Chapter 22: Life and Death Arena!

desolate place, yet how did this person, Chen, come to be seated on the fifth throne"Don't underestimate him, to be favored by the emperor, this person must have extraordinary talent."What good is bei..."Humph, I want to see how he continues to shirk his responsibilities!"

I guarantee it! He'll definitely be eliminated first in the next match!

"That's right!"

All looked on gleefully at Fang Chen.

Fang Chen was a little excited! He could finally have a good fight!

Watching others battle, his blood boiled with excitement. He waited for his first opponent!

Now! It's finally here!

Thus, the competition of the Western Power officially began!

After finishing his draw, Fang Chen stepped onto the stage, waiting for his opponent to arrive.

Soon, a pale-faced boy with a hint of green walked onto the stage.

Although his face was grim, his eyes were resolute!

"Senior brother, are you alright"

Seeing the other person's pale complexion, Fang Chen asked with concern.

The young man shook his head resolutely. "It's nothing! I can still fight! At least defeating you is no problem at all!"

Seeing Fang Chen consecutively getting passed over, jealousy filled the young man's heart.

When he saw that his opponent was Fang Chen, he vowed in his heart to defeat him!

Fang Chen, seeing this, said no more.

Then, the two introduced themselves.

"Here comes Hu Mo!"

"Down below, Chen!"

The Elder, seeing this, announced: “The competition has begun!”

Fang Chen looked at the black-bladed sword in his hand and said, "This battle is our first! Let me see what you're capable of!"

Boom!

Just as Fang Chen raised the Black Howl Sword, a heavy thud echoed through the air.

Looking intently, I was stunned to discover Hu Mo lying unconscious on the ground in the distance.

The elder's face changed slightly, and he immediately went over to investigate the situation.

After he finished reading, he shook his head helplessly and looked at Fang Chen with strange eyes.

Fang Chen was taken aback.

"Why are you looking at yourself like that You haven't done anything.

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The next moment, the elder announced: "Hu Mo's injuries are too severe, this battle Fang Chen wins."

There was utter silence below.

Damn!

Immediately, a shout of anger rang out. Someone had slammed their sword hilt to the ground in an expression of fury.

Then, chaos ensued.

"This will work too!"

"What incredible luck!"

"Where is his ancestral grave I want to move mine next to his!"

At this moment, everyone only felt that their worldview had collapsed.

If that middle-aged man were here, I wonder what he would think.

It seems that even without him, Fang Chen's luck is pretty good, and even reaching the semi-finals of Xiqiang is a piece of cake.

Fang Chen also had a strange look on his face, feeling that his luck today was a bit too good.

"Could it be that after five years of bad luck, I've finally turned things around" He could only think this way.

Thus, he stumbled into the semifinals.

The Western strong team's battle also ended soon, and only the Westerner remained to advance.

When drawing lots, Luo Ao once again came before Fang Chen: “What You really think you're lucky That was God's arrangement, letting you die at my hands!”

"Have a good look at this sky, and you'll soon know what hell on earth is."

"Haha!"

He left with a long smile.

Fang Chen looked at him calmly, a sneer in his heart.

You'll find out soon enough how lucky you are.

Semi-final draw.

Everyone was looking forward to Fang Chen facing off against Luo Ao. His luck was so good that it made everyone incredibly jealous.

Unfortunately, Luo Ao's final opponent ended up being Lin Luoer, another talented individual from this year.

Facing Fang Chen was another genius, second only to Luo Ao Lin and Luo Er, Hu Lai.

Half an hour later, he stood on the platform waiting for his opponent to arrive.

But to everyone's surprise, Fang Chen's opponent didn't show up at all.

The elder presiding over the trial kept calling his name, but he still didn't appear.

And just as the time for the fighters to take the stage was about to end, a disciple walked onto the platform.

Many people thought it was a mistake, but the disciples who went up clearly knew what they were doing.

"Upon seeing this, the disciple bowed to the elder referee and said, “Elder, Brother Hu is too seriously injured to participate in this martial arts competition. He chooses to forfeit."

As soon as these words were uttered, the entire room fell silent.

"Another abandonment!"

"My God! What incredible luck this guy has!"

"The team didn't even fight in the first round, and they directly entered the finals! What terrible luck!"

The crowd buzzed with discontent, once again lamenting the unfairness of fate.

Fang Chen was also stunned by this news. The good fortune came too suddenly, and he didn't know what to say for a moment.

Perhaps this is heaven's way of giving him a little consolation after five years of hardship.

On the other hand, Luo Ao's luck was not as good as Fang Chen's.

Both of them are the pride of this generation's outer sect disciples. This match is naturally a fierce battle.

Both sides fought with no mercy, giving it their all!

The audience erupted in cheers! It was so exciting!

However, Lin Luo'er is only fifteen years old. In terms of cultivation time and experience, she is inferior to Luo Ao, who is eighteen.

In the end, he was still one step behind and lost.

Although she managed to land a sword strike on Luo Ao, it unfortunately had no effect on him.

"What a fantastic performance!"

"In that case, Brother Luo would be the first!"

Everyone viewed this battle as the decisive one, and no one paid any attention to Fang Chen, let alone thought he could win.

Meng Yao's brow furrowed, and she transmitted a message to Fang Chen: "Fang brother, how about we forfeit this round Second place isn't that bad either."

She was also worried that Fang Chen wasn't Luo Ao's match, after all, Fang Chen had been guarding the tomb for five years and wasted five years.

After defeating Lin Lu'er, Luo Ao became even more arrogant and didn't intend to leave the stage.

The First Disciple stood arrogantly on the platform, his sword pointing at Fang Chen. "Trash! Come up and die! Today I'll let you know what it means to be a true genius!"

His voice was loud, and everyone could hear him clearly.

Suddenly, all eyes were on Fang Chen. Luo Ao wanted this outcome—to force Fang Chen into battle even if he was afraid.

Fang Chen remained composed throughout. He first looked at Meng Yao, giving her a reassuring glance.

Immediately looking at Luo Ao, he smiled and said, "What's the point of a martial arts competition How about we do something more ruthless instead"

"What"

"The Life and Death Arena!"

The entire audience gasped in shock, thinking Fang Chen had gone crazy.

Luo Ao was taken aback for a moment, then smiled.

I've seen desperate people, but never this desperate.

He was just worried about what excuse he would use to kill Fang Chen when the time came, now it seems the other party has delivered himself right into his hands.

"Alright! I agree!" He eagerly agreed, afraid Fang Chen might change his mind.

On the high platform, Luo Yun was overjoyed. It's true that heaven has a path but you don't walk it, and hell has no gate but you barge in!

"You mongrel, wait until you die and see how I'll kill that old woman! Master's treasures will all be mine in the end!" Su Wan'er grinned ferociously.

Meng Yao was caught off guard. She didn't expect Fang Chen to come up with something like a life-and-death arena.

But seeing Fang Chen's resolute expression, she knew that saying anything more was useless. She could only stomp her feet in anger and mutter in her heart, "Damn it! If you die! Wouldn't this young lady have to be a widow! What a mess!"

Fang Chen didn't know any of this. Hearing Luo Ao agree, he smiled slightly and stepped onto the platform.

He then looked at the head referee: "Elder, is my second life-and-death match established"

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Life and Death Arena must have an elder present to confirm, otherwise it cannot be considered valid.

The Chief Justice nodded. "Naturally."

"The trash is quite strict, but it doesn't matter, you're dead anyway," Luo said with a ferocious smile.

Fang Chen remained silent, only staring at him calmly.

The elder arbiter said, “Since both parties have no objections, this battle will be a life-or-death duel. Life and death are at stake. No matter who dies or gets injured, they will not receive any punishment from the sect.”

"Formation activated, life and death arena! Begin!"

As soon as the voice fell, the referee elder stepped down.

At the same time, the arena formation was activated, locking the two of them within the ring.

Neither of them could escape, and no one outside could interfere with the rescue.

This is the Life and Death Stage of the Tiān Yǔ Divine Sect!

Luo Ao held a black long sword in his hand! The aura of the peak of the Gathering Spirit Realm burst out!

Today, I'll show you the power of a genius. It's an honor for trash like you to die at my hands.

In the midst of their conversation! He brandished his black sword! Instantly, a cloud of black mist rose from West Zhou and enveloped him!

Meanwhile, a black mist gradually spreads! It covers the entire ring!

"It's Luo Ao senior brother's black mist covering the sky!"

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