"Um."

Feng Wudao nodded, raised his hand, and shot a Na ring at Kong Lao, "Help me bet the 100,000 low-grade Yuan stones inside on the body of the Lingtian boy."

"One hundred thousand low-grade Yuan stones?"

Kong Lao took the Najie, his mouth twitched, and he was speechless.

At this time, he really wanted to reply directly:

Didn’t you say I was fooling around?

"Dad...with so many low-grade Yuan stones, aren't you afraid that Brother Duan will lose?"

Feng Tianwu was also frightened by Feng Wudao's generosity.

"If he dares to lose, I won't marry my precious daughter to him."

Feng Wudao said lightly.

"Dad...what did you say?!"

Feng Tianwu's pretty face turned red, she lowered her head and said shyly.

Duan Lingtian naturally didn't know about the situation in the Feng family's exclusive upper-class auditorium, nor did he know that Feng Wudao had placed a heavy bet of 100,000 low-grade Yuan stones on him in the duel between him and Zi Shang.

If he knew, it would definitely be more stressful.

"Today's dynasty martial arts competition's 'third place' was won by Bai Hao... and he was rewarded with 20,000 low-grade Yuan stones."

At this time, one of the old men in charge of presiding over the prison arena handed Bai Hao a ring and announced.

After Bai Hao left, Zi Shang moved, and in a moment he was above the Prison Arena, confronting Duan Lingtian.

"Duan Lingtian, do you need to rest?"

Zi Shang glanced at Duan Lingtian indifferently, with a touch of disdain on the corner of his mouth, "Don't wait until I defeat you and say that I am weak in victory."

"Beat me?"

Duan Lingtian said lightly: "Zi Shang, it seems that you are still as confident as before... I remember that you seemed to be so confident during the battle at the Seven Star Sword Sect Tianshu Peak, but in the end you lost.

, a complete failure!”

"Hmph! The miracle of that year cannot be repeated today."

Hearing Duan Lingtian mention the unbearable past, Zi Shang's face darkened and he snorted coldly.

"That's not necessarily the case."

Duan Lingtian continued.

Although, he had already risked his life and planned to use the soul skill 'Thousand Fantasy' directly on Zi Shang.

But when he thought about the sudden increase in strength after the strange black flame mark appeared between Zi Shang's eyebrows... I have to say that he was still a little worried, worried that as Zi Shang's strength increased, his mental power would also increase.

If Zi Shang's mental power can be improved accordingly, he has no chance of winning unless a miracle happens.

It can be said that he is betting on this battle.

Bet that Zi Shang's mental power will not increase as his strength increases.

"You'll know soon."

Zi Shang's eyes were slightly cold, and the energy in his body was raging and beating, as if it had turned into a ball of white flames and enveloped it. He had no intention of taking out his spiritual weapon Guqin.

"It seems that you are planning to use your 'secret method' directly?"

Duan Lingtian's eyes narrowed slightly.

"You are very smart... It's a pity that you will definitely lose today! I will let you know that being an enemy of me, Zi Shang, will be your nightmare in Duan Lingtian's life!"

Zi Shang's words were extremely arrogant, and he was dressed in white clothes without any wind, ready to take action at any time.

At this time, in the upper-class auditorium exclusive to the royal family of the Han Dynasty, a staff member of the prison arena appeared and bowed to the emperor respectfully.

"What's up?"

The emperor frowned.

"Your Majesty, Lord Wudao of the Feng family has bet one hundred thousand low-grade Yuan Stones on this final showdown."

The staff member took a deep breath and spoke slowly.

"One hundred thousand low-grade Yuan stones?"

Suddenly, several people sitting with the emperor, including the emperor, were startled.

"yes."

The staff nodded.

"Who is he betting on?"

The old man in black frowned and asked.

"Duan Lingtian."

The staff member said again.

"It seems that he is very confident in Duan Lingtian... It's a pity that he may be disappointed."

The old man in black sneered.

"Uncle Emperor, you seem to have great confidence in Zi Shang? This Ling Tian also has an innate 'secret method' to rely on..."

said the emperor.

He was a little confused about the old man's trust in Zi Shang.

Although he also felt that Zi Shang had a good chance of winning, he was not as sure as the old man.

"Zi Shang just told me that he is not afraid of Duan Lingtian's secret technique."

said the old man.

"I see."

The emperor suddenly nodded and immediately smiled, "So, Zi Shang is a sure winner in this duel... It seems that Feng Wudao is going to let out blood this time."

At this moment, the eyes of the spectators around the Prison Arena all fell on Duan Lingtian and Zi Shang, who were confronting each other above the Prison Arena.

Most people held their breath, waiting for the final showdown between Duan Lingtian and Zi Shang.

They know.

The duel between Duan Lingtian and Zi Shang will determine who will be ranked number one in today’s dynasty martial arts competition.

"The duel between two young talents with 'secret skills'... This battle will definitely be exciting!"

"Who do you think has a better chance of winning?"

"I think Zi Shang has a better chance... After all, when Zi Shang takes action, his power is comparable to that of a 'dongxu realm strongman'!"

"I think Duan Lingtian may also win. His 'secret method' is so weird that it's hard to guard against."

…

Most people think that Zi Shang has a good chance of winning, while a small number of people think that Duan Lingtian has a chance of winning.

Over the Prison Arena, after several years, the two old enemies met again and stood on the stage of duel.

The last time, Duan Lingtian used his soul skill ‘Qian Huan’ to completely torture Zi Shang, and Zi Shang fled.

What will be the result today?

At this moment, not to mention others, not even Duan Lingtian is sure of the outcome.

"Um?"

Suddenly, Duan Lingtian discovered that a small black dot appeared out of thin air between Zi Shang's eyebrows, and the small black dot was growing continuously.

"Duan Lingtian, I know that you can use your mental power to perform illusion soul skills. In addition, your mental power has reached the 'Second Level of Cave Void Realm'... It's a pity that after I use my 'Secret Technique', my mental power will

Far better than you, your illusionary soul skills have no effect at all!"

Suddenly, Duan Lingtian's ears heard Zi Shang's arrogant Yuanli condensed sound.

Hearing this Yuanli condensed sound, Duan Lingtian's expression suddenly changed.

This Zi Shang actually knows that he knows how to use illusory soul skills?

Moreover, he also knows his own spiritual power level?

How is this possible?

Not to mention that this Zi Shang may not be an 'inscription master'. Even if he is an inscription master and his mental power can be discovered, it is impossible to know that he used a 'soul skill' when he defeated Bai Hao.

Moreover, Zi Shang seemed to know the specific functions of his soul skills in his words.

At this moment, Duan Lingtian only felt the coldness on his back, and he felt like he was completely exposed in front of others.

This feeling made him very unhappy.

"How...how did you know?"
To be continued...