Mortal Bones

"Lord Red Lion."

As soon as Ghost King Red Lion finished speaking, Wu Tuba walked to the center of the ruined temple hall amidst the panic of the refugees.

"According to your rules, as the person guarding this competition, Utuba is qualified to set a rule for the competition."

Wutuba grinned and looked at Xu Taiping.

Xu Taiping's scalp felt a little numb after being looked at.

"Sir, this Red Lion Ghost King is one of the ten evil ghosts in ghost legends. Wu Tuba must be trying to use his power to remove the black scale armor from your body."

Gu Qingcheng, who was already standing beside Xu Taiping, reminded Xu Taiping in a low voice.

Xu Taiping nodded silently.

"Can."

At this time, the voice of Ghost King Red Lion sounded coldly above the bloody prison again.

Upon hearing this, Nawutuba immediately crossed his arms, looked directly at Xu Taiping and said:

"I would like to ask Master Red Lion to set the rules. In this trapped beast fighting competition, all the disciples of Guifang are not allowed to use the power of ghosts and gods, and all the refugees from Ningyuan Kingdom are not allowed to use magic weapons."

"We must use this flesh and blood body to compete!"

Hearing this, the homeless people who were already panic-stricken suddenly went into an uproar.

"That's not fair!"

"Yes, that's not fair!"

A few refugees plucked up the courage to shout.

What surprised Xu Taiping was that the ghost king Red Lion actually responded to the requests of the refugees——

"You, Wutuba, cannot use the power of ghosts and gods or magic weapons, otherwise this rule will be invalid."

Upon hearing this, Nawutuba did not argue, but raised the corners of his mouth and bowed his hands and said:

"Utuba, follow your orders."

Judging from Wu Tuba's expression at this moment, he seemed not surprised by the decision of Ghost King Red Lion.

When the refugees heard that Wu Tuba, like them, was not allowed to use the power of ghosts and gods, or use magic weapons, all of them looked happy.

Because the biggest gap between the cultivators of Ningyuan Kingdom and the ghost cultivators of Guifang is the power to control ghosts and various ghost soldiers. If they really compete in physical fitness and martial arts, they actually have an advantage.

Just when Xu Taiping was a little confused as to why the Red Lion Ghost King would accept the request of a group of refugees, Gu Qingcheng explained to him through a message as if he had read through his mind:

"Sir, this is not because the ghost king Red Lion is merciful, but because these ghosts and gods on the ghost side, like us monks, must abide by the laws of heaven."

"What law?" Xu Taiping.

"All things are defective. When they are most prosperous, they will decline. When the sun is at noon, it will move. When the moon is full, it will be depleted. There are defects in the way of heaven. If there is no time, it will be destroyed."

Gu Qingcheng replied.

Hearing Gu Qingcheng's answer, Xu Taiping's heart trembled.

Because at the Golden Scale Society, Senior Sword Demon had said exactly the same thing to him when he was helping him understand the Sword Realm.

"Therefore, no matter how powerful the ghost's power is, it cannot only be beneficial to the ghost cultivator who uses the power to control ghosts. It must leave a way for its opponent to survive."

Xu Taiping murmured with a look of astonishment on his face.

He always felt that there seemed to be some deep meaning behind this coincidence, but he couldn't fully figure it out for a while.

"Heliansu, it's still too late to regret it now."

At this time, Nawu Tuba suddenly looked at Xu Taiping with a smile.

Xu Taiping said nothing, still just looking at him quietly.

He didn't know much about Heliansu, so choosing silence at this time was naturally the most appropriate thing to do.

"Shua!..."

At this moment, a long bloody whip appeared out of thin air above the blood cage, tied up a refugee, and then threw it into the center of the ruined temple hall.

Then, the voice of the Red Lion Ghost King sounded again——

"From now on, if there is no one who takes the initiative to challenge, I will choose the challenger."

"The first competition begins."

Different from the previous voices, when the Red Lion Ghost King said this, there was obviously a bit of excitement and joking in his tone.

"This Red Lion Ghost King seems to be very interested in the fights between others."

Xu Taiping frowned and murmured.

"That's right."

Gu Qingcheng on the side nodded and said:

"My eldest brother once said that the Red Lion Ghost King once built a gladiatorial arena in Guifang during his lifetime, where he gathered all the masters from Guifang to fight to the death all day long for fun."

"It seems that these ghost kings in the ghost side were all crazy demons during their lifetimes."

Xu Taiping looked at Wu Tuba standing in the center of the hall, his expression became very solemn.

According to the current situation, his battle with Nautuba was inevitable.

"Heliansu, although Lord Red Lion didn't pick you this time, you won't be so lucky next time."

Wutuba didn't even look at the refugee in front of him. He still looked directly at Xu Taiping, obviously not paying attention to the refugee.

"boom!"

And when Nawu Tuba was shouting to Xu Taiping, the refugee dragged over by the Red Lion Ghost King felt that the time had come, and without hesitation mobilized all his energy, blood and true energy, and punched Na Wutuba. passed.

"Uh-huh!"

What shocked everyone was that at such a close distance and at such a favorable opportunity, Nawu Tuba easily dodged the fist thrown by the refugee.

The refugee punched everything in the air.

Almost at the same time as he was dodging the refugee, Utuba slashed straight towards the refugee with a "whoosh" sound and a sound of breaking wind.

"Crack!"

The refugee from Ningyuan had actually reacted, but his raised arms were easily chopped off by Wu Tuba's sword like two dead branches.

"Uh-huh!"

Amidst the harsh sound of the wind, Wu Tuba's palm knife cut from the refugee's neck to his lower abdomen, cutting his entire body into two diagonally.

The shot was extremely weak.

However, in the eyes of Xu Taiping and others, what surprised them more than the cruelty of his methods was Utuba's physical strength.

"The palm strike that Wu Tuba made just now didn't use any true energy. It relied entirely on the tenacity of the body and the strong blood. This is at least the body of the Martial Saint Realm, right?"

Zhai Mo used the Qinglong Ling to transmit to everyone with a shocked look on his face.

"With just a single stroke of the sword, he can reach the strength of the Martial Saint Realm. This shows that Wu Tuba's true martial arts strength may still be above the Martial Saint Realm."

Mr. Zhang responded with a somewhat heavy tone.

"Sir, please let Brother Zhai Mo and I test Nawu Tuba for you first?"

Gongshu Nanxing suggested to Xu Taiping at this time.

"Yes, sir, Nan Xing and I can take the initiative to play. This will prevent the Red Lion Ghost King from selecting you in advance."

Zhai Mo agreed.

"no."

Xu Taiping rejected the two proposals.

This battle between trapped beasts is not an ordinary competition, and Wu Tuba is not an ordinary opponent. If the two of them make a mistake, they will definitely lose their lives.

"I'll do the next one."

He told the crowd very forcefully.

"But Young Master, you know nothing about Utuba, so you just come on stage so rashly, I'm afraid it's going to be dangerous!"

Zhai Mo was very worried.

"If I am better than others, I will never lose in a competition of physical strength, martial arts, and blood and true energy!"

The reason why Xu Taiping spoke so toughly was not because he was conceited, but because he wanted to prevent Nan Xing and others from worrying.

In fact, if he, who has the strongest qi, blood, and true energy among the people, and is also the strongest in martial arts, cannot win this competition, Nan Xing and others will die if they go on the field.

Regarding the discussion between several people, Gu Qingcheng did not say a word from beginning to end and listened silently.

However, unlike Nan Xing and others who looked worried, Gu Qingcheng was very confident in Xu Taiping.

"Unless Wu Tuba's Qi-refining cultivation breaks through to the God-Refining Realm, and his martial arts cultivation breaks through to the Martial God Realm, there is no way that Young Master Rusty Lion will lose with his martial arts cultivation. After all, not everyone can achieve the ultimate goal of martial arts. "

Looking at Xu Taiping walking past him, Gu Qingcheng murmured to himself.

"Red Lion Ghost King, I, Seven Sages, Xiao Yu, will beg for my life from Wu Tuba today!"

Just when Xu Taiping was about to go on stage, something suddenly happened in the ruined temple. A slender young man suddenly shouted, then jumped up from the crowd of refugees and landed directly in the center of the hall.

"Seven Sages Town...Xiao Yu?"

When Xu Taiping and Gongshu Nanxing and others behind him heard this name, their faces all changed color.

"Sir... the young sheepherder we met in Qixian Town when we first entered Ningyuan Kingdom... seems to be called Xiao Yu, right?"

Gongshu Nanxing sent a message to Xu Taiping with a surprised look on his face.