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Everyone originally thought that Jiang Yang's Whirlwind Wave would collide with Overlord's Dao arts, but Jiang Yang himself was unable to do so. The combination of demonic and spirit power allowed Jiang Yang's Dao arts to directly ignore the sea of fire and pierce through. The Overlord had never expected such a situation. His entire body was sent flying by the cyclone as it continuously rotated in mid-air, letting out miserable howls from his mouth. Jiang Yang, on the other hand, unleashed a punch with all his might towards the Dao Arts in front of him. The faint white flame fist passed through the sea of flames and created a small area for Jiang Yang to remain unharmed.

Bang!

Overlord's body was struck by the spinning shockwaves and slammed into the huge stone beast below. Half of the beast's head was washed away by the force of his attack. The Spirit Condensation expert floated to Overlord's side and examined his wounds. If it wasn't for the tyrannical body's toughness, Jiang Yang's attack would have destroyed half of his body. Currently, the Overlord's entire abdomen was festering, leaving behind a spinning pit of flesh. Fresh blood spurted out.

Even if they were saved, they would leave a shadow in their hearts for the rest of their lives.

"Jiang Hai!" Jiang Hai! "Jiang Hai!"

One after another, shouts came from all directions, all of them calling out Jiang Yang's fake name. In this atmosphere, Jiang Yang was actually a bit excited. Ever since he came to this world, he had almost completely assimilated into it. In this world, only the strong had the right to honor. Now, he had gained dignity. Moreover, it was the respect that hundreds of people had for him.

"Today, our King of Competitions. His name is... "Jiang Hai!"

The Spirit Condensation realm old man raised Jiang Yang's hand high in the air, and beams of light shot out from the gems onto Jiang Yang's face. At this moment, Jiang Yang felt a freshness he had never felt before.

"Jiang Hai!" Jiang Hai! Jiang Hai! "Jiang Hai!"

Hundreds of spectators were in high spirits. Some women even ran out to seduce Jiang Yang. A few burly men revealed their chests and gulped down a large mouthful of wine, continuing to shout out the name of 'River'.

Today, in the entire arena, the only protagonist was Jiang Yang. As a man of two lifetimes, Jiang Yang had never experienced such a feeling before. On Earth, even though his family background was not bad, but the school was only slightly richer than the others. This world had always been discriminated against by the people around it. At this moment, he finally felt the pleasure of existing in this world.

Earth did not belong to him. In this world where he believed in strength, this was the place where he should truly exist. He wanted to fight, to fight for himself. Anyone with a killing aura and spiritual roots was a person who loved to fight. Only in battle would he be able to continuously unleash his potential. This type of spiritual root would imperceptibly guide Jiang Yang, but luckily, there were Demon and baleful aura spiritual roots restricting each other, which prevented Jiang Yang from falling because of this baleful aura spiritual root, and allowed him to become a bloodthirsty Berserk Devil.

The shout lasted for a quarter of an hour before the crowd left reluctantly. This was because everyone had only come to the arena to have fun. As cultivators, they still had to continue their cultivation.

Jiang Yang received his reward from the bottom, for a total of five hundred low-grade spirit stones. Only by becoming the final winner would they be able to obtain this amount. Of course, most of the spirit stones had fallen into the hands of the person behind the scenes. Jiang Yang was only a participant.

While Jiang Yang was walking away, the skinny old man looked at him a few more times. He waved to the person beside him, and the person leaned over.

"This brat doesn't know the slightest rules, he's actually the Overlord who injured us. Bring a few more people with you to teach him a lesson. Right now, he has just fought with an overlord, so he shouldn't have much strength. Even two ordinary 8th level Body Fusion experts were able to leave him half dead. "

A ruthless light flashed through the skinny old man's eyes. For Jiang Yang, this was equivalent to bringing them a lot of spirit stones. However, Jiang Yang was clearly not the type of person who would stay in the arena forever. If he were to heavily injure an overlord, it would instead cause them even more losses.

Most people knew the rules of the arena. If he met an Overlord, just a few rounds of battle would be enough. If he could win, he would surrender as soon as possible. If he couldn't win, he would look for an opportunity to knock himself off the stage.

But this was just Jiang Yang's first time here, how would he know that in this already dark place, there were even darker rules.

The current him had already left the underground market and walked out of the stable. It was already night. Jiang Yang's speed was very fast and he didn't have the leisure to walk around in the courtyard. This was because when he got the spirit stones, he had already sensed the killing intent of the skinny old man.

Two figures flashed across the rooftop, causing Jiang Yang to immediately speed up his pace.

Swish!

The two figures stood in front of Jiang Yang with weapons in their hands.

"Walking so fast, aren't you afraid of you tripping over rocks on the way?"

Both of them were dressed in black and wore masks. It was obvious that these two people were the people sent to intercept Jiang Yang in the underground battle coliseum.

Jiang Yang could feel that both of them were at the eighth level of Qi Condensation. If he wasn't injured, it would be easy for him to deal with these two, but blood was still flowing from his wounds. If he were to fight these two head on, he might not have the chance to defeat them.

"Thank you for your kind intentions, but if I'm still around, I have to hurry back."

Jiang Yang appeared to be very calm. His right hand, hidden behind his back, was already beginning to gather its strength.

"Us two brothers are good at healing our injuries. How about we help you heal your wounds before going to take care of your business?"

The two men in black smiled coldly, the long swords in their hands already unsheathed. A silver light flashed in the dark night. Jiang Yang was ready to make a move against the two of them. Suddenly, a heavy iron rod fell from the sky.

Jiang Yang looked over with rapt attention, the word "Spirit Breaking" was impressively carved into the iron rod.

"Your Black Cloud Arena is indeed as its name suggests. It's indeed quite dark."

Qin Tian appeared out of nowhere and tapped the top of his Divine Dash. Jiang Yang and the two men in black were separated by him alone. The auras of experts at the peak of the eighth level of Qi Condensation spread out from his body, pressing towards the two men in black.

"Interesting."

On the roof on the left of Jiang Yang, there was another person leaning against the roof, looking at the scene below with a bit of playfulness.

"A'Kun?"