THE MARTIAL GOD

Chapter 45: Arriving at the Arena

"Is that Wu Xiao?"

“Yes, it's Wu Xiao. ”

Surprised cries filled the air around the crowd as they watched Wu Xiao fly out of the main hall and down the stairs.

Wu Xiao was much stronger than Feng Qian. He was quite famous in Yangzhou City, but this genius had also been defeated by the unknown young man who entered the main hall. His injury and being humiliated in public was the price he paid to anger Lin Feng. Lin Feng showed no mercy to him and insulted him as he kicked him from the main hall.

"Who is that young student?"

"What arrogance!"

"What clan is he from?"

"I've never seen him before today, where did he come from?"

Everyone who was there wanted to know who the young man was. They did not believe that there was such a genius in Yangzhou City who had escaped their attention for so long, a disciple this strong would be the attention of a smaller clan now. Yet they had absolutely no idea who this young man was, How was that possible?

If everyone knew who the arrogant and domineering young man who had just entered the main hall was, they would be shocked to learn that it was part of the trash that had been removed from the Lin Clan.

According to rumors he was expelled along with his father for being trash, his father had even attacked junior clan members to protect Lin Feng. They would be surprised that the trash inside this rumor was a powerful and domineering young man before their eyes. The other disciples, who were in the main hall all belonged to smaller clans in Yangzhou City, they were all talented and strong members of the younger generation. The disciples that formed the eight participants were the strongest talents that smaller clans could develop.

The day of the annual tournament finally arrived and there was a huge commotion as the crowd watched the members from the larger clans arrive at the arena. It will be an opportunity for them to see all the talents that will shape the future of the city. They will not often have this opportunity.

''Look there, the one sitting in the southern part of the arena is a member of the Lin Clan. The one in the middle was Lin Ba Dao. It seemed like the rumors were true, Lin Hai's cultivation was crippled by Lin Ba Dao and then his son and he were expelled from the Lin Clan. "discussions could be heard as many people saw where the Lin Clan members were sitting. One could hear all sorts of comments from the crowd. There were constant discussions and many people noticed the Lin Clan because of the rumors circulating in Yangzhou City. It caused a sensation throughout the city. At that time, the rumor was confirmed.

"" In your dreams!! … oh hold it, if the people from the Lin Clan hear you, they will cripple your cultivation or even worse behead you. ”

"Hehe, I'm just saying. Look there, the Na Lan Clan has also arrived, it is the City chief and princess Na Lan Feng. ”

The crowd continued to comment as people arrived at the arena. At that moment, the members of the Na Lan Clan had already arrived and had taken their respective seats in the arena, close to the stage.

Na Lan Xiong was famous for being tall and sturdy, he looked extremely prestigious. Just by looking at it, it was easy to guess that he possessed extraordinary strength.

When Na La Xiong saw the expressions of the people in the crowd, he smiled and then immediately said: “Today, everyone can come to the tournament I manage. I, Na Lan Xiong, am very pleased. However, if anyone dares to make trouble, I, Na Lan Xiong, will not hesitate and will deal with you in a very rude manner. ”

Many people nodded. They were facing the Na Lan Clan.even if they wanted to cause trouble, they first needed the skills and ability to do so.

“Alright, enough with my useless speech. I know that all of you have not come to listen to an old man like me. Let's invite our outstanding young cultivators to come to the battle stage, okay?" everyone nodded when he finished speaking. All the young and outstanding disciples were getting ready to make their appearance on the stage.

At this moment, Lin Feng was also moving forward towards the battle stage.

The large battle arena consisted of many battle stages. At each stage of the battle, eight silhouettes could be seen. The Na Lan clan was set higher than the others and its participants stood on the highest stage amidst the others. They looked like warlords looking down with supremacy. The other participants surrounded them on their own battle stage like stars circling the moon in the night sky. There were also major clans like the Gu Clan, Lin Clan, Wen Clan.

Qiu Lan had played a big role in the organization of the smaller clans. At that moment, along with the members of the Na Lan Clan, there was an old man sitting next to Na Lan Xiong who was standing. He stared at the battle stage.

“Today is our annual tournament. The purpose of this tournament was to test the strength of the most outstanding young cultivators of Yangzhou City. Therefore, no one should show mercy. Those who were defeated were allowed to surrender and if one were to surrender, the fight would end soon. If no one gave up on the fight then the fight would continue endlessly until someone fainted, or even died. ”

When the old man finished talking and the crowd immediately exploded.The quarrel could continue until someone died if no one gave up. How cruel! There were some extremely proud and arrogant cultivators who placed great importance on their faces and prestige. Losing the battle due to surrender was a very embarrassing thing for them. Therefore, very few people would willingly give up the battle. Even if they knew that they had no chance of winning, they would continue to fight to protect their honor and dignity. But that sentence made the crowd think carefully. There are no limits and battles can happen to the death. If there was a limit, two opponents with the same strength who refused to give up, could fight without end which could end up with a deep and bitter hatred for the opponent.