C1128 The Tycoon of the Thirteen Guardians
C1128 The Tycoon of the Thirteen Guardians
Zhao Yiming's face darkened. He never thought that the 13th Tycoon would dare to come here and provoke him in such a brazen manner. His courage was truly commendable.
Xiang Sibing said from the side, "A rich man should also have a name. He can't be a nobody, right?"
The rich man laughed and said, "My name is Ma Shuisheng. No one calls me Ma Dafu. I like money and women the most. Why don't you follow me after I kill your husband?"
Zhao Yiming laughed and said, "You are very confident. I, Second Brother, came today. Why don't you two play?"
Zhao Zhenlin, who was hiding in the dark, walked out with a smile on his face. He had specially picked this up this morning after passing through the Spatial Channel. He would return after killing a Tycoon.
Ma Shuisheng said with a cold expression, "It seems like Cult Leader Zhao is looking down on me. I'll play with Brother Ling first. Why don't we play in the square below?"
The fat man had wanted to arrange the next duel, but when he saw the note, he immediately shouted excitedly, "Everyone here is in luck today! Next would be a heavyweight duel.
It would be a fierce battle between the top experts of Ming Cult, Mentor Of The Ming Religion and Zhao Yiming, Sword Saint and Zhao Zhenlin, and the third tycoon, Ma Shuisheng. "
The people below were immediately excited. Both of them had prominent identities. Only a battle of life and death between two of them could arouse the desire of blood in their hearts.
The two of them had already arrived at the battlefield through the passageway, and were looking at each other coldly. Zhao Zhenlin said in a calm voice, "Initially, I wanted to deal with the guy ranked first and second, but I didn't expect to meet an idiot like you first. I hope you won't let my sword be lonely."
Ma Shuisheng also snorted from his nose and said, "You are just a small figure from the lower realm. Why are you pretending with me here? I will use money to smash you to death."
His weapon was a string of money. These money were all tied together with golden threads. When used, it was like a Soft Whip, and it was glittering with golden light. It was especially dazzling.
Zhao Zhenlin casually waved his hand outside the arena. The Longsword in the hand of a guard flew into his hand. He had already reached the realm of Heart Sword, and everything in the world could be used as a sword.
Ma Shuisheng's brows furrowed slightly, and he felt extremely uneasy. Although the man in front of him was only at the Demi-deity Stage, it still made him feel extremely terrified.
Zhao Yiming said with a smile on his face, "With my abilities, I could have stepped into the True Deity Stage a long time ago. However, he had been suppressing his cultivation all this time, so he focused on comprehending the sword. In his point of view, everything was just an illusion, only the sword was real.
I, Second Brother, can ignore my cultivation base. Not to mention the fact that he is now a Demi-deity Stage, even if I were to lower his cultivation base to the Qi Condensation Stage, as long as his Heart Sword doesn't break it, he wouldn't be any weaker than a Deity Stage."
The others snorted when they heard this. In their hearts, cultivation base was the foundation of everything, everything else was just a mirage.
Zhao Zhenlin said with a calm expression, "I will let you attack first. Otherwise, you won't be able to use your true ability. You will regret it when you reach that side."
Ma Shuisheng was furious when he heard that. He dashed forward and shook the money in his hand. All the money flew out and the sky was filled with golden light.
Zhao Zhenlin shook his head. Obviously, he wasn't satisfied with this move. The Longsword in his hand moved slightly, and everyone saw a cold light flash. All the money in the sky fell to the ground, and every single one of them was split in half.
At this time, the two of them had their backs facing each other. Zhao Zhenlin shook his head and said, "You might have been very strong back then, but you have fallen into depravity for too long. You can't even use all your abilities. How can a rich man become a true expert?"
Ma Shuisheng turned his head with difficulty. There was a blood line on his neck, and he said with a smile, "Thank you for freeing me. I was really wrong all these years."
After he finished speaking, his head fell to the ground. The entire arena was silent. It was not that it had never happened before for a demigod to kill a false god, but it was so simple and clear. This was definitely unprecedented.
The people who had scoffed at him earlier all swallowed their saliva. They felt that their worldviews had collapsed in an instant. This was also possible.
Qiu Zhiqiu said with a look of disbelief, "Isn't this too exaggerated? Is there a need to go so far?"
Huo Xinqiang said thoughtfully, "He has opened a new door for us. Maybe he won't pursue the realm, but instead focus on comprehending his Cultivation Method. Maybe he will gain something new."
After killing the rich man in an instant, Zhao Zhenlin inserted the Longsword into the ground and slowly walked towards the tunnel. This was quite an extraordinary scene.
The daughters of the noble families below shouted loudly, "You are too handsome. I want to give birth to a monkey for you."
After Zhao Zhenlin entered the passageway, he immediately returned to Ming City through Spatial Channel. He had gained a lot of new insights from this battle, which was perfect for perfecting his sword.
The fat man shook his head and said, "The battle just now was too shocking. I don't think anyone is interested in watching the rest of the battles today. I hope there will be another exciting battle next time, and it will be the finale of the day.
Then, everyone, please go back and taste the battle just now! Let us continue watching the battle tomorrow. Today's battle will end here."
Although they ended today's battle in a hurry after two battles, no one felt dissatisfied. The appetizer of the first match was very bloody, and the second match was absolutely shocking. It was completely worth it.
Zhao Yiming walked out of the arena with his wife. Xiang Sibing said with a smile, "I want to walk around alone. You and sister can go back first."
Zhao Yiming's eyes were full of smiles. He whispered to his wife, "You are really a strong guy. Be careful. If you are hurt, the association will feel sorry for you."
Xiang Sibing nodded and turned to walk towards a small path. Zhao Yiming curled his lips and said to Zou Xiaoyun, "It has been a long time since I went shopping with you. Let's go for a walk."
Xiang Sibing walked on the small path for a while and stood there with a cold face. Her voice was cold as she said, "Could it be that the 13th Tycoon is a person who hides his head and tail? Now, I am the only female here. Do you still not dare to come out?"
A lazy voice was heard. "I just don't want to disturb Miss. Your husband doesn't need to worry about you wandering around by yourself. Aren't you afraid of meeting a prodigal son like me?"