Chapter 665 - 180: You’re Quite Handsome; You Must Be up to Your Eyeballs in Debt, Right?

Chapter 665: Chapter 180: You’re Quite Handsome; You Must Be up to Your Eyeballs in Debt, Right?

With the lots drawn and the prodigies having arrived, a few buzzing tremors echoed...

Down in the open area below, several powerful barrier light screens shot up into the sky like giant blades of light, carving the entire field into four arenas, each sealed off by Spiritual Light.

The Spirit Awakening Realm, Divine Power Realm, Acupoint Realm, and Bright Heart Realm—the four zones were clearly distinguished.

The arena for the Spirit Awakening Realm, where rookies would peck at each other, was the smallest.

The arena for the Bright Heart Realm, where the top prodigies would clash, was the most spacious, occupying the vast majority of the area.

It was worth noting that these "arenas" were not the flat bluestone floors Chu Fan had imagined. Instead, they were sections of a Chaotic Stone Forest that preserved the original topography.

Natural boulders dozens of feet high stood within, creating complex terrain that would severely test a Cultivator’s adaptability.

"The rules are simple, and also cruel."

Someone in the crowd explained to their companion in a low voice, "Once you’re in the arena, there are no restrictions on using poison, hidden weapons, or even treacherous schemes."

"Winning is everything."

"However, to keep things from getting too out of hand, there are two ironclad rules to maintain a semblance of fairness."

"The first is ’Against the Flow.’ Low-Realm madmen can go to a higher-Realm arena to seek death, but high-Realm experts are absolutely forbidden from entering a lower-Realm arena to crush rookies."

"In other words, if you’re in the Spirit Awakening Realm and make it to the top ten in your bracket, you can charge into the Divine Power Realm’s zone anytime you feel like your life is too long." ℯℯ𝑙.

"The second is the ’Weapon Limit Order,’ which gives us smaller sects and families a fighting chance."

The person pointed to the text on the light screen. "Each Realm’s arena has a grade limit for weapons and Magical Treasures."

"The Spirit Awakening Realm is limited to Lower Grade Spirit Soldiers, the Divine Power Realm is limited to Lower Grade Profound Weapons, and so on."

"Otherwise, if you ran into some pampered brat from a top Noble Family wearing a top-grade Ancient Treasure like a tortoise shell, you wouldn’t be able to break their defense even if they just stood there and let you hit them. Would you even call that a Martial Dao competition?"

"That’s just a circus!"

In the corner where the Seven Stars Gang was gathered.

Zhao Tianxing’s sword-gripping hand was sweating slightly, a mix of excitement and nervousness.

Beside him, Li Qingxue’s pretty face was tense, her breathing slightly rushed.

Gang Leader Cao Feng, Guardian Chen Xuan, and the others had previously pleaded with the two to withdraw from the competition.

After all, their Cultivation was still shallow. One had just broken through to the Divine Power Realm, and the other was only at the Second Heaven of the Divine Power Realm.

In this Realm’s arena, which of the main disciples from the major sects wasn’t an expert at the Late Stage of the Divine Power Realm, or even its peak?

If two early-stage Cultivators went up there and ran into a ruthless opponent at the Fifth Level of the Divine Power Realm or higher, would there even be a fight?

But neither of them listened.

In Cao Feng’s exasperated words, "Those two are as stubborn as mules. You can’t drag them back."

Fortunately, Chu Fan, that unconventional character, had studied the tournament rulebook for half a day and managed to find a loophole.

’The rules only say you’re allowed to bring one contracted Demon Beast into the arena.’

So, Chu Fan arranged for Cyan Snake and White Snake to act as contracted Demon Pets and accompany Zhao Tianxing and Li Qingxue into battle, respectively.

White Snake had originally refused.

But after getting a sound thrashing from Chu Fan, it behaved.

Bringing a contracted Demon Pet into the arena was entirely within the rules.

It was just like Ah Linglong of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect rampaging around on her Iron Armor Crocodile—perfectly reasonable.

One had to understand that the combat prowess of White Snake, who had just broken through to the Spirit Demon Realm, and Cyan Snake, who had already stabilized its realm, was far beyond that of a human of the same rank.

The Demon Race had thick hides, tough flesh, and innate Divine Power. A Spirit Demon Level beast was strong enough to clash head-on with a human Martial Artist at the Late Stage of the Divine Power Realm!

Fighting two-on-one, they couldn’t be guaranteed victory, but they certainly wouldn’t be sitting ducks.

On another note, the current Chu Fan could be described as fabulously wealthy.

Before coming, he had armed the four of them to the teeth.

Right now, beneath their battle robes, they wore Lower Grade Profound Weapon-level soft armor, wielded well-suited Lower Grade Profound Weapon blades, and carried a thick stack of valuable Talismans.

If they showed off this set of equipment, it would be enough to make even those Noble Family Members green with envy!

How they ultimately performed would depend on their own fortunes.

Li Qingxue took a deep breath and turned her head, a little nervous.

She saw Chu Fan, his eyes shut tight, once again racing against time to cultivate that strange "Vajra Subduing Demon Skill"!

Li Qingxue pressed her lips together and helplessly turned her gaze back to the arenas below.

At this moment, on the high platform, Daoist Qingyangzi had already begun announcing the names according to the lottery results.

Except for the central Bright Heart Realm arena, which would open later, Spiritual Light flared in the other three zones as Martial Artists from all sides leaped into the Chaotic Stone Forest and began to fight.

Just then—

A jarring voice suddenly cried out from nearby, three parts terror and seven parts misery, like a broken gong: "Chu Fan! Qingxue! Help me!"

The voice was all too familiar, and everyone present felt their eyelids twitch.

The group from the Seven Stars Gang, including even Chu Fan who had been cultivating, all snapped their heads in the direction of the voice.

In the next second, the corners of their mouths couldn’t help but twitch.

They saw the burly Shi Hao, held up like a helpless chick, dangling in mid-air by the robes on his chest!

The one holding him was a woman in red with a commanding, heroic air—the Eldest Miss of the Wang Family, Wang Yiyi.

Seeing this, his colleagues from the Demon Suppression Bureau didn’t draw their blades to help. Instead, with a striking unspoken agreement, they all turned in unison to gaze at the sky, pretending they hadn’t seen a thing.

Clearly, they already knew what had happened.

It was already a show of restraint that they hadn’t gone over to hold Shi Hao down and beat him up themselves.

Chu Fan rose helplessly and went over to mediate. "Eldest Miss Wang, I don’t know what happened, but we can talk this out. How about you put him down first?"

Wang Yiyi glanced at Chu Fan but didn’t let go. Instead, she grinned. "Talk this out? This shifty-eyed colleague of yours dared to peep under my cousin’s skirt!"

"For a pervert like this, even if I crippled all three of his legs right in front of Lord Leng, the Demon Suppression Bureau wouldn’t say a word against it, would they?"

"This..."

Hearing this, Chu Fan’s expression instantly darkened. He turned to look at the big oaf dangling in the air.