Eternal Heavenly Emperor

"Chu Hao, your former fiancée feels like a venomous snake; her gaze gives me the chills!" Tang Xin said.

Chu Hao smiled faintly, "After today, her fangs will be pulled out!"

Besides clinging to men, what good is this green tea bitch?

"Ah—" Fu Xue yawned, "Why hasn't it started yet? I'm almost falling asleep!"

"Tang Xin!" Xu Sheng, Zhang Jian, and Pan He came over, their expressions quite unnatural. Initially, they thought Chi Dao had greater potential and decisively broke ties with Chu Hao, but Chu Hao hadn't been brought down at all; his powers grew stronger day by day!

This made them regret so much that their intestines turned green!

Fortunately, they had not parted ways with Tang Xin, so they shamelessly came over, hoping to mend their relationship with Chu Hao.

Tang Xin now saw right through these three, but out of respect for past friendships, he didn't coldly confront them. He lacked his usual warmth, merely nodding politely without paying much attention.

"If only I had known what today would bring, why did I act as I did before!" he said softly.

Chu Hao laughed, "They are going to regret it even more soon!"

Tang Xin was startled at first, then realized, "You still think you can seize a noble title?" Otherwise, there would be no talk of further regret.

Chu Hao patted his shoulder, merely smiling.

Tang Xin gasped, pressing, "Do you realize that Mo Feihong and Ma Jicheng are both Third Tier in the Vajra Realm!" A third tier against a first tier was an absolute crush, a threefold difference in strength!

He suddenly turned, saying, "You told me to fight you after the New Year festival — damn it, you knew that today you would advance to the Third Tier of the Vajra Realm!"

"Smart!" Chu Hao raised his thumb, generously praising.

Tang Xin rolled his eyes wildly; he was only a First Tier Vajra Realm, and under the effects of the medicine, there was no chance for him to increase his strength in the next half year! Now Chu Hao had pulled ahead by two whole tiers, where would he be in half a year!

"You'd better not tell me that the medicine you took has no side effects and you can still improve your strength!" he could only hope, knowing that to surge 200,000 jin in strength in a few days, he must have taken some Spiritual Medicine.

Chu Hao thought for a moment, "There are side effects!"

"What are they?" Tang Xin immediately became excited.

"Feeling more sleepy!"

"Damn it—get lost!"

Amidst their banter, the highlight of the New Year festival, the competition among the Nine Great Nobles, finally started!

According to tradition, the last generation's Nine Great Nobles each took their places at nine arenas, then others could challenge them — only the Vajra Realm was allowed; impostors would be executed on the spot!

The victor would keep the arena, the loser would have to wait for another five-year term.

Each fight could last at most half an hour; if no victor emerged after half an hour, the arena defender would win. Each arena master could rest for half an hour after a fight.

By sunset, the nine people who remained in the arena would be the new generation of the Nine Great Nobles.

The fight had no restrictions; weapons could be used, and even if someone accidentally killed another, it didn't matter. Anyone entering the arena needed to be prepared! If scared of death, they might as well jump off early.

That said, it was rare for anyone to pursue a fight to the death.

This time, since Chu Tianyun had passed away young, only eight people took to the arenas, leaving one arena empty. So it was up to the first to occupy the position of arena master.

Clearly, being the first on an arena was no advantage; ideally, one should be the last to enter, then just winning one fight could secure the victory.

The eight current nobles took to their arenas, all at least sixty or seventy years old, but each was vibrant and robust, with a piercing look in their eyes, commanding immediate respect without fighting.

Swoosh—someone immediately took to the arena, unexpectedly not aiming for the ninth arena but leaping onto the arena where Old Master Tang was.

It was a robust man about 40 years old—another Vajra Realm from the Tang Family, Tang Yucheng!

An internal conflict?

Of course not!

This was the Tang Family handing over duties; the Old Master was preparing to retire, passing the headship to Tang Yucheng, and during the New Year festival's noble competition, this was naturally the most appropriate moment, instantly making it known across the city.

The two Tang Family experts exhibited terrifying strength in their duel, treating the audience to a spectacle.

Tang Yucheng was a Sixth Tier Vajra Realm, and Old Master Tang was seventh tier; it seemed that Old Master Tang had a stronger martial arts talent! Because, despite Tang Yucheng's "youth," once over thirty years old, there was basically no chance of further advancement.

After nearly half an hour, Old Master Tang conceded defeat gracefully and jumped off the arena.

Thunderous applause filled the stands, a send-off for an older generation of powerful figures.

Next, the Fu Family and Zheng Family also underwent similar transitions of power; the three old nobles had even deeper foundations. Among the other noble families, there were no potent successors yet, so the older generation had to continue supporting their families.

After three fights, the scene suddenly grew quiet; no one challenged the Eight Great Nobles, nor did anyone step up to the ninth arena to take charge.

"I'm coming!" Fu Xue suddenly stood up, grabbed a big iron hammer by her side, walked a few steps and with a bang, leaped into the combat area of the Beast Fighting Arena, causing the sand beneath her feet to soar.

Hey, isn't that Fu Xue, the most outstanding member of the Fu Family? What is she doing out here?

Although not explicitly stated, it was an unwritten rule that one noble family would not hold two positions!

Fortunately, Fu Xue wasn't looking to break this rule; she leapt onto the Fu Family's arena.

"Uncle, I challenge you!" This Female Tyrannosaurus swung her big iron hammer and didn't wait for a response, already charging forward.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The iron hammer stirred a terrifying wind; this Female Tyrannosaurus really wasn't holding back, showing her fierce power fully.

"Wonder who will dare to marry her!" Tang Xin whispered, seemingly afraid that Fu Xue could hear him, his wariness could not have been clearer.

Chu Hao nodded in deep agreement.

"Both of you, I saw and heard everything!" Zheng Siqi said from the side, "When Fu Xue returns, I'm going to tattle on you!"

"Senior Sister Zheng, please have mercy!" Tang Xin hastily exclaimed.

"I can keep a secret too, but well—" Zheng Siqi paused.

"Whatever you request, Senior Sister Zheng, just say the word!" Tang Xin smartly responded.

"There's a pretty hairpin at Treasure Pavillion!" Zheng Siqi said wistfully.

"Buy it!"

"And a dress from Phoenix Gathering Tower!"

"Buy it!"

Tang Xin, flaunting his wealth, waved his hand nonchalantly as if money meant nothing to him.

Chu Hao couldn't help but wonder, "Do you have that much money?"

"Of course not!" Tang Xin replied boldly, "But you do!"

"…Get lost!"

Though Fu Xue had advanced to the First Tier Vajra Realm and her combat talent was exceptional, she was ultimately too far behind the Sixth Tier Vajra Realm. She only fought for ten minutes before being defeated in the arena. However, despite her loss, no one dared underestimate her!

She was only nineteen years old!

A nineteen-year-old in the Vajra Realm had already surpassed the previous record holder, Chu Tianyun!

A truly deserving first genius, pioneering in Eastern Cloud City!

"Mo Feihong, come up and fight!" At last, Ma Jicheng, unable to restrain himself, leaped onto the ninth arena.

The moment had arrived! The main event of the day was finally here!

Although there had been four fierce battles earlier, they were all between acquaintances, fierce but always pulling punches—how could they be truly serious? But the fight between Ma Jicheng and Mo Feihong was different; it was definitely going to be a fight to the finish, with no mercy shown!

There was something worth watching!

"I'm betting on Ma Jicheng to win!"

"I'm betting on Mo Feihong!"

"Ma Jicheng!"

"Mo Feihong!"

The audience in the Beast Fighting Arena was wildly placing bets, with the majority participating in matched betting since both Ma Jicheng and Mo Feihong were favorites to win, and the odds on them ultimately coming out on top were not high.

"Chu Hao, which one do you favor?" Tang Xin asked.

Chu Hao closed his eyes and said, "It doesn't matter. Whichever one wins, I'll just go down and defeat him. It's that simple!"

"You've really got some nerve!" said Tang Xin, but immediately added with envy, "When will I ever reach the Third Tier Vajra Realm!" He had no hope of achieving this within the next half year.

Chu Hao rested with his eyes closed; he truly didn't care whether Ma Jicheng or Mo Feihong would win.

"It's starting! It's starting!"

"Wow, Ma Jicheng is so strong!"

"Mo Feihong is strong too!"

"Looks like Ma Jicheng has the upper hand!"

"No, no, no. It should be Mo Feihong who has the upper hand!"

In the stands, everyone had their own opinion, clearly showing the intense battle between Ma and Mo had divided the audience, leading to completely opposing views.

Chu Hao opened his eyes and looked towards the arena.

In his heart, he was actually hoping for Ma Jicheng to win so that he could personally defeat this old nemesis of the Chu Family and put an end to their rivalry once and for all.

As time ticked by, nearing the 20-minute mark, Ma Jicheng suddenly executed an ultimate move, and Mo Feihong made a fatal mistake at this moment—his long sword struck aimlessly, and Ma Jicheng thrust his sword through his heart!

"You, you, you—" Mo Feihong pointed at his opponent, as if he had countless things to say, but ultimately, he said nothing and fell backwards with a thud, his blood spreading quickly and staining the arena red.

His eyes were wide open, as if refusing to close in death.

"Dad!"

"Dad!"

The Mo brothers exclaimed in shock; they couldn't have anticipated that a battle that had been evenly matched moments before would suddenly end, and even lead to their father's death!

Lin Yuqi's face turned ashen!

With Mo Feihong's death, her dream of marrying into the Nobility was completely shattered.

Chu Hao saw it all, thinking that Mo Feihong's mistake was utterly unacceptable!

This was no mere mistake!

Was it poison? Or had he taken some drug that caused an imbalance in his strength, making him lose control?

Chu Hao thought to himself, if that was the case, Ma Jicheng was indeed devious—other than the Ma Family, who else would commit such an act? No wonder Mo Feihong was so unwilling in his final moments!

Anyone would be unwilling!

(Thanks to the book friends 150417194240949, the fans of Phoenix Legend, and Zhang Yujian for their rewards yesterday)