Kryptonian fate deduction, invincibility starts from killing monsters

The Demon race's life-and-death arena doesn't restrict participants by race.

Logically speaking, the Demon race is certainly allowed to participate.

The hatred between the Demon and the Monster races isn't small either.

However, within the Demon race, the rules of the life-and-death arena override everything else.

Therefore, even if their mortal enemies, the Monster race, participate, they won't resort to tricks.

If they can win in the life-and-death arena, they can completely take away the rewards!

Even in the Demon race's past history, there have been instances of Monster races winning all battles and becoming the ultimate victor.

But generally speaking, the Monster races that actually come to participate in the Demon race's life-and-death arena are still in the minority.

In the arena, the Demon race won't resort to tricks.

But once you're off the arena, there will be more than one Demon targeting you.

Therefore, the Monster races that dare to participate in the Demon race's life-and-death arena are basically extremely confident in their own strength, believing they can easily win in battle and leave unscathed.

Sure enough, after hearing the name Qian Tu, the others in the audience instantly gasped and began to discuss.

"Qian Tu of the Monster race... Is it that guy?"

"It shouldn't be wrong, besides that guy's descendant, which Monster race dares to participate in the life-and-death arena?"

"A descendant of the Blood Mantis Demon Lord... I heard that the Blood Mantis Demon Lord defeated all enemies back then and obtained the ultimate victory in the Demon race's life-and-death arena?"

"Hey, it's more than that. That person even challenged a Demon race elder by name in the end, and brutally killed that elder in front of all the Demons!"

"Hiss... So terrifying? Then this junior of his..."

"Qian Tu is a survivor of countless battles among the Blood Mantis Demon Lord's countless descendants, with a Fusion Realm cultivation, but I heard that he recently crossed realms to kill a Saint realm expert of the Golden Body race!"

"A Saint realm expert of the Golden Body race?!?!"

Cross-realm kills have always been the exclusive domain of those Heaven's Chosen from major clans.

But now, this person in front of them actually crossed realms to kill a Saint realm expert of the Golden Body race...

That's not just any ordinary Saint, but a Saint of the Golden Body race who has cultivated top-tier cultivation techniques and martial arts, with a foundation built to near perfection!

At this moment, almost all the spectators grabbed all the Spirit Gathering Pearls they had on them and ran to place bets.

Are you kidding me!

On one side is a Human race they've never even heard of, and on the other side is the descendant of a renowned Monster race Venerable.

Which side will win? Is there any suspense?

Obviously, that Qian Tu also thought so.

With a thin figure and blood-red skin, he walked onto the arena carrying a pair of curved sabers on his back, even yawning somewhat boredly.

"Let's finish this quickly!"

"I heard that a Saint realm Heaven's Chosen of the Holy Feather race has recently come nearby, and I'm in a hurry to kill him."

He glanced at Shen Lin and said casually, "Kid, just blame yourself for being unlucky and running into me."

In his eyes, this little Human race guy, whether it's his aura or the killing intent on his body, can't pose any threat to him at all.

Shen Lin walked onto the stage and replied with a light smile, "Indeed, that's what I think too."

As he spoke, he spread his legs and stood in a horse stance, placing his right fist on his waist.

Seeing his posture, Qian Tu instantly burst out laughing.

"Hahaha, you this... who taught you this kind of fist technique? It's killing me with laughter!!!"

He seemed to have seen a great joke, laughing so hard that he couldn't even stand up straight.

The surrounding spectators on the stage also burst out laughing at Shen Lin's rigid movements.

"Damn, this rigid posture reminds me of when I was five years old and just started learning martial arts."

"Haha, if you could do that standardly when you were five years old, wouldn't you be the number one genius in a dozen miles?"

"No, which fool's family sent him here to make a fool of himself?"

Countless jeers entered his ears, but Shen Lin's expression didn't change in the slightest.

The referee on the side was, after all, experienced and knowledgeable, and didn't lose his composure too much at Shen Lin's performance.

He just froze slightly, then slowly raised his hand, preparing to shout 'Start'.

Seeing this, Qian Tu on the opposite side barely managed to stand up straight, not even preparing to draw the twin blades on his back.

"Forget it, forget it, this is your fate, I'll send you to be reincarnated."

"In the next life, don't be so foolish."

Just as he finished shaking his head and saying these words, the referee's right hand fell directly.

"Start!"

Boom!

Almost at the same time as his voice fell, Shen Lin threw a punch.

The violent roar instantly swept through the entire arena.

The protective barrier specially set up by the Ink Scorpion race, which had not been damaged in the slightest after countless battles, was torn apart like paper at this moment.

The scattered power even broke all the protective barriers of the surrounding arenas.

The huge arena built by the Ink Scorpion race with numerous resources also trembled violently at this moment.

The explosion echoed in the arena for a long time before slowly subsiding.

The arena was silent.

Everyone, whether it was the audience on the stage or the cultivators who were fighting in other arenas, stopped everything in their hands and stared blankly at Shen Lin's side.

"Huff ~"

Shen Lin retracted his fist and slowly stood up straight.

He had quite a few martial arts techniques related to fist techniques, and he could even go to the Myriad Treasures Pavilion to exchange for one or two Venerable Realm fist techniques.

But a mere life-and-death arena of the Demon race, with participants at most in the Saint Realm.

There was no need for him to deliberately learn another fist technique for the sake of disguise.

Relying on the majestic spiritual power provided by the Heaven Burning Sea Boiling Art, the Mountain Tilting Fist, a fist technique he learned back in Great Wei, was already enough to cope with the current stage.

As for later, if he encounters some difficult opponents...

Then he would use the means of the Heaven Burning Sea Boiling Art.

Even without using the Tyrant Blade sword technique, Shen Lin was almost unmatched in the Saint Realm.

He looked at the stunned referee on the side and frowned, "Aren't you going to announce the result?"

Hearing these words, the referee finally reacted.

Looking at the scene opposite Shen Lin, where only a pair of boots remained in place, he couldn't help but swallow his saliva and stammered, "Human... Human Liu Hong... Wins!!!"

At this time, the others reacted.

"No, what just happened? Where's Qian Tu?"

"Forget Qian Tu, he only has that pair of boots stuck on the ground left!"

"My goodness... Killed with one punch! What is this person's background?!?!"

"Mountain Splitter Fist Liu Hong... When did the Human race produce such a terrifying Heaven's Chosen?"

"Mountain Splitter Fist, terrifying beyond compare!!!"

For a time, the entire arena was in an uproar.