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Volume 2: Across the World Chapter 51: Risks and Returns Coexist

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    "Then let the Sa family fight this first game." Ma Qiming raised his neck and took a sip of wine and said drunkenly.

    Ye Feng smiled and said: "Senior Ma, it's not time for you to appear yet. In my opinion, Miss Die'er will take the lead in this battle."

    Mu Die and Ye Feng looked at each other and smiled, nodded, and their bodies suddenly shot out lightly, their clothes fluttering like a white and beautiful bird.  Ye Feng looked up from side to side and saw that the arena on the right was idle, so he flew up, stepped on the bulges on the pillars, and rushed to the arena with several ups and downs.

    The two nearest arenas are less than a hundred feet apart. Ye Feng stands on the edge of the arena, looking at Mu Die from a distance.  Mu Jiansheng and others also flew onto the ring and looked at Mu Die.

    But he saw Mu Die dressed in white, holding a shining blue-blood sword, with eyes like cold stars and a calm expression.  Opposite her, the strong man with a beard was holding a giant axe. His face was ferocious and ferocious, but there was obvious cold sweat on his forehead.  The rest of Chaohetang, led by Palace Master Mao Sheng, also came to the ring where Ye Feng was standing. Mao Sheng spread his hands to his mouth and shouted loudly: "Brother, it's up to you, take that bitch  Fight it!"

    Ye Feng frowned and glanced at Mao Sheng with disgust. Mao Sheng raised his eyes and pretended to be strong, yelling: "What are you looking at?"

    Ye Feng smiled slightly and replied calmly: "It's okay, I just want to see what the next unlucky guy who dies in my hands looks like."

    Mao Sheng¡¯s face suddenly darkened.

    Ye Feng was too lazy to pay attention to him, so he just took out a bottle of wine and took a sip.  Ma Qiming stared blankly at the location of the eighteen golden flowers in Baguio Garden. He smelled the aroma of wine, immediately turned around and grabbed Ye Feng's wine flask, and drank it without saying a word.

    Bao Tianyou said: "Ye Feng, let my good brother go first in the next game. If this continues, I'm worried that he will go crazy."

    Ye Feng nodded.

    Ye Feng doesn't know Ma Qiming's past, nor what painful memories he is experiencing, but judging from the current situation, Bao Tianyou's statement is undoubtedly correct. This middle-aged strong man needs to vent.

    Looking at the arena where Mu Die is, the battle has already begun.

    The strong man with the beard held the giant ax tightly and stared at Mudie, motionless. Mudie still had the same plain expression, only the strong wind from high in the sky blew her clothes and skirt, making a hunting sound.

    Mu Jiansheng was a little nervous and said: "Die'er has never experienced actual combat, and she doesn't know whether she can successfully win this battle."

    Ye Feng smiled and said: "Those who have never crushed ants to death cannot say that they do not have the ability to crush ants to death. People are people, and ants are ants. In the face of absolute strength, all experience is a joke."

    At this moment, Mu Die moved.

    With a scream, the green blood sword flashed a cold light, and a faint blue halo immediately appeared in the air.

    For a moment, the eyes of the strong man with a sharp beard were reflected in blue.

    In shock, the strong man with a sharp beard raised his giant axe, spinning it from bottom to top, and a huge wind blade was instantly formed, giving off a blue halo.

    Bang!

    The two energies intertwined and surged, forcing the strong man with a beard to take three steps back.  But Mu Die's offensive continued unabated. When the strong man with a beard raised his eyes again, Mu Die had already attacked.

    The jade hand turned over a lotus, and the blue petals bloomed, quietly imprinting on the chest of the strong man with a beard.  The abundant water elemental power passed through the chest, knocking the muscular body of the burly man with a beard into the air for more than twenty feet.  Looking at his chest, it was slightly sunken, and the flesh and blood near the surface had turned into dead wood.

    And a small water dragon, as if it was alive, slowly circled and swam in the palm of Yu Mudie's hand against the backdrop of blue light.

    The special and terrifying thing about water-based exercises is that the attacker can take out the water element from the opponent's body, causing the opponent's body to wither and die.  This small water dragon was formed by the water elements on the chest of the strong man with a long beard. Mu Die spared his hand from this attack. If he used all his strength, how could the strong man with a long beard survive?

    Mu Die withdrew the green blood sword, dressed in white clothes, and looked at the strong man with a sharp beard with a cold expression.  The strong man with a beard was half-kneeling on the ground, covering his chest tightly and looking extremely painful.

    The power of this beautiful girl far exceeded his imagination.

    On one side of the ring, Mao Sheng was dumbfounded.  At this moment, he has already imagined the fate of Chaohetang - this strong man with a beard is the second-ranked general under his command, with a third-level cultivation level, but such a person is not even the same as that of the girl in white.  The enemy of unity.

    Chaohetang is finished.

    He glanced at Ye Feng and others with some sadness, and complained in a low voice: "Is this the strength that a ninth-level immortal mansion should have? What evil did I, Mao Sheng, do? Why am I being targeted by these people? I'm so damn unlucky.  ah."

    Four people surrounded him behind him, and they all said:?Question: "Master, Boss Huang lost, who will fight in the second game?"

    "A spank?" Mao Sheng's eyes widened, "This girl is not easy to mess with. Anyone who is not afraid of death can go up and give her a try."

    The four of them looked at each other and stopped talking.

    Mao Sheng glared at Ye Feng and others hatefully, and shouted to the strong man with a beard: "Can you still move?"

    The strong man with the beard gritted his teeth and struggled to get up. When he moved slightly, big beads of sweat began to trickle down his forehead.  He raised his head with difficulty, looked at the referee standing aside, and cast a look for help, but the referee was indifferent and had no intention of stepping forward to help.

    It¡¯s not that the referee is cold-blooded, it¡¯s that this arena match is not over yet.

    There are only three conditions for the end of the arena competition:

    First, one party surrenders and asks for mercy;

    Second, one party fights until it loses its sense of fighting.

    Third, one party was knocked off the ring.

    The current situation obviously does not meet any of these three conditions, so the referee determined that the fight was not over yet.

    Under the pain and fear, the strong man with a beard forgot these three rules, but Mu Die remembered them clearly.  Under the panicked gaze of the strong man with a beard, Mu Die's face was as cold as ice, and blue light lingered around her body as she walked towards him step by step.  He couldn't help but feel a tremble in his heart, and hurriedly knelt down and begged for mercy: "Don't kill me, I surrender, I surrender."

    Ding¡ª¡ª

    With a crisp sound, the referee rang the bell to end the game.

    Mu Die looked at Ye Feng and smiled lightly.

    Ye Feng returned the smile, then turned around and asked Mao Sheng: "Who is the second one?"

    Mao Sheng is not a fool.

    So, he made the most correct decision.

    After giving Ye Feng a vicious look, Mao Sheng said, "We admit defeat."

    Ye Feng and others looked at each other and laughed.

    There are always some arrogant people in this world. The best way to deal with these people is to extinguish their arrogance.

    Chaohe Mansion was downgraded, Mao Sheng and others left in despair. Mu Mansion only played one game and was successfully promoted to the eighth-level Immortal Mansion.  Mu Jiansheng was overjoyed that his long-cherished wish came true, but Ye Feng did not show too much excitement. The too easy victory did not inspire his passion and blood. He has now begun to think about his next opponent.

    The next qualifying match for the Seventh-level Immortal Mansion Challenge will be against the Eighth-level Immortal Mansion. You must win all six games.

    The strength of the six people in Mu Mansion is uneven. Once they fail in the weakest link, the entire qualification battle will fall short.

    Therefore, we must think of a complete strategy.

    Just as Ye Feng was thinking hard, the ring referee loudly announced Mu Mansion¡¯s promotion.  As the first Immortal Mansion to be qualified to challenge the eighth-level Immortal Mansion and the first to successfully advance, Mu Mansion has attracted a lot of attention, especially after hearing that Mu Mansion was able to defeat the Eighth-level Immortal Mansion in just one fight without losing any blood.  When winning the Mansion Challenge, more people expressed their shock.

    Under normal circumstances, the ninth-level immortal mansion that has gradually become stronger through the accumulation of strength only has the same strength as the eighth-level immortal mansion at best. Whether the promotion can be successful depends largely on the performance of both parties and the blessing of the goddess of luck.  As the saying goes, if you don't fly, you will be nothing. If you soar into the sky, if you don't make a sound, you will be nothing. If you are a blockbuster, the sudden rise of Mu Mansion is enough to make all the lower-level immortal mansions envious.

    In the admiring eyes of everyone, Ye Feng and others returned to the ground. At this time, many of the other twenty groups had not even finished the first battle.

    After being promoted successfully, the treatment of Ye Feng and others was immediately improved.  They were taken to the area where the Eighth-Level Immortal Mansion was by the event organizers. Amidst the congratulations from the other Eighth-Level Immortal Mansion that had not been challenged, they sat down at the original location of Chaohe Hall and drank tea with peace of mind.

    Mu Jiansheng asked: "Ye Feng, do we really want to continue the challenge?"

    Ye Feng took a sip of tea, slowly put down the cup, looked at Mu Jiansheng, and said, "Master, what do you mean?"

    "I think" Mu Jiansheng hesitated for a moment and said, "If you want to challenge the seventh-level immortal mansion, you must win all six battles against the eighth-level immortal mansion. If you are not sure, there will inevitably be casualties, so  ¡­¡±

    Ye Feng understands Mu Jiansheng's mood very well. This man is very kind, so kind that he is a bit cowardly.  He just wants to fight steadily and does not want to take risks. The strongest among the eighth-level immortals generally have the cultivation realm of body-breaking fifth to seventh-level body-breaking. When fighting against the eighth-level immortals, not only are they not sure of victory in six battles, they are also very worried.  It may cost Gao Xiang his life.

    But risks and benefits coexist, and those who are unwilling to take risks are doomed to live a life of mediocrity.

    Moreover, sometimes, a little strategy and tactics can minimize the risk.

    So, Ye Feng said: "Master, the Immortal Palace Duel Competition is held once a hundred years. If you miss this opportunity, you will have to wait another hundred years. So, I want to give it a try."

     "This" Mu Jiansheng was still hesitant.

    When Bao Tianyou saw this, he chuckled and said, "Ye Feng, I guess you have a perfect plan."

    "It's not a foolproof solution. The rules of the challenge and the qualifying tournament are different. We have Senior Bao and Senior Ma sitting in charge, so the challenge won't be a problem. The only difficulty is the qualifying tournament before the challenge where we must win all six games. So I  I want to test the courage of the Eighth Grade Immortal Mansion with blood."

    "Oh?" Bao Tianyou was a little confused, "How do you say this?"

    The other four people also came forward, waiting with interest for Ye Feng's next words.

    "Senior Ma." Ye Feng looked at Ma Qiming, "I'm done drinking, it's time to exercise. In the next qualifying match, can Senior Ma be the first to take the stage?"

    "War?" Ma Qiming pressed his palm on his fist, and his bones creaked. "The Sa family is not as good at fighting as my elder brother, but it is more than enough to deal with these little minions."

    "Very good." Ye Feng's eyes suddenly shot out a cold light, "Then, please don't hold back, Senior Ma."
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