213: Domination of the Arena

Not every strong individual can survive being hunted by gods, or even fight them, like Ye Kong.

If Huo Ding counts as a master in this Ten Kingdoms Tournament, then Ye Kong has already thoroughly grasped the intensity of the Ten Kingdoms Tournament.

It could be said that ninety-nine percent of the people present were not Ye Kong's opponents.

However, this was not good news for Ye Kong.

With opponents too weak, Ye Kong could not fully display his strength.

In such a case, how could he comprehend the Dao in battle? It would purely be a waste of time.

Thinking of this, after Ye Kong received his reward, he turned and returned to the jade steps of the main hall, looking at the arena, and getting ready.

Wang Jian saw that Ye Kong had not taken his seat and found it strange, so he stood up and asked, “Brother Ye, what’s wrong?”

Ye Kong saw it was Wang Jian, so he pointed to the strong individuals on both sides in front of the main hall and said, “I don’t think the opponents in this Ten Kingdoms Tournament are as strong as I imagined.”

Wang Jian was stunned, then chuckled softly.

“Brother Ye, it’s not that these masters from the great aristocratic families are weak; it’s just that you’ve fought countless battles, faced ambushes from gods multiple times, and have already achieved immense improvement yourself.”

“Naturally, ordinary people can no longer enter your Dharma Eye.”

“What I mean is, it’s not that they are too weak, but that Brother Ye has already transcended the mundane and possesses extraordinary strength!”

Ye Kong glanced at the super aristocratic families seated on the left and right sides in front of the hall and nodded.

“Since that’s the case, and the Emperor has already stated that an invasion by foreign races is imminent, why don’t I add some fire to this Ten Kingdoms Tournament and speed it up?”

Wang Jian asked somewhat confusedly, “Brother Ye, what are you planning?”

Ye Kong’s mouth curved upwards, and he said, “I want to be the arena master!”

General Zhen Guo arranged for someone to carry the fallen Huo Ding away, then said again, “Next challenger!”

Before General Zhen Guo’s words finished, Ye Kong leaped up, flying towards the arena.

Many others also rushed towards the arena, but Ye Kong immediately activated Thousand Mile Swift Travel!

In a flash, Ye Kong arrived above the arena, kicking at the other strong individuals around him who wanted to contend for the arena.

“Ugh ah—”

Four or five people were caught off guard and kicked away by Ye Kong.

Of course, Ye Kong didn't use much force.

A few people still in the air who wanted to contend for the arena position, seeing that it was actually Asura, Ye Kong, showed shocked expressions.

“Ye Kong is going to the arena!”

“Who is he going to challenge?”

Those who originally wanted to contend for the arena immediately retreated when they saw it was Ye Kong, returning to their positions dejectedly.

Ye Kong then landed safely on the arena.

“I want to be the arena master; anyone can come!”

As soon as Ye Kong’s declaration was made, the entire venue erupted.

“Too arrogant!”

“Ye Kong, how dare you speak such wild words!”

The strong individuals of the Ten Kingdoms of the Human Race within the main hall also spoke up, slandering Ye Kong.

“What big talk! This is the Ten Kingdoms Tournament. Could it be that he can stand on this arena for a whole day?”

“Exactly, he just won two matches, and now he dares to be the ‘arena master’?”

Wang Jian, now full of confidence in Ye Kong, immediately retorted when he heard someone slandering Ye Kong.

“In front of the Emperor, Ye Kong will never go back on his word. Just you wait and see!”

The Emperor, seated on the Dragon Throne, watched Ye Kong with great interest.

General Zhen Guo spread his hands.

“Silence!”

“Now, who will answer the challenge!”

The arena immediately fell silent, and everyone was lost in thought.

Although they were displeased with Ye Kong's audacity in claiming to be the "arena master," no one dared to answer his challenge.

Long Ao clenched his fist, wanting to stand up and accept the challenge.

Ye Kong, today we will settle the score from the last Tournament.

However, before Long Ao could stand up, an old man beside him immediately pressed Long Ao down, shaking his head at him.

Long Ao looked at the old man somewhat strangely.

The old man said, “It is not yet time.”

Long Ao sighed, leaned back in his seat, and looked at Ye Kong.

Alright, then I’ll let you stand there a little longer.

The square in front of the main hall was silent; everyone looked at each other, no one daring to come forward and challenge Ye Kong.

Ye Kong looked left and right, saying, “What’s going on? Isn’t this the Ten Kingdoms Tournament?”

A middle-aged man from the Tian Xuan Sect sect exchanged a few words with another elder, then stood up.

“Ye Kong, I shall be your opponent!” The man walked onto the arena unhurriedly.

Ye Kong looked at this person and saw that he was dressed in plain clothes, with a robust physique, and no particular expression on his face.

He seems to be a composed person.

Ye Kong bowed and said, “Representative of the Dragon Kingdom Royal Family—Ye Kong.”

The man bowed and said, “Tian Xuan Sect—Jing Ri.”

Ye Kong did not feel any Aura from this person, which instead made Ye Kong vigilant.

The surrounding audience felt a bit strange; they had never heard the name Jing Ri.

“Why isn’t the Tian Xuan Sect sending their renowned experts? Instead, they send out such an unknown junior. Isn’t this just giving away the match?”

“What do you know? The Tian Xuan Sect is a super aristocratic family. Perhaps they want to use this person to test Ye Kong’s moves.”

Ye Kong and Jing Ri both took their stances, facing each other.

The sun’s rays gradually grew stronger; if not for the thick layers of clouds overhead, the square would surely have been extremely hot and dry.

But even so, the heat waves of the summer wind still blew the silk ribbons near the arena back and forth, and the imperial city banners around the arena poles rustled loudly.

The battle had not yet begun, but the atmosphere had grown heavy.

Ye Kong suddenly felt parched.

What’s going on? This person clearly isn’t releasing any Aura, yet I feel thirsty?

Is it because of the previous battle?

Compared to the tense atmosphere on the arena, the audience below was as lively as ever.

“Jing Ri, pull off an upset and take down Ye Kong!”

“Go, Jing Ri of the Tian Xuan Sect!”

At the same time, there were also those who truly recognized Ye Kong’s strength, cheering him on.

“Asura is invincible, take down Jing Ri!”

“How can such an unknown figure be Ye Kong’s opponent? Ye Kong, take him down in three rounds!”

Jing Ri’s waist flashed, and a long spear immediately appeared in his hand.

“Please enlighten me!”

Jing Ri was quite polite.

Ye Kong nodded, a white light flashed on his fingertip, and the blood blade was in his hand.

As soon as the Demon-Sealing Soul-Devouring Slash appeared, it passively triggered the terrifying soul-shaking killing intent inherent in the blood blade.

If Ye Kong were to further imbue himself with Asura Power and release the passive killing intent of Asura, the two combined would be even more terrifying.

However, Ye Kong did not do that.

Both sides stood still, waiting for the other to make the first move.

This standoff lasted for three minutes, with neither side moving.

Those who knew understood that both sides were looking for the other's weakness, and the audience below held their breath.

The strong individuals who could participate in the Ten Kingdoms Tournament were not ordinary people and knew there was no need to rush them at such a time.

In a match of this Rank, the winner is known in a few moves; the subsequent dozens of rounds are merely to see how long the loser can endure.

The wind whistled, and a withered leaf was blown onto the arena, floating exactly between the two, momentarily blocking their vision.

The blood blade and the long spear suddenly moved in unison, both executing a simple, direct thrust.

With a tearing sound, the spear tip and sword tip simultaneously pierced the withered leaf.

The withered leaf instantly shattered into tiny fragments under the impact of the two forces.

The audience immediately erupted; the battle had begun!