The ancient giant bear hiding in the world of immortal cultivation

Chapter 367 Mud VS Lying Flat
Time was up, and the teleportation happened unexpectedly.

A dazzling white light flashed before Wang Wu's eyes, and he found himself in a massive arena, spanning five hundred miles in circumference and about one hundred miles in height. Above him was a protective array that had been strengthened by twice its original strength, and all around him flickered countless lights and shadows, representing the countless spectators who had been teleported from all corners of the world.

There are humans, demons, spirits, and monsters.

Some appeared in their true forms, while others changed their appearances, creating a lively scene, but in reality, not a sound could be heard in the arena.

Wang Wu was currently enveloped by a beam of light, as was his opponent, so neither of them could see each other.

Only a dozen seconds had passed, and the arena was already packed with nearly 600,000 people. Wang Wu guessed that a large portion of them were gamblers, the kind who bet on horse races.

He didn't care, he just hoped that the Snake Emperor and his gang could find someone to bet on him to win.

Sigh, isn't this kind of mentality a bit off?

Wang Wu sighed, and with a touch of pity, used his level 18 Spiritual Essence talent to look at the beam of light opposite him.

This beam of light appears to be formed by some kind of magic array, using a certain structure to irradiate spiritual energy under high pressure. It can achieve a highly noticeable concealment effect without the need to consider being discreet or hidden.

However, under the level 18 spiritual perception, the opponent was like a cockroach under a microscope.

Well, he couldn't determine whether the other person was male or female, or what they looked like, because all the information he received consisted of changes in the rhythm of spiritual energy.

"It's actually a demon? A first-grade great demon, who has cultivated two first-grade overlord demon cores and three second-grade wish-fulfilling demon cores. So powerful! It's almost as good as me."

"The first demon core is inscribed with the Ruyi An Shen Fa (如意安身法), the second with the Demon Wind Escape Technique (妖风遁法), the third with the Overlord Body Divine Power (霸体神通), the fourth with the Overlord Body Divine Power (霸体神通), and the fifth with the Mountain Essence Golden Body (山蕴金身).

"Its blood and qi circulation is currently at 5000 times per second, and it will soon break through 5400 times. However, its total blood and qi volume is as high as 1000 million points, which is five times higher than mine."

"This guy is fucking amazing! This is a standard Apocalypse Tank, with double super armor. How did he do that? It's almost equivalent to level 16 super armor. However, he can only actually utilize level 12 super armor at the moment. Four levels are completely wasted because his bloodline evolution level is only 56%..."

"But they're still incredibly strong!"

Wang Wu was amazed. 56%! The cultivation world outside was indeed full of mountains beyond mountains and people beyond people.

To be honest, Xiong Pi only had 50% at the beginning. It's amazing that Xiong Shiliu could reach 53% after all that trouble. I guess only Yue Shan and Shenwu, who were regarded as potential dragons, might get close to 55%, but that's too difficult.

The resources required are astronomical.

Furthermore, this guy has actually lived for 2,800 years, and instead of trying to advance to the Super First Rank, he actually came to fight in the Death Arena. Have you no shame?

Hmm, level 9 invincible!

You also have a first-grade innate bloodline magic treasure? Are you some old tortoise?
Wang Wu was shocked. The other side was too despicable. Having already secured the first two rounds, their intention for the third round was simply to draw, hoping to withstand the attacks without fighting back for as long as it took an incense stick to burn.

Grass!
Wang Wu finally started to panic. Fortunately, he was able to see his opponent's trump card in advance with his level 18 spiritual essence, otherwise things would have been troublesome.

Just as he was quickly thinking of a solution, a bell rang out loudly.

The dazzling white light that had enveloped him and his opponent then dissipated, revealing their appearances.

Wang Wu used the appearance of a random passerby that he conjured up at will, which was nothing special.

The person opposite him was the same, transforming into an old farmer with a dark complexion and a slightly hunched back.

Damn it, this is supposed to be a showdown between top-tier players, dude, do you think you're doing justice to the tickets the audience bought?
"Please state your names."

At this moment, a loud and authoritative voice rang out.

The old farmer opposite Wang Wu grinned and looked at Wang Wu. "I am an old man named Lan Ni Jun from the Jade Cauldron Immortal Alliance. Today I wish to learn the methods of the high-level cultivators of the Vermilion Bird Immortal Alliance. If I am defeated and die here, I will not hold a grudge. I am willing to give my bones to the high-level cultivators opposite me. I ask the world to be my witness."

Mud Lord?
It's quite unique!

"Registration is valid. The current odds for winning against Mr. Muddy are three to five. Mr. Muddy's opponent, please register."

Wang Wu also glanced at the Mud Lord as usual, smiled slightly, clasped his hands and said, "I am Tangping Jun, from the Vermilion Bird Immortal Alliance. Today I also wish to learn from the advanced cultivators of the Jade Cauldron Immortal Alliance. If I am defeated and die here, it is only natural. I will give my belongings to the Mud Lord on the other side. My relatives and friends will never seek revenge for this matter!"

"Registration is valid. The current odds for a win or loss for the player named 'Lying Flat' are 5.7, and the odds for a draw are 1.2."

"Muddy Lord, Lying Flat Lord, please remember the rules. In this competition, there are no restrictions on methods or rules, and injuries or deaths are not considered. But remember, you only have one incense stick's time. If no one dies within one incense stick's time, then even if one side is seriously injured, it will be considered a draw."

"Now, if neither of you has any other requests, this duel will begin in one hundred breaths!"

"Wait a minute, I still have some savings that are of no use to me. How about I place a few bets on you to win this duel?"

Suddenly, Mr. Mud shouted.

These words caused an uproar, and even Wang Wu was stunned.

Based on the results of the first two rounds, this old tortoise only needs to play a solid defensive role and drag the game out until time runs out, so many people bet on a draw.

Now that the old tortoise is betting on itself to win, it means that it even wants to launch a counterattack.

Because only by killing Wang Wu can it be considered a victory.

Otherwise, even if it ends in a draw, the bettors will still lose everything.

That old tortoise is so confident!

"Of course, Mr. Muddy, how many lots do you want to buy? One million units of spiritual energy per lot." "Sure, I'll start with a hundred lots!"

That Mud Guy looks really rich.

At that moment, it casually flicked its wrist, and a small cauldron flew out.

"Lying Flat, do you need to buy?"

That authoritative voice rang out again: "They really know how to make money."

But Wang Wu just shook his head. He wasn't that wealthy. Besides, he couldn't quite understand this Mud King on the other side. A tank switching to playing a violent damage dealer? This old guy was quite abstract.

"boom!"

The bell rang again, and the countdown of one hundred breaths began.

Meanwhile, the Mud Lord calmly took out a small, seemingly ordinary black gourd, painstakingly pried out a small, equally ordinary-looking stone from it, and swallowed it.

But at this moment, the crowd watching from the outside was in an uproar, because many people could see that the old tortoise had actually taken a fifth-grade Five Elements Spirit Pill!

Fifth rank!
孽 孽!
Even Wang Wu gasped in shock. A fifth-grade Five Elements Spirit Pill was not suitable for use in battle because its greatest effect was in mending the heavens, patching up leaks, and solidifying the foundation...

Wait a minute, this old bastard is going to advance to the next level at the last minute!

It's going to be upgraded to Super Grade 1!
"I protest! Muddy-kun has broken the rules!"

The Serpent Emperor's angry voice suddenly rang out, but it was suppressed and became very faint.

"Protests are invalid. Before entering this arena of life and death, Mr. Mud has already verified his identity and is undoubtedly a first-rank official. Once he steps into the arena, he will no longer be subject to any restrictions. Apart from the basic rules, he can do anything."

"You, you are utterly shameless..." the Serpent Emperor roared in fury, but its voice was instantly suppressed into silence. It was not here and there was nothing it could do.

"Silence! No noise!"

The drums thundered, the countdown continued, and the Mud Lord had already quickly digested the Grade 5 Five Elements Spirit Pill and skillfully carried out a comprehensive upgrade.

Its foundation is very good, so although this kind of last-minute upgrade is a big no-no, it is very much in line with the description of things coming to fruition naturally and ripening out of the tree.

Although the time was short, it was enough, truly enough!
When the time comes, it will directly transform into a supreme demon of the highest rank.

This is a devastating blow to any first-grade cultivator!

That's why it bets on itself to win, because it simply can't figure out how it would lose!

Wang Wu, standing opposite it, seemed to be stunned, just staring at it quietly, lost in thought. Had he resigned himself to his fate?

Off the field, the organizers of this life-or-death arena naturally wouldn't miss such a dramatic duel. The Floating Light and Shadow Array was fully activated to ensure that every spectator could feel as if they were there, and could see whoever they wanted to see, even the smallest hair.

There are even very professional commentators, after all, those who buy tickets to enter are all distinguished guests.

One ticket costs 10,000 points of spiritual energy. Tsk tsk tsk, it has to be more than worth the price.

"Father! What should we do?"

On the stands, the Sin Prison Legion also had more than a dozen spectators. They weren't lacking in manpower, but rather in spiritual energy.

The Serpent Emperor frowned; Serpent Nineteen was clearly starting to panic.

The Nine-Tailed Emperor, however, remained indifferent.

Stone Demon and Tree Grandpa also came. It was impossible for them not to come to such a major event concerning the future of the Sin Prison Legion.

The only pity is that the Stone Demon is a lone wolf, and the Tree Grandpa has no skilled warriors under his command, let alone the Nine-Tailed Emperor. The only ones who can fight him are the human race and the demon race of the Snake Emperor's lineage.

"Lu Wuchen, you are the only bear warrior you have seen recently. What are your impressions of it?"

The Nine-Tailed Emperor suddenly asked, "Although Lu Wuchen's injuries have not yet healed, it is still possible for him to project himself as an advisor."

"I can't see through it!"

Lu Wuchen thought for a moment, and finally could only helplessly say these four words, which were the absolute truth.

"Then let's remain calm and observe the situation." The Nine-Tailed Emperor glanced at Snake Nineteen indifferently, his expression unchanged, but this was already a way of expressing his dissatisfaction.

It even had difficulty understanding the thoughts of the Snake Emperor and Snake Nineteen. How could such a major matter be controlled by a mere Xiong Wu?
Unfortunately, this father and daughter made a mistake in this matter.

This legion of criminals is probably doomed!

Perhaps it's time to start planning for the future.

At this moment, Grandpa Tree suddenly glanced at Lu Wuchen, then at the Snake Emperor, smiled, and remained silent.

Honestly, if you want to ask Lu Wuchen, you should ask the Snake Emperor himself.

Furthermore, the Five Poisons have always been mysterious and never show their faces; this family is quite treacherous.

(End of this chapter)