C508 Instant Defeat of the King(2)
C508 Instant Defeat of the King(2)
The Sovereign King was second only to the Black Tortoise among the young geniuses of the North Sea Domain. He was the strongest amongst Mo Tian and the others. He couldn't even withstand a single blow from Chiang Zhan. He was utterly defeated with just a single strike. This scene was too shocking. Even if the crowd could only watch helplessly... I can't believe it.
What they couldn't understand the most was that the Sovereign King's cultivation base was one Great Stage higher than Chiang Zhan's. Despite that, he was still defeated in a single strike. If the two of them had the same cultivation base, they might have been killed in an instant.
Everyone couldn't help but sigh. Just now, the Sovereign King had won 78 matches in a row. The legend of the Sovereign King being invincible continued. At that time, the Sovereign King would have endless glory. His pride was soaring, but who would have thought that Chiang Zhan would end his glorious record at this moment? All the glory had dispersed with the wind, leaving behind only a humiliation that could never be erased.
Every expert who was watching the battle shifted their gaze to Chiang Zhan. It was as if they had seen the sun and moon that were beyond their reach. Only now did they truly understand the meaning of the words "Sovereign Talent."
"How is this possible? I have transcended the heavenly tribulation, and my strength has increased tremendously. How could I be defeated by a single strike?" The Sovereign King fell to the ground. The moment he stood up, his face was filled with disbelief. It was as though he had just woken up from a nightmare. His face was pale, and his eyes were dim. He muttered to himself, refusing to believe the fact that he had lost.
It was because this was too ridiculous. Ever since he was defeated by Chiang Zhan last time... During this period of crazy cultivation, he had killed countless specters to sharpen his saber intent despite the risk of his life. All of them had been raised to the peak of seventy percent, and he had comprehended the third type of saber intent. The saber intent of water had advanced to the Tribulation Falling Stage, and his strength had increased by more than ten times. They had displayed their might on the Divine Martial Arena and won consecutive battles, and their shocking battle results were comparable to that of the Black Tortoise. Mo Tian.
Facing Chiang Zhan in such a situation, the Sovereign King was a hundred times more confident. His fighting spirit was burning. Initially, he wanted to kill Chiang Zhan in one fell swoop and wash away his shame. He wanted to spread his name across the world, but in the end, he was defeated by Chiang Zhan with a single strike. Although his injuries weren't serious, his heart had suffered a huge blow. His entire body had completely collapsed, and he was no longer as majestic as before.
Chiang Zhan shook his head. The strength of a Sovereign King was comparable to Dragon Bull Old Ancestor. In fact, it was even stronger. If he hadn't cultivated the Nine Transformation Golden Core Art... Even if he could defeat his opponent, it wouldn't be so easy. But now that the gap between their strengths had been widened, before the battle had even begun... He had already guessed the outcome.
However, the fact that the Sovereign King could not even withstand a single saber strike still surprised him greatly. From this battle, he had gained a deeper understanding of the Nine Revolutions Golden Pill Art. It was indeed worthy of being a mysterious heart technique that had been left behind from ancient times. Indeed, its might was unparalleled.
After the Sovereign King was lost in his thoughts for a while, he gradually regained his calm. He furrowed his brows and looked at Chiang Zhan. Without saying a word, he left the square dejectedly.
"Everyone, the battle just now was just the appetizer. I believe that there are two sides to it. There are mighty demons and experts here. No matter who it is, as long as they can defeat Chiang Zhan, I solemnly promise to reward them with one million spirit stones."
All of a sudden, a dignified voice was heard. Everyone looked towards the source of the voice and found that it was the elder of Divine Martial Sect, Qian Feng, who was in charge of the Central City.
What he just said was that as long as they defeated Chiang Zhan, they would be rewarded with one million mid grade spirit stones.
Everyone was surprised and excited. They were all rubbing their fists, and their fighting spirit was soaring.
A million spirit stones was equivalent to a reward for ten consecutive victories under normal circumstances. Such a large amount of wealth was undoubtedly tempting.
Although Chiang Zhan had defeated the Sovereign King in a domineering manner, it had created an incomparable pressure in the depths of one's heart. However, those were all weak people. Besides, people died because of wealth. Birds die for food. When they heard that Qian Feng had increased the reward by tenfold... Immediately, there were quite a number of Demon Cultivator Almighties. The Devil Dao Expert's eyes were blood-red, and they revealed a greedy expression.
In fact, there were even many disciples of the righteous path whose eyes reflected a fierce fighting spirit, and they were eager to fight.
"Elder Qian, do you keep your word?"
Immediately, a Demon Cultivator Almighty, a peak Fourth Heavenly Layer Tribulation Falling Stage, stood out and asked with a cold smile on his face.
Chiang Zhan looked down from the arena and saw that the one who spoke was a middle-aged man in brown. He had a skinny body and was short and energetic. No one knew what kind of demon beast he was, but his strength was extremely terrifying. He was slightly stronger than the Sovereign King, and was not any weaker than him.
"My words carry weight. Of course, I will keep my word." Qian Feng looked at the middle-aged man in brown indifferently and asked, "What? Do you want to fight on the arena?"
"I do have such intentions." The middle-aged man in brown nodded his head. As he spoke, he rushed towards Chiang Zhan with the wind under his feet.
The crowd made way for him, as their calm hearts once again tensed up following the footsteps of the man in brown.
Chiang Zhan held the saber tightly and waited with rapt attention. He was ready to fight. Although he did not have the confidence to defeat the middle-aged man, he was not afraid of his opponent. It was only a battle of equal strength.
"Hold on." Qian Feng smiled. His eyes slowly swept across the crowd and let out a loud and clear voice, "If you want to compete with Chiang Zhan, or rather, if you want to get a huge reward, you need to pay two hundred thousand spirit stones to get onto the stage."
Before he finished speaking, many experts present immediately understood Qian Feng's intention. He used Chiang Zhan as bait and threw out a million spirit stones as a prize. His goal was also to make a fortune.
However, this was understandable. Qian Feng wasn't a fool either. It was impossible for him to throw out a million spirit stones for nothing. In addition, each person had to pay two hundred thousand mid grade spirit stones. As long as they could defeat Chiang Zhan... No matter what, it was more worthwhile to earn eight hundred thousand spirit stones than to compete with others.
As for Chiang Zhan's strength, everyone had seen it with their own eyes. Anyone who had the courage to go on stage or was ready to go on stage had full confidence in themselves. No one would give up the opportunity to earn money just because of a small profit.
This time, the brown clothed middle-aged man did not even frown when he heard this. He took out a Storage Ring and flicked his finger, shooting it toward Qian Feng. Following that, he jumped onto the stage and confronted Chiang Zhan.