Slay the God: Jar Merchant, General Zhao Opens the Forbidden Ruins

The giant dragon composed of countless elements roared and destroyed the black sickle energy swung by Cao Yuan with a destructive momentum, and continued to rush towards the target with undiminished momentum.

Cao Yuan, standing at the edge of the ring, gave a bitter laugh and raised his hands: "Brother Yu, you're exaggerating. I won't fight anymore. I surrender!"

After saying this, An Qingyu, who was in the sky above the void, waved his hand at the roaring dragons. All of the dragons instantly transformed into tiny starlight elements and dissipated. "I admit it."

An Qingyu said this lightly, turned around and flew back to sit next to the happy Jiang Er.

Shaking his head helplessly, Cao Yuan jumped off the stage.

Fatty, who was lying on Molly's lap, comforted her, "Don't be discouraged, Fifth Brother. The deputy captain has already let you go. If he hadn't, he would have cut you into several pieces to study."

Zhao Kongcheng took over the conversation and said with a smile: "Fifth brother, you are strong enough, but you are unlucky. You met a high-powered person so early."

Moon Ghost chuckled beside him, "Fifth and Third Brothers, just sit back and watch me get a good ranking. If Big Brother and Fourth Brother also get a good ranking, our Open Can Pie will flourish."

"Okay, now it's time to look at the brothers."

Cao Yuan and Xuanwo perked up and nodded their heads like rattles.

The five emperors gathered together and talked in low voices. People nearby looked at them sideways, unable to understand why the five emperors would laugh or shout strangely from time to time.

"I wonder what those five guys from Old Zhao are up to again!" Wen Qimo took a sip of his drink and continued, "They're talking nonsense. They must be discussing how to open the can again."

"Qi Wen, your guess might actually be right." Wu Xiangnan nodded in agreement: "Forget about the five charlatans, let's watch the duel between the captain and Captain Shao on the ring."

"Neither side used any special techniques, relying solely on skill. Swords clashed, fists clashed. It wasn't a spectacular fight, but in my opinion, it was more exciting than any other."

"Both of them are veterans. There's not a single unnecessary move in their attacks. While their moves may seem ordinary, they conceal murderous intent."

“Wonderful, incomparably wonderful.”

Wu Xiangnan clapped his hands lightly.

Zuo Qing, who was nearby, heard this and chuckled softly, saying, "The former Black and White Devils made a great name for themselves when they were freshmen. Having fought so many battles, both large and small, their experience is already unmatched by ordinary people. They've also formed muscle memory, so they don't even need to think before they attack. Their muscles react subconsciously to the way they draw their swords and the angles they strike. If we don't consider things like the Forbidden Ruins, there are really few people in the world who could defeat Old Chen and the other two."

"Mr. Ye is not okay either?"

"It's not impossible, let's go with it fifty-fifty."

"What Zuo Qing said is correct." Ye Fan said calmly: "If we only use skills to fight, Muye and the other two are almost at the top. No one dares to say that they can definitely beat Muye and the other two by using skills."

"No, if it's a duel between sword and knife, Zhou Ping will definitely win. Zhou Ping's sword is truly in the lead."

Wen Qimo asked curiously, "In the duel between Captain and Captain Shao, who do you think will win, Mr. Ye?"

"Muye has a higher chance of winning." Ye Fan pointed at the arena: "Although his skills are similar, there are subtle differences in various aspects. You see, if nothing unexpected happens, the winner will be decided."

Everyone looked over and saw that Chen Muye and the other person had separated briefly. They all stopped chatting and focused their attention on the arena.

I saw.

Shao Pingge was breathing heavily now, and the hand holding the knife was shaking slightly. "It's been more than ten years since we last met. Old Chen, you've become more and more abnormal. Our skills are similar, but in terms of physical fitness and strength, you are slightly better than me. If we keep fighting like this, I will lose sooner or later."

"How about we have a fight to decide the outcome?"

Chen Muye stomped his foot lightly, and a huge shadow of Black Impermanence suddenly appeared behind him. Countless deathly auras filled the entire arena. He tapped the ground with the tips of his two swords, a smile on his face.

"Then let's decide the outcome with one move."

"it is good."

Shao Pingge's whole body trembled slightly, and a shadow of Bai Wuchang appeared behind him.

The Black and White Impermanence shook their heads and looked at each other. As Chen Muye and the other man rushed forward, the masked Black and White Impermanence followed and crossed the ring like a ghost.

clang--

The arena seemed very large, but the two men only took a moment to avoid each other. There was only a sound of weapons clashing. Chen Muye, who was back to back, was the first to retract his two swords, then slowly turned around.

Shao Pingge paused for a moment, then turned around with a hearty laugh and said, "Old buddy, you win this time, but don't get too complacent. I'll get back at you later."

Shao Pingge raised his hand to wipe the blood off his neck, put his arm around Chen Muye's shoulders, and the two walked off the ring together.

Back in the audience, Chen Muye couldn't help but feel a little proud when he saw the child's admiring eyes. He then reached out and patted the child on the shoulder: "How about it, isn't Dad awesome?"

"Awesome! Dad is the best! He beat the crap out of Uncle Shao."

Shao Pingge???

"I'm hurting you for nothing!"

"I'm not wrong, Uncle Shao, you just can't beat my dad."

"Ha ha ha ha--"

Everyone around laughed.

At this time, Li Shaoming, who was standing on the platform above the ring, took the microphone again and said, "136 people have already decided the winner. Now, brothers and sisters, please give the contestants a warm round of applause."

"Clap clap-"

"Wonderful, absolutely fantastic! Much better than those 50-cent special effects on TV. Boss Li, stop talking and start the next round."

"It's even more exciting than those fights between gods on TV. Come on everyone!"

“…”

"..."

Tsunami-like applause continued to burst out from the audience, mixed with roars, and all the sounds merged together, like a vegetable market, and like a beautiful song.

Li Shaoming raised his hand to lower his voice, and when his voice died down, he continued, "The prizes for the 68st to th places are pretty much the same, and there are already winners."

"The remaining 32 will be selected from the losers in the previous round."

"Time is limited. From now on, the arena will be divided into two sides. On one side, the winners will continue to strive for a higher ranking. Friends who lost in the previous round will compete in the elimination round again until 32 winners are selected to fill the vacancies in the top 100."

"Now, let's start....drawing tickets."

Li Shaoming waved his hand, and the ballot box split into two, and the arena was also separated into two sides.

Those who lost in the last round all had happy smiles on their faces. Although they had no chance of winning the prizes for the top 20, the prizes within the top 100 were also very tempting. Any one of them could make them rich.

The tickets were quickly drawn and all those who had drawn a ticket went up to the ring again.

There was an overwhelming roar of shouts, cheers, and applause from the audience, with some even jumping onto their companions' shoulders to cheer.

With a sound the game started.

A small number of people on the ring...moved.