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The Black King admitted it casually, and then discussed the details with the True Immortal.
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Soon, the Black King placed Wang Heng in the inn of the Chaos Restaurant and ran away.
Wang Heng didn't care when he noticed that Black King had left, because he knew that Black King was going to invite the boy who had returned to his ancestors.
According to the protection that big powers give to young geniuses, this regressive young man should not leave the mountain, let alone compete in a place like the Colosseum.
Wang Heng had no hope in his heart and sat alone in the inn with his eyes closed to rest.
He has already reached the state of great perfection in his practice of Blood Moving Realm, and the next stage is the most important realm.
The realm of creation means to seize all kinds of creations in the world, use them for one's own benefit, and strengthen oneself.
At present, cultivators use their physical bodies as a bridge to absorb the blessings of the outside world.
However, Wang Heng, who was foresighted, had already known how to build an extracorporeal channel to better absorb the energy of heaven and earth.
The transformation of fate into a cave heaven will be a subversive change, enough to cause a stir in the fairyland.
The Black King did not let Wang Heng wait long and suddenly appeared in the inn.
"Senior Black King, what's going on?"
"Okay, by this time tomorrow, you should stand in the arena and fight that regressive boy."
The Black King replied.
It looked at the walls around it with a cunning look, as if it was on guard against possible eavesdropping. Then, it came close to Wang Heng and told him that tomorrow's battle was very important and of great significance.
“By now, the news about your fight with that atavistic person should have spread, and the odds for predicting the winner have also been opened.
This time, I have spent ten magical herbs to bet on you to win, so you must not capsize in the gutter."
After hearing this, Wang Heng finally understood why Black King had repeatedly emphasized the importance of this battle. It turned out that he had placed a bet.
However, he didn't believe that the black dog only bet ten magical herbs. The real situation must be more than that.
Facing the Black King's instructions, Wang Heng nodded slightly, indicating that he would definitely win. No matter what, he did not want to suffer a defeat under the attention of everyone.
With such unique innate conditions, as well as acquired breakthroughs and accumulation, it would be a laughing stock if he lost to a regressor.
"Haha, that's right, your words are enough. I'm waiting to see you defeat that regressive boy." The Black King smiled happily.
If Wang Heng can successfully defeat his opponent this time, he will reap a lot of rewards and become the biggest winner.
From the very beginning, its purpose of bringing Wang Heng out was to make a fortune by taking advantage of the gimmick of the battle between the son of the Immortal King and the Atavist. However, for Wang Heng, this battle was indeed necessary to test his practice in the Blood Moving Realm.
He has already entered the realm of great perfection and is about to start practicing in the next realm. During this period, if he does not fight with a decent opponent, this realm will be left with regrets.
Therefore, Wang Heng is looking forward to this battle. After testing the strength of the Blood Moving Realm, he will be able to open up the Cave Heaven Realm.
Chapter 105 Rising to Fame
The next day, in Hunyuan City, the Chaos Restaurant was exceptionally lively. Monks came in droves, and the place was crowded with people. Various vehicles also slowly drove up and stopped in front of the door.
There was a phoenix chariot pulled by the ancient phoenix, inlaid with many exquisite ornaments, extremely sacred and luxurious. There was a blue phoenix flapping its wings, dragging a cloud chariot mixed with fairy gold close to the ground, attracting bursts of fairy mist. There were also unknown ancient fairy beasts, pulling mottled ancient chariots, approaching step by step...
When the immortal realm monks on the street see this kind of carriage, they will consciously stay away from it, because the difference in status and position is too great and they cannot afford to offend it. If they accidentally anger the big shot, they will be doomed.
Carriages were parked casually on the roadside, and various ancient beasts pulling the carriages crouched on the ground, quietly waiting for their masters to return.
All the creatures who got off the carriage and entered the Chaos Tavern were, without exception, prominent figures in Hunyuan City. They were descendants of major forces, powerful men from ancient sects... They all rushed over after hearing the news. Some creatures from other immortal cities even got the news and rushed to Hunyuan City overnight, just to witness this rare battle between the descendants of the Immortal King.
On one side is the biological son of the Immortal King of the Wang family in the original ancient world, and on the other side is the atavistic descendant of the Immortal King Hunyuan, who is respected as one of the giants in the fairyland. Both young creatures are extraordinary and have attracted much attention.
The most important thing is that in the Xixue Realm, the competition between cultivators focuses more on the strength of their bloodline.
In other words, the fight between the two young men in the Xixue realm actually has a deeper meaning, and implicitly represents the struggle between the fathers.
Therefore, the comparison between the Wang family Immortal King and the Hunyuan Immortal King spread quietly in this universe, and intensified, giving this battle in the Xixue Realm an extraordinary significance.
In the ancient palace, Wang Heng was already prepared, and his entire state was adjusted to the peak.
At this time, the Black King walked in with a worried look on his face.
"Senior Hei Wang, what's wrong? Has something unexpected happened?" Wang Heng asked.
“Nothing unexpected happened, but someone gave this battle other meanings, turning it into a duel between your father and Immortal King Hunyuan.
This is a bit troublesome. After all, we are guests at Shangcang Mountain now, and it is not a good thing to slap the host in the face. "
Wang Heng was thoughtful after hearing this.
It is impossible to ask him to let go. A cultivator should move forward courageously, without any scruples, and release his truest feelings.
With such confidence, he naturally wouldn't worry about this or that.
"Senior Black King, I don't think the matter is that serious. Even if I win, it is difficult to really rise to the level of superiority and inferiority between the two Immortal Kings. After all, one is the son of the Immortal King, and the other is a revertant."
The Black King touched his chin with his pitch-black dog paw, thought for a moment, and then nodded in agreement.
“That’s right. Although the blood power of the atavist far exceeds that of the descendants and is almost close to the level of biological children, there is still a certain gap.
Let's go, the time is almost up, and as guests, we'd better go to the arena first."
Wang Heng nodded and followed.
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In the Chaos Tavern, in the arena, the auditorium which was seldom full on ordinary days was packed today.
Not only were there big shots from Hunyuan City present, but there were also creatures coming from other immortal cities, including some true immortals, and several quasi-immortal kings. The protector of the atavistic young man was one of them.
Because of the arrival of these important figures, the atmosphere in the arena became much more serious and solemn. When ordinary monks spoke, they basically whispered and no one made loud noises.
Many people even put on the Chaos Mask unique to the Chaos Restaurant to hide their true faces, unwilling to reveal their true identities and origins.
When the auditorium was full, the True Immortal in charge of the arena of Chaos Tavern came out, stood in the center of the arena, and loudly introduced the identities of the two parties in the next battle.
"Wang Heng, the biological son of the Immortal King of the Wang family in the primitive ancient world, is a descendant of Master Hunyuan, Hunyu. His bloodline has returned to his ancestors and he is extremely talented."
After hearing the word Hunyu, cheers broke out in the arena. After all, he was the descendant of the master of Hunyuan City and a native cultivator of the Fairyland, while Wang Heng was an outsider from the primitive ancient world.
Since ancient times, the creatures in the fairyland have regarded the original ancient world as the lower world. In the confrontation between the cultivators of the two worlds, they naturally tend to favor the fairyland and hope that the cultivators of the fairyland will win.
Then, the two protagonists appeared. Wang Heng walked out first and stood on one side of the arena. A young man named Hunyu also walked out and stood on the other side, facing Wang Heng.
The True Immortal of Chaos Tavern said "start" and his figure flashed and disappeared on the spot.
The two teenagers did not rush towards their enemy immediately, but looked at each other, observing each other's every move.
It was the first time that Wang Heng saw the young man named Hunyu. He had dark skin and wore a not-so-gorgeous armor. His eyes were firm, without any trace of arrogance or dominance.
Logically speaking, as a revertant who is being trained by the family, he is likely to be arrogant at his age. However, Wang Heng could not find any trace of arrogance in Hunyu, which shows that he is a creature with a firm heart of Taoism and should not be underestimated.
While he was thinking, Hunyu took the first step. He had no intention of testing anyone, and he started with the Hunyuan Fist, a peerless martial art recorded in the Hunyuan Dao Sutra.
The powerful force of qi and blood, and the brilliant light of the soul are mixed together in this supreme boxing technique. When it is swung, it draws the trajectory of the great road.
A creature in the Xixue Realm burst out with amazing power, which made the creatures in the fairyland in the spectator seats couldn't help but sigh that the Atavist was worthy of his reputation.
Although Wang Heng had a blank expression on his face, he was still a little surprised in his heart, because normally, the Hunyuan Fist recorded in the Hunyuan Dao Sutra should be practiced in the third realm of the Immortal Realm Law, the "Soul Shaping" realm.
However, Hunyu was able to display it in the Xixue Realm. It was obvious that he was very powerful and aimed to become the Immortal King.
"boom!"
The Great Dao of Hunyuan rumbled and entangled around Hunyu's fist. It had a momentum to destroy everything and gave people an unstoppable feeling.
Wang Heng was not afraid and responded with the Dao Fruit of the Blood Moving Realm. He activated all the blood divine light in his body, and all of them turned into countless ancient bells, vibrating together.
The next moment, a layer of hazy blood-red light emerged outside his body. The extremely powerful power of qi and blood made Hunyu, who was rushing over, feel unprecedented pressure.
He shouted excitedly, then swung his Hunyuan Fist and moved forward.
Wang Heng gathered his strength and threw a punch. There was no excessive change. It was just pure energy and blood, plus the Dao Fruit of Blood Transformation into Divine Light in the Blood Moving Realm.
"Boom!"
There was a loud bang, as if two small hills collided with each other.
What followed was the clear sound of bells, which emanated from every corner of Wang Heng's body, layered on top of each other, forming a terrifying bell wave that spread in all directions.
Hunyu, who was closest to Wang Heng, was hit first. The terrifying force hit him and he was knocked away in an instant. His fists and fingers were shattered, and his flesh and blood were blurred, revealing his white bones.
This scene shocked the immortal realm monks in the spectator seats.
Originally thought to be a battle of equal strength, the winner was decided in the first strike. Hunyu was obviously defeated and was beaten back, and was seriously injured.
"cough!"
Hunyu stood firm, with a hint of horror in his eyes.
He felt that in the previous attack, he was not hit on a flesh and blood body, but on a human-shaped bell. The opponent's attack, together with his attack reflected by the bell, formed a shock wave, which completely hit him. Naturally, he could not resist such a terrifying force and was seriously injured in an instant.
"The blood of the divine light turned into an ancient bell. What a great trick, brother." Hunyu's eyes gleamed with surprise.
I was very impressed by Wang Heng’s achievements.
Afterwards, he reflected deeply that the Xixue Realm should not just be an initial realm that stacks the strength of qi and blood and can quickly transition, but there are also many directions that can be developed, just like Wang Heng in front of him, and this initial realm should be given more changes.
The stronger the basic realm, the more solid the foundation of the Tao will be, and the higher the future achievements will be. This is a very simple and easy to understand truth.
“Brother Hun is also very strong, not weaker than the real son of the Immortal King.
I think that the awakening and reversion of Brother Hun's bloodline must be like a phoenix rising from the ashes, a profound transformation." Wang Heng also praised him.
This is not a compliment, but an exclamation from the bottom of my heart.
From the collision just now, Wang Heng saw the opponent's strength, which was far beyond that of the ordinary descendants of the Immortal King. No wonder the Hunyuan family decided to focus on training him.
"Haha, Brother Wang, thank you for your praise. Next, please give it your all and don't hold back. I want to see how big the gap between you and me is." Hunyu reached out to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth and said with a big laugh.
Although they only fought once, he had already seen the gap and knew that he would not be able to win no matter what, so he hoped that the opponent would go all out.
Even if we are going to lose, we must lose spectacularly.
Wang Heng understood the other party's thoughts and nodded seriously. This was an opponent who deserved respect and was not afraid of failure. Otherwise, he would not have appeared so early in the first realm to fight with him.
"Okay, Brother Hun, be careful."
He gave a reminder, and then the blood divine light changed in a myriad of ways, leaving traces of the Tao.
From ancient bells, they transformed into sharp swords, revealing unparalleled edge.