"I wonder, little friend Ye, have you ever heard of the Chaos Battlefield?"
"Dad! Do you want Ye Ming to go to the chaos battlefield!?" Mo Qianqian was shocked when he heard this and asked anxiously.
"The chaos battlefield...that is?" Ye Ming asked. Judging from Mo Qianqian's expression, the chaos battlefield was probably not a simple place.
Ignoring Mo Qianqian at the side, Mo Zhentian slowly spoke to Ye Ming.
"In the Land of Ten Thousand Demons, every ten years, a portal to the Chaos Battlefield will be opened in the four major cities. It is a grand gathering held by the four major demon regions every ten years, and it is also a grand gathering of the four major demon regions. Compared with each other, the origin of this chaotic battlefield is extremely mysterious. It is located in another dimension. No one knows who opened up this space. Moreover, in the chaotic battlefield, there are inorganic and dangerous enemies all around, including king-level powerful men. No one can guarantee that they will be safe in it, but similarly, in the chaotic battlefield, there are all kinds of treasures. Legend has it that there are even artifacts, but the contestants are limited to young people under the age of thirty. As long as people are over thirty years old, they cannot enter the chaos battlefield, so naturally those of us from the older generation cannot participate!"
"Oh? It sounds like this chaotic battlefield is dangerous, but the benefits are also not small. In that case, why..." Ye Ming asked doubtfully.
"Little friend Ye should have guessed that this chaotic battlefield is not only a good opportunity for the young generation to gain experience, but also an occasion for all forces to compete with each other. Therefore, every participating representative will carry their own identity. The card represents the force it represents. If the identity card is taken away by the enemy, the force it represents will have to pay a heavy price. If the identity card is taken away by the same force for three consecutive terms, then We must merge our own forces under the opponent's, and our Mohist family has lost twice in a row in the previous two elections..."
"Well, compared to our fighting power, our Fox clan is indeed inferior. Therefore, many people are coveting this piece of fat from our Mo family..."
"In that case, isn't it okay if you don't participate?" Ye Ming asked.
"It's not that simple. This chaotic battlefield that happens once every ten years also affects the face of all the forces. If they abstain from participating, then the Mo family may not be able to continue to stand in this Red Dragon Territory."
"...Who is your opponent?" Ye Ming was silent for a moment and then asked.
"The Lion Clan! The Red Dragon Domain - the Ling Family!" Mo Zhentian said seriously. In the previous two sessions, the Mo family had been deprived of their identity cards by the Ling family twice. If the family takes away the identity card, then the Mo family will probably have to obey them obediently.
Ye Ming's heart sank. The reputation of the Ling family in the Red Dragon Territory was not inferior to that of the Mo family, or even better. They were both one of the powerful ones in the Red Dragon Territory, and their strength must not be weak.
"Is there no one from the Mo family who can be sent?" Ye Ming said.
"In the first two competitions, there were several king-level contestants who entered, but those contestants were either killed by contestants from the Ling family in the chaotic space, or were seriously injured and their strength was greatly reduced. Now our Mo family can send Yes, I'm afraid only Qianqian and Chenfeng are left..." Mo Zhentian smiled bitterly.
"Who is this Chen Feng?"
"Mo Chenfeng, my eldest son, Qianqian's eldest brother, is just twenty years old this year. He has the third-level strength of a king. Among all the contestants, his strength is pretty good."
"Father!"
At this moment, a loud voice sounded from behind, and the person who came was a gentle man with a slightly thin face. His appearance was somewhat similar to that of Mo Zhentian. This person must be that Mo Zhentian. It’s dusty!
"Chenfeng, are you cultivating yourself to get out of seclusion? Could it be that..." Mo Zhentian was shocked. According to his estimation, Mo Chenfeng might need a few more days to get out of seclusion.
"That's right! In this retreat, I have reached the fourth level of King Level. I heard what I just said. Father, our Mo family doesn't need help from an outsider! I can do it by myself!" Mo Chenfeng said.
Mo Qianqian was silent aside. To be honest, if she had a choice, she didn't want Ye Ming to get involved in this muddy water. After all, there were many dangers in the chaotic battlefield. Although Ye Ming had good strength, he would probably have a narrow escape if he got inside!
"Chen Feng, this matter should not be taken lightly. Ye Xiaoyou's strength is also good. Together, the two of us will be more confident. This is related to the fate of our Mo family," Mo Zhentian said seriously, although Chen Feng's breakthrough this time He has reached the fourth level of King Level, but after all, it is difficult for one person to defeat four punches. If Ye Ming is added at that time, the chance of winning will be higher.
"..." When Mo Chenfeng heard this, he understood the seriousness of the matter, but he still couldn't accept the Mo family's acceptance of help from Ye Ming, a member of the Tiger clan.
"Since my father has said this, I will not continue to object, but before that, I want to try this guy's strength myself!" Mo Chenfeng said, looking at Ye Ming's eyes, full of fighting intent. .
Has things really turned out like this... Ye Ming sighed secretly.
"Brother!" Mo Qianqian said anxiously. Mo Chenfeng had already advanced to the fourth level of the king level. Although she knew that Ye Ming's strength was indeed extraordinary, he could not be Mo Chenfeng's opponent.
"...Ye Xiaoyou, what do you think?" Mo Zhentian was silent for a moment, and then asked Ye Ming.
"Since the other party has extended an invitation like this, how can I refuse!" Ye Ming said, and he was also quite curious about the strength of the fourth king level. When he fought against Han Yu, who was at the peak of the king level, the gap was too huge, and it was simply one-sided. The situation cannot be used as a reference at all. At this time, there are ready-made king-level experts to practice, and Ye Ming is also quite excited. Although Ye Ming usually always looks smiling, don't forget, in Ye Ming's body , that war-loving violent factor is also not weak at all!
"Okay, if that's the case, then little friend Ye, come with me." With that said, Mo Zhentian left the hall with his son, daughter and Ye Ming.
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"Here, you can fight without any worries," Mo Zhentian said.
Ye Ming looked around and nodded. The size of the competition field was indeed enough for the two of them to fight.
Afterwards, Ye Ming and Mo Chenfeng walked onto the competition ground and stopped at their positions. The distance between them was about three meters, and they looked at each other.
Ye Ming didn't say anything, and immediately drew out the Death Iron Sword. When the Death Iron Sword was unsheathed, the lazy look on his face disappeared instantly, and was replaced by the indifferent and cold eyes. There was no trace of any emotion, only the eyes. A hint of violence flashed from time to time, reminding everyone that he was indeed a living person!
It seems that this young man is indeed not a simple material, Mo Zhentian thought to himself.
Mo Qianqian's heart skipped a beat when she saw Ye Ming's instant transformation. The cold eyes that seemed to come from the depths of the netherworld filled her with a wave of fear before she could even fight.
The young man who usually had a smile on his face was now like a Shura from hell. His temperament had changed so much. At this time, Ye Ming was in a fighting state, ready to go!
Seeing this, Mo Chenfeng was slightly shocked in his heart, but he was full of confidence in his own strength. He immediately calmed down and held a two and a half meter long halberd. The silver light flowing on the halberd was very beautiful. This is obviously an extraordinary magic weapon. At this moment, Mo Chenfeng shouted loudly, and his whole body's momentum suddenly reached its peak. His sleeves automatically moved without wind. From the side, he looked like a god of war!
"Then let's... let's get started!"
After Ye Ming finished speaking, his body shot out at the same time!