Chapter 615 - 611: Fighting Ma Xiao

「On this day.」

Early in the morning, a massive crowd had already gathered outside the War God Arena. Every single person was a powerful and influential figure in the Nanshan Collection.

Each of them was fabulously wealthy.

They had all bought their admission tickets long ago and were now focused on the odds and wagers for today's grand battle at the betting stalls.

"Look! The odds on Beichen have been raised to 1.1 to 1, and the total wagers have reached sixty-eight million Soul Stones!"

"Ma Xiao's odds are a little higher at 1.3 to 1. Why don't we bet on him?"

"But isn't Beichen more likely to win?"

"That's not a sure thing. Ma Xiao is very strong too. He's won the title of Ten-Time Champion three times in the Middle-Level Battlefield. His overall strength puts him in the top five!"

"In that case, I'll just bet a little on both sides!"

「An hour later.」

The betting stalls finally closed. By now, the total wagers in the betting pool had surpassed the one hundred fifty million Soul Stone mark.

「Top floor.」

"Young Master, the wagers on Beichen total eighty million, while Ma Xiao has over seventy million. Should we intervene and manipulate the outcome?" the dark figure asked.

The Young Master shook his head. "No rush. There are still many whales observing the situation. Let's wait. We don't need to deliberately arrange his opponents for the next few matches. Just follow the normal rotation to mislead them. The bottom line is, we just need to keep Beichen's winning streak under ninety-five."

"I understand!"

The dark figure withdrew.

Meanwhile, Hong Yu and his party arrived at the War God Arena's preparation area via a special passage.

The preparation areas for the Middle-Level Battlefield were interconnected, meaning the experts from both sides were in the same space. This was supposedly done to stir up animosity between opponents before the match.

This, in turn, would increase the intensity and entertainment value of the fight.

'The War God Arena really will stop at nothing to make money!'

"Heh heh heh, if it isn't our ninety-win-streak Beichen?" a sarcastic voice called out the moment Hong Yu entered the preparation area.

He narrowed his eyes and followed the sound of the voice, only to see Ma Lie staring at him with a mocking expression.

Besides ridicule, Ma Lie's eyes were filled with envy and jealousy.

'A ninety-win streak!'

'It was a supreme honor.'

Over the past few days, the name "Beichen" was constantly ringing in his ears. Whether he was eating, shopping, or even visiting a brothel, the people around him were all passionately discussing how strong and handsome Beichen was.

It was enough to give Ma Lie sleepless nights!

How could he not hate Hong Yu to the bone?

Hong Yu ignored Ma Lie completely, his gaze shifting to Ma Xiao, who was currently brandishing his Heavy Sword. As if sensing the stare, Ma Xiao looked up.

Their eyes met, and an intense light seemed to flash between them.

Their gazes clashed in mid-air, erupting with a scorching radiance that made one's heart pound in their chest.

"Today is the day you die!" Ma Xiao licked his Heavy Sword, his gaze utterly sinister.

Hong Yu frowned slightly, feeling the intense killing intent emanating from Ma Xiao.

Of course, Hong Yu was no pushover.

'Since his opponent has been dead set on killing him from the very beginning, why bother being polite?'

He grinned, gave Ma Xiao a thumbs-up, then flipped it upside down and pointed it at the ground. "You're the one who's going to die!"

"Hmph!"

Ma Xiao snorted in fury.

A grim killing intent throbbed wildly in his eyes. Clearly, his desire to murder Hong Yu was growing ever stronger.

"Brother, you have to kill him later!" Ma Lie said viciously.

"Rest assured."

Ma Xiao nodded, his gaze dark and cold. "I will use this Heavy Sword to cut his body into pieces, then I'll take them out and feed them to the dogs!"

"Hahaha, that's a brilliant idea!"

Ma Lie's eyes lit up, as if he could already picture the grisly scene of Hong Yu being slain and his corpse dragged out to feed the dogs.

Ten minutes or so later, a staff member from the War God Arena walked in and said to Hong Yu and Ma Xiao, "You two, it's time to enter the arena!"

"Alright!"

Hong Yu and Ma Xiao left the preparation area one after the other.

RUMBLE RUMBLE RUMBLE!

"Ma Xiao! Ma Xiao! Unrivaled in the world! His Heavy Sword slaughters all!"

"Beichen! Beichen! Number one in the world! Unmatched and unstoppable!"

The thunderous roars swirled above the War God Arena like peals of thunder. The Middle-Level Battlefield could hold half a million spectators, and with not an empty seat in sight, one could only imagine the immense attention this battle had garnered.

"Hahaha, Beichen, this day next year will be your death anniversary! When it comes, I'll be sure to burn some extra joss paper for you!" Ma Xiao leaped high into the air. His four hooves smashed down heavily onto the platform, blasting a deep crater and sending countless stone fragments flying.

His attack style was primarily ferocious and tyrannical.

He stared arrogantly at Hong Yu.

"The Ten-Time Champion, Ma Xiao!"

"Invincible Ma Xiao! I bet a million Soul Stones on you, so you'd better tear that kid to shreds!"

Ma Xiao's supporters were incredibly wild, as arrogant and tyrannical as he was.

SWOOSH!

Hong Yu's figure was as light as a feather as he slowly descended onto the platform.

In that moment, the sight of this handsome and refined youth standing with his hands clasped behind his back caused a large number of the beautiful women in the audience to let out piercing shrieks.

"AHHH! I see Beichen again! Oh my gods, I fantasized about him last night and had a full ten orgasms..."

"You b****, I only had three..."

"Go, Beichen! I'm here cheering for you on behalf of all the sisters from the brothels in the Nanshan Collection!"

On the platform, Hong Yu wiped away a cold sweat. "..."

'Good grief!'

'How did I become such a ladies' man?'

It wasn't Hong Yu's fault. Most of the fighters in the War God Arena were savage-looking, brawny men with faces covered in scars. It was rare to see a clean-cut, handsome youth like him.

Naturally, he had countless female fans!

The Host slowly flew up. "This fight will be Beichen's ninety-first match! At the same time, it will be the three-hundredth match of Ma Xiao's career. Today is destined to be a true spectacle!"

"Just get on with it!"

"Stop wasting your breath!"

The Host was sweating buckets. Seeing that the audience was about to riot, he quickly announced, "Alright, the match will begin immediately!"

BOOM!

The Prohibition barrier flared to life, enveloping the entire platform.

"Heh heh heh... Beichen, I told you to pray you wouldn't run into me. Otherwise, the day we met would be the day you die!" Ma Xiao grinned viciously.

SWISH! SWISH! He swung the Heavy Sword in his hand, sending out powerful arcs of sword light that slashed across the ground, like the claws of a ferocious Giant Beast gouging deep scars into the earth.

Hong Yu stared intently at Ma Xiao. "Bring it."

"Celestial Horse Cross Slash!"

Ma Xiao suddenly leaped into the air, his pure physical strength alone launching him a hundred meters high.

His arms, thicker than a grown man's thigh, surged with frenzied power as he gripped his Heavy Sword and swung it down with a thunderous roar.

The sword light shot toward the heavens, forming a brilliant, radiant cross in the air!

In an instant, the cross-shaped slash of light was right in front of Hong Yu.

The slash was imbued with a terrifying power. It possessed immense destructive force, and the platform beneath Hong Yu's feet began to tremble before the attack even reached him.

'He does have some skill,' Hong Yu thought, narrowing his eyes.

This Ma Xiao's combat power was roughly on par with Xiahuang Shang's before he entered the True Dragon Battlefield.

This was an absolutely formidable level of power.

He was already at the Peak of the War King realm, just one step away from crossing into the War Emperor Level. No wonder he had made such a name for himself in the War God Arena.

"Great Destruction Fist!"

Hong Yu, of course, was not one to simply sit and wait for death.

He took a wide stance, drew in a deep breath, and his figure seemed to grow taller in an instant as he threw a punch.

VMMMMMM!

Great Destruction Fist, First Technique—Heaven and Earth Have Me.

As the Nine-Colored Fist Gang converged, it seemed to condense a pocket dimension, a world where nothing else existed—only the true self.

The immense Fist Gang shot straight up.

BANG!

The Fist Gang and the sword light clashed in mid-air, setting off a series of thunderous explosions.

RUMBLE!

The sword light shattered instantly, and Hong Yu's punch continued its upward trajectory unimpeded.

"How is this possible?"

Ma Xiao's expression tightened.

He had never imagined that Hong Yu's fist of flesh and blood could be so powerful.

A crazed, vicious look flashed in his eyes. 'Since it's come to this, it seems I can no longer afford to hold back today.'

"Destruction of the Sky!"

Ma Xiao suddenly roared.

His four hooves galloped madly through the air, his body shifting to evade the Great Destruction Fist Gang.

Then, his charging figure came to an abrupt halt. His two rear hooves stomped heavily on the air. BOOM! BOOM! Two roars echoed as shockwaves of energy rippled out from beneath his feet.

At the same time, Ma Xiao raised his Heavy Sword high.

In that instant, Ma Xiao's figure seemed to swell, and a hundred-meter-tall phantom materialized behind him. It was a Mystical Dharma Aspect.

This Mystical Dharma Aspect was a Celestial Horse Shooter!

Its wings were spread wide as it held a Golden Great Bow, and Ma Xiao's own Heavy Sword transformed into the bow's Arrow.

He drew the bow and let loose!

TWANG!

The sound of a vibrating bowstring echoed through the air as the Heavy Sword shot forth with a SWOOSH!

The entire Heavy Sword shone with golden light, trailing a long, golden tail of light behind it.

As the Heavy Sword vibrated, soared, and spun wildly through the air, it actually caused the void to fracture. Wisps of terrifying spatial storms escaped from the cracks. Clearly, the power of this strike had reached the War Emperor (Yin Yang Realm) Level, capable of affecting the stability of space itself.

Carrying the power of the spatial storms, the golden Heavy Sword arrived before Hong Yu in an instant.

"Block it!"

Hong Yu roared.

He dropped into a horse stance and threw a flurry of punches. Streams of azure Fist Gang condensed before him, forming a radiant Light Shield.

BANG!

The Heavy Sword slammed into the shield, causing the Light Shield to shudder violently.

Hong Yu was thrown back dozens of meters, his feet carving deep, jagged gouges into the ground. His hands trembled slightly. The power of this blow was terrifying. True to its name, "Destruction of the Sky," it truly held the power to make the heavens tremble.

"Heh heh heh, Beichen, just lie down and die!"

Ma Xiao laughed wildly.

「In the Audience Seats...」

Countless spectators gasped, then erupted into cheers.

"Hahaha, I told you Ma Xiao would win!"

"Sigh, Beichen is still too green, after all. Still, managing to get a ninety-win streak was already a miracle!"

"A pity. No matter how amazing he is, he's going to die today!"

Amidst the crowd's emotional sighs, the Light Shield suddenly shattered with a BOOM! The Heavy Sword, blazing with golden light, shot through and engulfed Hong Yu...