"What? He's going to challenge Wu Ji at this arena of life and death?"
"Having a fight at this arena of life and death requires signing a death contract. Chu Feng is really taking a risk, isn't he?"
"This young man is bored with life. Wu Ji is the founder of the Sword Dao Alliance and the eldest son of the Sword Dao Family. He ranks ninth on the Blue Dragon List and is a master with the Yuanwu Fifth Rank cultivation. Chu Feng dares to challenge him?"
When Chu Feng said this, it was like a thunderclap in the sky, and everyone was shocked. Their jaws dropped in astonishment. At first, some people thought Chu Feng was joking, but when Chu Feng shouted "Wu Ji, die!" several times, people knew that Chu Feng was serious.
"Yuanwu First Rank. Has this young man already reached the Yuanwu First Rank?"
Finally, some high-ranking people in the Yuanwu realm sensed Chu Feng's cultivation level. The Yuanwu First Rank was not extremely powerful in the core area, but when the Yuanwu First Rank cultivation was placed on Chu Feng, it made some people look at Chu Feng with new eyes and re-examine this young man. Not to mention Chu Feng's such an age, being able to reach the Yuanwu First Rank indicates something. The most important thing is that when Chu Feng just entered the core area, he was only at the Spiritwu Seventh Rank, but in less than two months, he jumped two ranks and crossed a major realm, reaching the Yuanwu First Rank. This progress speed is truly astonishing.
"Chu Feng is not ordinary. He turns out to be a genius. If he continues to grow, he will definitely become a number one figure. But unfortunately, he is too arrogant. He has made a death challenge with Brother Gong, and in one year, no matter how powerful he is, he won't be able to defeat Brother Gong." Some people who recognized Chu Feng's potential felt sorry for him.
"Humph, Why a year? This boy will surely lose today. Wu Ji and Brother Gong have a good relationship and have been looking down on him for a long time. Now he dares to challenge Wu Ji on the death arena. Wu Ji will definitely not let him off." But some people thought that Chu Feng was doomed today.
"Who challenges me?" At this moment, another loud shout rang out, and then a figure emerged from the crowd and landed steadily on the competition platform.
This person was thin, of average height, and looked extremely ugly. He had a golden hook nose, frog eyes, his mouth opened and his teeth were discolored, and his breath could travel thirty meters. If he blew a breath in front of someone, that person could kneel and vomit uncontrollably.
But despite his poor appearance, he was well-known in the core area. He was the founder of the Sword Dao Alliance, ranked ninth on the Blue Dragon List, and exactly Wu Ji.
"Are you Wu Ji?" Chu Feng's eyes lit up. For the first time, he discovered that there were people with such strange appearances in the world.
Wu Ji's nostrils flared, his mouth opened wide, and he patted his flabby stomach, proudly saying, "I'm Wu Ji. Are you challenging me?"
"Not challenging you. I want to kill you." Chu Feng said coldly.
"Okay, I'll fulfill your wish. Elder, bring a death contract here. I'll learn about this young man here today." Wu Ji shouted loudly to the crowd below.
If he spoke to the Inner Gate Elder like this, it would be fine, but daring to speak to the core elder like this, he was truly considered bold. Even many core disciples gasped in astonishment, thinking that Chu Feng was too arrogant, and they couldn't imagine that Wu Ji was even more arrogant.
But the most speechless thing was that not long after Wu Ji's words, a core elder actually stepped out of the crowd and slowly came to the competition platform. He held a pen and ink in his left hand and a death contract in his right hand, approaching Wu Ji.
"Damn it, what kind of identity does this Wu Ji have to be able to command the core elder like this?" Some people were astonished. That elder's cultivation level was not low. He was the Yuanwu Seventh Rank, two levels higher than Wu Ji, but he obediently followed Wu Ji's orders. This truly astonished everyone.
"About this, you don't know, do you? Wu Ji recently took Master Zhongli as his teacher and has officially received his direct transmission." Someone explained. "Old Master Zhongli? Is that the eccentric Zhongli Yilu?"
"Yes, that's him."
"Good heavens! Wuji actually joined his disciples?"
People were once again astonished. Zhongli Yilu was a well-known figure in the Blue Dragon Sect. If we were to judge his personal strength, he would definitely rank among the top three in the Blue Dragon Sect. Even the six elders who guarded the sect alone couldn't defeat him.
However, like Zhuge Qingyun, Zhongli Yilu was also a visiting elder. So in the Blue Dragon Sect, he merely held a title. He didn't care about anything and certainly wouldn't teach the sect's disciples skills. But now Wuji could actually join his master's disciples, which was truly something to envy.
"The Arena of Vengeance and Life and Death, it can indeed be used for life and death duels, but there must be some grudge. You two, do you have any grudge?" The elder asked.
"He oppressed my family, can that be considered a grudge?" Chu Feng replied.
"That kid, he ruined the of hundreds of my subordinates. Doesn't that count as a grudge?" Wuji snorted coldly.
"Sign, follow the blood seal." The elder said.
After everything was ready, the elder left the arena of combat. On that seemingly stained arena, only Wuji and Chu Feng remained.
"Kid, I've been wanting to kill you for a long time. I never expected you to come to me today and even dare to openly challenge me. If I don't satisfy your wish to die today, I really feel sorry for your blind devotion." Wuji clenched his hand, his energy surged, and a delicate long sword condensed.
This sword was very beautiful, it was simply extremely magnificent. However, it wasn't a real sword, but rather something that Wuji condensed with his energy. It was a fifth-level martial skill that was no less powerful than the Transforming Bow.
"Then let's start, I really want to see how you satisfy me." Chu Feng had an indifferent expression on his face, completely ignoring Wuji.
"Facing someone like you, I only need one strike." Wuji coldly shouted. He swung his long sword and made a remote strike at Chu Feng.
"Boom"
The strike was launched, causing a loud noise. A powerful and unrivaled sword energy condensed in the air, accompanied by a series of wind sounds, flying towards Chu Feng.