Chapter Eighty-two: Fighting the Night Demon

  After arriving at the arena, Zhou Heng couldn't help but feel a sense of absurdity.

  Because this arena is also under the name of Tianbao Pavilion!

  However, the Colosseum did not originally belong to Tianbao Pavilion. In the past, there were only beast fights, and it was a real arena for beast fighting. Later, after being acquired by Tianbao Pavilion, there was a precedent for death row inmates participating in bloody battles.

  Although humans have developed wisdom and left the ranks of beasts, there is still a murderous nature in their blood. When human warriors join the bloody battle, the audience in the arena suddenly erupts like a geyser.

  Over the years, the Colosseum has also become a bloody arena, with many more rules.

  Warriors outside can come down to fight, to hone themselves in real bloody battles, but this requires a large amount of money - fighting with the demon beasts or death row inmates from the Refining Body Realm can be paid for with gold and silver, but if you want to fight against the demon beasts or death row inmates from the Gathering Spirit Realm, you need to pay with spirit stones!

  As for the opponent of the initial division, sorry, even Tianbao Pavilion can't bring it out! Or rather, they are not willing to bring it over. After all, which top master in the Initial Division of Tianheng City is willing to take such a risk?

  Zhou Heng took a look and found that in order to fight with the death row inmates or demonic beasts of the Gathering Spirit Realm, he had to pay one piece of spirit stone each time he entered the arena.

  He took a look at his wallet and found that he only had two dollars left. He could fight for two more rounds before the auction.

  We have to find a way to get some spiritual stones!

  Gambling!

  Bloody Fighter Arena will open betting for many battles, allowing everyone to place bets and accept two types of bets: gold coins and spirit stones.

  To gamble for victory, hmm, not bad!

  Zhou Heng made up his mind and restored his true identity, lest someone study him after he won many battles and accidentally uncover the great secret of Yuexiu.

  "To challenge the death row inmates of the Spirit Realm, or the demonic beasts?" After Zhou Heng explained his intentions, he was led to a study room where a middle-aged man in his forties asked him questions.

  "Death row inmate!" Zhou Heng thought for a moment, humans are indeed smarter than demon beasts. And he not only wanted to absorb power, but also wanted to use the pressure of life and death to force himself to reach the realm of "momentum".

  The monster can't put that much pressure on him!

  "Alright, hand over a piece of spirit stone!" The middle-aged man said coldly.

  Zhou Heng took out a piece of Ling Stone and placed it on the table. The man picked it up, examined it for a moment, nodded, and said, "Do you need to leave your name?"

  "Zhou Heng!"

  "Alright, your match will be scheduled for... around three o'clock this afternoon. Please wait here in advance, and if you don't show up on time, it will be considered an automatic forfeit. The spirit stone will not be refunded!" The middle-aged man still had no expression.

  "Got it!"

  "If you die in the arena, we are not responsible!"

  "I know!"

  "Okay, sign this document!"

  Zhou Heng left after signing that life-and-death contract. The middle-aged man immediately started writing on the paper: "Zhou Heng, Jiling Second Heaven, combat strength unknown!"

  It's still early, Zhou Heng returned to the inn first. Gu Zi didn't return to the Lonely Absolute Sect, but instead stayed in his Nine Profound Trial Tower, continuously challenging the third level opponents. Although he repeatedly lost, he was not discouraged at all, which made Zhou Heng admire her perseverance.

  Under such a strong opponent, she was forced to bring out all her potential and gradually grasped the momentum of the three-colored lotus flower!

  Zhou Heng also entered the Jiuxuan Trial Tower, although the spiritual energy here is no different from the outside world, but fortunately, it will not be affected by anything, and it is the best place for closed-door meditation.

  These days, he has become more and more skilled in the use of the pagoda, and also discovered that entering the pagoda does not require enlarging it to a size that can be crawled into, but rather, as long as he communicates with his consciousness, he can be directly absorbed into it.

  Of course, this distance cannot be too far, it must be within the range that his divine sense can cover, and there cannot be anything in between.

  His current divine sense can now cover a space of about three zhang, so within this range he can disappear directly like a ghost, which may not be enough to launch a surprise attack on a strong person, but it is good for preserving his life. After all, who can find the Nine Xuan Trial Tower that has shrunk to the size of dust?

  No wonder it was so hard to get at first, this thing is indeed a treasure!

  Gu Zi was even more obsessed with martial arts than Zhou Heng, so after preparing a large amount of food on the first floor, he had no intention of leaving. After eating something, Zhou Heng began to replay the battle process with the nine silver corpses in his mind, trying hard to find out the subtlety of "momentum".

  At two o'clock in the afternoon, he came out of the treasure tower and headed towards the Bloody Warrior Arena.

  At this time, there was already information about his opponent. His opponent was a death row inmate nicknamed Night Demon, also from the Aggregating Spirit Double Heaven, with a record of three wins and zero losses in the Beast Fighting Arena, a newcomer.

  It's true that there isn't much information about Nightmares, and their actual combat strength can't be evaluated.

  This battle can also be bet on, Zhou Heng's odds are 10 to 14, and Ye Mo's odds are similarly low, 10 to 13. Calculating that because Ye Mo has appeared on stage a few times, he can win three consecutive games, so his strength is not ordinary, so the odds should be slightly lower.

  Zhou Heng unhesitatingly used his only remaining property - a piece of Ling Stone to press onto himself. Unfortunately, Gu Zi was at the initial stage of his cultivation and had very little wealth. Moreover, he needed the Ling Stone to quickly recover from his injuries. The landlord's family didn't even have enough food for themselves, let alone lend some to him, and almost took away Zhou Heng's piece of Ling Stone as well.

  He arrived at the preparation room, where he could see the situation in the arena. Two fierce beasts in the Refining Body realm were crazily killing each other, with blood flying everywhere, and it took a long time to determine the winner.

  "Ladies and gentlemen, the next match will be a fierce battle, a fight at the Gathering Spirit Realm level! The challenger is the renowned Night Demon, with a bloody record of three wins and zero losses in the arena!"

  A loud-voiced middle-aged man on the viewing platform loudly said, "The cultivation of the Refining Body stage is enough to transmit one's voice to every corner of the entire Beast Fighting Arena."

  "And the challenger is a newcomer, his name is Zhou Heng!"

  "These two are both Double Spirit Realm cultivators, who will win and who will lose? Everyone, you can place your bets now. The battle will begin in three minutes, hurry up!"

  Zhou Heng couldn't help but grit his teeth, this Treasure Pavilion was indeed good at making money. He had clearly spent money to participate in the Blood War, yet he was still being used as a betting chip by others, and not even getting a single benefit from it!

  Three minutes passed quickly, and the iron fence in front of Zhou Heng suddenly rose up with a whoosh, revealing a passageway. Walking out about ten zhang was the combat area used by the Beast Fighting Arena.

  The area is a square, with each side roughly one hundred zhang long. The perimeter is surrounded by high walls, forming a huge cage. On top of that are rows and rows of inclined viewing platforms, enough to hold tens of thousands of people.

  However, today it seems very deserted, with only about 30% of the seats filled. The audience is mostly male, but there are also women. When Ye Mo walked out from the other side of the passage that night, several women suddenly let out excited screams and ripped off their tops from the neckline, shaking their breasts like a beast in heat.

  Zhou Heng gazed intently at his nickname-only opponent, who was a very lean and tall man with a cold and stern face, dark skin, and an intense killing aura that seemed to be taking shape.

  "There is no rule, one side admits defeat or dies and the battle ends!"

  "Let blood be spilled!"

  "The battle begins!"

  Zhou Heng did not launch an immediate attack, but instead suppressed his strength to the level of a ordinary Gathered Spirit Second Heaven cultivator. He wanted to use this battle as an opportunity to advance his skills to the realm of "Momentum", and winning with just one move would have no effect at all.

  The night demon didn't rush to attack either, but instead circled around Zhou Heng, occasionally licking its mouth and stretching out its long tongue to lick its lips, as if savoring fresh blood.

  Can't help but be cautious, although saying surrender can end the battle, this mortality rate is still as high as 90%! Why? When killing Red Eye, who cares about what the opponent says, one word, kill!

  "Kill!"

  "Kill!"

  "Kill!"

  The audience on the surrounding stands shouted impatiently, their voices forming an ocean that constantly stimulated Zhou Heng and Ye Mo's will to fight.

  Hiss, the Night Demon moved, his body shape shifted, extremely eerie, with a very strange gait he approached Zhou Heng.

  Zhou Hengcai took a glance, and suddenly felt dizzy, hurriedly closing his eyes to capture the opponent's movements with his open spiritual sense - the opponent's footsteps had an effect of confusing one's mind.

  "Die!" A sharp low shout, Night Demon had already killed his way over, his right hand opening in the middle, and a blue light gleaming dagger had appeared in his hand.

  Ding!

  Zhou Heng raised his sword, and the Flying Waterfall Sword Technique unfolded. Suddenly, a waterfall appeared in the sky, formed by the sword energy, posing a great threat to Mo Ye.

  He didn't use the black sword, but instead temporarily bought an ordinary long sword. Under his spiritual power infusion, it could still pose a mortal threat to the martial artists in the Gathering Spirit Realm.

  After a probing strike, Nightmare's body flipped and folded, instantly jumping away ten zhang.

  He stuck out his tongue and licked the dagger, a bloodthirsty smile spreading across his face. "It's been ages since I've savored the taste of human blood! How I miss my carefree days, when I annihilated an entire village and drank the fresh blood of over a hundred people in one go - truly unforgettable!"

  "Especially the fresh blood of young children and virgins, sweet enough to drive people mad!"

  Zhou Heng's killing intent stirred, he knew that the people fighting here were all death row inmates, but to what extent they were evil he was not clear. However, after hearing Ye Mo say these few words, he knew that these people deserved to die!

  Even if I die a hundred times, it's still not enough!

  "Although it's a man's blood, but now the conditions are harsh, I won't be picky anymore!" The Night Demon let out a shrill cry and his body moved again, still with that step that could make people's minds dizzy, he rushed towards Zhou Heng.

  Zhou Heng's eyes snapped open, his gaze burning with a fierce killing intent.

  "Hahaha, you still dare to open your eyes, are you not satisfied with dying quickly enough?" The Night Demon laughed loudly, but his hands were merciless. His right hand swept across, the dagger directly slashing at Zhou Heng's neck. With the infusion of spiritual energy, even if it wasn't a magic weapon, it could sever the body of a cultivator in the Gathering Spirit Realm.

  Zhou Heng let out a cold hum, and with a series of ringing sounds, his long sword danced in the air, resolving each of Night Demon's attacks.

  "Huh? How can you not be affected by my 'Ghost Shadow Step'?" Ye Mo exclaimed.