464: Kill Li Xiaoyao

"Make your move!"

Yang Lingchen's tone was indifferent; he had no interest in making small talk with his opponent.

He had come to the Underground Boxing Arena only to earn some divine origin stones, and incidentally, to find someone to spar with and polish his cultivation level.

"What an arrogant brat. Since you are seeking death, this old man will fulfill your wish."

A fierce glint flashed in Ye Wen's eyes. He leaped into the air and struck out with his palm. An invisible wave of Qi, carrying a bloodthirsty killing intent, blasted toward Yang Lingchen.

Regardless of his opponent's cultivation level, Ye Wen never held back when dealing with enemies.

Facing Ye Wen's powerful strike, Yang Lingchen stood proudly. He threw a punch with his right hand, unleashing the Heavenly Fiend Fist. A fierce Fist Aura, carrying a sharp surge of energy, instantly met Ye Wen's attack.

"Boom...!"

With a violent explosion, Ye Wen's body instantly turned into a mist of blood in mid-air, scattering all around.

A thick scent of blood drifted through the surrounding air.

"Damn it, that accursed Ye Wen. To think I trusted you so much! My one thousand mid-grade divine origin stones! That might have been my last bit of savings."

"Yeah! If I had known, I should have bet on 9527. This guy is truly a freak."

At that moment, the scene was in an uproar, with expressions of disbelief on everyone's faces.

"Ahem... ahem...!"

Just then, the manager of the Underground Boxing Arena, Zhong Tianhao, stepped out. He gave a light cough and said, "9527, given that your Combat Power is truly too Heaven-Defying, to avoid unnecessary deaths, we have decided that for each subsequent sub-Realm, you may only challenge once."

Zhong Tianhao was also very helpless; if he let Yang Lingchen continue challenging, everyone at the Heavenly Net Realm Sixth Layer would be slaughtered.

"No problem."

Yang Lingchen nodded. He knew that this was, after all, an Underground Boxing Arena. If he killed everyone with a lower cultivation level, the arena wouldn't be able to stay in business.

"Are you going to challenge someone at the Heavenly Net Realm Seventh Layer next?" Zhong Tianhao looked at Yang Lingchen again.

"I challenge."

Yang Lingchen calmly spat out the two words. Since he had come here, he naturally had to continue the challenges; otherwise, how would he get enough divine origin stones to buy the Pill Formula for the Xuanzun Realm?

"These contestants at the Heavenly Net Realm Seventh Layer are all here today. Who do you want to challenge? Pick for yourself." Zhong Tianhao handed a booklet to Yang Lingchen.

"Li Xiaoyao! Let's go with him!"

Yang Lingchen took the booklet and finally locked his gaze on the name Li Xiaoyao.

"The next challenge will be 9527 versus Li Xiaoyao."

Zhong Tianhao scanned the surroundings and said, "Betting on 9527 pays one to three, betting on Li Xiaoyao pays three to one. If you want to place a bet, hurry to the betting counter."

Although Yang Lingchen's previous Combat Power had been very powerful, Zhong Tianhao did not think he could defeat someone at the Heavenly Net Realm Seventh Layer.

Especially Li Xiaoyao, whose cultivation level had already reached the Peak of the Heavenly Net Realm Seventh Layer. Within this Realm, he was an invincible existence.

One must know that once cultivation reaches the Heavenly Net Realm level, it can be said that each Realm is a world of its own; the gap between them goes without saying.

"I'm betting ten thousand mid-grade divine origin stones on Li Xiaoyao."

"I'm betting twenty thousand on Li Xiaoyao to win."

"One hundred thousand! Put it all on Li Xiaoyao! I don't believe this 9527 can win again, damn it!"

At that moment, 95% of the people chose to bet on Li Xiaoyao.

After all, Li Xiaoyao's past record was there, and his cultivation level was four sub-Realms higher than Yang Lingchen's. The massive gap in cultivation made no one at the scene dare to continue betting on Yang Lingchen.

"I'll bet twenty thousand divine origin stones on myself."

Yang Lingchen had wanted to bet more, but after thinking about it, he felt it was inappropriate. After all, this wasn't his territory, and if he won too much, it was inevitable that some people would target him.

"Good."

Zhong Tianhao nodded and said, "Betting is now closed. The challenge officially begins."

As soon as Zhong Tianhao finished speaking, a handsome and elegant-looking young man appeared on the battle stage of the Underground Boxing Arena.

"Brat, challenging This Young Master will be the most wrong decision of your life."

Li Xiaoyao's gaze revealed a hint of disdain. He had only come today to watch the excitement; he hadn't expected anyone to dare challenge him.

Over the years, within the same sub-Realm, no one had been his match, let alone someone who was four sub-Realms lower than him. For him, this was simply a great humiliation.

"Idiots are everywhere, but there are especially many here."

Yang Lingchen's lips curled into a look of contempt. "With a mere cultivation level of the Heavenly Net Realm Seventh Layer, you dare to act arrogant in front of me."

"Is this 9527 too arrogant?"

"Why do I feel like something is wrong? If I had known, I should have bet a little on 9527."

"What are you afraid of? This is Li Xiaoyao! Within the same sub-Realm, he is an invincible existence!"

As soon as Yang Lingchen finished speaking, the scene was in an uproar.

"Little Bastard, you are seeking death."

Li Xiaoyao's eyes revealed cold killing intent, and his face instantly twisted. Within the same Realm, no one had ever dared to speak to him like that.

He leaped forward, his figure like a bolt of lightning, lunging toward Yang Lingchen.

Immediately, an aura of murderous solemnity instantly spread around the battle stage, leaving the onlookers awestruck.

"Your strength isn't much, but your ability to act arrogant has been pushed to the limit."

Yang Lingchen sneered. He suddenly brandished the heaven-reaching staff in his hand, and with a powerful surge of staff energy, he instantly struck toward Li Xiaoyao.

"Bang...!"

With a crisp explosive sound, a large head flew out like a baseball.

"Bang...!"

The moment Li Xiaoyao's body hit the ground, Yang Lingchen struck with his staff again, directly smashing his corpse into a pulp of blood and flesh.

Since they had stepped onto the battle stage, there was no talk of winning or losing; it was a matter of life and death.

Suddenly.

The scene was silent.

At this moment, no one had expected the outcome to be like this.

Li Xiaoyao was a young Genius of the Li Family in Great Zhou City! Moreover, he was only two hundred years old; his future prospects could be said to be bright.

But such a future top Genius had been beaten to death with a single strike of a staff, and by someone who was four sub-Realms lower than him. Who would dare believe this if told?

"This kid is truly a freak!"

In a mysterious private room in the Underground Boxing Arena, Ma Baoguo looked shocked.

"Master, what should we do now? How do we explain this to the Li Family?" Zhong Tianhao asked.

"It doesn't matter. This kid is the Ninth Princess's person. When the time comes, we'll just push the responsibility onto him; it has nothing to do with our Underground Boxing Arena."

A faint, imperceptible smile appeared on Ma Baoguo's face.

"Master, should the challenges continue?"

Zhong Tianhao's expression was slightly grave as he said, "Subordinate feels that this kid's strength is like a bottomless pit. I don't know if a contestant at the Heavenly Net Realm Eighth Layer can defeat him."

"Continue arranging them until he stops challenging," Ma Baoguo said.

"Yes, Master."

Zhong Tianhao acknowledged and then retreated.

...

Meanwhile, the news of Li Xiaoyao's death on the underground battle stage spread throughout Great Zhou City as if it had grown wings.

Great Zhou City, Li Family.

The Li Family Head, Li Xiaoming, was handling Family affairs.

"Family Head, something big has happened."

Just then, a middle-aged man dressed in a butler's robe walked in hurriedly.

"Flustered and rushing, what kind of decorum is this?"

Li Xiaoming frowned and said coldly, "What happened?"

"Something has happened to the Young Master," the middle-aged man said, losing his composure.

"What happened to Xiaoyao?" Li Xiaoming's tone immediately became serious.

"The Young Master met with an accident at the Underground Boxing Arena in the east of the city."

The middle-aged man quickly relayed the news he had just received.

"What?"

Li Xiaoming stood up abruptly. At this moment, a cold killing intent radiated from his body.