Chapter 1420: Chapter 1519: Control Is Possible
The blonde-haired and bald-headed black men were once the leaders of their territories, commanding many followers and maintaining control over their domains.
But a group of powerful and terrifying experts killed their leaders and quickly conquered all their forces. They became slaves. Upon being confined in the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion, they were shocked to discover that the Sword Palace was right behind it, and its people were even stronger!
With nowhere else to go or the thought of escape, they could only comply. They hoped to endure nine battles to become a member of the Sword Palace, even if just an outer Great Master!
"Black Ghost, die." The blonde man roared, extending his foot forward, transforming into a strong gale, and launched an attack on the bald black man.
"It’s you!" The bald black man angrily approached.
Boom!
Both were tough to touch. The bald black man’s claws left a wound on the blonde man’s torso, and the blonde man’s fist landed heavily on the bald black man’s head, blood splattering.
They both practiced physical skills, excelling in this kind of bloody close combat.
"Poor technique. It’s like fighting for each other’s lives. Who will be unable to hold on first?" Qin Feng couldn’t help but say.
"Ordinary small troops, how could they have high-level skills? Their combat skills are very poor. There are still many inferior things in this world." Huangfu Qumo also said.
Qin Feng nodded.
For small forces, it’s best to cultivate physical skills. For example, Wuxing Sect and the Sword Pavilion, they don’t even have the worst physical skills.
"The Heavenly Treasure Pavilion chose two serfs with similar strength and cultivation directions. Otherwise, there would be no fun in immediately deciding the winner." Huangfu said with a smile.
"However, if we attack each other in this way, if our strengths are close, we will quickly have a winner and a loser," Yan Heihu remarked.
Only to see the bald black man roar wildly, charging again and again, trampling continuously, and trying to grab with both hands.
But the blonde woman was obviously more agile, moving left and right, leaving huge wounds on the bald black skin, also depleting his spiritual power.
"Hmph!" The blonde woman staggered to dodge the deadly strike, his right hand straight as a blade plunged into the bald black man’s chest.
Crash!
The chest erupted, blood splattering.
"Get lost." The bald black man roared in pain, clenching his fists. The blonde man quickly fought back, or he was sent flying.
"Hahaha..." The blonde man laughed wildly, circling around the bald black man repeatedly, inflicting large wounds on him. Eventually, the bald man’s injuries grew severe, and his speed slowed down.
"Click."
The blonde woman rushed by like a golden lightning bolt, holding the bald black head tightly, with a sharp twist.
His head was directly twisted off.
The blonde man held the head high with one hand, as if he was a triumphant general. The bald black man’s corpse fell to the ground with a thud, blood splattering.
"Wow." After the ban was lifted, some attendants from the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion immediately came to clean up the site, taking away the corpse of the bald black man. Soon, the central arena was clean again.
"Why so bloody?" Tiantian’s face turned pale. She had seen Qin Feng kill, but he did it neatly. It was like an art. It wasn’t so fierce.
"The bloodier the fight, the more people enjoy it. These gladiators have to not only fight hard but also consider how to entertain the audience." Qin Feng explained briefly.
"If you don’t want to watch, don’t look. Brother Qin can chat with you."
"Mm." Tiantian stopped watching.
Qin Feng also sighed: In this world, the weak have no choice. They can only be caught in the cycle and have their lives and deaths decided. Only by becoming strong can we have the choice of Quan A Li. First, you have the right to choose, then you can control.
A series of fighting performances took place in the central arena.
Huangfu Qunmo, Yan Heihu, Qin Feng, and others exchanged glasses, watching each other, while Tai Jun remained expressionless. He was proud of his heart, and the humiliation he had suffered before was hard to let go, especially when Tiantian seemed happy serving Qin Feng.
"Gentlemen." Suddenly, Dan Tai Jun spoke.
Everyone suddenly looked over. It was rare for Dan Tai Jun to speak. Unexpectedly, he suddenly spoke.
"What meaning is there in fighting in the Virtual RMB? How about I duel with Brother Qin?" Dan Tai Jun’s eyes were filled with fighting spirit and confidence. "Brother Qin’s women are all the most talented. Brother Qin must be even more extraordinary. I’m itching. Today, we merely compete. If someone can’t resist, we can admit defeat immediately. We will never break harmony. What do you think, Qin Weentian?"
Qin Feng was stunned.
Why the sudden competition with him?
Qin Feng was absolutely sure that no one here would think he was also a monstrous Heavenly Pride, or else it would be too incredible. If not, then what was the meaning of Tantai jun’s challenge?
Huangfu Qumo, Yan Heihu, Pan Dayan, and others watched Qin’s reaction.
"No need." Qin Feng shook his head.
Hearing this, Dan Tai Jun thought Qin Weentian had no strength or confidence. After all, after Qin Feng changed his appearance, he was only 28 years old. At this age, it was fortunate to cultivate to the first level of Zhenyuan. How strong could he be?
"It’s just a duel, not a life-and-death battle." Dan Tai Jun continued to provoke, "You, Qin Weentian, want to participate in the Sword Heavenly Fate Conference; by that time, it will be a life-and-death duel. How dare you compare with me?"
"You say duel, then duel. Who do you think you are?" Qin Fenglu.
"Hmph!" Dan Tai Jun sneered, disdain written on his face: "I think you are afraid."
"Two pieces of junk, do you really want to fight?" Qin Feng frowned.
One has to admit, as he aged, through countless ups and downs, Qin Feng’s mindset became more settled. If someone had provoked him three years ago, he would have slashed them in half with a broken sword. But now, Qin Feng looked at Dan Tai Jun as if he were a clown, too lazy to even step on him.
But the world is filled with such fools. The more you don’t care, the more they think they’re amazing, lacking self-awareness.
"Don’t worry, I’ll show mercy." Dan Tai Jun said proudly.
Qin Feng sneered, "It’s okay to fight, but what’s the wager? If you wager something that can move me, I don’t mind making a move.
"Hahaha, you’ve chosen your own doom." Dan Tai Jun laughed confidently, then his eyes sparkled, "I bet women. If I lose, these two women will be yours. If you lose, your woman will be mine."
"Hmph," Qin Feng snorted suddenly, "A man betting women is truly trash. Win or lose, my Tiantian is not a bargaining chip."
Tiantian was thrilled. She actually didn’t mind Qin Feng betting because she knew Qin Feng would win.
"Afraid to bet too much?" Dan Tai Jun sneered, "Then bet, bet whatever you say."
Qin Feng shook his head again: "Fighting with someone like you to win money is meaningless."
"Hmph, you don’t dare fight me, hahaha!" Dan Tai Jun laughed recklessly, "Ah, truly lonely is invincible."
Many in the hall were amused: You are so handsome, are you really lonely? And Huangfu Qu, Yan Heihu, and other experts, who can’t easily defeat you? If you didn’t have the ancient Dan Tai Clan’s direct royal lineage, you would be taught for such arrogance.
