The next day, Zhang Yi and Princess Ziling rushed to the martial arts field within the stipulated time, and solved the battle quickly as always. The people the Mortal City Artifact Spirit fished out from death row seemed vulnerable in front of them.
There is no comparison between these death row prisoners and their previous opponents. The two of them almost instantly killed each other when they came on stage. This also made the two of them famous, and they were unparalleled in the mortal city.
They lived the same life for the next few days, even Qian Fugui and the others did not go to watch the next few battles, because there was no suspense about the outcome, and going there was just a formality.
By the time they finished the ninth game, they were still killing their opponents instantly, but when they won, the voice of the Mortal City Artifact Spirit resounded, which immediately attracted the attention of everyone in the Mortal City.
"Zhang Fan, Jiu'er, tomorrow is your last game. Are you interested in taking a bet with me?"
A hollow and extremely majestic voice sounded, and the weapon spirit aimed directly at Zhang Yi and Princess Ziling.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, their power has actually alarmed the weapon spirit. This has never happened before, right?"
"I wonder what Master Qi Ling wants to bet with them?"
For a time, everyone was talking a lot and curious in their hearts.
Zhang Yi and Princess Ziling were also surprised by the sudden appearance of the Mortal City Artifact Spirit. After making eye contact, Zhang Yi said in a loud voice: "I wonder what you want to bet on?"
"There are currently sixty-eight death row prisoners left on death row. If you two can defeat these sixty-eight death row prisoners in the final battle, I will allow you to enjoy supreme rights in the city."
The voice of the weapon spirit sounded again, like a voice from heaven, making people unable to resist.
"What? Two versus sixty-eight? And all of them are death row prisoners? Is it such a big scene?"
Suddenly, the entire Mortal City became restless. This was an unprecedented scene.
But Zhang Yi and Princess Ziling looked calm and said calmly: "The supreme power in the city is useless to us. Let's change the conditions, and... before that, we have to go to the death row to see the prisoners to know the answer."
Zhang Yi vaguely realized that although this contained huge dangers, it was also accompanied by opportunities. After all, not everyone could let a mortal city weapon spirit take the initiative to make such a request.
"Supreme power is useless? So what do you want?"
Qi Ling's voice was still as smooth as ever, as if there was no emotion at all.
Zhang Yi thought for a while, he was too unfamiliar with Mortal City, and immediately asked: "Can you teleport my master here?"
It's more reliable to ask the drunkard for this kind of thing, and as a weapon spirit in Mortal City, it's easy for the drunkard to appear in the martial arts field.
"Buzz buzz!"
Qi Ling directly told Zhang Yi the answer through actions. He only felt a space vibration coming from his whole body, and the drunkard maniac had already appeared beside Zhang Yi and the others.
At this time, the drunk maniac was breathing heavily and said with some excitement in his eyes: "Promise him, this is a rare opportunity!"
It turned out that the drunk maniac rushed over immediately after hearing the voice of the Mortal City Artifact Spirit. Obviously this was a big deal in his opinion, but he didn't expect that the Artifact Spirit would teleport directly to him in the end, which saved him a lot of time.
Zhang Yi didn't understand why the drunkard was so excited. He looked at him with some confusion and didn't immediately tell Qi Ling the answer.
But the drunk maniac couldn't wait and said with great excitement: "I am their master, I can agree to your conditions on their behalf, but the condition for victory is an invincible Taoist heart!"
"It turns out they want the invincible Taoist heart. If they can survive the sixty-eight death row prisoners, it would be okay to grant them the invincible Taoist heart."
There was a hint of smile in Qi Ling's voice, and he was obviously aroused by the drunkard's words.
"Okay, it's a deal!"
The drunk maniac was extremely happy when he saw that Qi Ling had agreed.
"Do you want to go to death row to see tomorrow's opponent?"
The voice of the weapon spirit sounded again, but this time Zhang Yi felt a pair of invisible eyes staring at him in the void.
Just when Zhang Yigang was about to speak, he heard the alcoholic madman wave his hand and refuse, "No, there's a battle tomorrow anyway, there's no need to go to such an unlucky place again."
"Hahaha, interesting, you are a drunkard, right? I remember you!"
Qi Ling laughed loudly, and then his voice completely disappeared in the air.
"It would be strange if you didn't remember me."
The drunk maniac is not surprised that the weapon spirit still remembers him. After all, he performed so well in the Mortal City back then, and he was one of the few people who left the Mortal City and came back.
"Master, are you a little hasty in your promise? Sixty-eight death row prisoners are not that easy to deal with."
Princess Ziling frowned, a little worried that the drunk maniac was trying to trick them again.
Zhang Yi also felt that Jiu Kuai's agreement was a bit hasty, but he knew that Jiu Kuai had his own reasons for doing so, so he didn't say anything more, but quietly waited for Jiu Kuai's explanation.
"Hey, that's the invincible Dao Heart, an existence that many people dream of? Didn't the Emperor of Heaven tell you about it?"
When talking about the invincible Taoist Heart, the drunkard's breathing became a little heavier, and his eyes burst out with a scorching light.
Princess Ziling shook her head, "I know that the Invincible Dao Heart is very precious, but it is not as important as our lives. Dealing with a death row prisoner with sixty-eight lives is no joke."
Princess Ziling has become much more sensible since she came to Mortal City, and her thinking is much more comprehensive than before. She is no longer the little girl who was just starting out.
"No matter what, we must win tomorrow's battle. This is a huge opportunity. Not everyone has the opportunity to come into contact with the invincible Taoist Heart."
The drunk maniac explained the matter carefully, "To obtain the invincible Taoist heart, one must either be given it by a mortal city weapon spirit, or it takes a thousand years or more to forge an invincible Taoist heart. What do you think the opportunity is?"
"Even when I was a teacher, I didn't have the opportunity to come into contact with the invincible Taoist heart. Those who possess the invincible Taoist heart will be invincible and embark on a truly invincible path."
The drunk maniac was still a little regretful when he talked about this, and murmured to himself: "If I had an invincible heart, I'm afraid their ending would not be like this."
"Does my father have an invincible mind?"
Hearing what the drunkard said, Princess Ziling instantly understood the importance of the invincible Taoist heart.
"The Emperor of Heaven naturally has an invincible Taoist heart, otherwise why do you think he could become the Emperor of Heaven?"
The drunk madman gave Princess Ziling a white look and asked.
"Not only him, I heard that the eldest prince also has signs of understanding the invincible Taoist heart. Don't you know?"