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Three days later, the canopy arena competition kicked off. Countless wealthy nobles were beaming with joy, riding in luxury vehicles, and filed into the arena, greeting each other.
It¡¯s like watching a horse race or a dog fight.
This battle, regardless of life or death, is an opportunity for the fourth-class untouchables to get ahead, but for the first-class clans and second-class nobles, it is a platform for leisure, fun and social interaction.
Everyone gets what they need, but what they pay for varies widely.
As for third-class civilians, they generally do not participate in such cruel events. After all, even for the champion, the most important prize is just a third-class civilian ID card.
Third-class civilians already have this status, why should they take risks again?
Of course, there are also some third-class civilians who want to gain the favor of nobles and clans and show themselves, and will take risks to participate in such events.
But most people are still spectators.
It¡¯s just that they are not qualified to sit in the stadium and watch. Instead, they watch the live broadcast in the central square of Wujiabao, facing the large screen of the magic weapon Spirit Crystal.
With excitement on his face, he watched those fourth-class untouchables killing each other, cheering for the greatness of the nobles and clans, but never thought that he was not much nobler than the fourth-class untouchables, just like a walking zombie.
"Let's see how bright that light is today."
Sima Changfeng held Hongmei¡¯s hand and walked down from the vast carriage. He greeted the nobles around him politely and murmured.
Hongmei on the side chuckled and teased: "Don't let him lose in the first round. I heard that there are many monster-level beings from the lower world in this Canopy Arena."
"Then let's see if he has the ability to devour all these monsters. If he fails, just think that I made a mistake and go back to wash your feet."
"Pfft, are you serious?"
"a man of his words."
"Okay, I'll just wait for our smart and wise Lord Sima to go back and wash my feet, hehehe!" Hongmei winked mischievously and went in with Sima Changfeng.
Other nobles and clans also entered the venue one after another, and within a short time, the entire canopy arena was filled with people.
This is a huge building complex like the Colosseum in ancient Rome. It is surrounded by private rooms for nobles and clans to watch. They are densely packed and lined up.
There is a wide arena in the middle. All contestants are divided into groups of two and compete against each other. Regardless of life or death, the outcome is determined in one round until the last person is the winner.
After everyone in the Wan family took their seats in their private rooms, they stared at the group of untouchables below, especially Yang Feng, who had always looked indifferent, and their faces all darkened.
It was this brat who made the Wan family lose face in the entire aristocratic circle.
And Miss Wanjia gritted her teeth with hatred and asked the housekeeper beside her: "Have everything been arranged?"
"Don't worry, miss, I've already taken care of you. The first round is the battle between the magic top and that brat. I'll make sure he dies without any body parts."
"very good!"
The corner of her mouth curled up, and Miss Wanjia almost jumped up with excitement.
At this time, a loud shout suddenly sounded, and a man in brocade uniform walked up to the ring, bowed respectfully to the people around him and said: "Welcome all clans and nobles to this year's competition. At the battle scene of the Peng Arena, I am the commentator for this arena, Zhao Sanyuan. I guarantee that this battle will be more exciting and lively than in previous years, and you will not be disappointed."
"and¡¡"
As he spoke, Zhao Sanyuan pointed to the high platform not far away, with three objects placed on it and said: "This time our championship prize is also very generous. In addition to providing third-class prizes to the winner like in previous years, In addition to his status as a civilian, he also has a second-grade high-level martial arts technique, or a spiritual technique, choose one of them."
What, second-grade high-level?
With a shock, all the contestants were excited. Their eyes were filled with green light as they stared at the prizes on the high platform.
You must know how difficult it is for someone who has ascended from the lower realm to obtain a skill in this spiritual world. I'm so thankful to be able to get a first-class product.
In the past, the champions of the Canopy Arena Competition were given a set of first-grade skills.
But I never expected that this time the prize would be upgraded to a second-grade high-level one.
Such attraction, not to mention the players on the field, even the third-class civilians watching the live broadcast in the outdoor square, alsoThe eyes are glowing green.
¡°If I had known that the prizes this time would be so generous, I should have signed up.
This second-level skill is a treasure that can make you risk your life and give it a try.
Kuang Tianwei was also looking up at the big screen above his head in the square, his whole body shaking with excitement. Why didn¡¯t I encounter such a good opportunity back then?
¡° If I had known that the prize this time was a second-grade high-level skill, I would have wanted to sign up for it.
Only Yang Feng looked left and right, curling his lips with disdain.
A group of people who have never seen the world, just a set of second-grade martial arts skills have excited you like this? It's worthless stuff, no, I don't care.
Raising his head high, Yang Feng looked at the large number of high-level martial arts in his system that had not yet been unlocked with a stern expression. He was suddenly like a billionaire wandering into a slum, and his whole body was filled with a sense of superiority.
That¡¯s right, Yang Feng doesn¡¯t care about the skills at all, because there are many peerless skills hidden in his system, and they are available at all levels. He only needs to wait for him to gain experience points to unlock them.
Why is it like other people who, when they see a set of exercises, don¡¯t care whether they are good or bad and whether they suit them or not, they are like a dog that sees a bone and cannot walk.
Sima Changfeng watched all this in the private room on the top floor and nodded secretly in his heart.
It is indeed the man who is looking at the deity. In the face of the madness of everyone, the ethics of the two -grade spiritual world do not change color. It really is a strange man with a long ambition and bending over for the flies.
"Hongmei, look at that kid's calm eyes, how he stands out from the crowd. Hehe, I won't make a mistake. You lose."
"Master Sima, don't speak too early. I think that boy is just stupid. Besides, there seems to be one other person besides him who won't give in to these five buckets of rice."
"There is one more person? Who?"
"Hey, the one in the gray cloak!"
Hongmei pointed, and Sima Changfeng looked along her jade finger. Sure enough, among the group of players, there was a young man with an indifferent expression. Like Yang Feng, he had a calm and composed expression.
There was even a bit of arrogance in Yang Feng's eyes, but that man's eyes were as clear as lake water, without any ripples from beginning to end. It was clear that he had reached the state of unity between man and nature, where both things and myself were forgotten.
Sima Changfeng's eyes trembled, and the corner of his mouth turned up in a strange arc: "It seems that this Canopy Arena Competition is really full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers. There are many talents. I am not wrong this time, hehehe." (Remember. Website address: www.hlnovel.com