Battle God Emperor

"Fuck, what the heck is Tian Can? He wants to beat Feng Lang up with one hand? Pui! Feng Lang killed your Tian Can with one slash! "    

"It's not like you f * cking trashy Feng Lang can't compare. Do you know what it means to have ninety-eight matches for ninety-eight matches? As long as he wins this match and wins another one, he will be promoted to the King of Victory! "    

Just as the host had finished speaking, the two main characters Tian Can and Feng Lang had not come out yet, but the spectators had already started spitting out saliva. Luckily the Life and Death Arena forbade fighting, otherwise, the two parties would have already started.    

On one side, there were roughly fifty thousand spectators, almost half of them supporting Tian Can. On the other side, there were over thirty thousand spectators.    

The place where Dou Tian was at just happened to be the place where people stood in a neutral position.    

"Brother, you should win if you bet on Tian Can, or win if you bet on Feng Lang." A young man in white beside Dou Tian whispered into his ear.    

"I didn't." Dou Tian shrugged with a speechless face. Did he have to bet on who would win? Can't you just watch the battle?    

"Brother, don't lie to me. Don't worry, these people here are all neutral. We only look at and buy, we don't support them." The white-clothed youth curled his lips in disgust.    

"Bro, I really didn't buy it. I've never even seen Tian Can or Tian Can before, I'm just here to take a look." However, he was too lazy to explain and directly looked towards the arena.    

The white-clothed youth had no choice but to withdraw his thoughts and look at the arena.    

"Now, let us welcome Feng Lang on stage!" "Feng Lang, since the start of the life and death battle, you have consecutively won 91 times. He is like a true madman, cold-blooded, heartless, and anyone who dies in his hands is dismembered by his sharp claws."    

Hearing the host's introduction to Feng Lang, Dou Tian frowned. One hundred and ninety-one, one hundred and ninety-nine, their battle prowess was definitely not weak.    

However, it was impossible for the life and death arena to allow the two of them to win a hundred times at the same time, so it was specially arranged for the two of them to be together.    

Especially Tian Can, there were only two matches left. If he lost this match, there would be only death waiting for him. Once he won, the strength of his opponent in the last life and death battle would definitely increase by a level.    

Heaven Fighting was very clear on this point, so he first had to understand the rules of the game in the Life and Death Arena.    

Whoosh! A figure flashed out from the entrance of the battle stage. It was a black-armored warrior wearing a wolf mask. His black hair danced in the air and his pair of ghastly eyes were filled with a sense of bloodlust and wildness.    

He was half-squatting on the ground with both of his hands in the shape of claws. On the claws, a frightening light was emitted. It was an extremely sharp claw shaped battle weapon.    

"Peak of Word Law Battle Magic Stage?" Dou Tian squinted his eyes and took a deep breath. This Feng Lang gave him a sense of danger.    

"Next, please welcome our genius warrior, Tian Can!" The host shouted again, "Tian Can, you have won ninety-eight matches consecutively, there are only two more rounds to win the title of King of Hundred Herbs, he is naturally incomplete and only has one arm left, but his Sword Dao, cannot be compared with others of the same cultivation, in the ninety-eight matches, of which ninety one of them were defeated by him with a single slash, the remaining eight, no one can withstand ten strikes from him, will Feng Lang be able to live?"    

As the sound of his voice faded, quite a few people stood up abruptly. Staring at the other exit of the platform, only to see a figure of lightning streaking across the air like a sword beam, landing on the other side of the platform.    

"Tian Can! Tian Can! " The crowd began to cry out crazily, as if they had been injected with chicken blood.    

"Feng Lang! Feng Lang! " The person on the other side did not show any signs of weakness either. They too roared loudly in an attempt to suppress the other party's voice.    

Dou Tian regained his senses, and looked towards Tian Can, where he was standing, he could only see the back view, just like the host's introduction.    

Tian Can only had his left arm, his right arm had snapped off from his shoulder. On his back, there was a large iron sword, and the iron sword was wrapped in a long cloth.    

A head of white hair was draped over his shoulders, fluttering in the wind. His black robe gave off a sharp and aged feeling.    

"I presume that everyone is already eagerly anticipating this battle. Me too, I won't waste any more words. Now, I declare that the life and death duel shall begin!" the host shouted.    

Just as the two words fell, Feng Lang's legs suddenly stomped hard. Both of his hands were like wolf claws, slashing across the ground, causing blood-red flames to shoot out in all directions.    

In the next moment, Feng Lang shot out like an arrow that had left the bow, and in the blink of an eye, he was already in front of Tian Can.    

So fast, could it be that Feng Lang won just like that?    

The crowd held their breath, afraid that they would miss something.    

"Clang!"    

And it was also at this time that a sharp voice rang. In Tian Can's hands, a knife-like Long Sword had appeared out of nowhere, and with a slight raise of its hand, it blocked Feng Lang's sharp claws, causing sparks to fly in the air.    

The two of them were in a stalemate, and both of their eyes trembled slightly. However, neither of them could see what was happening.    

"Tian Can, kill him!" The people who supported Tian Can stood up and roared, as though he was right in front of them.    

"Feng Lang, tear him into pieces." On the other side, those who supported Feng Lang did not want to lag behind either.    

The two experts exploded the moment they made contact, clashing in the air and appearing in all directions like a bolt of lightning. The speed of the two was incomparably fast, and very few people could rival them.    

"As expected of someone who won 91 wins and 98 matches consecutively. Even I am far inferior in terms of speed and attack." Dou Tian took a deep breath and shook his head.    

Suddenly, his eyes flashed as he looked at the wind and waves above the battle stage in astonishment. He seemed to have discovered something, but he couldn't pinpoint exactly what it was.    

"His feet! His feet are lame!" Dou Tian almost cried out in surprise.    

"Brother, it seems that you are indeed a newcomer. Tian Can is missing an arm, and Feng Lang is crippled. This is something everyone knows." When the white-clothed youth at the side saw the look on Dou Tian's face, he couldn't help but despise him.    

Dou Tian only smiled as his mind was immersed in the battle between the two of them.    

The strength of these two handicapped people was actually so formidable. This caused Dou Tian to be filled with admiration in his heart, but he also felt a bit helpless in his heart. The life and death arena had to be determined by life and death; this was the rule of the game.    

No matter how strong Tian Can and Feng Lang were, between them, one must die.    

"This game's rules are really cruel." Dou Tian sighed. If he wanted to participate in the life and death battle, wouldn't he have to kill a hundred people if he wanted to win?    

The white-clothed youth looked at Dou Tian and said contemptuously, "Brother, stop talking to yourself. The rules of the life and death arena are cruel to begin with. Do you think we warriors can earn Soul Crystal that easily? "    

"You're right." Dou Tian nodded his head. He was very clear on this point. Only in the face of death would both parties go all out, not daring to lie.    

"Besides, this was something they volunteered to do. Who can we blame?" The man in white shook his head. There was no trace of sympathy in his eyes, only excitement.    

"Voluntary?" Dou Tian narrowed his eyes and once again raised his head to look at the two people on the stage.