Cultivation : I'm an Ancient Giant Bear-Chapter 387 - 366: Mud vs. "Lying Flat

Time’s up, the teleportation came abruptly.

A dazzling white light flashed before Wang Wu’s eyes, and he found himself in a massive arena, five hundred li in circumference and a hundred li high. Above him was a Mountain Protection Array that was clearly doubled in strength, and around him, masses of light and shadow flickered from an unknown number of spectators who had teleported here from all over.

There were humans, demons, spirits, and monsters.

Some revealed their true forms, while others had transformed their appearances, resulting in a seemingly lively crowd. However, within the arena, not a sound could be heard.

At this moment, Wang Wu was enveloped by a beam of light, and so was his opponent, rendering them invisible to each other.

In just over ten seconds, the arena outside was packed, with almost sixty thousand people pouring in. Wang Wu guessed that a large portion of them were gamblers, yes, the horse-racing kind.

He didn’t really care, only hoping that the guys from the Snake Emperor’s group could find the bookmaker and bet on his victory.

Oh well, is this mindset a bit off?

Wang Wu sighed, using his Level 18 Spiritual Talent to empathetically glance at the opposing beam of light.

This beam seemed to be formed by a certain array, using a structure that intensely shone with Spiritual Qi, providing high visibility concealment without the need for subtlety.

Yet, under Level 18 Spiritual Essence Sensing, his opponent looked like an insignificant bug under a microscope.

Fine, he couldn’t determine the opponent’s gender or looks because all the received information was just fluctuations in Spiritual Qi.

"It’s a demon?! A First-Grade Great Demon, cultivated two First Grade Tyrant Demon Pills, and three Second Grade Ruyi Demon Pills; so strong! Almost as excellent as me."

"The first demon pill is engraved with the Ruyi Settling Technique, the second with the Demonic Wind Escape Technique, the third with Tyrant Body Divine Techniques, fourth is also Tyrant Body Divine Techniques, and the fifth is engraved with the Mountain-Encompassing Golden Body."

"Its blood and Qi circulation per second is currently 5000, soon breaking through to 5400, yet its total Qi and blood is astonishingly 10 million points, five times higher than mine."

"This fellow is really outstanding! A standard Apocalypse Tank, Dual Overlord Body, how did it achieve this, nearly equivalent to a Level 16 Overlord Body, but currently only able to exert effects of a Level 12 Overlord Body, wasting 4 levels because its Bloodline Evolution Level is only 56%..."

"But still so strong!"

Wang Wu was amazed, 56%, indeed, the Cultivation Realm outside is truly vast with strong individuals.

To be fair, Xiong Pi back then only achieved 50%, and Xiong Shiliu miraculously reached 53% after some struggles, estimated that only Yue Mountain, considered a Hidden Dragon, Shen Wu, might approach 55%, but that’s very difficult.

The resources needed are astronomical.

Moreover, this guy has lived for 2800 years and didn’t think of advancing to a Super First Grade, instead came to the Life and Death Arena, how shameless are you?

Hmm, Level 9 Unbreakable Golden Body!

Also possessing a First Grade Innate Bloodline Treasure, are you an old turtle?

Wang Wu was shocked, the opponent was too despicable, having already locked down the first two rounds, this third round meant only to draw, just enduring without counterattacking could last a joss stick’s time?

Dammit!

Wang Wu finally started to panic, luckily he could use Level 18 Spirit Essence to see through the opponent’s cards beforehand, otherwise, this would be troublesome.

Just as he rapidly thought up strategies, a bell tolled loudly.

Subsequently, the glaring white light covering him and the opponent dispersed, revealing their appearances.

Wang Wu adopted the appearance of a nondescript passerby, with no outstanding features.

Unexpectedly, the opponent did the same, transforming into a mortal farmer with a dark complexion and a slightly hunched back.

Dammit, a Peak of Grade One showdown, guy, is this worthy of the audience’s tickets?

"Both of you, please state your names."

At this moment, a loud and authoritative voice boomed.

The old farmer opposite Wang Wu grinned, looked at Wang Wu, and said, "This old man is the Mud Monarch, from the Jade Cauldron Immortal Alliance, seeking to learn the high skills of the Vermilion Bird Immortal Alliance today. If this old man perishes here, there will be no grudges, and I’m willing to gift my bones to the high expert opposite; let this be witnessed by the world."

Mud Monarch?

How unique!

"Registration is valid, current odds for Mud Monarch’s victory are three point five. Mud Monarch’s opponent, please register."

Wang Wu also glanced at the Mud Monarch, similarly smiling slightly, clasped his fists and said, "I am Lying Flat Monarch from the Vermilion Bird Immortal Alliance, also seeking to learn the high skills of the Jade Cauldron Immortal Alliance today. If I perish in this battle, it’s only natural, and I’ll gladly gift my belongings to the Mud Monarch. My friends and family will not seek revenge over this matter!"

"Registration is valid, Lying Flat Monarch’s current odds of victory are five point seven. The odds for a draw are one point two."

"Mud Monarch, Lying Flat Monarch, please remember the rules. This competition has no restrictions on means or rules, and casualties are not considered. However, you only have the time of a joss stick; if no one dies within this time, even if heavily injured, it will be considered a draw."

"Now, if you two have no further requirements, the duel will commence in a hundred breaths!"

"Hold on, this old man still has some savings, and it’s useless to keep them. May I place a bet? Bet on this old man winning this duel?"

The Mud Monarch suddenly shouted.

This statement caused a stir in the crowd, even Wang Wu was stunned.

Because, based on the results of the first two rounds, this old turtle only needed to solidly follow the defense route, dragging it out till the end of time, which was why many people bet on a draw.

And now, this old turtle wants to bet on its own victory, which implies, it even intends to launch a counter-attack.

Because only by killing Wang Wu, could it be considered a win.

Otherwise, even if it ended in a draw, it would still lose its bet.

This old turtle is very confident!

"No problem at all. Mud Monarch, how many hands do you want to buy, at a rate of one million Fighting Spiritual Qi per hand."

"Alright, let’s start with a hundred hands!"

The Mud Monarch seemed really wealthy.

At that moment, with a casual flick, it sent out a Small Tripod.

"Lying Flat Monarch, do you want to buy some as well?"

The majestic voice echoed again, what a money maker.

But Wang Wu just shook his head. He wasn’t that affluent yet, plus, he couldn’t quite fathom this Mud Monarch. A tank deciding to play violent output strategy, this old fellow was quite abstract.

"Boom!"

The bell rang again, starting the countdown of a hundred breaths.

During this time, the Mud Monarch calmly took out what appeared to be a very ordinary black gourd, and laboriously extracted a seemingly just as ordinary small stone from it to swallow.

However, at that moment, the crowd watching outside became agitated, because many had realized that the old turtle was actually consuming a Fifth-Grade Five Elements Spirit Pill!

Fifth Grade!

A crime!

Even Wang Wu drew in a sharp breath, a Fifth-Grade Five Elements Spirit Pill wasn’t suitable for use in battle, as its greatest use was in heaven repairing, patching up flaws, solidifying foundations...

Wait a minute, that old bastard, it intends to upgrade immediately on the battlefield!

It wants to advance to Super First Grade!

"I protest, Mud Monarch is breaking the rules!"

The Snake Emperor’s furious voice suddenly rang out, but it was quickly suppressed to a faint whisper.

"Protest invalid, Mud Monarch was verified to be First Grade beyond doubt before entering this Life and Death Arena, once on the arena, there are no further restrictions, except for the basic rules, it can do whatever it wants."

"You, you are simply shameless..." The Snake Emperor roared in fury, but its voice was quickly suppressed into silence. Not being present, it had no way to intervene.

"Silence! No clamor allowed!"

The rumbling sounds of drums rang out, the countdown still ticking, while the Mud Monarch had already quickly digested the Fifth-Grade Five Elements Spirit Pill, skillfully proceeding with a comprehensive upgrade.

Its foundations were very strong, so this immediate upgrade, though generally taboo, suited the process of water flowing and fruit ripening perfectly for it.

Time was short, but sufficient, truly sufficient!

When the time comes, it will directly transform into a Super First-Grade Great Demon.

For any First-Grade Cultivator, it’s a dimensional strike!

This was the reason it bet on its own victory, because it really couldn’t imagine any situation in which it would lose!

Standing opposite it, Wang Wu, appeared as though he was frightened dumb, just quietly watching, mind wandering, had he resigned to his fate?

Outside the arena, the host of this Life and Death Arena naturally would not miss such a dramatically charged confrontation, the Array of Floating Light and Shadow was fully activated, ensuring every spectator could feel as though they were personally there, enabling them to focus on anyone they wished, seeing as clear as day even down to the fur.

Moreover, there were very professional commentators, after all, those who bought tickets to enter were honorable guests.

At ten thousand points of Spiritual Qi per ticket, it must be worth every penny.

"Father! What should we do?"

On the viewing platform, the Sin Prison Legion also had more than a dozen spectators present, lacking in people but rather in Spiritual Qi.

The Snake Emperor furrowed its brow, while She Shoujiu was visibly anxious.

However, the Nine-tailed Emperor remained calmly observing.

Stone Demon and Grandpa Tree had also come; for an event affecting the future of the Sin Prison Legion, they couldn’t afford to be absent.

The only pity was that Stone Demon was a solitary dog, Grandpa Tree also lacked formidable fighters, and so did the Nine-tailed Emperor. Those able to contest were only from the Human Race and the Demon Race under the Snake Emperor.

"Lu Wuchen, as the only person to have encountered Bear Martial Artist recently, what is your impression of him?"

The Nine-tailed Emperor suddenly asked. Though Lu Wuchen’s injuries hadn’t healed, he could still act as a consultant through projection.

"I can’t see through him!"

Lu Wuchen thought carefully and finally could only say these four words. It was the plain truth.

"Then be calm and observe the changes closely." The Nine-tailed Emperor gave She Shoujiu a faint glance, outwardly unchanged, but it was indeed expressing dissatisfaction.

It was difficult to comprehend the thoughts of the Snake Emperor and She Shoujiu; was such a major issue really something a mere Bear Martial Artist could tilt one way or the other?

Yet this father and daughter pair had become muddled over this issue.

This Sin Prison Legion, feared it might be done for!

Perhaps it was time to start planning for the future.

Just then, Grandpa Tree glanced at Lu Wuchen, then at the Snake Emperor, smiling silently.

Honestly, asking Lu Wuchen was less effective than asking the Snake Emperor himself.

Also, that Five Poison had always been secretive, never showing up; this family, quite insidious indeed.