6: The Qingfeng Step is perfected and kills instantly!

"Black boxing, where you're responsible for your own life and death. Since you've come in, you should understand this rule, right?"

The middle-aged man led Ye Chen down a long, dim corridor, speaking lazily without turning his head.

Ye Chen followed calmly behind the middle-aged man, saying faintly, "Naturally, I know."

Underground arenas, an organization active in major cities of Daxia, specifically provided perverse entertainment for the wealthy and powerful in these cities.

Black boxing was one such activity.

Fighters who participated in black boxing could sign a life-and-death contract with the underground arena, engaging in matches within it. For every victory, they would receive a substantial reward.

Ye Chen was an orphan with no stable source of income. While part-time jobs might sustain him, becoming stronger required more income.

Black boxing... was one way.

Though it carried some danger, the income was considerable!

The greater the waves, the more valuable the fish!

This was a principle Ye Chen had adhered to throughout both his lives.

The two walked through the dim corridor. As they went deeper, a cacophony of sounds gradually reached their ears, vaguely hearing people roaring and cursing everything.

Soon, a wall appeared before them, covered with various masks. The middle-aged man pointed to the masks on the wall and said indifferently, "Choose a mask. After all, black boxing is something that can't be seen."

"Later, pick a nickname and tell me your cultivation; I'll arrange your matches."

Listening to the middle-aged man, Ye Chen slowly looked at the masks covering the entire wall and was soon drawn to one of them.

It was a... monkey mask!

Ye Chen smiled slightly, stepped forward, took down the mask, and placed it directly on his face.

"As for the nickname... let's go with Great Sage!"

The middle-aged man looked at Ye Chen with some surprise, then scoffed, but said nothing, merely asking about Ye Chen's cultivation before hurrying off to arrange an opponent for Ye Chen.

Ye Chen stood quietly before the wall, the chaotic sounds constantly pouring into his ears, yet it made the blood within Ye Chen feel a sense of boiling.

It was his first time, yet it felt incredibly familiar.

A moment later, a woman dressed in a professional bunny girl outfit respectfully approached Ye Chen, bowing close to him and saying, "Sir, your opponent has been arranged. Please follow me."

Ye Chen nodded slightly, following the woman as they walked towards the arena... Around the arena, there was a sea of people, a cacophony of voices rising and falling, a chorus of insults intertwined.

"Hey! Why hasn't it started yet? My money's going to rust!"

"Hurry up and start, I want to see someone killed!!"

"Damn it, start already!!"

Voices rang out, and on a high platform in the Hundred-Faced Arena, a host wearing a clown mask held a microphone, a strange smile on his lips.

"Since everyone's enthusiasm is so high, then let's welcome one of our contestants today!"

"The fighter who has achieved four consecutive victories in my Hundred-Faced Arena for three consecutive days... Black Wolf!!"

The clown host's voice instantly spread throughout the entire arena through the microphone. Countless spectators, upon hearing his words, erupted into a frenzy.

"Black Wolf!! Black Wolf!! Put all my chips on Black Wolf, he's a four-time consecutive winner!!"

"That's right, although Black Wolf's Qi is only 55 units, his methods are extremely vicious. He takes the path of injuring a thousand enemies at the cost of eight hundred to himself. No one is more ruthless than Black Wolf!"

In the stands, voices continuously rose, accompanied by the slow opening of an iron gate on one side of the Hundred-Faced Arena.

A burly figure, wearing a ferocious wolf-head mask, slowly walked into the Hundred-Faced Arena, exuding a bloody aura.

"And Black Wolf's opponent..."

At this moment, the clown host on the high platform slowly spoke again, the smile on his lips growing even more peculiar.

"Is a newcomer who just joined the arena today. His name... is Great Sage!!"

As the host's voice fell, the originally noisy stands around fell into a brief silence.

And after this brief silence, a chorus of mocking voices erupted.

"What did I hear? Great Sage? A newcomer dares to call himself Great Sage? Hahaha!!"

"Black Wolf! Tear him to shreds for me. How dare he take such a name? A newcomer isn't worthy?"

For a moment, the silent spectators began to curse him.

In their eyes, let alone a newcomer, even those ten-time consecutive arena champions, or even hundred-time arena kings, were not qualified to be called Great Sage.

The clown host smiled, simply fixing his gaze on another iron gate, raising the microphone in his hand, and slowly said.

"Will Black Wolf take his fifth consecutive victory from Great Sage, or will our Great Sage successfully claim his first blood... Let's wait and see!"

The iron gate slowly opened, and a lean figure wearing a monkey-face mask slowly walked into the Hundred-Faced Arena.

Black Wolf's gaze immediately fell on Ye Chen, a hint of brutality appearing in his eyes.

"Kid, the name Great Sage is not something you can bear!"

Black Wolf's voice carried a hint of ferocity, like the roar of a Vicious Beast.

Ye Chen looked at Black Wolf with a calm expression, but he didn't care. Instead, he looked at the Void Realm, at the subtitles only he could see.

"The Fierce Tiger Breathing Technique has been provoked and is determined to make a name for itself in the Hundred-Faced Arena. Proficiency +10."

"Breeze Step is unbearable and wants to defeat the opponent. Proficiency +10."

"Ding, Breeze Step has entered the Major Achievement Realm!"

"Basic Sword Technique's bloodlust has emerged, desiring to cut down the opponent with a sword. Proficiency +5."

Looking at the subtitles before him, Ye Chen smiled slightly.

"Indeed, the underground arena is the most suitable place for me!"

"As for the opponent..."

Ye Chen's gaze gently fell on Black Wolf. The next moment, Ye Chen seemed to transform into a wisp of breeze, instantly disappearing from his original spot.

"This..."

Black Wolf watched Ye Chen disappear from his sight, his pupils instantly contracted, and then all the hairs on his body stood on end at that moment.

A strong sense of crisis filled his mind.

The next moment... a fist heavily struck Black Wolf's chest, immense power wildly unleashed.

Black Wolf was thrown backward as if hit by a car, instantly flying out and slamming heavily onto the ground.

Ye Chen... instant kill!