A Million Mystic Veins
"Who won in the end? I think I saw the Human Emperor being engulfed by the fire fox's flames … "
"Nonsense, I clearly saw the Human Emperor's fists shatter the fire fox's consciousness first!"
Due to the sudden end of the battle, Ye Fei and Huo Hu had practically died together. This caused a huge debate among the many cultivators in the spectator stands.
Inside the main hall, the stewards of the Arena of Life and Death were in an uproar. "Arena Master, this is our chance. Although the Human Emperor defeated the Fire Fox, the Fire Fox's purple flames also engulfed the Human Emperor. As long as we insist that the Human Emperor and the Fire Fox were both injured, then we can stop both of them at the same time and obtain the possibility of a hundred consecutive victories!"
"A hundred consecutive victories was originally just a gimmick used by the Deathmatch Arena to attract martial artists. Even we didn't take it seriously. After all, it's too difficult to win a hundred consecutive victories in the Deathmatch Arena. Moreover, the Deathmatch Arena nurtures a large number of experts specifically to stop those who win consecutive victories."
"But a few years ago, Fengyun broke through the barriers of the Deathmatch Arena and won a hundred consecutive battles against Daolords. His title of 'King of a Hundred Battles' has attracted the attention of countless people. Not only are there Hegemons, there are Heavenly Lords, Daolords, and even Divine Lords. Do you think that the excuses we've come up with can fool Daolords or Divine Lords?"
The Arena Master's words were powerful and resonant, causing the stewards to fall silent. Only Mad Dog's face was filled with unwillingness and worry. "But Arena Master, that's a million Mystic Veins after all. If the higher-ups blame us, I'm afraid …"
"Mad Dog, you don't have to worry. I'm the Arena Master here. If the higher-ups really blame us, I'll bear the responsibility alone."
The iron masked old man waved his hand. However, his tone had become much more gloomy. Soon after, he waved his hand and ordered the manager to announce the results. On the crystal wall, Huo Hu's victories had disappeared. Ye Fei's victories had officially increased from ninety-nine to one hundred.
This scene caused an uproar among the spectators. Who would've thought that after Feng Yun had obtained the title of King of Hundred Battles for so many years, another person would obtain the title of King of Hundred Battles?
Inside the room, Ye Fei's heart was heavy. Although it seemed like he had obtained the final victory in this battle, this victory was actually a fluke. It was because this was a battle of consciousness that he had obtained victory. If this had been a true battle of life and death, he would have perished together with Huo Hu.
"It seems that what Rezu said is true. In Qingzhou, I'm invincible against the ordinary Lord Of Heaven, but in Divine Prefecture, I still have a long way to go against those bloodline warriors. It seems like I have to think of a way to remove the bloodline seal in my body as soon as possible! "
Ye Fei's expression was solemn. Through the battle with Huo Hu, he had experienced the terror of a bloodline martial artist. At this moment, a cold voice came out from the room. "According to the rules of the Arena of Life and Death, if you obtain 100 consecutive victories, you will be awarded the title of King of Hundred Battles. Now, you are free to choose whether you want to go up to the fighting ring and receive the cheers of the crowd."
"There's no need for that." Ye Fei shook his head. He was not a high-profile person, and compared to being surrounded like a monkey, he was more eager to see another person.
After speaking, Ye Fei took off his mask. The room of the Arena of Life and Death was very special. Once inside, even the people of the Arena of Life and Death could not peek at the other person's identity. They could only transmit their voices.
Hearing that Ye Fei did not intend to accept the cheers, the cold voice did not force him. Instead, another golden token flew towards Ye Fei. "This is the Golden Battle Token. With it, you can come to the Arena of Life and Death at any time to exchange for your reward. Of course, you can also state other conditions in place of Xuan Meridians. That's all I have to say. "
The cold voice obviously did not have any confidence in the last sentence. After all, it was a million Xuan Meridians, which was enough to make a Monarch God jealous.
"Thank you." Ye Fei took the token and walked out of the room. He changed back into his original black robe, then quickly walked through the secret passage and returned to the spectator seats.
Bai Yanran was sitting there thoughtfully, but his face seemed to be abnormally pale. Ye Fei was the same.
Although the consciousness battle in the Arena of Life and Death would not really kill the warrior, the warrior would still be affected to a certain extent when his consciousness was destroyed.
This kind of influence was like an ordinary person being seriously ill. However, only people who had fought on the Coliseum would have this kind of situation. But at this time, it appeared on Bai Yanran's face. Ye Fei suddenly had a very bold idea in his heart.
"Huo Hu?" Ye Fei asked tentatively. He was surprised to find that Bai Yanran and Huo Hu's figures were surprisingly similar.
Bai Yanran's identity was suddenly exposed. He could not help but glare fiercely at Ye Fei. "You win. Are you done with your business? If you're done, follow me back to Lord Pan's Palace. I have some questions to ask you."
As he spoke, Bai Yanran had already stood up impatiently and grabbed Ye Fei's arm. He wished he could drag him back to Lord Pan's Palace and interrogate him with all kinds of torture.
Ye Fei was sweating on the spot. From Bai Yanran's reaction, how could he not know that Bai Yanran was really Huo Hu? It seemed that Bai Yanran had discovered something.
After all, at the last moment, in order to defeat Huo Hu, Ye Fei was forced to use his Golden Body of Despair. Although it was only for a moment, it was enough to arouse Bai Yanran's suspicion.
"Young Master Wang, see? I was right. Ye Fei and Bai Yanran really are …" Suddenly, one of Wang Xiu's followers rushed in from outside the spectator stand. Then, Wang Xiu walked in with an ashen face. As soon as he came in, he saw Bai Yanran grabbing Ye Fei's arm.
Wang Xiu was so angry that his lungs almost exploded. He stared at Ye Fei with a ferocious gaze. "Ye Fei, you really have guts. I'll give you one breath's time to leave Yanran's side and then come out to face your death!"
"Wang Xiu, that's enough. I have nothing to do with you. If you continue to be like this, I'll have to consider asking you to leave Lord Pan's Palace." Bai Yanran stood up. After all, this matter started because of her. She couldn't just ignore it.
Ye Fei smiled bitterly. This Wang Xiu was obviously jealous and had lost his mind. At this time, Bai Yanran's appearance would not only not help, but would also enrage Wang Xiu even more.
Sure enough, when he saw Bai Yanran's appearance, Wang Xiu's eyes exploded with a green light. He opened his mouth and scolded, "Bai Yanran, I've pursued you for so long, but you've rejected me time and time again. In the end, when this guy invited you to a meal, did you fall in love with him and throw yourself at him?"
"Wang Xiu, can you be any more shameless …" Bai Yanran was so angry that her whole body was trembling. However, this was the first time she had encountered such a thing. She didn't know how to refute.
Ye Fei's face also darkened. It was fine that Wang Xiu slandered him, but slandering Bai Yanran was too uncultured.
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