C1013 Victory

At that moment, the Elder Hsing stared intently at the cool breeze in the arena, as if he wanted to see everything about it. The surrounding spectators cheered for the impact of the fight between Qing Feng and the young man. They had bet on the Gladiator's battle.

"Alright!"

"That newcomer is quite powerful."

The cheers rose and fell, and within the Arena, Qing Feng and the Young gladiator both received varying degrees of injuries.

With great difficulty, the two of them stood up from the ground. Qing Feng felt as if he had just used the Purple Sun Heaven Palm. Although he did not know where the power in his body came from, he could clearly feel the power in his body.

At the same time, he wasn't sure if he was a cultivator or not, but under the onslaught of a cultivator, not only did he survive, but he had also managed to defeat the other, which made him very excited.

"Huff..."

Qing Feng kept panting heavily, his eyes staring at the Young gladiator in front of him, his eyes filled with determination.

Young gladiator also stood up. He felt that his body seemed to have suffered a serious injury, which he could not accept. In his opinion, Qing Feng was just an ordinary person, so how could he possibly cause harm to a cultivator like him? This made Young gladiator feel that something was not right.

"Did he do it on purpose? Pretending to be an ordinary person from the beginning?" Young gladiator thought that Qing Feng was deliberately hiding his strength, but in fact, he was also a cultivator like him.

Thinking of this, the Young gladiator's face turned ugly. He felt like he had been played, and it made him feel embarrassed.

He looked around and saw the audience cheering, and for a moment he felt as if the cheering had nothing to do with him, as if it were mocking him.

"Damn it!"

The Young gladiator muttered angrily, and then he activated the remaining blood and Qi in his body and rushed towards Qing Feng, who had just stood up like a cannonball.

Just as Qing Feng stabilized himself, he saw his opponent charging straight at him. His pupils constricted. Right now, he had no time to think about how to deal with his opponent's attack, so he could only use the Purple Sun Heaven Palm once again.

"Heh!"

He let out a low shout and pushed out his hands once again. The power in his body seemed to be summoned and surged into his arms before gushing out from his palm.

Seeing that Qing Feng's actions were exactly the same as before, the Young gladiator was cautious. He changed his mind and did not fight with Qing Feng directly. Instead, he went around Qing Feng's palms and squatted down. His left leg swept out like lightning, wanting to sweep Qing Feng to the ground.

Qing Feng, who had never been through a real fight, knew that he needed to change, but his body did not follow.

"Bang!"

Qingfeng directly fell to the ground, and his face made contact with the ground, causing a muffled sound that made people's teeth ache.

When the Young gladiator saw that his attack was effective, a sneer appeared on his face. Then, he stood up and stomped on Qing Feng's face.

The force of this kick was too heavy. If Qing Feng was stepped on by it, the consequences would be unimaginable, not to mention the position of his face.

"Quick, quick!"

When Qing Feng saw the foot that was about to step on his face, his expression changed drastically. His pupils contracted as he shouted in his heart. His body finally started to move.

Qing Feng's body rolled to the side and dodged Young gladiator's kick.

"Crack!"

The place where Qing Feng had just been lying let out a cracking sound. Young gladiator's kick had directly shattered the floor of the duel arena.

When Qing Feng saw this scene, he felt a lingering fear in his heart, and then his eyes became angry.

This time Qing Feng did not wait for the other man to attack again. He attacked first, knowing that if he did not defeat the other man first, he would not be able to get out of this place safely, and that the other man was fighting with the intention to kill him.

At this point, Qingfeng became decisive in his heart.

"Purple Sun Heaven Palm!"

Qing Feng shouted loudly. This time, he did not push out his palms at the same time, but struck the back of his opponent's head with one hand.

"Humph! Next time, don't shout!" When the Young gladiator heard Qing Feng's voice, he whispered in disdain, and with a flash of his head, he dodged Qing Feng's palm.

However, what the Young gladiator did not expect was that Qing Feng's palm strike was only a feint. The real attack came later. After Qing Feng's right hand missed, his left hand immediately retracted into a fist and fiercely punched towards the Young gladiator's chin.

"You!" Young gladiator did not expect Qing Feng to do such a thing. He was furious, but it was too late for him to react. He dodged to Qing Feng's left when his head flashed, so the punch was sent to Qing Feng's hand.

"Boom!"

The force of the punch was so great that although Qing Feng had never learned any fist techniques, he was now able to use the force in his body to strengthen his fist so that the power of his punch would be far greater than that of his previous palm strike.

After Young gladiator's chin received Qing Feng's punch, his entire body was sent flying backwards, and blood flowed out from his mouth.

"Huff."

After successfully hitting his opponent, Qing Feng felt that he had already used up all of his strength. If his opponent could still stand up, then he really wouldn't have the strength to fight back.

But fortunately, Qing Feng's punch had hit the Young gladiator's vital part, causing him to be unable to stand up at all.

Although the victory and defeat of the Arena were determined by life and death, when one of them lost the ability to fight, it was the same as losing the qualification to stand up again, because there was no way for them to deal with their opponent's attacks.

Seeing that the Young gladiator was no longer able to stand up, Qing Feng heaved a sigh of relief in his heart, and a smile appeared on his face.

He knew that he had won this round. He wiped the sweat off his forehead and waited for the stone door to open, preparing to leave.

However, the stone door did not open for a long time. This made him a little confused. What was going on?

Just as Qingfeng was feeling puzzled, a unanimous voice came from the audience.

"Kill him! Kill him! Kill him!"

Everyone was asking Qing Feng to kill the Young gladiator, which made Qing Feng a little confused. Wasn't the competition already over? He had already won, so why did everyone still want to kill each other?

He frowned and looked at the audience. In his eyes, these people were extremely ferocious. Each of them had a fanatical look in their eyes as if to them, the life and death of the Gladiator were nothing more than a game - nothing more than a game.

After realizing this, Qing Feng was at a loss as to what to do.