Chapter 13
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“Hmm.”
“Interesting, really interesting,” Mo Xiao laughed and said, “In the morning, you were on the brink of death, and in the afternoon, you come to my Soul Devouring Hall to participate in the life-and-death arena.”
Mo Xiao then said, “The rules of the life-and-death arena are very simple. Step onto the arena, fight with martial artists of the same realm. For the first to third level of the realm, if you win a match, my Soul Devouring Hall will give you a hundred taels of silver. If you lose, that means you’re dead, and naturally, there will be no silver.”
Mo Xiao took out a token from the table, which was engraved with a number.
Number ninety-seven!
“This is Young Master Ye’s token. If you win the match, take the token to collect the silver. If you die, you don’t have to worry about it.”
Ye Wushuang took the token, hung it on his waist, and casually asked, “I want to know how much money for winning a match at the fifth level of the realm?”
Upon hearing this, Mo Xiao was slightly stunned, and her eyes showed surprise.
“Interesting, really interesting!”
Mo Xiao looked at Ye Wushuang with a smile and said, “For the fifth level of the realm, winning a match is five hundred taels of silver!”
“In that case, arrange a life-and-death battle at the fifth level for me!” Ye Wushuang said directly, “Right now, I am at the fifth level of the Refining the Body Vessels.”
Mo Xiao’s eyes brightened and she said, “Alright.”
“Wait a minute.”
At this moment, Ye Wushuang spoke, “You don’t have a rule here that requires people to show their true faces, do you?”
“No.”
After Mo Xiao’s words fell, Ye Wushuang also picked up the mask he had prepared, put it on his face, and said calmly, “I’ve heard that the Soul Devouring Hall is very strict about rules. I believe Miss Mo Xiao won’t casually reveal my identity to others.”
“From now on, I am number ninety-seven, Mie Yun!”
Mo Xiao, as the person in charge of the Soul Devouring Hall, is naturally well-informed and knows about Ye Wushuang and the Yun family. At this moment, she also understood why Ye Wushuang wanted to hide his identity.
“Rest assured, I look forward to your performance!”
Mo Xiao said, swaying her slender waist, opened the door, and led Ye Wushuang to a fighting platform.
On the platform, two figures were fighting.
The rules of the life-and-death arena in the Soul Devouring Hall are very simple: killing the opponent means winning.
At this moment, the two people in the field are both at the fifth level of the Refining the Body Vessels.
One of them, using a broadsword, slashed out with a loud and fierce wind, his swordsmanship was thick and domineering.
The other was barehanded, with excellent boxing skills.
The competition between the two Refining the Body Vessels at the fifth level attracted a crowd, shouting loudly.
These people are not only spectators but also gamblers who have placed bets.
This is also the means by which the Soul Devouring Hall makes money through the life-and-death arena!
The winner of the competition between two martial artists of the same realm can get a reward from the Soul Devouring Hall, and the Soul Devouring Hall makes money by relying on these betting spectators.
The competition between the two people in the field has reached a white-hot stage, and the man using boxing skills is currently in the upper hand, punching out, which greatly hinders the momentum of the opponent’s blade, making it impossible to exert the real strength.
At the fifth level of the Refining the Body Vessels, the physical strength alone has the power of thirty-six oxen, and with the martial technique, the explosion is terrifying.
Ye Wushuang stood by and took a look, but didn’t say anything.
Mo Xiao stood by the arena with Ye Wushuang, approached Ye Wushuang, and said with a smile, “Young Master Ye… Mie Yun, who do you think will win?”
“The one with the knife!” Ye Wushuang said simply and directly.
“Oh? But right now, it seems that the one who is good at boxing seems to be in the upper hand…” Mo Xiao said with a smile, without saying anything more.
At this moment.
Boom…
Suddenly, the swordsman with the broadsword covered down and directly cut towards his opponent, but the man who used boxing skills sneered, already prepared, his fists combined and suddenly swung out.
Seeing the blade and the boxing energy about to collide, the swordsman’s hands suddenly had an extra force, and the speed was faster, and the blade fell faster, directly chopping on the opponent’s forehead.
A squelching sound suddenly sounded.
The man who used boxing skills had his head split open, blood splashed, and he fell on the arena with a thud.
Surroundings immediately filled with curses and cheers…
Mo Xiao also took a curious look at Ye Wushuang.
A Soul Devouring Hall warrior responsible for recording by the arena shouted loudly, “Number seventy-six, Lu Meng, wins!”
Lu Meng carried the big knife and walked down from the arena.
At this moment, Mo Xiao stepped onto this arena.
Looking at Mo Xiao’s slender figure, plump body, and charming aura, some people were even drooling.