Great Sword Master

(The fourth update is here, Liudao continues to write)

There are three major forces in Huntian City: Huntian Daoyuan, the Colosseum, and the Ye Family!

Huntian Daoyuan belongs to the top ten Huntian Sect in the East Wilderness, and the Ye Family is the first family in Daxia. The origin of the Colosseum is mysterious.

Chen Feng and Li Xinyue came together and found a deacon through the Colosseum waiter.

"Welcome, both of you. I wonder why you are looking for me?" The deacon was a middle-aged man with a square face, and asked in a gentle tone.

"I am here to fight beasts." Chen Feng responded directly.

"Oh, then do you know the rules of my Colosseum?" The square-faced deacon asked back, and when Chen Feng shook his head, he continued to explain: "In our Colosseum, you need to pay ten taels of silver first, and then verify your cultivation. You can choose to hide your identity or not. In addition, you can get ten taels of silver for each victory in the fight. If you lose, you can escape. If you can't escape, you will... die!"

"Only ten taels?" Chen Feng was a little disappointed.

Winning a match costs 10 taels, so I need 300 taels of silver. Doesn't that mean I have to win 30 matches?

"We can also choose special beast fights in our arena." The square-faced deacon understood Chen Feng's meaning and smiled: "Normal beast fights are one-on-one at the same level. Special beast fights can be one-on-many at the same level. The silver for winning increases gradually. In addition, you can also choose a one-on-one challenge against a higher level. If you win, you can get 100 taels of silver. However, if you win each beast fight, you can only do it once."

"Which beast fight do you want to do?"

Chen Feng said to Li Xinyue embarrassedly: "Teacher, can you lend me 10 taels of silver first?"

Li Xinyue did not hesitate at all and immediately took out 10 taels of silver and handed it to Chen Feng.

"I want a one-on-one beast fight against a higher level." Chen Feng said to the square-faced deacon.

"Yes." The square-faced deacon had no objection.

"Chen Feng..." Li Xinyue's face changed and she spoke quickly. Chen Feng gave her a reassuring look. Everything came from the confidence in his own swordsmanship and body skills.

After paying ten taels of silver and testing his cultivation, Chen Feng changed into a gray cloth and put on a dark silver mask to hide his identity. He stayed in a secret room to familiarize himself with the Bailian Sword that Li Xinyue had temporarily lent him, waiting for notification.

About half an hour later.

"Wuhui Swordsman, it's your turn." The door to the secret room was opened, and a deep voice came in.

Chen Feng's closed eyes suddenly opened, and a brilliant light pierced through the darkness of the secret room.

Wuhui Swordsman!

This is the code name Chen Feng gave himself. Since he wore a mask to hide his identity, he naturally couldn't use his real name.

Its meaning... The sword will never return, and there will be no regrets in life!

"Now, please welcome the newcomer Wuhui Swordsman to the stage." A high-pitched voice seemed to come from all directions, suppressing all the noise and echoing in the Colosseum: "Wuhui Swordsman is a sixth-level body forging cultivation, and he will fight against beasts of higher levels."

"Fighting against beasts of higher levels!"

"Sixth-level body forging means challenging a level 7 monster."

"Fighting against beasts of higher levels, without sufficient strength, you can only be torn apart by monsters and become their blood food."

For a moment, thousands of spectators around the Colosseum were excited and their voices surged like a raging tide. The feeling of being the center of attention made Chen Feng tense all over.

Standing in the open space in the middle of the Colosseum, Chen Feng took a deep breath, his mood gradually calmed down, but his sharp and powerful strength was activated, ready to burst out at any time.

"Roar..."

A vigorous, violent and ferocious roar rolled and shook.

Chen Feng's scalp tingled, and his eyes trembled slightly under the mask, reflecting a two-meter-tall tiger with black stripes on a gray background. The tiger's eyes were cold and cruel, and the slightly opened tiger's mouth kept dripping with turbid saliva. The dull sound like thunder rolled out from the throat one after another.

"Iron Bone Tiger!"

"A hungry Iron Bone Tiger, Wuhui Swordsman is finished."

As we all know, hungry monsters are more aggressive because they want to eat.

The cold and fierce eyes of the Iron Bone Tiger reflected Chen Feng's figure, followed by a thunderous roar that exploded in all directions again. The extremely strong limbs stepped on the ground, and the huge and burly body immediately rushed over to kill.

The unprecedented rolling evil spirit swept over, and Chen Feng couldn't help but feel his scalp tingling and his heart beating wildly.

The charm of the Creation Divine Scroll in his mind made Chen Feng calm and composed, his eyes were focused, and his hand pressed on the hilt of the sword, and the sword could be unsheathed at any time.

The Iron Bone Tiger came roaring with a gust of wind, leaping several meters with its burly body, and swooped down at Chen Feng without mercy.

With the weight of one or two thousand pounds of the Iron Bone Tiger falling from a height of several meters, coupled with its own extremely strong power, it was enough to smash the thousand-pound rock.

Almost everyone showed excitement.

It seemed that in the next breath, they would see the bloody scene of the thin body of the Wuhui Swordsman being torn apart by the claws of the Iron Bone Tiger.

Boom!

A dull and extremely harsh sound exploded, the rock floor exploded, and Chen Feng's figure also collapsed in an instant.

A sudden change occurred.

There was a sharp sword sound, and a ray of sword light suddenly appeared. In the blink of an eye, it turned into five sword shadows and blatantly killed the Iron Bone Tiger, swift as the wind, and extremely sharp and piercing through everything.

The Iron Bone Tiger reacted extremely quickly, but was also pierced by the sharp sword. Under the severe pain, the Iron Bone Tiger's tail fiercely slammed towards Chen Feng, with a force of a thousand pounds, sweeping everything away.

Chen Feng's expression remained unchanged. He used the Nine Shadows Phantom Body, leaving behind a phantom that was shattered by the Iron Bone Tiger's tail.

He appeared on the other side with great agility and struck out again.

Five Wind Shadow Swords!

Five more wounds were stabbed on the Iron Bone Tiger's body, and blood flowed.

The monster's physique is far superior to that of a warrior, and its vitality is extremely strong. After being repeatedly injured, the Iron Bone Tiger not only did not fall, but was completely aroused. It roared continuously, its claws violently tore around, and its tail swept wildly, smashing the rock floor one after another.

Chen Feng continued to use his body skills, and several phantoms surrounded him, cruising freely, constantly avoiding the Iron Bone Tiger's violent counterattacks, watching the audience on the stage hold their breath, subconsciously clenching their fists, tense all over, and flushed with excitement.

"Die!"

Chen Feng seized the opportunity and his phantom flashed, and a sword broke through the air, instantly piercing into the Iron Bone Tiger's eyes, directly piercing the brain, and immediately drew the sword to avoid the Iron Bone Tiger's claws counterattack, and flew back in an instant.

The brain was pierced by the sharp sword, and the Iron Bone Tiger struggled to death and destroyed it wantonly for more than ten breaths before its burly body fell down.

Chen Feng exhaled a long breath.

The first battle against the monster above the level... won!

"The monster is really scary!" Staring at the burly body of the Iron Bone Tiger and feeling the remaining terrifying and fierce aura, Chen Feng's heart was awed: "In this battle, if I hadn't practiced the Nine Shadows Phantom Body by chance and used the Bailian Sword taught by the teacher, it would be difficult to hurt the Iron Bone Tiger with just the Wind Shadow Sword Technique, let alone win."

The monster's physique was so strong that it was completely unexpected.

My sword was only at the tenth level of refinement, and it was difficult to cause effective damage to a monster like the Iron Bone Tiger.

If it were a warrior who had been stabbed with more than twenty blood holes by his sharp sword, he would have died long ago, not to mention that he could still struggle and fight back for more than ten breaths after being pierced through the brain.

But then again, warriors are actually not bad, and compared with monsters, each has its own advantages.

"The higher the warrior's cultivation, the more martial arts he will master, and the stronger his strength will be."

Chen Feng couldn't help but secretly warn himself that he must never underestimate any opponent, whether it is a human or a monster.

"Win!"

"The Swordsman Wuhui actually surpassed his level and killed the Iron Bone Tiger..."

"Genius, a true genius!"

Cheers continued like a tidal wave.

Li Xinyue was deeply shocked.

Soon, someone came up to move the body of the Iron Bone Tiger away, and one of them walked towards Chen Feng and whispered.

"Swordsman Wuhui, congratulations on your victory." The people in the Colosseum smiled.

"Thank you, I want to fight the second one." Chen Feng said immediately.

The people in the Colosseum were shocked when they heard this.