Under the guidance of the attendant, Chu Feng and Qingniao passed through a long corridor. Suddenly, the view opened up before them.
A vast underground space appeared, resembling an ancient Roman colosseum.
At the center stood a massive stone platform spanning about 300 meters across. Surrounding it were tiered circular stands, already packed to the brim. The deafening roar of the crowd seemed ready to shatter the dome overhead.
“Kill him! Kill him!”
“Tear him apart! Rip off his head!”
Amid the frenzied shouts, two bare-chested men with bulging muscles were locked in a brutal, primal fight on the stone platform.
Both were at the Qi Gathering Realm, exchanging blows that landed heavily, blood splattering everywhere.
Bang!
One of them seized an opening and smashed his fist into the opponent’s temple. The man didn’t even have time to scream before collapsing lifelessly to the ground.
The victor raised his fist, stained with blood and brain matter, and let out a beast-like roar toward the crazed audience.
Chu Feng raised an eyebrow and glanced at the attendant beside him. “Wasn’t this supposed to be a Beast Arena? Why are people fighting?”
The attendant maintained a professional, sweet smile, though her tone carried a hint of indifference. “Young Master, these are slaves raised by our Misty Rain Pavilion. To us, they are no different from beasts.”
“There are two types of matches here. One is like this—our trained beast fighters compete while guests place bets for entertainment. The other is for guests who wish to test themselves. They may step onto the arena personally. As long as they win, they will receive generous rewards provided by the Pavilion.”
“Interesting… basically underground fighting,” Chu Feng thought.
At that moment, the atmosphere in the arena surged once more.
A middle-aged man, clearly the host, stepped onto the stage and shouted loudly, “Honored guests! To celebrate the grand opening of our Beast Arena, we have specially arranged a grand finale!”
As his voice fell, an iron gate on one side of the platform slowly rose, and a towering young man walked out.
He looked to be around twenty-one or twenty-two, with an honest face. His bare upper body was covered in muscles like solid rock, brimming with explosive power. Standing there silently, he radiated a fierce and intimidating aura.
“3rd stage Meridian Opening Realm!”
Someone in the audience with sharp insight exclaimed in shock.
The host smiled proudly. “This man is the ace fighter we have carefully trained—‘Dali’! Today, any martial artist under thirty years old in the Meridian Opening Realm who defeats him will receive three Breakthrough Heaven Pills on the spot as a reward!”
“What?! Breakthrough Heaven Pills?!”
“The Misty Rain Pavilion is really generous! Those pills can increase the chance of breaking into the Innate Realm by 50%!”
“One alone is priceless, and they’re offering three at once!”
The entire arena erupted. Countless martial artists breathed heavily, their eyes filled with greed.
Under great reward, there will always be brave challengers.
Soon, a 3rd stage Meridian Opening Realm martial artist leapt onto the platform.
Before he could even finish introducing himself, Dali had already moved. There were no fancy techniques—just a simple, direct punch.
Fast! Too fast!
The challenger barely had time to cross his arms in front of his chest.
Crack!
With the crisp sound of bones shattering, the man was sent flying like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily off the stage. Blood spurted from his mouth, both arms completely shattered.
One punch!
The arena fell silent for a brief moment before erupting into even more frenzied cheers.
One after another, several Meridian Opening Realm martial artists refused to believe it and stepped up to challenge him. Among them were even 4th stage and 5th stage experts.
But the result was the same.
Every single one of them was blasted off the platform with a single punch! The strongest among them, a 7th stage Meridian Opening Realm expert, only managed to endure two extra moves before his chest caved in from a punch, his fate unknown.
Gradually, the noise in the stands died down. Everyone was shaken by Dali’s terrifying strength. No one dared to step forward anymore.
Chu Feng’s gaze, however, remained fixed on the honest-looking young man, his eyes shining with interest.
“What incredible strength! That body… it’s almost comparable to my newly formed Divine Demonic Tyrant Body!”
“Master, he’s not just strong,” Ling’er’s voice sounded in his Sea of Consciousness, tinged with excitement. “He is one born with Innate Divine Strength! This kind of physique is one in ten thousand. From birth, he possesses immense power, and his body rivals that of ferocious beasts. He hasn’t even fully awakened his bloodline yet. Once he does, his strength will increase more than tenfold!”
“At that point, even Innate Realm experts might not be able to withstand a single punch from him!”
Chu Feng’s heart skipped a beat.
Innate Divine Strength!
That powerful?
“Master, if you can subdue him, he will become a great asset in the future,” Ling’er said.
Hearing this, Chu Feng’s eyes flickered.
He turned to Qingniao and spoke concisely, “Get me a mask.”
Moments later, just as the host on the stage was growing impatient and preparing to announce the end of today’s challenge—
A figure wearing a plain bronze mask slowly walked onto the platform.
It was Chu Feng.
The reason he wore the mask was simple—he didn’t want to reveal his strength just yet.
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“Look at his build—he’ll probably be turned into meat paste with a single punch!”
“Wait… look at his aura… 1st stage Meridian Opening Realm? Am I seeing this wrong?”
When Chu Feng revealed his cultivation aura, the entire arena fell silent for a moment, then burst into roaring laughter.
“Hahaha! A 1st stage Meridian Opening Realm dares to step up? Is he tired of living?”
“Kid, get off the stage! Don’t throw your life away for a few pills!”
Mockery and ridicule filled the air. Almost no one believed in this masked figure.
On the platform, even Dali spoke in a deep, honest voice, “You… are not my opponent. Go down. I don’t want to hurt you.”
Chu Feng ignored the noise around him. He looked at the host below the stage and spoke calmly. His voice wasn’t loud, yet it spread clearly across the entire arena.
“If I win, I don’t want the three Breakthrough Heaven Pills.”
The host was taken aback. “Then what do you want?”
Chu Feng raised his hand and pointed at Dali. “I want him.”
The moment those words were spoken, the entire arena was in uproar.
He didn’t want the priceless pills—he wanted a beast fighter instead?
Was this man insane?
Even Dali himself looked at Chu Feng in shock.
The host frowned, clearly troubled by this strange request. “Sir, Dali is property of the Misty Rain Pavilion and is not for sale. If you win, you should still—”
“Go ask someone who can make the decision,” Chu Feng interrupted directly. “Tell them this—one man in exchange for the future peace of your Misty Rain Pavilion. This deal is worth it.”
His voice was calm, yet carried an unquestionable authority.
The host felt his heart skip a beat under the gaze behind that mask. As if compelled, he nodded and hurried off the stage to report.
Moments later, he returned, his expression complicated. “Our Pavilion Master… has agreed. If you win, Dali will belong to you.”
At the top floor of the arena, inside the most luxurious private room, a breathtakingly beautiful woman in palace attire reclined lazily on a couch. Watching the scene below with interest, a playful smile curved her lips. “Interesting… go find out the background of that masked man.”
“Yes, Pavilion Master.” A shadow behind her silently vanished.
On the stage…
Having received permission, Dali’s gaze toward Chu Feng changed. The earlier hesitation disappeared, replaced by pure battle intent.
“Roar!”
With a low growl, the stone beneath his feet cracked. His massive body surged forward like a rampaging bear, carrying overwhelming force as he threw a punch straight at Chu Feng’s face!
The wind from his fist howled, compressing the air until it let out sharp, explosive sounds!