In my cultivation journey, I completely crushed a group of chosen ones.

"Wow, that's fast! Who is this person? I want to place a bet."

"What nonsense are you talking about? The battle has begun, all betting has stopped. Next time, you can bet on her to win."

"If you win a hundred games here, you can go up to the second floor. I wonder if she can make it up."

Ling Su leaned lazily against the chair, looking languid.

This time, a Blood Spirit Clan member came up. He secretly condensed a drop of blood, and as long as he dripped the blood on her, she would be completely at his mercy.

This is a unique characteristic of the Blood Spirit Clan; once they are attached, very few can escape their control.

The man, dressed in blood-red robes, smiled arrogantly: "Hello, I'd like to be your friend. Could you give me a chance?"

As he spoke, he approached Emperor Jinghua.

Di Jinghua frowned. She wasn't there to make friends. Her sword energy howled like a whirlwind, surging with a strong blood-red light.

Asura Wind-Breaking Slash!

It pierced the sky in an instant, the sword light flashing past.

The man had noticed her fighting style beforehand, and instantly disappeared, reappearing at the edge of the arena.

Emperor Jinghua leaped into the air.

Blood Prison Devours Souls!

A sword light flashed across the sky, instantly piercing through his body.

Di Jinghua leaped forward and pierced the red light with his sword.

The man screamed in agony and vanished instantly into the Asura Sword.

"What kind of sword is this? It's so sinister. It actually absorbed the Blood Spirit Clan. It seems she's from our Asura Realm."

"There's not a single one who can fight. Can't we get someone strong?"

"This is the Foundation Establishment battlefield. Once she goes up to the second floor, it will be quite a sight. There are many Golden Core cultivators up there."

*

This time, a member of the Asura clan arrived, exuding a murderous aura and carrying a blood-red longsword: "I've come to meet you."

"This is Youluo, a master under the Third Prince. Few Foundation Establishment cultivators can defeat him."

Youluo infused his spiritual power into the sword, causing it to emit an eerie, ghostly light.

The Netherworld Sword Slashes? Soul Shatters!

A sharp sword aura streaked away like a ghost, silent yet deadly.

Emperor Jinghua's sword shadow became illusory and unpredictable, like a phantom from the netherworld.

Netherworld Illusion Sword Slash!

The moves are extremely fast, making it difficult to predict the direction and trajectory of the attack.

Youluo instantly unleashed astonishing speed, transforming into a blurry phantom. As she moved, her sword flashed continuously, leaving behind a series of afterimages.

Phantom Sword Flash? Instant Kill!

A fatal blow delivered with lightning speed.

Di Jinghua brandished the Asura Sword, and the surrounding environment instantly turned as dark as the underworld.

Countless black sword shadows slowly emerged, each one carrying the aura of death.

These sword shadows, like ghosts, silently approached Youluo.

The Netherworld Asura Sword is destroyed!

Attack Youluo from all angles.

Youluo was defeated before she could react to the sudden attack.

Di Jinghua leaped into the air, and the Shura Sword flashed, pinning Youluo firmly to the arena.

Youluo died instantly, and the Third Prince, who was watching, immediately stood up.

His eyes darkened: "How dare you kill even one of my men?"

The strategist wasn't angry; he smiled and said, "Third Prince, please calm down. One has died, but there's another one even more formidable."

The Third Prince also realized, "That's right. This woman is from the Asura Realm, and her cultivation method is from the Asura Realm. You should find a way to recruit her into my ranks. We can't let those other people get there first."

The strategist smiled and said, "We can extend an olive branch first and leave an impression on her. If others make a move, they will probably think of us first."

The Third Prince waved his hand, saying that a mere Foundation Establishment cultivator was not worth his time.

He was angry before because this person didn't give him face. Everyone knows that Youluo is his person, and someone actually dared to kill his person in front of him. He couldn't save face.

*

This time, a majestic and ferocious bloodthirsty tiger took the stage.

The demonic beasts of the Asura Realm exude a bloody and malevolent aura, and are extremely ferocious.

The Bloodthirsty Tiger arched its body, gathered strength in its hind legs, and then pounced forward like an arrow released from a bow.

The pounce was incredibly fast, creating a gust of wind.

It opened its blood-red maw, revealing sharp fangs, its target aimed directly at Di Jinghua's vital parts.

Di Jinghua flashed to the other side, his sword instantly turning blood red and radiating a chilling aura.

Blood Demon Asura Sword shatters!

With the force of a thunderbolt, a huge blood-red sword shadow roared out.

The Bloodthirsty Tiger suddenly tilted its head, and with a powerful lash of its tail, it struck Di Jinghua like a steel whip.

A ghostly blue flame ignited on the Emperor's Sword.

The Netherflame Sword explodes, igniting the heavens!

The flames contain immense destructive power.

Flames swept out like a storm. The Bloodthirsty Tiger roared and howled, its eyes wide open, its entire body engulfed in raging flames.

His bloody and malevolent aura became even more intense, sending chills down one's spine.

The Bloodthirsty Tiger relentlessly attacked Di Jinghua.

Di Jinghua centered himself on the sky, his sword pointing towards the heavens, and streaks of sword energy shot out in all directions like meteors.

Blood Prison Asura Sword Formation!

In an instant, a massive sword formation was formed. Within the formation, countless crimson sword shadows flashed, surrounding and annihilating the Bloodthirsty Tiger.

The Bloodthirsty Tiger let out a few mournful cries, blood-red tears streaming from its eyes, and its massive body slumped down.

"This tiger is incredibly powerful. No one could defeat it last time, but it's dead now."

"Who says otherwise? Who would dare to go up there? Going up there would only be suicide. This guy seems to be called Di Jinghua. He's a ruthless character."

*

Of course, there were also those who didn't believe in evil. A burly man, carrying a large cleaver, said: "Let me, Yan Ming, deal with you."

The blade gleamed, radiating a powerful aura.

Sky-Splitting Slash!

A massive blade of energy shot out like lightning.

Wherever the blade energy passed, it emitted a sharp, piercing sound.

Di Jinghua remained unmoved, and the sword instantly shone brightly, radiating a dazzling blood-red light like the blazing sun.

The Asura Sword God is enraged!

With the force of splitting the heavens and earth, he swung his sword downwards with tremendous power.

A massive sword-shaped energy wave roared out, instantly blasting Yan Ming and himself away.

Yan Ming crashed into the distance, causing him to groan in pain.

Emperor Jinghua leaped into the air, transforming into a beam of light from the netherworld.

The Netherworld Asura will destroy the world!

A black sword shadow fell like a final judgment, and everything in its path was destroyed!

Yan Mingye disappeared beneath the sword shadows, and when the light faded, only a headless corpse could be seen in the distance.

The onlookers unconsciously stood up, their faces filled with astonishment.

"He died just like that? Yan Ming had fought a hundred battles here without losing a single one. He was a challenger who went up to the second floor, but he died on the first floor?"

"Hiss~ What a domineering female cultivator! This is what a cultivator from our Asura Realm should be like. When she makes a move, it will surely be earth-shattering!"

"The Emperor is astounded, his brilliance shines through in the fierce battle, and he becomes famous for all time."

"Yes, if she keeps winning, she'll become famous all over the world."

"You're exaggerating. It's only been a few games so far. If it's still like this when we get to the second floor, then you can start exaggerating."

“We’re just talking, what’s it to you? You’ll spoil the fun. We’re here to have fun, who knows what will happen in the future?”