C1101 Overestimation
C1101 Overestimation
Because the young man in the arena had been stabbed in the chest by his opponent's sword!
He had won twelve times in a row, and he had died just like that?
Millions of eyes stared nervously at the young man in white.
It was not because they truly cared about Meng Yu, but because they did not want to see Meng Yu, who had finally won twelve consecutive victories, die just like that.
In that instant, the rowdy audience stands was as quiet as a graveyard.
"Eh? "That kid, he didn't die!"
"Heavens, he is too treacherous!" "That's his footwork. His opponent's sword only struck one of his mirages."
"This old lady is so scared!" I still want to find a chance to get to know him. "
A moment later, as they clearly saw the situation on the arena, many people patted their chests as they cried out.
As a result, the silent graveyard became many times more lively than a city square.
"..."
Looking at that brat, many people were unable to describe their astonishment.
Of course, quite a few of them had a numb look on their faces.
That brat actually won twenty times in a row!
Those people who lost to him were all experts of Elemental Soul Stage.
These people did not easily attack and they were extremely proud. Almost all of them were the younger generation of their own forces, but those experts were defeated by the young man.
Seeing the White-clothed Youth continuously winning gave everyone the illusion that they could also win twenty rounds in a row like he did. If that wasn't the case, winning five consecutive victories as an 'arena warrior' should be fine, right?
Meng Yu stood there for a long time, because no one else came over. The Red Wolf Mountain guard with a pointed nose could only tell Meng Yu that no one dared to challenge him again.
It was said that only people from two hundred years ago would be able to win twenty consecutive victories in Red Wolf Mountain.
Meng Yu obtained six hundred million High-grade Elemental Stone s!
When he took out a storage ring and swept the Spiritual Consciousness inside, Meng Yu felt like he was in a dream.
He never thought that he would actually be able to obtain so many Elemental Stone.
He stepped down from the ring amid the cheers and whistles of countless people.
"Is there really no one else who wants to fight me?"
Meng Yu asked the guard again.
Seeing the other party nod his head with a bitter smile, Meng Yu finally said, "If I could, I would have still been able to win thirty matches."
The guard obviously knew that he had this kind of strength, but Meng Yu was actually very tired in the bottom of his heart. If there was someone else that came up to challenge him, maybe they would be able to beat him, because he had already expended a lot of his spirit energy.
Initially, Meng Yu came here to increase his reputation and attract Jingshan Pan's attention, but had already known that he was here.
Looking at the countless number of hot gazes from girls, Meng Yu knew that as long as he hooked his fingers, many of them would throw themselves at him and let him pick them however he liked. Even if he wanted to use that most humiliating position, they would satisfy him.
"Six hundred and sixty million Low-grade Elemental Stone, equivalent to sixteen hundred thousand High-grade Elemental Stone. To be able to purchase a large medicinal garden here, let me settle those medicinal herbs."
Meng Yu was abnormally happy in his heart.
Jingshan Pan should have sent people here to watch his every move. If Jingshan Pan knew that he was still alive and well and was still showing off, who knows if he would be angered to death.
But thinking about Li Changliu and Tang Rou who were killed, Meng Yu's heart immediately felt as if it was being slashed by a knife.
"Wan Dazhu's ring also has a crystal ball. I want to see if there's any news of Tang Rou on it, and whether or not the disciples of Flying Immortal Sect have survived. As long as I see a possibility of them surviving, I will definitely save them."
Thinking about it, Meng Yu decided to find a room to see what the crystal ball had said.
Seeing Meng Yu walking down, the flower girl wanted to squeeze in front of him a few times, but was stopped by the guards on the stage. Because there were too many women like her who wanted to chat with Meng Yu! Their faces were flushed red as they called out "gongzi" and "senior brother" without concealing the admiration they had for Meng Yu.
The Red Wolf Mountain side had sent out a team of over ten thousand guards to clear the way for that brat.
"Please follow me to the back door, Young Master Meng Yu, because there are too many people in front."
A guard said.
After making many turns and turns, they reached the back. There weren't many people left here.
Only then did the guards disperse.
After walking for a while.
"Meng Yu, Meng Yu!"
A breathless young girl in a red dress, with a swollen face, chased after him.
Seeing that the person was the young lady who sold flowers before, and had a good impression of her because of her gift, Meng Yu stopped and greeted her: "Junior Sister, have you finished selling your flowers?"
The young girl walked in front of him and held onto her hair a few times. She nodded and said, "Yes, it's sold out."
Just as they were talking, two rows of figures were walking over. One line was Du Chen's group, the other group was the guards.
Meng Yu knew that there were a few flower selling girls here that were trying to earn a living. When he saw that the other party was only at the second level of the Yuangang Stage, he couldn't help but ask, "You didn't join the sect?"
The girl in the red dress originally wanted to tell him about her sister, but hearing him say so, she shook her head and sighed, "My aptitude is a bit mediocre, so I didn't go and join those small sects. Because my brother's small sect looks down on mediocre people, I didn't go, and then I came here with some good sisters to sell flowers …"
Speaking of selling flowers, she seemed slightly embarrassed. However, she proudly stuck out her chest and said, "The reason why I was able to reach the second level of the Yuangang Stage is because of the resources I earned from selling flowers. Of course, half of the flowers we sell here will go to the people here. However, we are living happily. "
Meng Yu could tell that there was some difficulty in her words, so he asked, "If I let you join a big sect, would you be willing?"
He received the title of Arena King, and was qualified to ask the cultivators at Red Wolf Mountain to help find a good sect for her.
If it wasn't for her gift, he wouldn't have wanted to find a sect for her.
The girl was clearly moved and couldn't help but ask, "What sect is that?"
Meng Yu thought for a moment, then said, "It should be around the top twenty sects, right?"
He was a little unsure, but according to his twenty consecutive victories, the Red Wolf Mountain aspect would give him some face.
Just now, several guards had asked him if he had ever thought of sending his loved ones or family members into a good sect.
"Hahahaha …"
"Cluck, cluck, cluck …"
A few laughs were suddenly heard.
Meng Yu raised his eyes and looked, it was Du Chen and a few others.
"What did I hear?" Li Tong asked.
"An overconfident person said that he wanted to send this seemingly useless Female Cultivator to the top twenty sects in the kingdom." Du Chen replied.
"This is too funny!" She Lan laughed in an extremely exaggerated manner. When she looked at the young lady, a trace of jealousy appeared in her eyes: "Could it be that this brat is trying to trick this little sister into going to the inn?"
"Senior Jia Yue, you just said that you want me to join one of the top 120 sects, but now the other party is disagreeing. This brother wants to let this junior sister join one of the top 20 sects, I feel that my status is too low."
"He's just bragging." Disdain appeared in Male Cultivator's eyes. He saw that there was not a single trace of spirit energy on Meng Yu's body, and ridiculed, "Forget about the top twenty sects, even the top two thousand sects, no one has taken a fancy to this pair of trash."
Just as they were stepping on Meng Yu, a team of 100 guards walked over, led by a tall and sturdy cultivator. He restrained his imposing aura and walked in front of Meng Yu, and said respectfully, "Young Master Meng, my name is Zhong Huayi, my Young Lord has a matter to invite you over."
He was afraid that Meng Yu wouldn't be able to understand him, so he explained with a smile, "She said that as long as you announce your Yaoyao's name, you will go over."