C23 The Finals

At noon, Qin Hao and the other two went out and had a simple meal. They returned to Battle Arena early and waited for the afternoon competition to begin.

On the first stage in the afternoon, Qin Hao was fighting Qiu Lili, the winner of the fourth stage.

Qiu Lili came here just to gain experience. When she got on the stage, she said directly, "I came here to practice. We'll stop when we get there."

Qin Hao nodded. He didn't really like fighting and killing.

The two of them had been fighting for a quarter of an hour. In the end, Qiu Lili was only one move away from him. Qin Hao put the knife on her neck.

After that, he admitted defeat.

On the other stage, Zheng Yu had defeated Zhu Chao with his powerful cultivation base. If Zhu Chao hadn't surrendered in time, he would have been killed by Zheng Yu.

On the two stages, the last two were standing, Qin Hao and Zheng Yu.

"Kid, I really didn't expect you to reach this stage. It really surprised me!" Both sides were separated from each other on the stage. When their eyes met, Zheng Yu's face revealed a mocking smile.

"But, that's all."

Zheng Yu sneered, "I will let you know just how powerful a Peak of the Martial Disciple Stage is. It's not something you can surpass. I hope you won't be too weak!"

"If you, Young Master Zheng, are really good at talking, I will naturally surrender. " However, I'm afraid that you are only good at talking! " Qin Hao ridiculed him with all his might. Anyway, he had already offended him.

Judging from the situation, the two of them would probably fight to the death.

In fact, in Zheng Yu's heart, he had already sentenced Qin Hao to death.

As for Qin Hao, wasn't it the same?

"Then let's meet on the stage!" Zheng Yu mocked, "I will defeat you and make you kneel in front of me and beg for mercy. If I am happy, I will spare your life."

The two of them exchanged blows with each other. The battle was about to start.

"The monthly championship, Zheng Yu against Qin Hao, the winner will be the final champion!" The host shouted, "The monthly champion will be rewarded with fifty thousand gold coins, and the Battle Arena will be exempted from entry in the future."

The host announced the start of the competition.

There was a fifteen minute betting time, but most people were optimistic about Zheng Yu.

Zheng Yu was at the Peak of the Martial Disciple Stage realm, and he had stayed at this realm for a year. As long as he had an epiphany, he could break through to the Martial Master Stage realm.

Zheng Yu was cruel and merciless, and he was full of surprises in actual combat. Many people knew him, and they deeply believed in him. Because he had never been defeated, he had killed at least dozens of opponents.

One should know that Martial Master Stage was one of the top experts in Tianmo City. Even if he went to the capital of Tianxuan Country, he would still be a distinguished guest of the major powers, an existence blessed by the heavens.

Qin Hao was just a rising star with potential recently. He only managed to win the confidence of a small portion of the audience. Most of them were still optimistic about Zheng Yu.

In the end, Qin Hao's realm was still too low. He was not a match for Zheng Yu at all. This was the result of Qin Hao's breakthrough in the previous battle. Otherwise, no one believed that Qin Hao could win. Everyone thought that Qin Hao would be instantly killed by Zheng Yu.

Suen Bufaan walked out of the room and spent some gold coins to book Qin Hao's seat and cheer for him in public.

"Mr Qin, I think highly of you. I bet fifty thousand gold coins on you." Suen Bufaan said with a smile, then reminded Qin Hao, "Zheng Yu is a Peak of the Martial Disciple Stage warrior. He is cruel and merciless. His opponent is either dead or crippled. You must be careful. This guy is a swordsman."

"I understand." Qin Hao nodded slightly.

In a quarter of an hour, the two of them made their final preparations. The audience had also finished placing their bets.

Qin Hao, on the other hand, was putting together all of Shen Ying's and Leng Feng's belongings. He barely managed to gather twenty thousand gold coins and place all his bets on himself to win.

To him, there was no need to lose. If he lost, he would die.

Now, his odds were one to eight. In other words, if he won, the Battle Arena would have to pay him 160,000 gold coins. This was not a small fortune.

A quarter of an hour passed quickly. Both of them stepped onto the fighting stage. The battle was about to start.

"Kid, kneel down and beg for mercy. I can still give you a quick death." Zheng Yu looked down from above, looking down on Qin Hao.

He thought Qin Hao was a little mouse. He could pinch Qin Hao however he wanted. There was no need to think about it.

He was dressed in green. He had a sword at his waist. He stood with his hands behind his back. He looked very elegant.

"I really don't know where you got this sense of superiority from." Qin Hao narrowed his eyes and looked at Zheng Yu. "Relying on the Peak of the Martial Disciple Stage realm? Or family background? Relying on the protection of the family?"

Qin Hao looked down on this so-called young master of the family. He only had one nose and two eyes. What was there to be arrogant about?

If he didn't come from a better family, he would have been reincarnated. What was there to be proud of? He only relied on the resources and power of the family to create his current realm.

"You piece of trash, you dare to question this young master?"

Zheng Yu's expression turned ugly. He didn't expect Qin Hao to be able to say such things. "I can kill you even without relying on my family. Do you believe me?"

"I believe you." Qin Hao nodded. "But I believe you even more. If you didn't rely on your family, you wouldn't have reached your current realm. If you didn't rely on your family, with your character, I don't know how many times you have died."

"If you call me trash, then let me ask you, how old are you now?"

"Twenty-one!" Zheng Yu replied.

"Twenty-one?" Qin Hao's brows furrowed, then he suddenly laughed, "Twenty-one years old. I relied on my family's resources to break through to the Peak of the Martial Disciple Stage realm. Do you still have the face to call me trash?"

"I'm only fifteen years old, okay?"

"Give me five more years, you don't even have the qualifications to carry my shoes."

Qin Hao said coldly, "If I were you, I would have killed myself long ago. I don't even have the face to live until now. I really don't know how you do it."

Zheng Yu was so old, and he was at the Peak of the Martial Disciple Stage realm. He was considered a good person among his peers.

However, everyone had overlooked a problem.

Qin Hao was only 15 years old.

A fifteen year old Late Period of the Martial Disciple Stage? What a terrifying talent!

Only Shen Ying and Leng Feng knew about this. Just over a month ago, Qin Hao was still a "cripple" who couldn't cultivate. If these people knew about this, they wouldn't believe it.

"This kid has a sharp tongue."

Zheng Yu was furious. Instead of being angry, he laughed. "Fine. Today is the day of your death. However, before I kill you, I will torture you and make you regret offending me in your lifetime."

"Let's see what you can do on the fighting stage!" Qin Hao harrumphed coldly.

"Ci!"

Zheng Yu pulled out his sword and pointed it at Qin Hao. "Kid, I will cripple your cultivation and then pick your tendons. Kneel down and beg me."

Zheng Yu's sword was forged from refined iron, and it came from a famous master. It cut through iron like mud, and was worth tens of thousands of gold coins.

The sword was drawn out according to one's will, and it was dazzling to the eyes.

"Thousand Light Shadow Separating Sword!"

This was the creation of a sect in the Zheng Family. When cultivated to the extreme, it could produce thousands of sword lights, making one unable to figure out where the real sword was. It could be killed by a single sword at any time.

Qin Hao didn't dare to be careless. His movement technique was like a phantom, dodging Zheng Yu's attack.

Among the sword lights, Zheng Yu's figure was flickering. He appeared in every direction of Qin Hao, which made him feel dizzy. A sense of crisis welled up in his heart.