Martial Arts Crossover: Infiltrating a Girls' Chat Group at the Start

"He was very fast." Wu Xingyun sighed as he watched the Sweeper Monk being killed, after all, he was a fellow villager.

Zhunti's complexion was also not very good.

"Hahaha, well done." The Lord of the Myriad Laws looked at Pangu and asked, "To tell you the truth, Zhou Yuan is invincible among those of the same level in our Myriad Laws Realm. Any of you who go up against him will die."

Pangu frowned. How could a realm lord be so arrogant?

For the first time, he addressed the crowd behind him, "Who among you will go?"

"The monk was ambushed this time, Great God, let me handle this one." Gu Santong appeared, but Zhu Wushi was not there.

Zhu Wushi stayed with Su Xin and never planned to ascend to immortality, so he went with her.

Gu Santong was located in the human realm and did not join any faction.

Pangu glanced at Gu Santong, shook his head, and did not believe that Gu Santong would be a match for Zhou Yuan.

A graceful figure stepped out, enveloped in a gust of wind. Dressed in red, wielding a long sword, with one red and one black eye, he looked eerie yet did not inspire malice.

Yan Ying exclaimed in surprise.

From the direction of the Heavenly Court, the Ziwei Emperor's heart stirred, and he looked over, feeling as if a single glance could last an eternity.

He then sighed again. The heavenly rules were there, and as one of the Four Emperors, he could not be tempted by worldly desires.

Pangu looked at Nie Feng and nodded.

If one can subdue one's own demonic nature through one's own will, and from then on there will be no more mental demons to disturb one's mind, then one will inevitably reach the third realm of the law.

Nie Feng was also in the location of the human race.

Lin Zhu noticed this as well and said to Yan Ying, "He can succeed."

Houtu rarely spoke to Yan Ying, asking with certainty, "Your son?" "Since you have this relationship, he can join the Underworld."

Yan Ying understood the hidden meaning behind Houtu's words and was overjoyed. "Thank you, Your Majesty."

"Hmm!" Houtu nodded and said nothing more.

Having gained Pangu's approval, Nie Feng immediately appeared on the arena.

The betting ended in the blink of an eye.

They were truly afraid that others would place too many bets, and didn't give them any time to think.

The odds for this match are: 1 to 10 for a successful defense by the Wanfa Realm, and 1 to 10 for a successful attack by the Pangu Realm.

The odds for both sides are the opposite of last time.

As expected, everyone in the game bet on Nie Feng's successful challenge.

However, all realms of existence also believe in the Abyss of Time and all bet on their own side to win.

The rest of the world's inhabitants also bet on Nie Feng to win; it's a matter of probability, just like last time, this time it's also an investment.

The sounds from the stands are not transmitted.

A flash of white light appeared, and Zhou Yuan used the same trick again.

Since Nie Feng had no sword in hand, he used his hand as a sword, and a red and black sword aura flashed past.

The Abyss reappeared, and a sphere of light was split in two.

Zhou Yuan was fast, but Nie Feng's sword strike was even faster.

The blade energy, carrying Nie Feng's will, directly severed Zhou Yuan's spirit.

The two halves of the light sphere dissipated and vanished into nothingness.

Just like the previous match, this time there was only one move.

Lin Zhu found it strange. Logically speaking, Nie Feng shouldn't have fallen into demonic possession, since the Demon Blade had been destroyed and the Demon Heart Crossing was the Second Dream's.

But judging from Nie Feng's condition, he has also undergone the Demon Heart Transcendence, and seems even stronger.

It's not about physical strength, but about mindset and willpower.

In this respect, Nie Feng surpasses Bu Jingyun.

Lin Zhu saw Nie Feng and naturally found Bu Jingyun as well.

Bu Jingyun still had that same look on his face, as if everyone owed him eight hundred yuan.

"Pangu Realm's challenge to the arena has been successful, and the bets are being paid out."

Lin Zhu was very happy to receive the Bright Jade Bow and the Origin Power that was ten percent more valuable than the Bright Jade Bow.

A 10 to 1 payout is a bit low.

Chapter 1156 The Courage to Guide

Seeing Zhou Yuan instantly killed by Nie Feng, Wanfajiezun had a bad feeling.

That powerful sword intent, below the Law Realm, was a complete counter to most cultivators in their Myriad Laws Realm.

On the Pangu Realm side, the powerful figures also realized what was happening, and explained it to their valued juniors and subordinates.

Ximen Chuixue sighed. He had tried to go on stage several times, but others had taken the spot from him each time. His slow speech was a weakness.

Behind Styx, Yan Shisan, who had already joined the Asura lineage, also thought, "I could do it too."

"Betting on defending the title begins. Pangu Realm's Nie Feng defends the title with odds of 10 to 1 for one win, 20 to 1 for two wins... and 90 to 1 for nine wins."

Specific rules: Payouts will only be made if the final result is correctly predicted. In other words, if you bet on successfully defending your title for five matches, but the actual number of matches is less than five or more, you will not receive any payouts.

Only by successfully defending the title for five rounds, and then losing the sixth round, can one receive a 50/10 payout.

"The challenge begins. If the Myriad Realms successfully challenge the challenge, the odds will be 10 to 1."

In an instant, the bets in the arena increased rapidly, with the vast majority of beings from all realms betting on the Myriad Dharma Realms to successfully challenge the arena.

And this time there was no limit on the betting limit.

Lin Zhu gritted her teeth, "I'll risk it!"

He used the Bright Jade Bow to successfully defend the arena for nine rounds against Nie Feng.

Hou Tu's lips curled up slightly, "Then I'll have a go too." A piece of purple jade flew out, and the top-grade innate spiritual treasure, the Reincarnation Dao Jade, disappeared into the void, also betting on Nie Feng's successful defense of the arena for nine rounds.

Nuwa, Xihe, Wangshu, and other Dao Lords of the Pangu Realm also placed their bets, mostly with top-grade innate spiritual treasures, betting on their side to achieve a complete victory in this arena defense battle.

Zhunti was somewhat conflicted and said to Jieyin, "Senior brother, what do you think we should do?"

Jieyin is usually rather dull, but he can still make up his mind in critical moments and raise his hand to reveal his natal spirit treasure - Bitter Bamboo.

Zhunti was startled, "Senior Brother!"

The Buddha was also somewhat surprised. After thinking for a moment, he took off the golden lotus of merit from beneath himself and placed it on top as well.

The actions of the Pangu Realm were noticed by the Lord of the Myriad Laws Realm. "Damn it, how dare they look down on my Myriad Laws Realm."

His gaze swept across all living beings in the universe, locking onto a rhomboid life form. "Yu Yuan, you go."

Yu Yuan possesses both dark and spatial powers.

Although the power of spatial forces is suppressed on the gambling arena, it should not be underestimated.

On the arena, Yu Yuan's speed was indeed much faster than Zhou Yuan's.

But it was no use. Nie Feng in his Demon Heart Transcendence state was invincible, and he instantly predicted where Yu Yuan would appear.

With another downward slash, the sword intent shattered the gods, and Yu Yuan's fate was the same as Zhou Yuan's: to vanish into nothingness.

Nie Feng successfully defended his title, much to the delight of those who had bet on him to do so. They knew that if Nie Feng lost the next round, the odds would be 1 to 10.

The betting continued, and another person from the Myriad Laws Realm came. The odds of a successful challenger were still 1 to 10, but betting on the defending champion had stopped. Betting on the defending champion would only resume if Nie Feng lost.

Many people were cursing, and the Celestial Venerable of Ten Thousand Laws could sense the malice emanating from all corners of the chaos.

After all, most people bet that Yu Yuan would be able to successfully challenge the champion.

This betting tournament was a huge success; not only did they recoup all their previous losses, but they also made several times their initial investment.

The Venerable One of the Myriad Dharma Realms sent people to continue the show.

To his dismay, no matter how many he sent out, they were all instantly killed by Nie Feng with a single strike.

As the ninth round of defending the title approached, Lin Zhu felt a little nervous. There were many people in the Pangu Realm who felt the same way, such as Jieyin, Zhunti, and Tathagata.

They all placed huge bets.

Houtu, Nuwa, and the others were alright; it was just a top-grade innate spiritual treasure, so they could afford to lose it.

Of course, they hoped that Nie Feng could successfully defend his title.

At this moment, the Venerable of All Laws suddenly remembered something, 'This is bad, I'm getting a little carried away. I should have realized it sooner; my mind must be restricted by the Great Dao.'

He slowly breathed a sigh of relief, his gaze locking onto a golden figure.

"Qianyang, you go this time."

A golden figure appeared on the arena.

Lin Zhu looked closely and saw a golden humanoid armor, holding a sword in its hand.

The sword is an extension of its body, so it doesn't count as a foul.

"So you've finally found it?" Houtu sighed softly. "This is going to be a tough battle."

Nie Feng's expression was also quite solemn.

Qianyang looked at Nie Feng and said, "You are very strong, but you absolutely cannot break through my defense."

In the blink of an eye, he transformed into a golden light, wielding a sword and thrusting it towards Nie Feng.

There is no sword energy or sword aura, only absolute power and speed.

Nie Feng moved slightly, a gust of wind rose, and he dodged to the side.

At this moment, he was only a finger's width away from the Qianyang Sword.

Qian Yang snorted softly, his sword blade shifting, changing from a thrust to a swing.

Nie Feng moved again, dodging the attack beforehand, and unleashed a blade aura with his right palm, slashing upwards.

A clanging sound, like metal clashing, rang out as Nie Feng's blade struck Qian Yang's armor, sparks flying.