"This guy is too violent. The dozens of martial artists who fought with him before were either seriously injured or killed. Who would dare to fight him now?"
Nie Tian's mouth twitched involuntarily as he listened to the crowd's discussion.
Although there were Restrictive Spells on the arena, the stronger martial artists still had some advantages. It could only be said that the advantage was not huge.
"Let me!" At this moment, an angry roar sounded. Immediately, a figure stepped out of the air and landed on the arena.
This person was a late-stage Midgod Stage martial artist. He was tall and sturdy, with bulging muscles all over his body. One look and anyone could tell that he was a strength-type martial artist.
"Bang!" The moment this martial artist landed, the entire arena shook, and a layer of earth was stirred up.
"Die!" There were no rules in the Ghost King arena. After that person landed, he roared and immediately attacked. He threw a punch. Immediately, a mountain-like fist shadow pressed down on Liang Shi, causing the entire arena to shake.
"What a strong force!" The crowd could not help but exclaim when they felt a strong gust of wind.
"You overestimate yourself!" Facing the huge fist shadow, Liang Shi sneered. Immediately, he struck out with his palm. The wild palm energy bloomed and the surging momentum was not the slightest bit weaker than the fist shadow.
Boom! The fist and the palm collided. With a loud bang, the arena shook and immediately, billowing waves of air exploded.
Under the gaze of countless pairs of eyes, the challenger was directly sent flying. He fell to the ground like a pile of mud and could no longer get up.
One palm, just one palm, and Liang Shi had finished off his challenger.
"Trash!" Liang Shi glanced at the challenger and growled in an extremely arrogant manner.
This was the fourteenth person he had defeated. Next, he only needed to defeat six more people and he could challenge the Ghost King Palace's Lowgod Ring Lord.
"Who else?" Liang Shi's momentum was violent. He suddenly raised his head and looked at the crowd on the spectator stand. He said arrogantly, "You cowards, do you only know how to watch the show from up there? Come down and fight me if you have the guts! "
The crowd's eyes trembled. For a moment, no one dared to accept the challenge.
Liang Shi was too violent and too strong. He was not easy to deal with.
Looking at the arrogant Liang Shi, Nie Tian could not help but shake his head and smile. Of course, he was not afraid of Liang Shi. He was just unwilling to fight.
The Ghost King Arena had just started. It was only the foreplay now. It was too early to make a move.
Moreover, Liang Shi was too weak. Nie Tian had no desire to fight at all.
Even if Nie Tian defeated Liang Shi, he would still have to face the challenges of nineteen people. It was really troublesome.
"A bunch of trash!" Liang Shi almost went crazy at this moment. He pointed at the crowd in front of him and cursed.
Following that, a few martial artists could not bear to watch any longer and stepped into the arena. However, the result was the same as the previous challengers. They were all crippled by Liang Shi with one palm.
Nie Tian had long noticed that Liang Shi was a martial artist with the Power of Bloodline. His martial body was far stronger than the average martial artist. Therefore, few martial artists of the same strength were his match.
By this time, Liang Shi had already won nineteen matches. As long as he won one more match, he would be able to fight against a Lowgod Arena Lord. Therefore, his entire being became excited, as though he had gone mad, shouting and yelling at the crowd.
"You bunch of ants, hurry up and fight me. You are all f * cking cowards. You are all cowards in your mother's womb." Liang Shi cursed crazily and became more and more arrogant.
Nie Tian shook his head and smiled bitterly. Such a person was like an idiot.
"I'll do it!" At this moment, a clear voice rang out as a sword intent pierced through the air. After that, a devastatingly beautiful silhouette appeared in the air.
"It's a woman!" Everyone was stunned. They looked at the figure in mid-air and exclaimed in unison.
"It's a female swordsman!" Someone saw the longsword on the back of the figure in mid-air and was stunned.
"Mo Yihan!" Nie Tian looked at the figure. It was a very familiar face. Mo Yihan.
He did not expect that Mo Yihan would appear at this time.
"Could it be that she has something to ask the Ghost King Palace Lord?" Nie Tian frowned and asked doubtfully.
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