God Prison

Zhantai Yue'er nodded adorably. She was in a very good mood after reuniting with Niu Thirteen.    

Soon, they arrived at the Bodhi tree.    

In the center of the Bodhi tree, there was a hundred-meter-wide stage. Two figures could be seen clashing against each other at lightning speed.    

From time to time, a terrifying attack would land on the defensive barrier surrounding the ring.    

However, not a single trace was left. Any attack would be automatically absorbed by the defensive barrier.    

This defensive barrier was personally set up by Nan Gong Wen Tian himself, and amongst the young talents here, no one could break through it.    

They could freely fight on the arena without worrying about the aftermath of the battle. They could destroy their defensive barriers and affect the spectators outside.    

However, the arena was only a hundred meters in diameter, and there were many limitations.    

This forced everyone to fight head on and not run away.    

For those who were suited to fighting in the open, it was a bit of a loss.    

Thousands upon thousands of young geniuses surrounded the ring, their auras a bit chaotic.    

They were all people who had experienced their first battle, and many of their expressions were filled with frustration and unwillingness.    

They had lost the fight for the Bodhisattva Fruit. Now that they had lost, they could only watch on as the others fought for the Bodhisattva Fruit.    

The main reason why they were still here was to see which three people would be able to obtain the Bodhi Fruit in the end.    

There was one more aspect to the competition. They were going to stay and watch the others compete.    

Those with low strength would watch the battles between strong ones.    

It could help them gain some insights during their battles, and could help them increase their own understanding of the Dao.    

The stronger one was, the stronger their battle would be.    

Those who were still fighting were either the ones who hadn't started the fight or the ones who had won.    

The first round of the examination was about to end. The number of people who hadn't participated in the first round were already few and far between.    

At this moment, an imposing and irresistible voice resounded within the minds of all the young geniuses that didn't participate.    

The same voice rang in the minds of Niu Thirteen and Zhan Taiyue.    

"Those who have not participated in the competition, please gather at the arena as soon as possible. If you do not come, you will be considered to have forfeited and there will be no more chances to fight for the Bodhi Fruit!"    

This was the voice of Nan Gong Wen Tian. As a Divine Emperor Realm expert, his voice caused everyone's bodies to tremble.    

Niu Thirteen felt that Nan Gong Wen Tian's voice was like heavenly music resounding in his head, causing his head to hurt.    

This time, even the God Slaughtering Saber, which was as strong as the God Slaughtering Saber, did not dare to act presumptuously. It hid all the way until it reached the space between Niu Thirteen's eyebrows.    

Nan Gong Wen Tian's voice sounded out in Niu Thirteen's mind, causing the God Slaughtering Saber to reveal a hint of fear.    

After all, this was the voice of a Divine Emperor powerhouse. Every single move of theirs was filled with the aura of an Emperor.    

Although the God Slaughtering Knife was an Imperial Armament, it was still unable to contend against a Divine Emperor Realm expert like Nan Gong Wen Tian.    

After all, the God Slaughtering Saber was only the weapon used by Niu Thirteen's father when he was alive. It was only an Imperial Armament.    

The weapons of Divine Emperors were generally Imperial Armaments, and Imperial Armaments were those that were unable to contend against a Divine Emperor-level expert.    

"So powerful!"    

Niu Thirteen gasped in shock. He didn't expect a Divine Emperor expert to be so terrifying.    

"Brother Thirteen, let's go and compete!"    

Zhan Tai Yue'er's gaze was also a little blurry, Nan Gong Wen Tian's voice also shook her until her head hurt.    

"Let's go. It's time to go on stage!"    

With thirteen steps, the oxen squeezed through the crowd and headed for the arena.    

"Brother Thirteen, I'll go first!"    

Zhan Taiyue'er faced Niu Thirteen, while Niu Thirteen lightly nodded his head. It didn't matter who came first.    

"Go, be careful!"    

Niu Thirteen seriously warned Zhan Taiyue'er.    

Jantai Yue'er was overjoyed. With one step, she instantly appeared on the stage.    

As Zhantai Yue'er stepped onto the stage, in the crowd on the opposite side of the stage, Chen Changsheng was looking at Niu Thirteen with an extremely unsightly expression.