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Yu Hong shot a vicious glance at Thirteen, as if he was looking at a dead man. Wang Teng followed him to the front.
Niu Thirteen calmly followed them, and very soon, they arrived at the Deathmatch Battlestage.
Today's death row was a little different. Today, there were a lot of people.
The moment Niu Thirteen appeared, the crowd around the death arena went into an uproar.
"He's here, he's here!"
"Three consecutive days of life and death battles, and his opponents are getting stronger and stronger each time. Will he be able to survive today?"
"This is simply a myth among the outer sect disciples. Such astonishing courage, so strong!"
"Is he really not afraid of death? He actually dares to conduct a life-and-death duel for three consecutive days. Is he planning to treat this life-and-death duel as a training exercise? "
The crowd surrounding the death match was several times larger than the previous day. It was all thanks to the results of the promotions made by those who had watched the battle yesterday.
The death arena was completely surrounded. However, when Niu Thirteen came over, everyone automatically made a path for him and looked at his back with admiration.
However, there were still some people who showed an expression of disdain. There were even some who looked at him as though he was a fool.
The female Elder who presided over the death match, Hei Xia's eyes widened slightly the moment she saw Niu Thirteen. Niu Thirteen had actually come to fight a life-and-death battle again.
She had never met a disciple like Niu Thirteen. He simply didn't care for his own life and treated this battle of life and death as his meal.
However, He Xia looked at Niu Thirteen with admiration. The Demonic Sect needed such a disciple who was not afraid of death.
On the path of cultivation, although talent was important, if a person didn't fear death, then they would have a long way to go in the future.
Niu Thirteen's talent might not be that great, but his courage, which did not fear death, was enough to make up for his lack of talent.
Niu Thirteen's fearlessness had moved Hefei. For the first time in three days, she was truly observing him.
She discovered that Niu Thirteen was only sixteen years old, and his cultivation was at the middle of the second level of the Longevity Realm.
Niu Thirteen's gaze was firm, unhurried, and fearless. He was tall and straight, with a handsome face.
Dressed in a black robe, he walked towards the death arena with determined steps. He could feel that the elder in charge of this competition was observing him.
He carefully turned his head and saw He Xia giving him a gentle smile.
He was greatly shocked in his heart. An elder that was like a goddess of slaughter actually showed him a gentle smile.
In these three days, although he had engaged in two life-and-death battles, other than announcing the start and end of the competition, this elder had kept his eyes closed the rest of the time, not caring about anything in the outside world at all …
Unexpectedly, she actually smiled at him today.
Niu Thirteen felt a bit overwhelmed by the unexpected favor. He quickly revealed a very friendly smile. He had no choice but to do this.
The Goddess of Death smiled at him. If he was still calm, the Elder would probably slap him to death.
"Once you enter the death arena, regardless of life or death, one side's death is considered the end. Now, let the battle begin!"
He Xia coldly announced the start of the match and then continued to rest with her eyes closed.
Niu Thirteen and Wang Teng stood on the death platform. Neither of them moved, but their auras were getting more and more powerful.
"Boom …"
Two formless auras collided between them, producing a terrifying explosion.
The spectators below the death arena were all holding their breaths. Everyone nervously looked at the two people on stage.
"Heaven Splitting Earth!"
Wang Teng roared, and then took off the axe he carried on his back, bringing along a terrifying storm with it as it descended from the skies, landing right on top of Niu Thirteen's head.