Danwu God Emperor

The voice came from above, causing everyone to turn their heads and look surprised. They stared intently at the sky, their faces filled with excitement. How long had it been since that familiar voice had appeared in the wrestling arena!

Is it him? Did he really come?

Even Tong Zijin, whose face was always beaming with smiles, was shocked and looked up abruptly. No one knew that voice better than him; it was the voice that had always stood in his way on the road to victory.

Tong Zijin knew that as long as he was in the wrestling club, he would always be second.

The sound came, but the figure did not appear for a long time. However, the tens of thousands of audience members were already in an uproar. The entire audience stood up and turned their eyes to that corner on the third floor, that mysterious place.

Ye Lou squinted and looked up, only to find it completely dark. However, judging from Tong Zijin's awe-inspiring gaze, this person was definitely extraordinary. Ye Lou felt as if there were eyes watching him from that place.

I never expected that someone would actually be watching this place!

"They're here! They're here!" The quiet wrestling arena was once again ignited by a shout, exploding into chaos as countless eyes focused on a single point.

Suddenly, a man burst out from behind the bamboo curtain, his feet treading on the void. With a whoosh, his figure shot down like a sharp sword and landed steadily on the high platform.

He wore a long blue robe, held a long steel sword, stood upright, had a heroic appearance, and possessed an extraordinary temperament.

Standing here, one exudes an aura of dominance over the world.

Under the anxious gazes of onlookers, he finally appeared!

"Horned Galaxy!"

"Horned Galaxy!"

The entire arena chanted the man's name in unison. This was the name that had been creating legends in the wrestling arena, the name that had achieved ninety-nine victories in the wrestling arena three months ago. Yet, he was only waiting for an opponent worthy of his sword.

This guy is a monster!

That's right! Jiao Xinghe is the prodigy in everyone's heart! He has never lost a single match since his debut! All the challengers in the wrestling arena take him as their goal and try to catch up with him, only to find that the further they chase, the further they fall behind.

"Tong Zijin, are you just going to steal my opponent away like this?"

As soon as Jiao Xinghe opened his mouth, the entire audience fell silent, speechless and pale.

Could it be that Jiao Xinghe considers Ye Lou his final opponent? Although Ye Lou is indeed very strong, he shouldn't be able to be considered his opponent.

After a brief observation, Ye Lou couldn't help but sigh. This Jiao Xinghe was calm and composed, mature in mind, and possessed extraordinary strength. No wonder he had such high prestige among so many people.

"Hmm!" Ye Lou nodded simply. He knew Jiao Xinghe's purpose in coming down at this time. "I heard you've already won ninety-nine battles. Why did you choose me for the final battle?"

Jiao Xinghe praised without reservation: "You are proud and unyielding, with unparalleled talent. You must not have used your full strength in the previous battles. Both your character and strength are worthy of my drawing this sword."

"The main reason is that you are the first man she has ever treated differently."

"Who?" Ye Lou asked, puzzled.

Jiao Xinghe smiled but did not answer.

But the woman upstairs couldn't sit still. "Do you think I, Mu Wanrou, would look at this scoundrel differently? That damned Ye Lou, that stinking Ye Lou, I'll kill him sooner or later! And that traitor Jiao Xinghe, he's ruined our friendship of over ten years! I'll sew your mouth shut later!"

Even with such unreasonable demands, it still possesses a magnificent appearance.

"Achoo!" Ye Lou couldn't help but sneeze, wiping his nose haphazardly. What was going on? Was he sick? His behavior was rather casual and hardly elegant.

Jiao Xinghe stared at Ye Lou, puzzled.

He and Mu Wanrou were born into prestigious families and had a deep friendship. He watched Mu Wanrou grow into a graceful and beautiful woman, and it can be said that he was able to befriend many talented men of higher status and greater strength than himself because of his relationship with Mu Wanrou.

There was a time when Jiao Xinghe also had feelings for Mu Wanrou, but he quickly suppressed them. He knew that Mu Wanrou was worthy of a man above all others, both in terms of background and appearance.

There are none in Wushan Town, nor in Guanghui City; perhaps only the Imperial Capital has such a prodigy.

But she was drawn to this man in front of her. He was unkempt, and even though he had an eighth-level internal strength, compared to the many other talented men who had pursued Mu Wanrou before, none of them were inferior to him.

So even though Ye Lou only had eight levels of internal strength, he was determined to fight, just to resolve his inner conflict.

Coming to his senses, Jiao Xinghe said again, "Make your move. I'm looking forward to this battle! I never take advantage of others. You've already used up a lot of your spiritual energy, and my cultivation level is higher than yours. If you can last for a hundred breaths, I'll admit defeat."

"One hundred breaths?" Ye Lou smiled bitterly. Did they really look down on me that much?

"What? Only one hundred breaths!" Tong Zijin jumped up excitedly. "I am a ninth-level internal energy master, and my best record against you is only fifty breaths. My brother is only an eighth-level internal energy master, and if he fights against you, a ninth-level internal energy master, it will take at least a thousand breaths."

"No, not the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, no, no, it needs the time it takes to brew a cup of tea!"

"Who said I have ninth-level internal strength!" Jiao Xinghe's power shook out, a gale swept across the land, dust flew up, and the void took a long time to settle down.

"You...you've broken through to the Spirit Guiding Realm!"

Tong Zijin's pupils dilated in shock. Just a few months ago, the two were at the same level. He knew that although his talent was not terrifyingly outstanding, it was not comparable to that of ordinary martial artists. However, compared to Jiao Xinghe, he still seemed dim and insignificant.

I'm afraid the gap between us will only widen in the future.

The Spirit Guiding Realm is the beginning of martial arts, where one can learn techniques and release spiritual energy! With a wave of the hand, one can destroy countless people with internal energy.

"This is so unfair!" Tong Zijin pulled Ye Lou and turned to leave, but Ye Lou seemed to have no intention of running away at all, standing there, his blood boiling.

"Martial arts are the fairest of all, and also the most unfair!" Ye Lou's words left Tong Zijin stunned, before he slowly stepped forward. "I'll fight you, but I'll do my best to defeat you!"

They're insane! Insane! These two lunatics are done for! I'm not playing with them anymore!

Tong Zijin nimbly slipped off the stage, letting the two men continue their battle. He held a banana in his hand, munching on it haphazardly, and crossed his legs, as if he were holding back a bellyful of anger.

"You're quite arrogant. You insist on your victory, and I'll insist on my hundred breaths. If you can achieve one hundred breaths, I'll give you the spot for one hundred wins!" Shang Xinghe said decisively.

"This is true!"

Ye Lou's eyes lit up. After all, he had no confidence in challenging Jiao Xinghe, who was at the Spirit Induction Realm, with only the eighth level of internal strength. Moreover, Jiao Xinghe was not an ordinary Spirit Induction Realm cultivator.

Given his background and talent, he must have some powerful trump cards. Since the other party is willing to back down, why shouldn't Ye Lou do the same?

"The entire wrestling arena belongs to me, why would I need to lie?"

"Okay, let's fight!"

"war!"