Peerless God Lord

In the early morning, the morning sun rose, and thousands of rays of light poured over the entire imperial city.

Su Mo, dressed in black, walked out of Luo Mansion with Luo Qianfan and headed towards the Sihai Arena.

The Sihai Arena, whose full name is the Sihai Martial Arts Arena, is located in the north of the city. The two of them walked for about half an hour before arriving at their destination.

Outside the martial arts arena, there is a wall that is more than a hundred meters high. The wall is so long that you can't see the end at a glance.

The walls of this fighting arena are taller and towering than the walls of Linyang City.

To enter the Sihai Martial Arts Arena, you need to pay an expensive fee, up to ten low-grade spiritual stones per person.

Luo Qianfan handed over twenty spiritual stones and took Su Mo into the martial arts arena.

When Su Mo walked into the fighting arena and saw the scene clearly, he couldn't help but take a breath!

This is the real competition arena!

I saw that the martial arts arena was divided into nine areas, with nine huge arenas. Each arena was five to six hundred meters in diameter and more than ten meters high.

Around each ring, there is a ring of stands, like huge funnels, extending upward.

Each stand has dozens of rows of seats, enough to accommodate 10,000 people.

Nine arenas and nine stands can accommodate 90,000 people watching the arena competition at the same time.

At this moment, there were warriors fighting on almost every battlefield, and a large number of people were watching from every stand.

The noise is deafening!

"What an impressive martial arts arena!"

Su Mo praised.

"Yes! Fight here, everyone is watching!"

Luo Qianfan chuckled and said, "Su Mo, are you at the fifth level of the Spiritual Martial Realm? Let's go to the fifth area to stand!"

Su Mo nodded, and then they arrived at the fifth area.

The Sihai Martial Arts Arena has nine areas and nine arenas, corresponding to the first to ninth levels of the Spiritual Martial Realm.

Here, only battles at the Spiritual Martial Realm level are accepted.

"Brother Luo, I didn't expect you to come to the martial arts arena too!"

At this moment, a chuckle came from one side.

Su Mo turned around and saw two young men walking over.

These two people are a man and a woman. The man has a handsome face and is wearing a brocade robe, holding a jade tree in the wind.

The woman's skin is like cream, her face is like white jade, and her eyebrows are as light as autumn water. She is also a rare beauty.

"Haha! Brother Hong, Miss Qingjue, you are actually so excited to come to the martial arts arena!"

Luo Qianfan was obviously very familiar with the other party and said with a smile.

"Haha! I feel itchy for a while, so come to the martial arts arena to see if there is any suitable opponent!"

The handsome young man smiled proudly.

Luo Qianfan looked at Su Mo beside him and said, "Su Mo, let me introduce to you. These two are Brother Hong Teng Yun Hong and Miss Qing Jue. They are both direct descendants of the Hong and Qing families of the Imperial City. Brother Hong is a disciple of Lieyang Sect, and Miss Qingjue is a disciple of Tianjian Sect!"

After Luo Qianfan introduced Su Mo, he pointed at Su Mo and said to the two handsome young men, "This is Su Mo, my fellow disciple on Fengling Island!"

"You two, nice to meet you!"

When Su Mo heard this, he smiled and cupped his fists at the two of them.

"Um!"

The handsome young man Hong Tengyun's face turned cold and he nodded expressionlessly, showing no intention of talking to Su Mo.

And the beautiful woman Qing Jue was even more precious. She looked at Su Mo with disdain on her face.

At this time, both of them felt a little unhappy.

Logically speaking, Luo Qianfan should introduce Su Mo to them first, instead of introducing them to Su Mo first.

When Luo Qianfan introduced him like this, he obviously paid more attention to Su Mo and did not take the two of them seriously.

Seeing the cold expressions on their faces, Su Mo put down his hands and his expression turned cold.

He won't use his hot face to stick to other people's cold buttocks.

"Haha! Let's go sit on the stage first!"

Seeing the awkward situation, Luo Qianfan said with a smile.

Immediately, the four people sat down in a stand.

At this moment, another person stepped onto the central platform.

This man is a middle-aged man in his thirties or forties, with a pure and powerful aura, and his cultivation has reached the peak of the fifth level of the Spiritual Martial Realm.

"I am Ding Peng, the elder of Ding's family in Mingyu City. Who would like to come on stage and give me advice?"

The middle-aged man looked around and said loudly.

In the stands, Hong Tengyun sneered and said disdainfully: "The Ding family of Mingyu City? It's just a fifth-rate small family! It's good that this person can win three games in a row!"

Su Mo was speechless when he heard this. Hong Tengyun actually judged the opponent's strength based on the strength of his family!

"This person is very strong and should be able to win more than five games in a row!"

Su Mo shook his head and said.

When Hong Tengyun heard this, a trace of anger flashed in his eyes.

He had just said that Ding Peng could only win three games in a row at most. Su Mo refuted his words and said that Ding Peng could win more than five games.

Isn't this a slap in the face?

Hong Tengyun's eyes turned, and then a smile appeared on his lips. He looked at Su Mo and said, "Su Mo, right? Since you think Ding Peng can win more than five games in a row, how about we each bet on a hundred low-grade spiritual stones!" "

In the Sihai Martial Arts Arena, you can not only fight, but people who watch the battle can also place bets.

Hong Tengyun opened his mouth with a hundred low-grade spiritual stones, which was quite a feat.

You know, one low-grade spiritual stone is worth two thousand taels of gold. If one hundred low-grade spiritual stones are exchanged for gold, it will be two hundred thousand taels.

Two hundred thousand taels of gold is definitely a huge amount of wealth for an intermediate martial artist in the Lingwu Realm.

Su Mo shook his head secretly, Hong Tengyun actually got into a fight with him!

However, it was just a gambling fight, so Su Mo didn't care. However, he no longer had the spirit stone in his hand!

He still has a lot of golden tickets in his hand.

"Luo Qianfan, can I bet with golden tickets here?"

Su Mo turned around and asked Luo Qianfan.

"Spiritual stones and golden tickets are both fine!"

Luo Qianfan nodded.

"Um!"

Immediately, Su Mo and Hong Tengyun went to the betting place at the bottom of the stand and each placed their own bets.

Hong Tengyun won three games, and Su Mo won five!

The betting rules of the Sihai Martial Arts Arena are to determine how many matches the selected warrior can win.

However, the chance of hitting this bet is relatively low, so the odds are 1 to 3.

Su Mo didn't intend to win this bet, it was just for fun. After all, he didn't know much about the combat prowess of some warriors in the martial arts arena.

After placing the bets, the two returned to the stands to watch the game.

Not long after, the first warrior to challenge Ding Peng came on stage.

This is a young man in his twenties. His cultivation is only at the middle level of the fifth level of the Spiritual Martial Realm, but his aura is not weak either.

"Get down!"

Ding Peng shouted loudly and punched out, his fist roaring into the void.

boom!

With one move, just one move, Ding Peng knocked the young man off the battlefield.

First win!

After a while, someone continued to challenge Ding Peng, and the second game began.

Ding Peng's strength is indeed strong. He has mastered a set of boxing skills and won consecutive battles.

Second win!

The third win!

Fourth win!

When Ding Peng won four games in a row, Hong Tengyun's face turned ugly because he had already lost.

For him, losing the bet was a small matter, but losing face in front of Su Mo was a big deal.

Hong Tengyun's lips curled up with a hint of ridicule when he thought that Su Mo had defeated Ding Peng for five consecutive games.

"I won't let you win!"

Hong Tengyun secretly thought that he had already lost and of course he could not let Su Mo win.

"I'll go play with him!"

Hong Tengyun stood up, took one step forward, and rushed towards the fighting platform.

Hong Tengyun wants to take action personally to end Ding Peng's winning streak! ***3***6***9***

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