Yaa!!!

When the two of them had agreed, they immediately released their energy waves. At the same time, the spell tracery surrounding the arena was activated, forming a thin layer of energy to prevent any leakage of energy caused by their fighting.

This spell was as strong as a shield at the eighth or ninth level of the Divine Emperor stage, which was enough to easily block the energy of both fighters. This energy barrier also allowed the spectators around the arena to feel the energy realistically without being harmed.

"Prepare to cope with my sword!"

[Copper Scale Sword Stance]

Wooooosh!!!

When the young man from the Copper Scale Clan finished activating his energy, he immediately assumed the attack stance he was most skilled at.

"Bring it on. I'll do my best too, Hao-Zhang!"

[Flaming Bull Baton Attack Earth]

Booooom!!!

The two stances collided with full force, causing an explosion that resounded throughout the Enchanted Monster Tavern in an instant.

"More! More! More!!!"

"Hit him harder, Young Master Hao-Zhang!"

"Defeat him, Young Master Chen-Mei-Gua!"

The cheers of the guests inside the tavern rang out fervently and joyfully. The result of the clash just now was a tie; neither side had gained an advantage or suffered a disadvantage. This was because their energy levels and skill levels were equal.

"Brother, what do you think of this pair?" Chu-Jing-Chen turned to ask Zheng-Fu about the fight with an expectant look on his face.

"I can't even predict the outcome. Both of them have equal abilities. So, the result will depend on which side gets discouraged first," Zheng-Fu replied, explaining his thoughts to the young man.

"I think so too," said Chu-Jing-Chen, seeing that Zheng-Fu did not answer more than what others knew, he remained silent.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The sword and baton clashed violently several times, and each time, the result was a tie. More than two hours had passed, and now both fighters were starting to get breathless, having expended a lot of energy on their previous attacks.

"We've fought through hundreds of stances but still don't know the outcome. So why don't you give up, Chen-Mei-Gua?" said the young man from the Copper Scale Clan, with a sly smile on his lips.

"Dream on. I'll never surrender to you!"

[Flaming Bull Baton Attack Earth]

Booooom!!!

"Then bring it on. I'll defeat you myself!"

[Copper Scale Sword Stance]

Woooooosh!!!

Booooooom!!!

Thud! Thud! Thud!

As soon as the energy waves of the two stances collided, both young men were sent bouncing back dozens of steps in unison before they could stop. Blood dripped from the corners of their mouths, and most importantly, their energy was nearly depleted.

"Maneuver result: a tie!"

Seeing that neither fighter could continue, the middle-aged man immediately stepped onto the stage and announced the result of the battle. The result was a tie; neither won, and neither lost. As soon as the decision was announced, both young men collapsed onto the stage, exhausted.

Their comrades came to take them away, and the tavern staff quickly cleaned up the arena. After that, the next pair was announced to maneuver.

Many matches followed the two young men, but none were as exciting, and most ended quickly. No one had been able to win more than five times in a row.

"Today's maneuvers aren't very exciting. Don't you think so, comrade?" After a long silence, Chu-Jing-Chen spoke with a smile at the corner of his mouth.

"Not really. I think today's maneuvers were fun to some extent, especially the first pair. But the later pairs, as you said, were a bit boring. But it's all right. You mentioned there was still an interesting pair, right? I haven't seen one like you described," Zheng-Fu asked the young man with a grin.

"Um... It won't be long now, comrade. Ah! There he is." At first, the young man was stumped by Zheng-Fu's question. But just then, a young man walked onto the arena with a formidable aura, radiating intense energy from his body.

Huh...?

Zheng-Fu immediately turned to look at the arena, where he saw a tall, skinny young man with a green face and body and terrifying pitch-black eyes. Just seeing him gave people goosebumps, not to mention the aura he emitted.

"Really interesting, really interesting. I never thought he would be so bold," Zheng-Fu said, staring at the green-skinned young man in the arena and smiling excitedly.

The reason Zheng-Fu reacted this way was that the green-skinned young man was actually not from the Monster Tribe, but a forged demon. Others might not know, but Zheng-Fu could see through the green man's protective spell. The aura he emitted was unmistakably like that of the Demon Tribe Zheng-Fu had encountered before.

Zheng-Fu's words and gestures made Chu-Jing-Chen extremely suspicious. Zheng-Fu had shown no special interest in any of the contestants since the beginning of the maneuvers, which suggested that this green-skinned young man must be particularly intriguing. But Chu-Jing-Chen couldn't figure out why.

"I have never seen or known this fighter. Do you know him, comrade?" Chu-Jing-Chen asked curiously.

"I've never seen or known him before either. I could only feel his great energy, so I said he was interesting," Zheng-Fu lied, not revealing the truth to Chu-Jing-Chen.

"Oh, I see! Well, let's just watch this maneuver. And here is another jar of Enchanted Monster liquor I asked my waiter to bring," Chu-Jing-Chen was still trying to get closer to Zheng-Fu by offering the best liquor at a very high price.

Shortly after the green-skinned young man entered the arena, he managed to defeat four opponents in a row. Each of his opponents was at the second or third level of the Immortal Soul stage, but he easily defeated them.

"Who's this young man? Why haven't I seen him before?"

"He might be from another city, but he's so strong. If we can get him to join our clan, that'll be great!"

"But I'm completely uncomfortable with the aura around him. It's like everything around him is filled with death."

"Yes, I think so too. If he were by my side, I'd definitely be looking over my shoulder all the time."

Many people wanted to know the background of this green-skinned young man and where he came from. Some from big clans even thought of recruiting him to strengthen their own clans. But others found him unsettling.

Regardless of their opinions, Zheng-Fu knew this young man had to die. But he wouldn't act just yet; he wanted to see what the young man had planned. So, Zheng-Fu let him continue maneuvering. And whenever he learned that the young man needed an identity badge, he would intervene immediately.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The fifth match ended with a winner…

The sixth match ended with a winner…

Soon, the green-skinned young man had fought until the seventh match. His opponent in this round was the strongest at the sixth level of the Immortal Soul stage, and it seemed that their abilities were starting to be a bit closer. But eventually, the green-skinned young man defeated him.

This showed that the green-skinned young man's energy level was no lower than the sixth level of the Immortal Soul stage under the sealing spell. Once the body-sealing spell was removed, his energy level should be at the eighth or ninth level of the Immortal Soul stage or perhaps even a half-step from the Divine Emperor stage.

Booooom!!!

Augh!!!

"You're such a talented young man. You already have this much energy at such a young age. In the future, you'll surely become great. For this maneuver, I surrender!" said the middle-aged man who was the opponent in the eighth round, after he realized he couldn't defeat the young man.

"Thank you so much for the compliment," the young man said with a sly expression and swept his gaze around the arena as if challenging the spectators to see if anyone else dared to compete with him in the tenth round.

"He's an interesting person, as you said, comrade. Winning eight times in a row is no small feat. Just one more win, and he'll receive the identity badge for the maneuver arena in the capital. Do you think he can succeed?" Chu-Jing-Chen asked with a sly smile, as if he knew what Zheng-Fu was thinking.

"Mhm... Just like you said, he's very intriguing. I'd like to stretch my body a bit after drinking for several shichens," Zheng-Fu said, getting up slowly, stretching himself, and then soaring downstairs towards the arena.

Zheng-Fu's appearance drew everyone's attention because they knew which clan within this city Zheng-Fu came from. They knew the Silver Body Clan wasn't as strong as it should be. But recently, there had been news that a talented Silver Body Clan youngster had coped with the City Governor's one-palm attack. So, everyone thought this young man must be the one they had heard about.

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