"Is Little Mister the one who has been spreading like wildfire recently?" The arena that was filled with millions of people was packed.
In the best position in the arena, Lan Yuheng had already taken his seat. He represented the Jubao Hall, and everyone looked at him with complicated gazes.
"You still don't know?" Lan Yuheng was surprised.
"Oh, no wonder Little Mister's eyes made me feel fear." Tang Tianjun sat on the side, and beside him was the old man from the Futian Clan.
He was dressed very simply, and basically no one noticed his existence. However, when Zhu Que arrived, she unexpectedly glanced at him.
"His eyes are terrifying?" Lan Yuheng had a strange look on his face. "Why didn't I see it?"
"Then what did you see?" Tang Tianjun said straightforwardly.
"I saw … eye boogers." Lan Yuheng said with a smile.
Tang Tianjun didn't want to pay attention to him because his figure was very different from ordinary people. His chair was specially made.
"Don't be angry. Come, come, eat some spirit fruits." Lan Yuheng said.
Tang Tianjun didn't refuse. He grabbed the spirit fruit and ate it. In his grandfather's words, when it came to Lan Yuheng, there was no need to be polite, because he wouldn't be able to eat this fatty until he was poor.
"The people from the Dugu Clan are here. This is Dugu Moyu!"
"The young sword immortal of the Dugu Clan, Dugu Moyu. Isn't he just a ninth stage warrior? The Dugu Clan actually sent him to fight the ten kings of the Monster Clan?"
"He has this kind of strength!"
When the woman from the Zhu Que Valley left, a young man walked into the arena alone. He carried a big sword on his back and walked over.
His eyes were sharp, and no one dared to look at him.
Originally, everyone thought that the Dugu Clan would drag them down. At most, they would send an ordinary King Realm expert to put on a show.
However, they didn't expect that the person who would fight this time would be the most dazzling genius of the Dugu Clan's younger generation, Dugu Moyu.
It wasn't just the ordinary cultivators. Even the people from the Three Sects, Seven Factions, and the Four Great Clans were shocked.
"I didn't expect it to be him. If he is here, we can at least win this match!" In Zhu Que's camp, Shui Yuewu was also surprised.
"This person is indeed interesting," said Ye Tianze.
"The Dugu Clan's sword technique is famous all over the world. Dugu Moyu has mastered the Dugu Clan's sword technique. He once killed a late-stage King Realm expert with a single sword strike!" Shui Yuewu said, "Although you are powerful, you can't underestimate him!"
Ye Tianze remained silent. How could he underestimate him?
When Dugu Moyu arrived at the arena, he didn't approach Shui Yuewu and the others. He stopped about fifty feet away from them.
Everyone thought that he was proud and aloof. Only Ye Tianze felt that something was wrong. This distance of 150 meters should be within the range of his sword.
Although he didn't speak, the sword intent on his body told everyone that they must not step into his territory.
"It's really interesting." Ye Tianze's eyes revealed a trace of excitement.
He was more proficient in using spears. However, he was also proficient in other weapons. It was very easy for him to transform spear technique into sword technique.
"It is said that you use saber?" Dugu Moyu suddenly turned his head and his gaze fell on Ye Tianze.
"I do." Ye Tianze replied.
"Well, after this battle, you and I will fight." Dugu Moyu said.
Without waiting for Ye Tianze's reply, he turned his head. He didn't care whether Ye Tianze was willing to accept or not. In his opinion, Ye Tianze had to accept it whether he wanted to or not.
Ye Tianze did not feel that there was anything wrong with it. Instead, it was Shui Yuewu who said worriedly, "You must not accept the challenge. As long as the Dugu Clan Sword Technique is used, not many people can withstand it. Although you are strong, if he uses his sword …"
"I know. Why are you so long-winded?" Ye Tianze said angrily.
Seeing his impatient face, Shui Yuewu stomped her foot angrily. She had a look that said, "If you don't listen to your elders, you'll get the short end of the stick."
"This is Dutian Qingshui of the Dutian Clan. His strength is ranked in the top ten of the king realm experts of the Dutian Clan. How shameless. They actually sent such a strong expert in such a crucial battle."
"The people of the Muyun Clan are here … Who is this? Why haven't I seen him before? Is the Muyun Clan also planning to drag us down?"
As the people of the Three Sects and Seven Schools came in, everyone immediately saw that except for the Dugu family, the Three Sects and Seven Schools and the Five Aristocratic Clans did not intend to send their strongest king realm experts to fight.
Even the Dugu family seemed to be planning to let Dugu Moyu practice swordsmanship. Although the Demon Clan was powerful, they didn't dare to kill Dugu Moyu.
"Damn it, these people … are really so shameless!" Shui Yuewu stomped her feet angrily.
Except for Dugu Moyu, Shui Yuewu didn't think highly of the remaining seven people, let alone let them win.
"Calm down." Ye Tianze said.
When Shui Yuewu heard this, not only did she not calm down, she became even more anxious. She said with a cold face, "How can I be calm? Even if you and I go all out, we can only win two rounds at most. Including Dugu Moyu, we can only win three rounds, unless … unless there is a miracle!"
"There will be," Ye Tianze replied.
At this moment, the hubbub of voices suddenly quieted down, followed by an ear-piercing voice.
"The Vast Sky Arena used to be the Demon Clan's Colosseum." There was a hint of emotion in the voice.
Then, three experts of the Demon Clan flew over. Although they were only a hundred feet in the air, they gave people a strong sense of oppression.
Millions of people felt their hearts stagnate, as if a stone was pressing down on them. It was extremely oppressive.
"What a pity that such a murderous arena has become a playground for children. In the past, some clans risked their lives to win a chance to survive here."
"What's there to pity? Today, the glory of the Demon Clan will be reproduced here. If there's anything to be regretted, it would be a group of ants sitting in the stands. How sad!"
When the three giants of the Demon Clan walked over, they didn't forget to talk as if they were strolling in their own backyard. They didn't care about the feelings of the Human Clan at all.
They were talking about things that happened before the Human Clan was established. At that time, the Demon Clan kept the Human Clan as livestock. The weak Human Clan was used as food, while the strong Human Clan was trained to fight in the Colosseum.
"This is not the Demon Clan's Colosseum!" A deep voice was heard, accompanied by sound waves.
The three giants of the Demon Clan who were brazenly releasing their Demon Aura in the air immediately felt their bodies tremble. They looked at an elder on the main seat at the same time.
The person sitting beside him was Zhu Que. They realized that Zhu Que had already placed her hand on the hilt of the sword at her waist.
This made them feel a chill down their spines and they immediately restrained themselves. After all, that sword was Zhu Que's Blade, which had killed countless members of the Demon Clan.
After the three giants of the Demon Clan sat down, the Ten Kings of the Demon Clan finally appeared. Although they didn't fly over, their burly figures made the people present feel oppressed.
Compared to Tang Tianjun of the Futian Clan, the Ten Kings of the Demon Clan were a head taller. They directly displayed their half-demon bodies.
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