My Way

Chapter 122: Arena

It was around 2 o'clock in the afternoon.

The sunlight is at its strongest during this period.

When the golden sunlight shines down, it is enough to make people feel a little irritated.

but.

People don't mind this little problem.

Thousands of eyes were focused on the arena.

Although the arena was 500 meters long and wide, in order to prevent the spectators from dying suddenly, Zhang Yue still had people activate the formation barrier located under the arena.

It was some kind of special formation barrier that could indiscriminately suppress all the true energy within the range and forcibly create a translucent protective shield.

If the Zhang family that Zhang Yue belongs to is not the local tyrant in Huilin City, and Zhang Yue is the eldest son of the Zhang family, it would be difficult for him to get people to activate this formation barrier with just a few words.

after all.

This thing costs money...

Looking at Ling Wuyuan who was a hundred meters away.

Zhang Yue slowly drew out the gorgeous sword from his waist.

His eyes were filled with ecstasy and a little regret:

"To be honest, Ling Wuyuan, I feel that this is not a fair fight..."

"Not just because I'm thirteen years older than you."

"There is another crucial issue. Ever since I received the news a few days ago confirming that you had successfully arrived in [Yunling Province] and were heading this way, I have been looking forward to meeting you."

"During this period, I have been repeatedly adjusting my condition every day in order to fight you, but you have not had the opportunity to make any preparations in advance. This is really unfair..."

As a battle maniac, Zhang Yue felt a little depressed when talking about this.

He felt that there was some kind of unspoken flaw in this battle that made it difficult for him to be completely satisfied.

One side is fully prepared.

The other side was totally unprepared.

How can this be fair?

Hear the words.

Ling Wuyuan just waved his hand casually.

"That kind of thing doesn't matter at all. I can fight anytime and anywhere. Besides, I also want to test the value of the so-called [List of Outstanding People]."

Although he himself has been put on the list as a bystander.

But he really didn't know how valuable this list was.

According to his estimation.

The two [Red Fire Bandits] that he had easily killed before should have been ranked in the middle and lower reaches of the [State Ranking].

Even though they are just two small-time punks, they have been living a carefree life with bounties hanging around their necks for decades. In terms of hard power and real background, they should have their own advantages over the young people on the [Outstanding People List].

To put it bluntly, all those on the [Outstanding People List] are under 40 years old.

As for the two [Red Fire Bandits], it probably took them more than forty years to successfully advance to the [Qi Cultivation Realm]...

Looking at him with such a casual expression.

Zhang Yue shook his head with a smile on his face:

"Is that so... Then I feel relieved."

"However, I have to remind you that the main reason why I am only ranked 22nd in Yunling Prefecture is that I haven't made any moves for more than a year. I think if I were more active, it wouldn't be difficult for me to move up a few places, so... don't underestimate me..."

Say it.

The long sword in Zhang Yue's hand pointed straight at Ling Wuyuan!
His eyes became sharper.

However, Ling Wuyuan just slowly drew out his sword and said:
"That's better."

"The stronger the better..."

At the same time, looking at the two people who were fighting against each other in the distance.

The onlookers in the distance were also whispering to each other.

A middle-aged man in luxurious clothes asked curiously to someone beside him:

"Dad, what do you think are Yue'er's chances of winning?"

The person being questioned thought about it carefully and hesitated for a moment before answering:

"...It's hard to say... The chances of winning don't look high."

"That young man named Ling Wuyuan does seem a bit unfathomable..." Hearing this, the middle-aged man was a little surprised:
"what?"

"Is he really that strong?"

The next moment, the other party immediately scolded:
"nonsense!"

"The only two times he attacked, he crushed multiple opponents of the same level without getting hurt. How could he be weak?"

"Although I have said that Yue'er's overall strength is very strong in the [Qi Cultivation Realm], that is only compared to normal people. Compared to the super genius that is rarely seen in a thousand years, the actual situation is still somewhat different..."

Speaking of it.

Zhang Yue's grandfather, who was still strong and healthy, glared at Zhang Yue's father:

"Of course, my good grandson's talent is definitely superior to your rebellious son."

"If it weren't for your father, I have the strength of the [Nayuan Realm], and if the Zhang family has a thousand years of heritage, you, a useless thing, probably won't be able to reach the [Yangqi Realm] in this life..."

"Look, you are over 60 years old, and now you can't even beat your own son. Aren't you ashamed?"

"I'm ashamed of you!!"

There was an obvious sense of disdain in his words.

Zhang Yue's father could only lower his head and look at his toes, not daring to say a word.

This made the Zhang family members around them have no choice but to pretend that they were just enjoying the scenery.

The head of the family is narrow-minded.

If he caught me almost laughing, he would definitely make things difficult for me...

But Zhang Yue’s family didn’t even have time to discuss the matter.

next moment.

Zhang Yue chose to launch the attack first!

That is a charge and a straight thrust!
Accompanied by sudden force in the legs!
The weak simply cannot see what is happening.

I just felt a black line flash by!

Amid a series of sonic booms, Zhang Yue appeared in front of Ling Wuyuan.

The inertia of the body moving forward and the long sword in the hand suddenly thrust out seemed to be one and the same thing, causing countless tons of weight to be concentrated at one point at the same time! !

The long sword in his hand was so fast that it looked like a phantom! !

this moment.

Even though the many practitioners watching were mentally prepared, they were still completely unable to react.

If they were to face this attack, they would be completely pierced through in an instant!!

however.

Ling Wuyuan is obviously not comparable to them!!

Facing the opponent who was rushing towards him at high speed, Ling Wuyuan instantly judged that the opponent's true strength was indeed much stronger than the opponents he had encountered before.

this moment.

He was also a little bit prey-inspired.

A sharp cry suddenly rang out!

Suddenly, countless air currents swirled wildly around the blade of the long sword in his hand! !
Next, it's time to swing the sword!!

Swing the sword at high speed!!
"Boom!!!"

The huge explosion and crash instantly drowned out all the surrounding sounds!!
The air currents that filled the sky turned the surrounding air into a pure white river at an extremely fast speed, surging violently! !

Even if they are thousands of meters apart.

Furthermore, the defensive barrier of the arena is weakening the impact.

All the onlookers still felt the strong wind blowing violently...

Then, although the wind had not stopped, the battle between Ling Wuyuan and Zhang Yue continued fiercely.

Although the weak ones could not see clearly what was happening, everyone could hear the terrifying noises!

It was a huge noise like a city wall collapsing, one after another...

As the loud noises continued, the surrounding airflow was further forcibly affected!!
Not long after.

A small pale vortex appeared in the arena.

The air currents within hundreds of meters around were all rushing towards there.

Faced with the rapid loss of air, those with weaker strength even had difficulty breathing...

(End of this chapter)