The night passed in the blink of an eye.
Early in the morning, the sky was already gloomy. Not long after, the Yan Yang City began to rain heavily, but even so, there were still many cultivators gathered around the life and death arena.
The life and death arena was located in the center of a plaza in the west of the city. It was a round platform that was about two meters tall and had a circumference of about thirty meters. The round platform was as black as ink, as if it was cut and polished from a huge boulder.
The Yan Yang City had existed for as long as the Life and Death Arena had existed.
But even so, the life and death arena was still not damaged in the slightest. It was just that on the surface of the arena, there were bloodstains everywhere, and even this heavy rain could not wash them clean.
A hundred meters away from the life and death arena, there were many houses.
After all, no matter if it was Tang Huan or Gu Sen, they were both just preparatory disciples. The life and death battle between them was a big matter to the people in the Sword-fighting Villa, but compared to the Yan Yang City and even the entire Pure Yang Sword Sect, it was just a small matter that was as small as a sesame seed. There was nothing worth paying attention to.
To the residents of the Yan Yang City, it was a common sight to fight to the death on the life and death arena.
In all these years, countless cultivators had died on the life and death arena. This kind of life and death battle happened almost every day, and there were even several times a day. On this black round platform, there were cultivators below the Heavenly Domain, and there were also cultivators from the Heavenly Domain Realm who had come to the True Spirit Level.
Even the experts of the Three Elemental Realm would occasionally come to the life and death arena to fight with their lives.
The closer it was to noon, the more cultivators gathered around the life and death arena. However, not only did the rain not show any signs of stopping, it instead became heavier and heavier, as if it was pouring down.
It's here! It's here!
Tang Huan?
It seemed to be Tang Huan!
Under the eaves of the plaza, there was a sudden commotion.
At this moment, on the wide road to the east of the life and death arena, thirteen figures rushed over. In a short moment, they had already entered the plaza and arrived at the bottom of the life and death arena as fast as lightning. Twelve of them stopped in their tracks, but the person at the front leaped up and landed on the stage.
This person was Tang Huan!
When the raindrops fell and were about to land on Tang Huan's body, they seemed to be blocked by a layer of invisible Strength Qi, and all of them slid to the ground. Along the way, Tang Huan did not touch a single drop of rain, and Hu Xuan, Chen You and the others below the stage were the same. For True Spirit Level Cultivator, it was not difficult to do so.
Not long after, people started to come out from under the eaves.
On the life and death arena, Tang Huan squinted his eyes, unmoving like a mountain, the Flame Feather Spear in his hand released a faint fiery red luster in the rain. Below the life and death arena, more and more cultivators appeared, and from time to time, there would be people whispering to each other. Although the sound of the rain covered it, the soft muttering still echoed from time to time.
Sigh, today the Life and Death Arena is going to take another life.
Tang Huan's chances of winning were not high, the difference in cultivation between him and Gu Sen was too great, if he had already broken through to the Rank Seven True Spirit, even if it was the Peak Rank Six True Spirit, it would be hard to say who would win.
Tang Huan is incomparably cunning, do you think that he is the kind of person who would come to the life and death arena to die knowing that his chances of winning are slim?
It seemed like it was almost noon. Would Gu Sen not come?
What kind of joke was this? With Gu Sen's arrogant personality, how could he not come?
It was finally here!
Tang Huan suddenly opened his eyes, a hint of coldness flashed past his face, his gaze pierced through the heavy curtain of rain, and landed a few hundred meters away. At the end of the misty and misty road, a white figure suddenly appeared, and quickly leaped over. In a short moment, it had already floated onto the life and death arena.
The person who came was Gu Sen, his eyes overflowing with killing intent.
Clang — —
At almost the same time, the longsword in Gu Sen's hand was unsheathed. The sword sheath was pitch black, but the blade of the sword was as white as snow. The moment the longsword was revealed, a bone-chilling coldness instantly swept out, and the life and death arena seemed to have instantly turned into an ice cave. Within a radius of tens of meters, the falling raindrops seemed to have turned into crystal clear ice beads, falling to the ground with a pitter patter, like rain hitting a banana, beads falling onto a jade plate.
At this moment, it was as if hail had fallen on the life and death arena. The surface of the stage was immediately covered in a layer of white.
Weng!
Seeing that, the corner of Tang Huan's mouth raised slightly, the Flame Feather Spear suddenly released a red light, and an incomparably berserk and scorching intent surged out in all directions. Wherever it passed, it was as if the scorching sun had melted the snow, and in an instant, the ice beads had already turned into puddles of rainwater, which were then completely evaporated by the heat.
The two auras clashed crazily, and the life and death arena seemed to have been instantly split into two halves. The left side was unbearably hot, while the right side was extremely cold.
"Whiz!" In the next moment, two figures pounced towards each other at almost the same time.
Cold Edge Killing Sword, Snow Dance!
The moment his body shot out, the longsword in Gu Sen's hand drew a circle, and countless snowflakes immediately whizzed out from the sword, dancing in the air. An instant later, the snowflakes seemed to have been swept forward by a hurricane, and for a moment, the surrounding temperature plummeted.
Gu Sen's eyes were ice-cold, just like the snow-white longsword in his hand.
This Cold Edge Killing Sword was his strongest sword skill. Since yesterday, he had already developed the intention to kill Tang Huan, so the moment he entered the life and death arena, he used it without saying a word. At this moment, every snowflake he activated contained a strong killing intent.
Whoosh!
Tang Huan's eyes congealed, the long spear in his hand danced quickly.
On the tip of the spear, raging flames rose, and in an instant, a huge fireball had already condensed. With a move of the spear, the fireball was like a falling sun, roaring towards Gu Sen. The boundless heat it emitted instantly turned into a fiery red storm, whistling forward along with the fireball's momentum.
Fiery Flames of the Fallen Sun!
In the small world, the Conqueror Breaching Army Spear Technique was known as the first spear art, and the True Flaming Rainbow Spear Technique was only ranked second. However, in this life and death battle with Gu Sen, the True Flaming Rainbow Spear Technique was clearly more suitable than the Conqueror Breaching Army Spear Technique.
In the blink of an eye, the fireball had already met the wildly dancing snowflakes.
Boom!
Amidst the earth-shaking sounds, the fireball exploded with a loud bang, and in an instant, the scorching energy had already collided with the snowflakes countless times. The two Strength Qi s, cold and hot, wreaked havoc, criss-crossing each other, and terrifying energy ripples spread out in all directions, causing the two figures to retreat almost at the same time.
In the blink of an eye, Tang Huan and Gu Sen retreated a few steps at the same time, and stood facing each other with a distance of more than ten meters between them.
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