Three days later, the Tianpeng Arena opened, and countless wealthy nobles were happily riding in luxury vehicles and coming to the field to greet each other.

It's like watching horse racing or fighting dogs.

This battle of life and death is an opportunity for fourth-class untouchables to make a name for themselves, but for first-class clans and second-class nobles, it is a platform for leisure and fun and communication with each other.

Everyone gets what they want, but their efforts vary greatly.

As for third-class civilians, they generally do not participate in such cruel events. After all, even if they are champions, the most important prize is the ID card of a third-class civilian.

Third-class civilians already have this identity, so why bother to take risks again?

Of course, there are also some third-class civilians who want to win the favor of nobles and clans and show themselves, and will risk participating in such competitions.

But most people are still spectators.

But they were not qualified to sit in the arena to watch it, but they were just watching the live broadcast in the central square of Wujiabao, facing the magic weapon spirit crystal screen.

He looked excitedly at the fourth-class untouchables who were killing each other and cheering for the greatness of the nobles and clans, but never thought that he was not much nobler than the fourth-class untouchables, just like a walking corpse.

Let’s see how brilliant that light is today.”

Sima Changfeng walked down from the vast frame with Hongmei's hand, greeting the nobles around him politely and murmured.

Hongmei, who was standing beside her, giggled and said: He shouldn't lose in the first round. I heard that there are many monster-level existences from the lower realm in this Tianpeng ring competition."

Then it depends on whether he has the ability to swallow all these monsters. If he fails, I will pretend that I will go back and wash your feet."

Puff, are you serious?"

A gentleman's words are as good as hell."

OK, I'll wait for our smart and wise Lord Sima to go back and serve me to wash my feet, hehehe!" Hongmei blinked mischievously and went in with Sima Changfeng.

The other nobles and clans also entered the venue one after another. In a short while, the entire Tianpeng ring competition was filled with people.

This is a huge building complex like the ancient Colosseum, surrounded by private rooms for nobles and clans to watch, densely packed and lined up.

There is a wide ring in the middle, and all contestants are divided into two groups, facing each other, regardless of life or death, and the winner is determined in one game until the last person is the winner.

After the Wan family sat in their private room, they stared at the group of untouchables below, especially Yang Feng, who looked indifferent from beginning to end, all his face turned gloomy.

It was this little brat that made their family lose face in the entire aristocratic circle.

And the young lady of Wanjia was so angry that she gritted her teeth and said to the butler beside her: Have you arranged it all?"

Don't worry, Miss, the little one has taken care of. The first game is the battle between the Demon Gyro and the stinky brat, and he will be killed without a complete body."

very good!"

As soon as the corners of his mouth curled up, Miss Wanjia was about to jump up excitedly.

At this time, a loud shout suddenly sounded, and a man in brocade uniform walked to the ring and bowed respectfully to the surrounding people: Welcome all clans and nobles to visit the battle scene of this Tianpeng ring match. I am the commentator of this ring match, Zhao Sanyuan. I promise that the battle in this ring match will be more exciting and passionate than in previous sessions and will not disappoint everyone."

and……"

As he said that, the platform raised high not far from Zhao Sanyuan's finger was placed on it, and there were three objects on it: Our championship prize this time is also very generous. In addition to providing the winner with the identity of a third-class civilian like in the past, there is also a second-grade high-level martial arts or spiritual techniques, each of which is selected."

What, second-grade high-end?

His body shook, and the contestants were all boiling, their eyes full of green light, staring at the prizes on the platform.

You should know that in this spiritual world, as an ascenator in the lower realm, it is already very difficult to obtain a skill. It is already thankful that those who can obtain one level of each level.

In the past, the champions of Tianpeng Arena were given a set of one-grade martial arts.

But I never expected that this time the prize was upgraded and became a second-grade high-level.

Such attractiveness is not only the players on the field, but even the third-class civilians who watched the live broadcast in the outdoor square were still looking green.

If I had known the prize was so generous this time, I should have signed up.

This second-grade exercise is enough to make you sacrifice your life and try your best.

Kuang Tianwei also looked up at the big screen above his head in the square, and his whole body was trembling excitedly. Why didn’t I encounter such a good opportunity back then?

If I had known that this time the prize was a second-grade high-level martial art, I would also like to sign up.

Only Yang Feng looked left and right, and curled his lips with contempt.

A group of people who have never seen the world, a mere second-grade martial arts, will make you excited like this? I don’t care about the unreliable things.

With his head raised, Yang Feng looked at a large number of high-level martial arts in his system that had not been unlocked. He suddenly looked like a billionaire traveling to a slum, and his whole body was filled with superiority.

That's right, Yang Feng doesn't care about martial arts at all, because he has many peerless martial arts hidden in his system, and he has them of all levels. He just needs to unlock them after he gets the experience value.

It’s not a good or bad way to see a set of exercises like others. It doesn’t matter whether it’s good or bad or not. It’s like a dog who sees a bone and can’t walk anymore.

Sima Changfeng was in the top private room, watching all this, and nodding in his heart.

He is indeed the man he likes. He is still ashamed of the second-grade spiritual martial arts that make everyone crazy and rush to him. He is indeed a strange man with lofty ambitions and not bends for small profits.

Hongmei, look at the boy's calm eyes, how outstanding he is. Hehe, I won't miss you, you lose."

Lord Sima, don't talk too early. I think that kid is just stunned. Besides, there seems to be another person besides him who doesn't bow down to these five dou of rice."

There is one more person? Who?"

Oh, the one wearing a gray cloak!”

Hongmei pointed, Sima Changfeng looked along her jade fingers, and saw that among the group of contestants, there was a young man with a cold expression, just like Yang Feng, with a calm and comfortable look.

Even Yang Feng's eyes were a little arrogant, but that person's eyes were as pure as a lake, without any turbulence from beginning to end. He had clearly reached the state of unity between man and nature, forgetting both things and self.
Chapter completed!