Chapter 780 Sword Fence Duel, Like a Demon King (Two in One)
Three days passed in an instant.
The sword fence duel arena was already overcrowded.
There is no so-called live broadcast equipment here, and everything that happens in the duel field can only be seen by guests who have bought tickets.
Because this duel is extremely popular, everything from the VIP seats to the ordinary seats below has been sold out.
The dueling arena itself is modeled after a bullring and a dueling arena. The middle area is empty and the surrounding auditorium can accommodate up to 3,000 people.
It may seem like a small number, but in fact the duel arena is rarely full.
Located in a VIP room on the south side.
The princess looked at such a lively scene below and couldn't help but sigh: "Even when the Ace Duel Agent, who has won nine consecutive victories, is trying to win ten consecutive victories, the venue is only two-thirds full, right?"
The prince nodded and replied: "I remember the last time it was full, it needs to be traced back to more than ten years ago when Dion de Beaumont played."
The princess opened her fan to cover her lips. The lady smiled elegantly and said, "Indeed, if he comes on stage, who can resist curiosity?"
"Who is Dion?" Princess Sissi asked curiously. She was wearing a red dress today, which stood out even in the VIP room, like a warm red rose.
Princess Helen was wearing a calm blue dress. The twin sister sat quietly on a chair and replied: "Is it the famous sword fighter you are talking about?"
"Who is it?" Princess Sissi still doesn't remember. She is not very interested in history, and her sense of dueling is average. This time she came here to watch as a part of the fun, and at the same time she was curious to see what the dueling parties looked like.
Accompanying her in the same room was Cordelia, who had been invited to attend the appointment.
"Dion de Baumont... he once worked in the Roman tax department, and was later transferred to the Hunter Bureau by the emperor. He then went to other countries to engage in the secret service. At the age of thirty-five, he performed major meritorious services and received the Saint Cross, later encountered ostracism in the country and sought refuge in mid-winter."
"Although he is a knight, no one knows whether his gender is male or female...many people even started bets on this."
"After arriving in Midwinter, he became a professional dueling agent. If I remember correctly, he once set a record of being undefeated in seventeen consecutive duels."
"The saint remembers it very clearly, but the most interesting thing is not here..." The princess pursed her lips and smiled: "The interesting thing is that Dion was actually ordered by the Roman emperor to only wear women's clothes and was not allowed to change into men's clothes, so in the duel field He also played in a skirt - probably his most legendary battle was when he defeated St. George, known as the Dragon Slayer, wearing a skirt."
Princess Sissi's eyes widened: "So is he a man or a woman?"
"No one knows this. Since he has moved to the Fairy Country, maybe this will become an eternal mystery." The princess touched her eldest daughter's hair: "But I always think that skirts are not suitable for a duel."
"Speaking of which..." the prince added: "Knight Dion once served as the swordsmanship instructor of the Pendragon family. I wonder if his unique sword dance can be seen again here. If such exquisite swordsmanship cannot be passed down, It’s also a pity.”
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In the player lounge.
Marquis George repeated the same sentence: "Don't be nervous, just use your original strength."
The young man wearing dark red light armor said helplessly: "Godfather, you have repeated this sentence too many times. Who is so nervous?"
The Marquis rubbed his face, looked at his still trembling hands, and laughed at himself: "I am nervous, but also excited. If you win this duel, the reputation it will bring will be unprecedentedly huge. I am happy for you."
Lei Zan lowered his head and wiped the knight sword in his hand with a white cloth. In fact, he had never forgotten to maintain this sword. He did this before the duel just to calm down his mood. Every time he saw this sword being used When the sword is polished brightly and cleanly, his face will be reflected in the mirror, and he will feel calm.
"Speaking of which, who is my opponent?" Lei Zan asked.
The Marquis was stunned for a moment and asked, "You don't even know who your opponent is?"
"Well, I have been sitting at home meditating these past few days and not paying attention to the external disturbances." Lei Zan nodded sincerely and inferred without permission: "Throughout the midwinter, I have seen most of the Knights of the Round Table. Anyone who can be my opponent is either The Beer Belly Knight with the highest winning streak at the moment is either the Durian Knight who wins with strange weapons.”
Although the names are weird, these two knights are relatively well-known professional duelists.
Professionals make their living not only by talent, but also by the effectiveness of their programs.
The name should also be interesting to attract the curiosity of the audience.
The results of the public satisfaction survey show that everyone quite likes this kind of knight name, so tomatoes, onions, cucumbers, oranges... all kinds of fruit knights emerge in endlessly.
The Beer Belly Knight, as the name suggests, has a beer belly, and it’s very big; the Durian Knight, his appearance is nothing special, but he uses different weapons in every duel, and he’s pretty good at it... He’s even used a blood droplet, so you know he’s good at it. How much did it cost?
"None of them." The Marquis said, "Your opponent is the young master of Donghuang Group."
Rezan nodded calmly: "I understand."
"Is your reaction too indifferent?"
"Because it's similar to what I guessed. They are all opponents with no background. They can only respond to changes by staying the same." Pendragon's red dragon raised the sword in his hand: "I just hope that he is a person worthy of my all-out efforts." Go to the opponent."
Marquis George knew that he was nervous in vain. This boy was clearly in good condition and could not be better.
"You already have the air of a general at your age, which is very good." The Marquis said happily: "Then I won't say much more. Get ready, get ready to go to the duel field and pick up your own glory!"
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Another player lounge.
"It's just a duel, why do you need to put on makeup?" Bai Yu was pressed in front of the dressing mirror, and several stylists were busy around him: "I'm not a talent show for the palace."
"Appearance is also very important. If you are not from here and you are good-looking, it is inevitable that someone will follow your facial features."
Melusina was planning a trick: "You don't know how many of the audience in the duel this time are women and ladies. They look at people regardless of their strength, only their faces. If you are good-looking, they will look at you." I will support you, and usually men will not argue with women face to face. As long as you dress better, you can offset your opponent's considerable home field advantage..."
There is some truth in what he said.
Bai Yu had no choice but to suppress her temper and was manipulated by these stylists in various ways.
It took about thirty minutes to put on makeup, and a handsome and miserable face was reflected in the mirror.
...Is this still me?
Bai Yu seemed a little distracted at first glance, but then he realized something was wrong. Was there some kind of ecstasy drug on his face?
"Charming makeup." Melusina pressed Bai Yu's hand: "Don't rub it, it won't work if you rub it."
"Does this still have a charming effect?" Bai Yu was shocked: "I don't want to be Dimuludo!"
"It has no effect on men." Melusina shook her head and said: "But it can attract female viewers, and from a relatively long distance, at most they will think you are good-looking."
"Sister Shirley..."
"Um?"
"Why do I think it's just you who wants to see it?"
"Hmm~"
When Bai Yu saw her expression, he realized that he had guessed correctly.
"I'm about to go to the duel arena and be eaten by mermaids. You should be nervous."
"My sister stopped you before. You insisted on going on your own. Now that I have agreed, you start to show weakness and beg for mercy?" Melusina knocked him on the head and then said in a gentle tone: "I know I can't help. What are you doing? I just want to make you feel better. If I worry about gains and losses to the point of insomnia and come to cheer you up with dark circles under my eyes, wouldn’t that put more mental pressure on you? "
"That's the truth."
"Yes, so as long as you win, sister will promise you anything."
President Bingshan hugged his shoulders from behind and gently pressed his lips to his forehead.
The slightly cool touch feels like jelly passing through it.
A slight force came from Bai Yu's back, and he was pushed out of the door.
"Go ahead."
Melusina waved her hand gently: "It's time."
Bai Yu touched his forehead and smiled silently. Now that he has received the blessing, it is very difficult to win.
He made his way to the end of the corridor at the entrance to the duel arena.
Peggy and two elders of the Laurent family are waiting here.
With outsiders present, Peggy looked serious. A family elder next to her said respectfully and solemnly: "Donghuang has done a lot for the Luo Langning family, and now he wants to make you bleed in the duel. The whole clan is very ashamed." ...So, our clan has discussed and decided that no matter what the outcome of this duel is, we will fully support Donghuang’s plan to enter the market!”
"If I lose, Laurent Ning won't be in your hands either." Bai Yu asked back.
"It doesn't matter, Laurent Ning will be finished anyway." One of the elders grinned: "We believe in the young master's potential and Donghuang's hard power."
Peggy took a step forward and held the cup in both hands: "Imitate the Eastern etiquette and invite the young master to drink."
The red wine glass is steaming.
Bai Yu said strangely: "How can anyone use a goblet?"
Peggy blinked: "The beer glass is just for fear that you'll be full of it."
Bai Yu was speechless and rubbed her head: "I'll drink the celebration wine when I get back."
…
Another location at the entrance to the arena.
Morse followed a great nobleman.
"Arthur, the most powerful men in Midwinter are watching you."
"The prince's family has come to watch the duel."
The noble noble held Lei Zan's hand enthusiastically and encouraged him: "Perform well and leave no regrets."
Rezan responded politely: "I will, Your Majesty the Duke."
"Very well, go ahead."
Watching Rezan leave, Morse showed a bit of anxiety. Just as he was about to speak, he was slapped on the shoulder and his body sank.
"Shut up." The nobleman's eyes were as sharp as an eagle: "I know what you want to say, but at this point... no matter whether he offers huge profits or threats, it will have no effect. When he goes to the duel, he will be worthy of Arthur Pan. The name Dragon!"
Morse thought to himself that he had risked his entire fortune!
But when faced with this lesson, he suppressed his blush and was unable to refute. His eyes became more and more malicious, and at the same time, he cursed his opponent crazily in his heart.
…
"Two duelists, please appear!"
Accompanied by the loud referee's sound.
There were two entrances to the sword-studded duel ground, the dragon and the tiger. Two figures stepped into the chilling battlefield in no particular order.
The warm atmosphere was ignited, and the shouts and shouts became loud and clear.
…
The name of the dueling arena is taken from the Battle of the Swords in King Arthur's legend.
It is also the place where the legend of King Arthur ends.
All its shapes are modeled after historical legends.
It covers an area about the size of one and a half football fields. The overall terrain is not flat. Because there are knights dueling here all year round, there is no grass growing on the surface. Strong elemental energy remains. The soil and floor tiles that were first laid here have long since become of sand.
Ordinary people will feel chest tightness, breathlessness and heart palpitations just by walking here.
This duel ground has a history of more than five hundred years. More than a thousand powerful duelists have shed blood here, and many people have even died here.
Hundreds of years ago, it was even used as a site for public executions.
When Bai Yu stepped into this duel field, due to the height of the slope, he couldn't even clearly see his opponent's appearance. It wasn't until he reached the center, less than thirty steps away, that he could take in his opponent's appearance.
Under the watchful eyes of more than 3,000 people.
A trace of surprise flashed in Lei Zan's eyes. After all, he had seen Bai Yu before, even though it was just a glimpse on the roadside.
"Friendly handshake from both sides!"
The referee placed his palm on the back of the two hands and announced the rules of the knight's duel.
This is not a fight of life and death, so it is important to stop at the point and not intentionally hurt or take human life.
Many nobles at the scene knew that if Bai Yu died here, Pendragon would probably be razed to the ground under the wrath of Dong Huang and Feng Sheng.
After reading the regulations, the referee raised the contract in his hand and announced it to the surroundings. Then it turned into a stream of light and submerged into the hands of the two people, forming a chain of light and disappearing in the sunlight.
The contract is called the Glory of Duel, and it has two effects. The first is that you cannot leave the arena until the winner is determined; the second is that it has a curbing effect on the party who deliberately kills... As for how to determine "deliberate killing" Killer', that's not clear.
The ceremonial part was over and the referee left the stage, leaving the stage to the two duelists.
…
In the audience, Melusina's evil tricks achieved quite good results.
Beauty crit is indeed useful, especially for the ladies who join in the fun. Baiyu's one is very suitable for the taste of rich ladies.
There were also some people who shouted for the Romans to go back, or the bettors screamed hoarse after placing bets.
But the noise is not very loud.
…
In the VIP table.
The prince's family each focuses on different goals.
"Pendragon's Red Dragon is worthy of its name." The prince paid attention to Rezan. After all, as the youngest Knight of the Round Table, the latter attracted much attention from the nobles.
The princess looked at the black-haired young man: "This young master from Donghuang is very majestic and heroic. I think he will be very popular with girls."
Cordelia nodded subconsciously and said, "Sparrow food."
Princess Sissi held the stand and looked down, shouting to her sister: "Look, let me tell you, Pendragon is indeed more powerful. He is wearing light armor and is so chivalrous. Doesn't he look like you read The dragon-slaying knight in the book?”
Princess Helen rolled her eyes at her sister: "He himself is the red dragon. To kill the dragon, does he have to kill himself? And..."
She looked at the young man opposite Lei Zan: "Don't you think that Mr. Bai from Donghuang is more gentlemanly?"
"No way, it would be too much for him to appear in casual clothes." Princess Sissi curled her lips and said: "I don't like people who bluff."
"This is a duel ground, and appearance and appearance are not important." The prince said calmly: "Knight, after all, you have to rely on your sword to speak."
"It's about to begin." The princess said, leaning forward unconsciously.
Cordelia, like the other two princesses, stood up and looked towards the center of the duel.
…
Lei Zan looked at Bai Yu. He was twenty-nine years old, considered young among the Knights of the Round Table.
But Bai Yu is obviously younger than him. Although he has a mature demeanor, he can feel that the other person is at most twenty years old.
There was a gap of ten years of hard work between the two.
"It would be great if we were the same age." Rezan said.
Bai Yu kicked away a broken sword fragment that fell at his feet: "If we were of the same age, you would only have the right to look up to me."
Fortunately, the audience couldn't hear the unceremonious response, otherwise there would have been a lot of curses at this time.
Rezan remained silent as he drew the knight's sword from his waist.
This is a standard weapon.
The cross-shaped sword is neither long nor short, neither heavy nor light. It is a weapon suitable for anyone to use.
But it is also a weapon that is difficult for anyone to use to its extreme.
Universal balance also means that it is difficult to reach the peak in any aspect.
He spoke for the second time: "Where are your weapons?"
This is a reminder - if you delay using your weapon, you will no longer have the opportunity to show it.
Bai Yu didn't answer, just said: "Let's get started."
His hands were empty and there was no weapon in sight.
And Rezan has already grasped the hilt of the knight's sword with both hands, ready to launch a preemptive attack at any time.
He thought he could easily take the lead, but after taking the first step, he immediately realized something was wrong.
He couldn't tell how Bai Yu would respond.
The opponent is not a knight, and his training system is completely different, so this battle is definitely different from any opponent he has faced before.
When competing with other Knights of the Round Table, the opponent will show off their best swordsmanship and display it openly for you to see.
This means that everything can be traced.
But there is no trace now.
He looked over and got a blank feedback from Bai Yu, all question marks.
Past experience was useless. What dominated the battlefield at this time was instant judgment, temporary reflexes and outbursts.
Lei Zan couldn't figure out the opponent's routine, and wondered whether to test first or attack with wild instinct.
The two were less than twenty steps apart.
Lei Zan paced with a sword, not approaching, but starting to walk with the opponent as the center of the circle.
Nothing around them could affect them.
In the audience, many old-faced knights were silently holding their breath and staring, secretly sighing at the amazing momentum and profound realm bursting out between the two young people.
The distance slowly closed.
Twenty steps, eighteen steps, fifteen steps, thirteen steps... When they reached the last ten steps.
Lei Zan chose to trust his intuition and launched an attack decisively.
A duel always starts with swordsmanship.
A flash of white light exploded in the duel arena, and the extremely dazzling white lightning went straight through a distance of dozens of meters and pierced into the ground.
Pendragon's figure disappeared ten steps away, rushing in at a very fast speed, which was not even considered a rush, but was no different from teleportation.
The knight's sword was aimed at Bai Yu's face. If it were any other knight, perhaps this move would have been enough to determine the outcome.
But after waiting for the smoke and dust to dissipate, everyone stared at the scene in the duel arena in astonishment.
The knight's sword stopped one step away from Bai Yu, and his two fingers accurately grasped the sword. The released sword energy and white lightning scattered everywhere, failing to hurt him at all.
Many people took a breath of cold air.
Even the prince who looked indifferent changed his expression slightly, and his posture could not help but sit up straighter.
Before this battle, few people were optimistic about this young master of Donghuang. He was unknown in the dead of winter, and the same was true in Rome, so the odds before the duel reached a tragic level of one to twenty.
At this time, Bai Yu's trial move made countless gamblers feel cold.
Swoosh!
Although the sword was held, Lei Zan's attack did not stop. The fiercely released knight's fighting spirit shook the dust out of the vacuum area. He raised his right hand, used his hand instead of a sword, and slashed out a brilliant sword light that split the entire arena in two.
In front of this sword light, Bai Yu was like a small boat facing the raging waves.
This was indeed surprising. Who would have thought that he could rub out a sword light with his bare hands.
However, not expecting it does not mean that he can't catch it.
The Avenue of Stars is full of order.
Bai Yu held the right hand of the Knight of the Round Table and smashed Lei Zan to the ground with a shoulder throw that even junior high school students can learn.
The terrifying sword energy and sword light were easily deflected in his palm, lifting a heavy weight with ease, and the stars moved.
Pendragon's eyes blurred, and his back touched the ground. He tried to bounce up reflexively, but just as he stood up, he was hit in the face with a thunderous sound. He just sank straight into the ground like an iron stake hit by a heavy hammer.
He tried to get up again, and the second punch, the third punch, the fourth punch... and then the wind of the punches turned into a residual image.
Five seconds later, the raised ground in the center of the duel field had been pressed down by three meters, and the bulge became a depression.
And in the sand, Arthur's figure could no longer be seen.
Even a fool could see that Bai Yu had the upper hand.
Lei Zan had never fought with Wu Fu, but he had killed too many knights, so there was a gap in experience; more importantly, Bai Yu's cultivation had reached the point where he could squander it at will, and he could switch between each move at will, without any fancy moves. One force defeated ten skills, simple and effective.
...
In the VIP seats, some were happy and some were sad.
Cordelia couldn't hide her smile.
Princess Sissi frowned: "Will it end now?"
"Of course not." The princess shook her head and said: "This is just a warm-up."
Sissi smiled: "I knew he wouldn't lose so easily."
Princess Helen added silently: "But the warm-up was so earth-shaking, which is unprecedented in the Jianlan Duel Field."
...
Bai Yu waited for three seconds, and then turned sideways.
The sand in the duel field was cut by a sword like cream on a cake, and a bright red figure burst out of the broken crack.
Lei Zan was bathed in a strange fighting spirit like blood. This is one of the mysterious blood talents of the Pendragon family. With the unique fighting spirit cultivation method, fighting spirit can be transformed into a unique dragon attribute.
Red dragon fighting spirit is divided into several stages, fighting spirit, fighting spirit, and fighting spirit.
As a genius of the Pendragon family, Lei Zan had mastered the red dragon fighting spirit three years ago and could stimulate his blood to more than 95%.
Its characteristic is that the body will appear partially dragon-like, with bright red scales covering one side of the cheek.
His heartbeat sounded like the beating of a war drum, resounding throughout the duel arena.
What was entrenched there seemed to be a real living ancient dragon.
If it weren't for the protection measures set up in advance by the duel arena, the audience would have fainted long ago.
"I admit that you are very strong." Lei Zan changed his sword-holding posture and made a more offensive move, like a beast crawling and sharpening its claws: "But..."
Before the other party finished speaking.
The clear sound of the phoenix rang through the duel arena for the second time, dispelling the dragon's might while the flames drove the venue to a high temperature.
Bai Yu released the phoenix phantom, with flames behind him soaring into the sky, and the phoenix rang the sword rail.
You have the dragon soul, and I have the phoenix spirit.
It's too early to talk about victory lightly.
Understanding the metaphor behind Bai Yu's silence, Lei Zan gritted his teeth and suppressed his trembling excitement. He may have never been so excited before.
He held the knight's sword, itching to fight.
Everyone thought that he should feel pressure when he met an opponent, but he felt a kind of excitement.
The Godfather said that as long as he played well, he could win... But they didn't know that Lei Zan had never used his full strength. He was afraid that he could not control himself, and he had never met an opponent who needed his full strength.
Among his peers, there was no opponent worth fighting. Even if he became a Knight of the Round Table, his heart was mostly empty.
The genius knight trapped in the land of winter had never walked out of this island. He didn't know the vastness of the world, and he had never used all his energy in practice. The saddest thing was that even so, he still achieved what others could not achieve.
But at this time, Lei Zan felt that his emptiness was filled up a little, as if a beast that had been running for decades tasted the taste of satisfaction for the first time.
He couldn't stop, and didn't want to stop.
Red Dragon Sword Dance——!
The second secret of the Pendragon family, this set of swordsmanship is the swordsmanship that has been continuously improved by the heads of successive generations, and its level is comparable to the magical skills of Daxia.
It can maximize the power of the red dragon bloodline with the human body. Every move looks like a scene of an ancient dragon hunting.
Swordsmanship is no longer restricted to any action, and will become very flexible and changeable. The hands and feet can hold the sword and control the sword, combined with the extreme destructive power of the dragon fighting spirit.
Every blow is digging three feet into the ground!
At this time, Lei Zan has begun to gain an advantage in the eyes of the audience.
But few people dared to cheer, even the gamblers did not dare to cheer.
Because the aftermath of this duel was too terrifying, no one was sitting in the front row, and they all began to retreat.
And this bombardment-like attack ended with a more dazzling bright red.
The sudden appearance of fire turned into a tornado and swept Lei Zan into it. Even with the power of the ancient dragon, he could not escape the vortex of fire.
The people in the VIP seats widened their eyes, because from a high place, this move was not only powerful, but also beautiful.
As Bai Yu clenched his five fingers, the flame vortex gathered towards the center layer by layer, like a rotating flower closing into a bud.
Endless heat gathered towards the center. It is conceivable how much pressure one has to bear in the center, which is no less than butterfly swimming in the magma.
"Heaven and Earth Furnace, Flowing Flame Vortex."
Bai Yu whispered. This move was a new move he developed by himself. It took the secret of the Heaven and Earth Furnace and was based on flowing flames. Its power was several times greater than that of tempering gold and forging jade.
And this move was not over yet.
He turned his palm.
Countless flowing lava compressed to the limit toward the center began to gather toward the center.
They resisted gravity and gathered towards the center under the control of exquisite and unparalleled spiritual power. In the vortex of flowing fire, a highly compressed hot sphere took shape.
The entire duel field was like a real red sun rising.
Variant·Heaven and Earth Furnace·Great Sun Sky Fire!
Bai Yu merged the Phoenix's inner breath, Fanny's fire, and the star's fire into the Flowing Flame Sky Fire.
And the Flowing Flame Sky Fire is not a single state.
The one released by itself is called "Flowing Flame", which is shaped like water and is easier to control;
And "Sky Fire" has increased its destructive power to the extreme. It can even hurt itself and needs to be transformed through special moves.
The Sky Fire formed by hundreds and thousands of Flowing Flames, all of its energy is compressed in this suspended little sun.
Naturally, it is just a pure energy aggregate, and it has not really formed nuclear fusion.
In fact, this move can continue to evolve.
After the Great Sun Sky Fire is condensed, it can be thrown at the opponent, just like throwing a spiral shuriken.
Because the power is too strong and it is easy to hurt itself, it is not suitable to be used here, and it may cause large-scale casualties.
The dangerous nature of the Sky Fire made Bai Yu call the subsequent change of moves "Sky Fire Holy Judgment".
It seems that the British Red Dragon is not qualified to take on this awesome attack.
He silently withdrew the Sky Fire and dissipated the energy.
In the duel arena, Daxia Jiaoyang raised the Sun Fire in his palm, and his clothes rustled.
He stepped on the tiptoes and walked in the space, and waves of ripples appeared under his feet.
Except for the sound of fire, the entire duel arena was silent and quiet.
No one spoke, but just stared at this scene blankly. This was far beyond the cognition of too many people about the "knight duel". There was no elegance, no blood... Only pure power was displayed in front of three thousand people.
Perhaps the limits of many people's imagination have been refreshed, and the limits of canonization and gods they know are no more than this.
If Rezan Arthur Pendragon is a dragon-slaying knight in the legend, then Bai Yu is a demon king who can change the color of mountains and rivers and scorch thousands of miles of scorched earth with a wave of his hand.
Many noble ladies and girls had tears in their eyes. These emotional ladies could not express their feelings in words. Most of them had dreams of being robbed by the devil, and now, the materials for casting water element magic in the dead of night were updated.
Bai Yu's approach was very straightforward and deliberate, but the effect was very good.
What he wanted to show was the absolute power deterrence. As the young master of Donghuang, he showed his saintly status and gave a warning to these nobility of Midwinter who looked down on others.
Originally, the duel arena was lower than the audience seats, but Bai Yu had raised it to the same height as the VIP seats.
He held up the dazzling sun, which made people dare not look directly at it.
Only flames.
Really red flames.
The scorching sun and the surging heat waves.
At this moment, the handsome black-haired young man was clearly the devil in the eyes of the audience.
——As long as the gods don’t come out, I will be the king of the scorched earth of purgatory.