Zheng Ming placed a wager in the Life and Death Martial Arena!
If Xu Yang won, Zheng Ming would lose an extremely special artifact to the Martial Arena.
If Zheng Ming won, he would gain her! And in addition, hand over the artifact with both hands.
That artifact was of great use to the big players behind the Celestial Travelers' Commerce Association in the Martial Arena. Zheng Ming had already spread the word, and under orders, he had to wager.
This life-and-death duel not only concerned the massive earnings of the Life and Death Martial Arena but also her destiny!
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On this day, there was no one in the Martial Arena.
Everyone gathered at the central square of Beixuan City.
At a glance, there were so many heads it couldn't be counted, at least tens of thousands.
Moreover, on some nearby towering buildings, people stood packed.
Even if they couldn't participate in the wager, just being able to watch this battle was a great fortune!
The original hellish life-and-death duel was already enough to cause a sensation.
In this final match, the sixth princely son was to be the opponent.
It could only be said, too crazy!
If this grand occasion were missed, regret would last a lifetime.
For a moment, the number of Martial Artists in Beixuan City greatly increased, causing the Prince's guards to come out and maintain order!
Although this last match was held outside, the Life and Death Martial Arena had already earned a mountain of money through various means before opening.
The most important was the momentum. Once spread, it would be famed across all Daqian!
"Is the sixth princely son Zheng Ming truly the opponent for Shura's last battle?"
"Certainly, the Life and Death Martial Arena has announced it."
"The Shura who won eight consecutive matches and the sixth princely son, this is simply the grand event of the Northern Territory."
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The place was wild from all directions.
Today, Su Yun would personally preside!
How many old beasts secretly borrowed the name of the goddess to satisfy their various filthy, perverse self-indulgence.
Seeing Su Yun made everyone excited.
When a touch of red attire came walking from outside, the atmosphere instantly reached its peak.
"Su Yun, my goddess!"
"Mr. Su, I missed you." This was the crude martial man.
"I've long heard Su Yun is the number one beauty of Beixuan City, seeing her today, her reputation is truly deserved!" This was said by a first-time visitor.
"Born with a seductive body, icy skin and jade bones, alluring and peerlessly beautiful." Self-proclaimed gentleman remarked.
"Mr. Su, I want to sleep with you." This was the rogue!
Su Yun was not at all infuriated by the numerous foul words but slowly swayed her slender waist as she walked to the high platform on the square side, her almond eyes wetly scanning the venue. Her coquettish laughter surprisingly overwhelmed the crowd.
Her every movement captivated.
The beauty's allure was vividly manifested at this moment.
Su Yun glared at the crowd suddenly and coldly sneered, "Look at you bunch of vulgar people, wipe the drool from your lips. If you can pass the hellish life-and-death duel, I'd let you sleep with me, what's the harm?"
Her words exploded the Martial Arena!
"Damn it, Mr. Su, aren't you being unreasonable?"
"Hehe, I love unreasonable demands, unreasonable demands, hehe!"
"Everyone's dreaming, unlike me, I just want to drink Mr. Su's foot bath water."
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Su Yun was indifferent to these foul words but her eyes were full of disdain.
She wore a smile blooming like a flower on her face, yet her heart was heavy as a mountain.
Three days had come, and Xu Yang's cultivation was only at the pinnacle of the Fetal Breathing Realm, as expected, it was simply impossible to break through to Innate.
Facing Zheng Ming, there seemed to be no hope.
But at this point, besides having faith in him, there was no other option!
Alas!
With a long sigh in her heart, Su Yun narrowed her eyes, her charming voice rang out, "Welcome everyone to the Life and Death Martial Arena's hellish life-and-death duel, Shura's final battle!"
"His opponent is the sixth princely son Zheng Ming!"
She slowly scanned the surroundings, then her gaze fell on a certain place, suddenly raising her voice to call out, "Please welcome Shura!"
At the same time.
Xu Yang, who had been waiting for a long time at the rear, clenched his fists, his eyes filled with fierce killing intent.
At this moment, he couldn't wait!
Swish!
Xu Yang briskly walked out, heading towards the central square along the road.
All eyes were on him!
The dense crowd, making the heart palpitate!
But Xu Yang's heart remained calm, today, his eyes were only on Zheng Ming!
The crowd automatically parted, and under scrutinizing, playful gazes, Xu Yang walked step by step to the center of the square, his cold eyes under the mask fixed on a certain spot.
Zheng Ming would walk from there.
Suddenly, Xu Yang felt a sharp gaze on him, glanced sideways, and his eyes surged with violent killing intent.
He actually saw Wang Feng and the fourth mistress amongst the crowd, surrounded by prince's guards, slightly spacious, no one dared approach.
They have come too!
"All here, perfect, today I'll let you watch your cherished son die before your eyes." Xu Yang's gaze turned cold and fierce.
Meanwhile, the fourth mistress and Wang Feng were sizing up Xu Yang.
"Doesn't look particularly remarkable."
"However, winning eight consecutive matches in the hellish life-and-death duel is not too shabby!"
The fourth mistress's expression was full of arrogance!
Her two sons, the eldest Zheng Qi had entered the Wuhou Hall three years ago, soon to become a marquis famed across Daqian; the younger son Zheng Ming had a spiritual bone and entered Innate, also qualified to vie for the title of marquis!
Her two sons were her greatest pride, a pair of dragons in the same family!
Wang Feng flattered from the side, "The sixth princely son participates in this battle with another aim to take Shura as his servant; this person is ruthless, can win eight consecutive matches in the Martial Arena, most suitable to use for biting at the Wuhou Hall!"
The fourth mistress, satisfied with the words, immediately laughed, "Ming'Er is grown, not bad."
"By the way, is there any news on that wastrel?" She suddenly asked.
The wastrel was naturally Xu Yang!
Wang Feng forced a smile, "Madam, that wastrel disappeared after escaping, still hasn't been found."
Disappeared?
The fourth mistress's face darkened for a moment, then sneered, "A wastrel can't cause much trouble even if he restores his cultivation, but before the Prince returns, he must be found!"
Feeling the undeniable coldness in the mistress's tone, Wang Feng cursed Xu Yang silently, not knowing where the wastrel hid, yet showed extreme respect,
"Rest assured, madam!"
"May I present the sixth princely son!"
Su Yun's voice sounded, and the two looked outward.
Swish!
Dressed in white, Zheng Ming, like a graceful gentleman, slowly approached.
At that moment.
Countless people ignored Su Yun and stared at Zheng Ming.
The atmosphere instantly turned tense, suffocating!
Zheng Ming didn't even glance at Xu Yang, instead directly looking at that red-dressed figure on stage, his eyes flashing with greed.
This woman was simply too tempting.
"Dare to reject me? Let's see how you reject this time!" He thought of the bet, of Su Yun willingly beneath him... Zheng Ming felt an irresistible urge.
Although the artifact was special, in his position, it was nothing.
As for losing?
Impossible!
Zheng Ming licked his lips, the wicked thought slightly reduced, he then looked at Xu Yang, displaying arrogance.
"Shura? Quite a name."
"Winning eight consecutive matches, you have some skills."
"I've just broken through to Innate and will soon enter Wuhou Hall, but I am still short of a servant."
"I give you an opportunity to change your life, kneel down and submit, acknowledge me as your master!"