The Sky Martial Arena was different from the Sacred Martial Hall. In the Sky Martial Arena, there was no limit to one's cultivation realm. Every arena formed a special space that wouldn't damage anything in the outside world because of the battle.
The Sky Martial Arena was the place where the students of the Elysium competed.
Moreover, there was only one Sky Martial Arena in the entire Elysium. It was located in a valley between the Mortal Emperor Palace, Nine Nether Palace, and Asura Palace.
After the explanation from Xie Yandong and the rest, Fenghao finally understood the location and use of the Sky Martial Field. Instantly, a faint arc hung from the corner of his mouth.
He knew very well that the discussion about his strength had made the bald man feel guilty.
It wasn't entirely because of the academic credits. The main reason was that he couldn't afford to lose face if he lost.
Therefore, the bald man changed his mind at the last minute and proposed to compete in the Sky Martial Arena. This way, he would have a great advantage.
It wasn't that he was acting shamelessly. It was just that the Newcomer Tournament was originally a competition of one's overall strength.
"Brother Hao, that bald guy is already a Second Order Mortal Saint …"
Yan Qing nervously reminded Feng Hao.
"Don't worry."
Fenghao patted her jade-like hand to comfort her. At the same time, he took advantage of her and enjoyed her smooth skin. This caused Yanqing's pretty face to flush red. She was so pretty that all the flowers in the area paled in comparison. Many people around them were dumbfounded because of this.
Yan Qing had a spoiled personality. At this moment, she revealed the shyness of a little girl, causing Feng Hao's heart to palpitate.
"Let's go. Someone will say that we don't dare to go later."
Suppressing the fire in his heart, Feng Hao pulled Joan Of Arc and the other two girls towards the Sky Martial Arena. Xie Yandong and the others followed behind.
"Let's go, let's go and take a look …"
After they left, the spectating senior students could no longer stand still. One by one, they all rose to their feet and flew in the same direction.
They knew very well that the students from the Palace of Hell had already defeated the new students from the other three great academies. If Feng Hao's group was defeated as well, then the Mortal Emperor's Mansion would definitely be at the bottom again.
Although they were almost numb to it, there was still a glimmer of hope in everyone's heart that they could make a comeback.
However, this hope had already become an extravagant hope.
Unless there was a miracle.
…
In just a moment, a valley appeared in front of Feng Hao.
This valley was not naturally formed. With a single glance, Feng Hao knew that this place had been carved out by someone.
The valley was quite wide, about the size of a large football field. The surrounding steep walls were very neat, as if they had been cut by a knife.
Each of the three directions of the valley had a path that led to a different direction. Fenghao's group, on the other hand, had entered from the southern path.
An ancient palace stood in the middle of the valley. It was built from an unknown material and emitted a cold light. It was as if a giant beast was lying there, giving off a rather imposing aura.
At the entrance of the palace, there was a large plaque with the words' Sky Martial Arena 'written on it.
The three large words were very grand, giving off an extremely oppressive aura. It was as if there was a peerless expert standing there, shocking everyone.
Obviously, this was definitely the work of a great figure.
At this moment, the five new students from the Palace of Hell were standing at the entrance of the Sky Martial Arena, waiting for the arrival of Feng Hao's group.
"Pfft, I thought you wouldn't dare to come. You took so long."
When Feng Hao's group walked forward, the skinny man sneered.
This was also because of Feng Hao's group greeting each other and introducing the Sky Martial Arena, which was why they were delayed for over ten minutes.
"Heh."
The corners of Feng Hao's mouth rose slightly when he saw that the skinny man had misunderstood him. He did not explain himself, nor did he even look at the skinny man. "I don't speak to people who don't have the qualifications to challenge me."
"You, you …"
The skinny man was instantly enraged. His body trembled and his red eyes looked as if he wanted to devour Feng Hao.
"Heh heh."
Xie Yandong and Long Yue Guan exchanged glances as strange gloating laughter appeared on their faces. There were even stingy expressions in their eyes.
They were destined to meet a tragic end after provoking this person.
They even wondered what would happen if these fellows knew that the person they were challenging was the main character of the Mysterious Underworld Sky incident not long ago.
As they thought about it, the strange laughter coming from their mouths grew even more intense, making one's hair stand on end. Some of the older students that followed them also pulled away from them.
"Humph, let's go."
The bald man slightly knitted his brows and snorted. He turned around and walked into the Sky Martial Arena.
After waiting for a while, Feng Hao and the others finally arrived. In his heart, he faintly suspected that Feng Hao did not dare to come. However, when he saw that Feng Hao still did not show any unusual expression, his heart involuntarily thumped.
Although he had not been in contact with Feng Hao for long, he understood that the man before him was not a fool. He would not do something that he was not confident in.
Since Feng Hao dared to come here, it meant that he had a certain level of confidence.
However, there was no turning back now. He could only brace himself and go forward. Moreover, he was very confident in his own strength.
"Let's go."
Feng Hao withdrew the smile on his lips and softly reminded him. He pulled Joan Of Arc and walked into the Sky Martial Arena.
"Hua …"
As soon as they entered the large hall, many shouts and all kinds of chaotic noises engulfed them, causing Feng Hao's eardrums to buzz. It took a while for him to recover.
The large hall was extremely spacious. It was not the same size as the outside world. It was as if there was a special space inside.
There were ten large arenas set up in this spacious space, and they were neatly scattered around. There were some people fighting within them, some fighting one on one, some fighting one on one, and some fighting one on two. Such a scene was extremely grand. If not for the barrier around the arenas, not to mention this large hall, even the entire valley would have been destroyed by the aftershocks of their attacks.
"As expected of the human race's supreme academy."
Sweeping his eyes across the entire space, Feng Hao could not help but gasp.
There were at least a thousand people in this space. Without a doubt, these people were all Saint level experts. Moreover, their realms were definitely not low. Moreover, Feng Hao even discovered that there was an old man or a middle-aged man standing beside each arena. The invisible aura that they exuded was suffocating. Even if they were not in the Great Saint realm, they were undoubtedly at the peak of the Mortal Saint realm.
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