Chapter One Hundred and Fifty-Two: The Bald-Headed Man
No matter how many people searched, they couldn't find that fabricated strong person. Later on, the several individuals also dispersed, as long as they knew that expert wasn't their enemy, it didn't matter if he was strong or not, as long as he stood on their side, the stronger the better.
Ye Chen remained silent, Feng Lin had to die, the sword spirit of the assassination was a secret of the human-shaped sword spirit, Ye Chen did not want anyone outside of the Ming family to know, otherwise the trouble it would bring would be endless, this was definitely not what Ye Chen hoped for.
So, Ye Chen didn't hesitate at all and directly wielded the Taixu Sword to flash past Fenglan's throat. Of course, if Fenglan hadn't been suppressed by the auras of Hong Shu and the others and was unable to move, Ye Chen's strike wouldn't have taken effect so quickly.
It must be said that the Tai Xuan Jian Fa is a rare sword technique for sneak attacks. I don't know what the predecessor who created this sword technique was thinking at the time, but now both Ye Chen and Wu Hen are using this sword technique as a sneak attack.
This matter also stopped after each left, Ye Chen's face was gloomy as he watched the man being taken away by Hong Shu and others. Ye Chen didn't recognize this man, but thinking of the girl from today, Ye Chen could almost confirm that the other party had come to avenge her.
Perhaps he came to teach himself a lesson, or perhaps he came to kill himself, Ye Chen was not sure. The man did not reveal too much killing intent, but instead showed an unusual concern for the little bear cat.
Ye Chen thought back to the previous battle scene and still leaned towards the idea that the opponent was there to catch the little panda, it seemed that the girl wasn't giving up yet and wanted to make the little panda her own.
Thinking of this possibility, Ye Chen shook his head and couldn't help but reveal a bitter smile. The little bear cat was still too lethal.
Although Ye Chen's face was gloomy, he also knew that relying solely on his own strength to resist the great powers would be utterly absurd!
Ye Chen walked into a new room arranged by Mingyue earlier and continued his cultivation path. This small disturbance had passed, but Ye Chen still strengthened his vigilance. After all, he had killed an opponent's Innate Fourth-Order expert, which was no small loss to any of the forces in Luocheng.
A peaceful night passed without incident, and Ye Chen's worries did not materialize. However, the master of the Feng family had already learned that his personal bodyguard had died.
Hong Shu has publicly announced that anyone who wants to sneak into the Ming family will be killed on the spot, and also warned others that if they want to enter the Ming family without an invitation, they should beware of the Ming family's counterattack!
The master of the Wind family was also somewhat puzzled. Red Shu only had a seventh-tier strength, while his own guard, he knew that although Feng Lin was only at the fourth tier of the Innate Realm, his stealth technique was absolutely unparalleled. Even a seventh-tier Red Shu might not be able to detect Feng Lin, and even if he did, Feng Lin could easily escape.
But the result was that Feng Lou died at the Ming's house, it seems that there are still many secrets in the Ming's house that they don't know about. The master of the Feng family, Feng Hua, was afraid and did not send anyone to the Ming's house again.
After one night, it was the third round of competition, with more than 3,700 people competing, still magnificent, and the arena turned into 500, all of which were rushed overnight. This competition had been prepared long ago, and all the basic infrastructure was quite perfect, otherwise, just these 500 stone arenas wanted to be completed in one night, that's absolutely impossible.
This round of lottery draws No. 338, the third match in the third game.
There were three matches a day, morning, noon and night, so Ye Chen was not in a hurry, finding a relatively quiet place to rest, each contestant had a corresponding seat for rest, and Ye Chen did too!
Others would definitely go to watch the strong players' matches in the third round, because not only can they see powerful moves from these strong players, but also gain a lot of experience from these moves, which is very helpful for their own improvement.
Ye Chen didn't need to, for Ye Chen who had been wandering in the suburbs since he was thirteen years old, his moves were no longer confined to forms, but had reached a state of freedom. Of course, this refers to the moves below the Mortal Dust realm. Like the Jiuyao Sword and other sword techniques, Ye Chen still hadn't reached the point where he could use them with ease, and still needed to rely on his moves to unleash powerful force.
The square was crowded with people, everyone was very excited. As the game progressed, the stakes were increasing rapidly. Some people were happy and some were worried, it's a must-go-through thing. However, more worried people would think of ways to place even more bets the next day, trying to win back in one go, of course, there are also those who lose again and again.
No one can say for sure whether it's a gain or a loss until the very end. In any case, everyone has put their heart and soul into this process.
The participants have their pursuit, the onlookers have what they need, each gets what they want, and everyone enjoys themselves.
Everyone's failure makes the surrounding area mournful, and also makes the nearby area joyful. There are law enforcers who maintain order with all their might, but it doesn't lead to any large-scale disputes, only hidden resentment in their hearts.
Time passed quickly in this atmosphere of joy and sorrow, and the third match of Ye Chen's arena finally arrived.
Ye Xun got up and walked towards his own ring, passing by Mingyue and Mù Dào who were also eliminated in the third round, they went back to continue their efforts.
Ye Chen grasped the Soul Slayer tightly in his hand and stepped onto the arena, perhaps it was because of the two previous battles or perhaps it was because he wasn't afraid to die that he defeated that girl. Now there were also many people paying attention to Ye Chen, even before the match began, many people had already placed their bets on Ye Chen's victory.
Many people under the ring were shouting crazily, yelling "Ye Chen must win", "Ye Chen refuel" and so on. These are basically all the people who bet on Ye Chen's side.
Ye Chen stood on the stage unmoved, waiting for his opponent. Before long, Ye Chen's opponent appeared on the stage.
What surprised Ye Chen was that his opponent this time was actually a bald-headed man, which reminded him of Chen Tao who had fallen off the cliff and gone missing, possibly dead.
As one of the few friends, Chen Tao's care for Ye Chen and Ye Xue was remembered by Ye Chen, but he had no chance to repay it, which made Ye Chen sink for a while.
Now seeing his opponent was actually a bald man, Ye Chen's expression was momentarily stunned. This momentary stun would be fatal in war, but fortunately this was a Lei Tai tournament and the opposing man didn't seem to want to take advantage of him either.
At the time when Ye Chen was dazed, the bald man suddenly let out a cold hum, but it seemed like a thunderclap exploded beside Ye Chen's ear, making him suddenly wake up.
Huè's eyes met those of the person in front of him, who was scowling. He could only force a wry smile in response. If this were on the battlefield, his earlier carelessness would have gotten him killed without any difficulty.
"Sorry, I was distracted. Come on!" Ye Chen gripped the Soul Suppressing Orb and apologized to the bald man before preparing himself for the incoming attack.
Looking at the man in front of him, he burst out with a strong sense of combat, even revealing the kind of murderous intent that had killed many people. The bald-headed man's face suddenly flashed with excitement, this was a true opponent!
