The Divine Dao Alchemy Emperor
Chapter 1352
Since they had given up all their wealth to Ding Ping, they all mobilized and came to the tournament field to watch the battle.
This was a very hot-blooded place, and the people sitting in the audience seats cheered loudly, while in the sand below, the crowd was still in the air, right now there was a man fiercely fighting with a huge boar. The cultivation level of the two warriors was not high, as they were both at the Spiritual Ocean Level, but the situation was still extremely cruel and bloody.
The boar's stomach had been split open, and blood, and even intestines, spilled, while the man lost his left arm, blood spurting out from his wound.
But both the eyes of the man and the boar were red from violence and fighting. Unless one side collapsed, the battle would definitely not stop.
“Isn't it said that demonic beasts and humans here are equal?” Ding Ping asked curiously.
“Being equivalent is limited only to demonic beasts that can take human form.” Jiang Yuefeng helped clear up the doubts from his youngest brother. “In the eyes of Gods, living beings and living things are all ants, so how could they possibly care?”
Everyone is sad. They all came from the small world, and rose to this level step by step from the mortal body. They would definitely not be able to see humans as mere ants.
Finally, it was still a stronger human, and stabbed the boar to death. However, he had also paid a heavy price, as his stomach was also torn apart by the boar fangs. Many of his internal organs were coming out from serious wounds.
However, cultivators had a strong vitality, so as long as he managed to rest, he could still recover. In the case of a lost limb, though, it was definitely impossible to regrow a lost limb unless he obtained a natural treasure or successfully ascended to the Immortal level.
Ding Ping went down to register to take part in the battle, but because he bet too many True Origin Stones, the tournament authorities did not immediately agree. Instead, they first evaluated his abilities.
However, the peak level was not clear to the eyes, so they could only tell that Ding Ping was at the perfect level of the Mountain River Tier. Thus, after a little consideration, the tournament authority accepted the Ding Ping bet.
However, his fight would only begin after a short while later. There are too many people fighting here.
Their first goal was profit, and the second was fame.
Profits are understandable. If one wins 10 times consequently, they will be able to use a small capital to earn a large profit. In terms of fame, the members of the great clans often watched the battles here. If one managed to attract their eyes and join a powerful clan, they would naturally have boundless prospects.
There were a total of three great clans in the Wind Gathering City, and they were the Lin, Li, and Sima Clans. They all had a grand elder at the perfect level of the Heavenly Body Tier supporting them. They were like a stabilizing force for the city, and had ruled over the Collecting Wind City for over 100,000,000 years.
It is said that one would rather be the dog of the three great clans than be the leader of a small clan, which shows how much power the three great clans have.
The tournament field was built together and established by the three great clans, and as such, no one dared to make trouble here. They all obeyed the rules of the three great clans.
In the southern part of the tournament grounds, the spectator stands were suddenly erected like it was a high throne. It was a spectator stands reserved exclusively for the three great clans. Outsiders did not even have the right to climb onto that stand. There was once a Sun Moon Tier cultivator who was so brave that he dared to climb up to stand to look at it. In the end, he was captured by the three great clans and his flesh was cut at the city gate while he was still alive. He only died of pure pain after more than 100 years had passed.
In Gathering Wind City, the three great clans were true immortals that could not be resisted.
One after another, bloody battles continued, and practically every battle would keep the victor alive and the loser dead, which was extremely cruel.
A little less than half a day later, it was finally Ding Ping's turn.
His first opponent was a middle-aged man at the peak level of the Mountain River Tier. It was not known whether he was at the early stage, the middle stage, or any other stage. This man had cold and merciless eyes. The upper part of his body was naked and covered with many scars.
This meant that he had experienced who knew how many deadly and difficult battles were at the base of the tournament, and to be able to survive successfully after so many battles, he said, the battle prowess of this fellow definitely should not be underestimated.
“Please!” Ding Ping raised his clasped hand.
And at that time also his sword will also come down and directly hack his opponent to death.
Ding Ping eyes were irritated, and rightly so, he leaned his head to one side to prevent his eyes from getting hurt.
Boom, the long sword is waving down. This was an attack one at the peak stage of the perfect level of the Mountain River Tier, so it was extremely frightening.
Just when it looked like a sword sword was about to slash into Ding Ping neck, the middle-aged man involuntarily revealed a cold grin. With them being so close, there was definitely no one who could dodge his slash. It was really lucky; the opponent he met today was really too weak!
He was employed by the tournament authorities, and had to fight once every 10 days. Whether he wins or loses, he will be rewarded. Of course, the prize for winning far exceeded the prize for defeat.
Pa!
Right at this moment, Ding Ping was seen extending his hand and grasping a long sword. By force, he had stopped the way of the sword.
‘What?!’
The middle-aged man was so shocked that his eyes almost popped out. He had used his full strength in this slash, so how could it possibly be captured with one hand? Even if you use Origin Power as a defense, you should have all of your fingers severed as well, and the sword force will not stop, but will continue to cut your head off.
Ding Ping smiled gently, and the middle-aged man was sent flying out with a shake of his hand. Bang, he hit the tournament wall hard.
This wall was forged from a special stone of the Eternal Realm, and coupled with the formation, it could be claimed that no one under the Heavenly Body Tier could damage it. Thus, with this collision, a bloody mist gushed out from the entire body of the middle-aged man, and he instantly lost consciousness.
At first, it was a dead silence, but what followed was a standing ovation. Countless people were shouting loudly, and some women threw timid glances at Ding Ping. There were even some extremely brave women who even took off their underwear and threw them onto the tournament ground.
If Ding Ping took someone's underwear, he would be able to spend the night of enjoyment with his owner.
Old Ginseng could not help but be envious. There's so much underwear in there. He felt like he could no longer control his hands. A powerful force surged within him, and he almost turned into an evil wolf that howled in the sky.
“Yi, this brat is quite strong!” In the spectator stands for the three great clans, a young man whose complexion was blue showed a shocked expression.
His name was Sima Lin, and he was from the Sima Clan. This clan is not made of pure humans, so their skin is blue, and in the Sima Clan, the blue your skin, the purer your bloodline will be. This Sima Lin was a famous figure from the younger generation of the Sima Clan.
“Indeed.” The person next to him was also a young man, and his looks were handsome to the point of bewitching. If she was wearing feminine clothes, there would definitely be no one to suspect that she was actually a male.
And her actions are very feminine. He used two fingers to gently hold his winecup, his little finger protruding. His eyebrows and lips were thin, showing a feminine charm.
“Hualan Tuo might not be considered an elite, but he had been in the tournament ring for 39 years, and had experienced no less than 1000 battles, so he was very experienced. Although he had also lost before, he had never lost so badly. ”
“This young man is really worth keeping.”
This man was a leading figure within the younger generation of the Lin Clan. His name was Lin Xian, and he had a gentle and reserved demeanor. He is also known as a snake.
Sitting with them both was a beautiful woman. She was the noble daughter of the Li Clan, and her name was Li Ruotong.
“Li Clan we'll take him!” he said calmly, but his tone was very determined.