Warrior’s Promise

“How does this man not have a cultivation?”

“He must be a Body refining martial artist!”

“Even Body refining martial artists should have cultivations! Does he only refine his physical strength?”

Everyone looked at Li Feng in confusion.

At the bottom of the spectators stand was the judges’ section, where a few people from the Death Arena sat.

One of them was an old man with graying hair. He examined Li Feng closely with glinting teal eyes and said loudly, “Lv 4 True Darkness Realm!”

The old man was an elder of the Death Arena and a Martial King expert. He had cultivated the Eying Skill to its extreme and could clearly determine martial artists’ cultivation level and physical strength.

He oversaw the arena to prevent people from concealing their cultivations in hopes of making money.

Otherwise, if someone intentionally concealed their cultivation and fought someone of a lower level, that would be considered cheating and was forbidden by Death Arena.

Everyone realized that this man’s physical strength actually paralleled that of a Lv 4 True Darkness Realm martial artist.

Swoosh!

After a while, a cold-faced middle-aged man stepped onto the fighting ring.

“I’ll fight you.”

The tall, skinny man wore a teal robe, and his cultivation was at Lv 4 True Darkness Realm.

“Let the betting begin!” announced a judge.

Then, everyone began placing bets.

However, since Li Feng was a Body refining martial artist, no one could tell his true strength. Therefore, only a few people placed bets, and they all bet smaller amounts.

Most bet that the Lv 4 True Darkness Realm middle-aged man would win.

Everyone believed that his chances of winning were higher.

If Li Feng had worked on both his cultivation and physical strength, he would be a more favorable contestant, but only cultivating his physical strength left him at a disadvantage.

Martial artists who only cultivated their physical strength could only rely on brute force, thus limiting their moves in comparison to Qi-cultivating martial artists.

“Qingxuan, let’s bet on Li Feng’s victory!” Su Mo said.

Then, he used his Mind to bet 50,000 Upper Spiritual Stones.

“Brother Su Mo, is Li Feng very strong?” Hong Qingxuan asked in confusion when she saw that Su Mo bet confidently on Li Feng.

Although she knew that Li Feng’s physical strength rivaled a Lv 4 True Darkness Realm martial artist, she did not know how powerful he truly was.

“Regular Lv 4 True Darkness Realm martial artists definitely can’t defeat Li Feng!” Su Mo said. He had also cultivated Archean Dragonesque Elephant Skill, so he knew Li Feng’s strength the best.

Hong Qingxuan nodded and bet 20,000 Upper Spiritual Stones on Li Feng.

In the fighting ring, Li Feng stared intently at the middle-aged man with fighting desire in his eyes.

“Die!”

A glinting long saber appeared in his hand. Without saying another word, Li Feng shot out like a leopard and swung his saber toward the middle-aged man.

With a burst of golden light, layers of shining scale armor covered Li Feng’s entire body and made him resemble a Golden-armored God of War.

The long, sharp saber tore through the air and neared the middle-aged man.

“You’ll be the one to die!”

Killing desire flashed in the middle-aged man’s eyes. The pale yellow Dark Force on his body surged and concentrated in his palms.

He then swung his palm toward the long saber.

The palm print, which was as large as a mountain, met the long saber.

“Boom!”

With an explosion, the long saber shattered the palm print and struck the middle-aged man’s hand.

“Thud!”

With a dull sound, the middle-aged man shook and was sent back hundreds of meters.

“What? He’s so strong!” the middle-aged man thought in shock. Li Feng’s long saber was so powerful that it even broke through his gauntlet and shattered his palm.

His face grew grave. If he lost this fight, he would die.

In the Death Arena, there was no such thing as revenge or right and wrong. There was only fighting to the death for Spiritual Stones.

If he killed Li Feng, he would earn 50,000 Upper Spiritual Stones.

As Li Feng was preparing to strike again, the middle-aged man released his Martial Soul and it shone with green light.

His Martial Soul was a blade of jade-colored grass that was around 1 meter tall.

Although his Grass Martial Soul would not greatly increase his combat strength, it could rapidly heal his injuries and restore his vitality.

“Die!”

With a shout, the middle-aged man sent out two streams of giant palm prints toward Li Feng’s head.

“Break!”

Li Feng showed no fear and swung his long saber crazily. Everywhere the saber radiance passed, all the palm prints in the vincinity were torn apart into rough air blasts that swept across the arena.

Li Feng’s defense was extremely powerful, and he was undeterred by these air blasts. He kept charging toward the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man was very smart. He knew that he was not as strong as Li Feng and decided not to face him head-on.

While using body moves to the extreme, he retreated far from Li Feng.

The middle-aged man moved as fast as lightning as he flitted around Li Feng and sent palm prints toward Li Feng from all directions.

“Boom! Boom! Boom!”

Li Feng stopped moving, spun his long saber like a wheel, and destroyed all oncoming palm prints.

At this moment, Li Feng kept frowning. He had the strength to defeat his opponent, but he was not as fast. His physical strength was not suitable for long-distance combat, so it was difficult to kill this man.

In the spectators stand, Su Mo also recognized Li Feng’s predicament, but he was not worried.

With Li Feng’s physical strength, the middle-aged man could not kill him even if he stood still.

The battle continued and soon reached a standstill.

Neither party could end the other.

Li Feng’s eyes were trained steadily on the middle-aged man’s flitting figure. No matter how fast the man’s move was, he still had to take a break. That was Li Feng’s opportunity to kill him instantly.

“Boom! Boom! Boom!”

The middle-aged man continued attacking, but he could not touch a hair on Li Feng’s head. He was growing extremely frustrated and decided to do something to change the situation.

“Whoosh!”

The middle-aged man sent out another palm print and tried to circle behind Li Feng.

Suddenly, there was a break just between the middle-aged man’s moves.

“Now’s the time!”

Li Feng stomped sharply on the fighting ring and sprung into the air.

“Swish!”

Li Feng shot out as swiftly as an arrow toward the middle-aged man and neared him instantly.

“Dominative Dragon Cut!”

Li Feng brought down his long saber with all the force in both his hands.

“Roar!”

A giant Archean Dragonesque Elephant illusion appeared behind Li Feng, and his strength increased even more.

The shining long saber neared the middle-aged man’s head with the force of divine lightning.