I, a prison guard in the Heavenly Prison, secretly became invincible thanks to the system.

"The Arena of Life and Death!"

"Master Yan is really angry. Once you're on the life-or-death stage, it's not something that can be solved with a little money."

"Hmph, that kid only has himself to blame for courting death, daring to provoke even Lord Yama."

A group of people looked at Ye Kang with pity, as if they had already sentenced him to death in their hearts.

Ye Kang turned to look at Xie Yuan, who smiled and said, "There is a rule in the Grand Canal Market that no fighting is allowed. If you encounter trouble, go to the Life and Death Arena to resolve it yourself. Life and death are irrelevant, and no one else is allowed to interfere."

"I see."

Ye Kang sighed and said, "I don't want to do it. If you can offer a higher price, do it quickly, otherwise I'm taking the item."

Yan Ruitu merely snorted coldly upon hearing this, saying, "That's not up to you whether you want to or not. If I insist on not letting you take the treasure, what can you do about it?"

He stood in front of the stall owner, toying with the judge's pen in his hand, his expression full of mockery.

He was known in the martial arts world as the Black Judge, not only because of the Vajra Pen in his hand, but also because of the Yan brothers' vengeful nature.

This kid is really impolite. I've given him so many chances, but he doesn't appreciate them.

If I continue to tolerate this, who will be willing to stand up and annoy me in the future?

Faced with Yan Ruitu's aggressive questioning, Ye Kang remained silent for a moment before nodding.

"As you wish, but if you fight me, the prize isn't enough. If I defeat you, you can pay the five thousand taels for the treasure."

Yan Ruitu burst into laughter upon hearing this, his expression full of sarcasm.

"Defeat me? Interesting, interesting. For your audacity, I won't kill you, I'll just make you kneel down and call me grandpa a few times."

Yan Ruitu walked forward with great confidence, and Ye Kang followed silently without replying.

The crowd immediately made way for them and then began calling out to their friends.

"Hurry to the arena of life and death! There's something exciting to see!"

A huge arena stood beside the canal, and countless martial artists surrounded it.

Many martial artists usually settle disputes there, and some even die there, but it doesn't cause much of a stir.

But Yan Ruitu is different. The title of Black Judge speaks for itself, and his sixth-grade innate strength is awe-inspiring.

It's very beneficial to have the opportunity to watch such an expert demonstrate his skills.

Even if you don't gain any insights, it's still great to have some fun.

As Yan Ruitu's opponent, Ye Kang was virtually invisible, and almost everyone ignored him.

There were even experts offering betting odds outside the arena.

"Place your bets now, let's see if that kid can hold out for even a stick of incense on the life-or-death stage!"

"Who do you think you are? With Master Yan's strength, half an incense stick is more than enough."

"Exactly! I bet he won't last three moves!"

As martial artists placed their bets, the entire canal market suddenly became lively, attracting many people to come and watch the battle.

In the crowd, an old man with a white beard, surrounded by several guards, walked over with a smile on his face, greeting the martial artists beside him as he walked.

"It's Master Huyan! I didn't expect even he would come!"

"Master Huyan is one of the founders of the Grand Canal Market. He possesses the strength of a seventh-grade innate master, yet he is known for his kindness and generosity, earning him countless accolades. Since this battle involves sixth-grade martial artists, it is only natural that he would come to oversee the proceedings."

The martial artists looked at this highly respected elder with reverence, and all bowed to show their respect.

Master Huyan walked onto the arena on his own initiative, with Ye Kang and Yan Ruitu standing on either side.

"The purpose of setting up the battle platform at the Grand Canal Market was to mediate conflicts and prevent you from affecting the operation of the market. Today, thanks to your kindness, I will decide the outcome of this battle between the two of you. Is that alright?"

Yan Ruitu smiled dismissively: "Of course, I have the most faith in Master Huyan."

Ye Kang nodded silently.

Master Huyan glanced at Ye Kang, a hint of doubt rising in his heart.

This young man's aura was so subtle that even I couldn't discern his true strength, which showed that he must possess a skillful martial art that concealed his presence.

Even so, this person is still too young, so where does he get the confidence to challenge Yan Ruitu?

Could it be that an elder of the family is here?

Master Huyan was a shrewd old man. He immediately scanned the crowd below and a hunched old man, whose entire body was hidden in a black robe, suddenly looked up and met his gaze.

Xie Yuan smiled, showing no fear of Master Huyan's gaze, but rather a provocative one.

Master Huyan felt a chill run down his spine, large beads of cold sweat rolled down his forehead, and even his heart skipped a beat.

Looking at that incredibly familiar face, Master Huyan felt an overwhelming sense of fear, and a flood of unpleasant memories rushed back to him.

Xie Yuan put his finger to his lips, signaling him to be quiet.

Master Huyan immediately realized what was going on and hurriedly said, "In that case, once the gong sounds, you two may make your move at will."

He walked down with a somewhat strange expression, his shock beyond measure.

Can’t be wrong!

That guy must be Xie Yuan!

I was wondering why that kid on stage was so fearless; turns out he really has some incredible connections!

With Xie Yuan personally protecting him, does this young man's identity need any further explanation?

It must be Xie Jinghong, the sixth young master of the Xie family in Jinling, who is exceptionally talented and whose talent is unparalleled!

"Ah!"

At this moment, the sixth young master of the Xie family, who was far away, sneezed, looking completely bewildered.

……

On the stage of life and death.

The gongs boomed, and all the martial artists held their breath, craning their necks, wondering how Yan Ruitu would end this battle.

Yan Ruitu grinned maliciously, stepped forward with his right foot, and a stream of dark true energy spread from the sole of his foot, like ink painting, floating around him. Huge calligraphy characters swirled around him, which was quite strange.

Yan Ruitu brandished the Vajra Judge's Pen in his hand and said, "Boy, don't say I'm bullying the weak. I'll give you a chance. If you can break my Judge's Pen technique, then you win."

With a confident wave of his sleeve, dozens of large characters written with a brush swirled around him, the brushstrokes flowing like dragons and snakes, showcasing his mastery of calligraphy.

This was the first time Ye Kang had ever seen a technique that combined internal energy with calligraphy.

Seeing that the other party was not joking, Ye Kang also smiled.

"Then you won't be polite."

He walked over slowly, gathering his true energy as he activated the Chaos Strike Technique. Wisps of golden energy emanated from his dantian and flowed to his right fist.

Yan Ruitu grinned, showing no intention of making a move.

This Judge's Calligraphy technique is a martial art passed down through generations of the Yan family. It is extremely profound, and his own calligraphy skills are renowned in the literary world. The combination of the two makes the defense formed by the calligraphy technique as stable as Mount Tai.

Let alone the fact that the opponent is a teenager who hasn't even grown up yet, even if it were a seventh-rank expert, they wouldn't be able to defeat him in one blow.

Ye Kang ignored his arrogant expression, casually walked over, and with his right fist behind him, he bent his arm to gather strength, and his golden energy enveloped his right fist into a golden ball.

Xie Yuan, sitting in the audience, stared wide-eyed.

Chaos Strike!

This kid actually mastered the basics in such a short time!

A genius! A true genius!

Then look at Ye Kang, who seemingly casually threw a punch that landed directly on a piece of calligraphy.

The calligraphy remained completely unchanged, showing no signs of damage, and not even a slight vibration.

The onlookers all revealed their mocking expressions.

Before they could even speak, Yan Ruitu's confident expression suddenly changed, and he looked at his abdomen in utter astonishment.

A massive fist-shaped imprint suddenly pierced through him, striking his abdomen directly. His clothes were instantly torn apart, and violent golden true energy surged through his body.

Bang!

Yan Ruitu was struck by the immense force and sent flying backward, embedding himself directly into the giant golden gong at the edge of the arena.