Martial Peak - Chapter 783
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The surrounding earth was dyed completely red from the countless lives which were reaped here, traces of battles wherever one looked. This was the Death Arena!
A number of Demon Race powerhouses who had access to inside information were already waiting in the stands early today.Β After watching a few fierce battles, a masked human slowly came out of the underground ramp.
In an instant, the arena was filled with cheers.
Over the past few months, Yang Kai had shown many thrilling and suspenseful battles to these demons, making him famous throughout Sand City.
Today, the battle between Yang Kai and another master was the ultimate finale.
Because there were rumors that his opponent this time was different from the past, it was actually a Third Order Transcendent master!
Since the opening of the Death Arena, there had never been a match between two opponents with such a great disparity in cultivation realms.Β With two Minor Realms separating the fighters, in the eyes of those who were uninformed, the result was a foregone conclusion.
But for those who had seen Yang Kaiβs dozen plus battles, there were still some who had hopes he would create a miracle one again!
Hatred between different races played no role here, because Yang Kaiβs performance was just that astounding, providing the very height of entertainment to the Death Arenaβs loyal customers.
βIs this the little human brat who has won more than a dozen matches in the Death Arena, the one who barely survives each time?βΒ In the stands, a Saint Realm master with sharp eagle-like eyes turned to the man beside him and asked.
βYes, Senior Feng Biao. His performance is really outstanding, even the elite juniors from our Demon Race are far inferior to him!βΒ The person next to him replied immediately.
βHmph, after today, heβll be nothing but another corpse!βΒ Feng Biao coldly snorted, looking as if he was quite reluctant to allow Yang Kai to continue breathing.
βWhat Senior says is absolutely rightβ¦ After all, his opponent is different from the previous one,β The man nodded repeatedly, suddenly lowering his voice as if he had some concerns, βBut Senior, he is the champion trained by Senior Xue Li, if we really kill him and Senior Xue Li decides to blame usβ¦β
βShe wonβt,β Feng Biao shook his head decisively, βThis fight was set up at Sir Gou Qiongβs request. I negotiated with Xue Li personally yesterday and reached an agreement that no matter what happens today she will not hold us responsible!β
The man heard this and suddenly showed a somewhat confused expression, wondering why General Gou Qiong was so concerned about this Human.
Only a small number of people knew that the son of Gou Qiong was saved by Yang Kai.Β Feng Biao had been sent here this time specifically to deal with this issue once and for all, but he had been ordered to keep his mouth shut about the details, so even the subordinates he had brought didnβt know the whole story.
Although Xue Li was no friend of Gou Qiongβs, she also wouldnβt do something as petty as spreading such a story around to shame the latter, she was only interested in confronting Gou Qiong head on!
βSenior, that Yu Mo is coming!β The man whispered suddenly.
Feng Biaoβs eyes narrowed as he glanced up to see Yu Mo flying towards him from a distance, the latter landing next to him a moment later and sitting down casually.
Both of these two were First Order Saints and served Demon Generals who were at odds with each other, so naturally there was no goodwill between them.
As their four eyes met, it was as if invisible sparks filled the space between them.
βYu Mo, itβs been so long since I last saw you!βΒ Feng Biao greeted with a cold look upon his face.
Yu Mo smiled back lightly and replied, βFeng Biao, even after not seeing you for so long, I still canβt get used to your face. Every time I see your dumb look, it makes me want to kill you!β
βSame to you!β Feng Biao sneered back, his True Qi slowly beginning to condense, his hostility filled eyes glaring towards Yu Mo.
Yu Mo curled his lips at that moment and continued, βThis time I havenβt come here to pick a fight with you, I just want to ask you something.β
βWhat?β
βLooking at you, it seems that youβre quite confident about todayβs battle!β
βHmph, saying something so obvious!β
βMy Sand Cityβs Death Arena promotes gambling. If youβre so confident, why not make a bet with me. When the battle is over, you may be able to pick up some extra benefits that way!β
βDo you think you need to remind me of that?βΒ Feng Biao said with obvious displeasure, βIβve already bet 200,000 Crystal Stones!β
Yu Mo wore an expression of surprise and said, βWorthy of Feng Biao, such boldness!Β It seems you want to take my Sand City for all its worth.β
βCanβt you handle even that little?β Feng Biao smiled contemptuously, βIf I canβt afford it, I can withdraw right now, as long as you, Yu Mo, in front of everyone, bow down and apologize to me!β
βYou must be joking, since Sand City has opened this business, naturally, no matter how big the bet, we can swallow it.Β In fact, I just wanted to ask you, since this is such a rare opportunity, why not wager some real money?β Saying so, Yu Mo shot a provocative look towards Feng Biao.
In response, Feng Biao narrowed his eyes and asked, βReal money?β
βEn, how about wagering everything you own. If I remember correctly, you have a number of good artifacts on you, right?β
Feng Biao frowned as he stared suspiciously at Yu Mo, coldly saying, βSeeing you like this, it appears you have quite some confidence in that human boy.β
βThink whatever youβd like. Maybe heβll win, maybe he wonβt, but whether you gamble or not is up your own courage!β
Feng Biao stared at him deeply. Although he knew that this guy, who was always as incompatible with him as fire was with water, was provoking him, he couldnβt back down now and simply nodded βGood, then Iβll bet all my artifacts as well!β
Saying so, he flicked his wrist and a glowing chainmail armour, a long halberd with a shocking aura, and a jet black saber appeared in front of Yu Mo.
These three items were all Saint Grade artifacts, each one of them a priceless treasure.Β These artifacts were the ones Feng Biao most valued and frequently used. If he were to lose them in this timeβs gambling, his combat effectiveness would drop significantly.
After handing over these three Saint Grade artifacts, Feng Biao even took down his Universe Bag from his waist and tossed it over to Yu Mo, saying as he did so, βIf weβre going to do this, we might as well do it thoroughly, what do you say?β
Yu Moβs eyes brightened, didnβt speak any nonsense, and simply smiled, turned around, and left.
Feng Biao didnβt make any attempt to stop him nor did he ask any question.Β Although the two of them werenβt on friendly terms, they would still abide by the verbal agreement they had reached.
A moment later, Yu Mo returned to Xue Li.
βIs everything arranged?βΒ Xue Li looked down at Yang Kai who was standing in the middle of the Death Arena and asked softly.
βGood, Feng Biao put out all his belongings,β Yu Mo nodded lightly, frowning in the next instant, βMistress, are you really so confident about that little brat?Β To be honest, although his previous performances were quite surprising, this time I honestly donβt favour him. Itβs quite likely heβll die here. Him dying isnβt a big deal, but with Feng Biao gambling so much money, when that boy dies, it will be a big loss to Sand City.β
βI donβt know!βΒ Xue Liβs said as she shook her head and some slight confusion flashed across her eyes.
Yu Mo was immediately dumbstruck.
As one of the four Demon Generals, a master that had few equals throughout the world, Xue Li naturally had extremely profound insight and vision, but this time it seemed like even she was uncertain about the situation.
βI am also gambling here.Β Although from any reasonable perspective, that little brat is undoubtedly a dead man, butβ¦β
Saying so , Xue Li turned to look at An Lingβer who had been standing there silently the whole time and smiled slyly, βFrom beginning to end, this little girl hasnβt shown any signs of concern.β
Yu Mo couldnβt help turning to look at An Lingβer and indeed found that this was the case.Β Even though this little human girl knew Yang Kai would be facing a very strong enemy today, her expression remained calm.
Xue Li had obviously realized some information from An Lingβerβs behaviour.
βI asked her several times what the true extent of that boyβs strength was but she always refused to answer me.Β But that only makes me even more curious!β Xue Li reached out and gently stroked An Lingβerβs face, scaring the latter terribly.
βTell me, has he ever fought with such an opponent before?β Xue Li suddenly asked in a solemn tone.
An Lingβerβs beautiful eyes became dull in that instant but quickly recovered their light as a look of struggle appeared on her face, the scene of her and Yang Kai being chased down by Saintess Nan and facing off against the Sun Clanβs masters in that Mysterious Small World flashing across her mind.
Even so, An Lingβer wore a pained expression as she somehow managed to shake her head.
Xue Li reluctantly sighed, βHer willpower is also quite remarkable, it seems sheβs cultivated a very powerful Secret Art.β
βHowever, just from how she responded now, itβs fairly obvious that boy down there had fought against such a master before and managed to survive, otherwise she wouldnβt have been so relaxed just now.β
βEn,β Xue Li nodded lightly, βIf this time he still doesnβt die, in the near future, he will definitely become the most dazzling person in the entire realm.Β At that time, he may even exceed the strength of the Demon Commander and become a supreme existence!β
Yu Moβs body trembled lightly, βDoes Mistress really evaluate him so highly?β
βHe has the potential!βΒ Xue Li categorically said, a trace of cold killing intent flashing across her beautiful eyes.
βItβs a pity that such a person is not a member of our clan.Β If he was a member of the Demon Race, he would be worth cultivating,β Yu Mo had been following Xue Li for many years so he naturally knew what she was thinking right now and couldnβt help feeling a bit distressed.
Such astonishing aptitude only made this human boy a bigger threat, if such a genius was not killed early, it would inevitably have a significant negative impact on the entire Demon Race in the future.
As such, today, this little bratβs fate had already been decided, because even if he were to win this fight, Xue Li planned to kill him.
Looking down at the Death Arenaβs stage where Yang Kai was silently waiting for his opponent to appear, Yu Mo sincerely pitied him.
After a long wait, Yang Kaiβs opponent finally appeared.Β This person looked like he was walking in a leisurely manner but his speed was actually extremely fast, and in just the blink of an eye, he was already standing in front of Yang Kai.
Wearing plain black robes which could be found in any ordinary shop, this man had a majestic yet cold aura which was perfectly highlighted by his jet black shoulder length hair and profound gaze.
A surging malevolent intent pulsed from this manβs body and his Demonic Qi was incomparably pure; obviously, he was a lot stronger than an ordinary Third Order Transcendent master.
Yang Kaiβs eyes narrowed as his heart sank somewhat.
Even with just a glance, he could tell that his opponent was no easily pinched persimmon, this time he would have to go all out if he wanted to win.
Although Yang Kai had his Soul Devouring Insects and was thus not afraid of any opponent under the Saint Realm, this situation was different.Β In front of so many Demon Race masters, he couldnβt expose his Soul Devouring Insects, so he could only defeat his opponent head-on.
Moreover, Yang Kai also wanted to test just how much he had grown during this period of time.