Tyrant Sky Martial Soul

"Interesting, are they all fighting tonight?"

"Of course."

"Then hurry up, missing out on the exciting battles would be a waste of time."

Ling Xiao listened to their discussions and followed them forward.

He was unfamiliar with the Underground City's arena battles and didn't expect it to be tower climbing; the rules were quite simple.

Upon arriving at the base of Hell Tower, Ling Xiao was somewhat surprised.

Because his Ancient Heavenly Demon Battle Intent seemed to be on the verge of bursting forth, as if something inside Hell Tower was beckoning it.

"Perhaps tonight will bring unexpected rewards."

Ling Xiao felt a thrill, glancing at a sign by the entrance of Hell Tower that read, "Those wishing to climb must pay ten thousand middle-grade Spirit Stones to enter. Violators will die!"

The words exuded a sense of dominance, likely written by someone quite formidable.

Casually, Ling Xiao tossed ten thousand middle-grade Spirit Stones into the slot beneath the sign.

Though it pained him a bit, acquiring the Secret Realm Map would make this trip worthwhile.

Stepping into the first level of Hell Tower, Ling Xiao was stunned to find it packed with people.

The circular stands were already filled to capacity.

In the center was a large Martial Arts Platform that could rise and fall, visible to all.

Deafening roars occasionally erupted from the spectators, who seemed very spirited.

Ling Xiao found an out-of-the-way spot to stand.

There was nowhere to sit, and he didn't want to attract too much attention.

At the moment, someone was in the middle of a challenge.

Two Yin-Yang Realm experts were competing.

No surprise there.

If one dared to challenge in a place like this without being a Yin-Yang Realm expert, they'd be courting death.

The battle ended quickly.

A stylishly dressed middle-aged man jumped onto the stage and shouted:

"Guan Hao wins, smoothly becoming the arena master of the first level!

In ten minutes, anyone may challenge him; defeat him and reclaim the ten thousand middle-grade Spirit Stones you paid.

With each level ascended, you'll earn ten thousand middle-grade Spirit Stones.

If you become the arena master of the tenth level, you'll receive the 'Arena Master Waist Tag' from the Fan Family.

Martial Artists possessing this tag can enjoy special discounts at Fan Family venues, with the lowest at ten percent off!

Twenty levels at twenty percent off!

Thirty levels at thirty percent off!

Forty levels at forty percent off!

Fifty levels at fifty percent off!

The rewards are substantial, something you've dreamed of."

Fan Family's influence spans the Empire and Zhengyi Sect, so obtaining such an Arena Master Waist Tag is a martial artist's dream.

"Additionally, the fiftieth level offers special prizes, including pills, Magical Treasures, Martial Arts Secret Books, slaves, and more, over a dozen choices."

These words truly stirred countless people's passions.

Even Ling Xiao couldn't help but clench his fists.

For him, this was definitely an opportunity.

He initially came for the Secret Realm Map but didn't expect to earn Spirit Stones.

He's exhausted too many Spirit Stones lately and hasn't had time for alchemy sales; he barely had enough for himself.

Now, with such an opportunity, why not take it?

If he can reach fifty levels, he'll receive five hundred thousand middle-grade Spirit Stones, a generous sum.

Ten minutes later.

Ling Xiao prepared to ascend the stage.

Suddenly, a figure shot out beside him.

"Guan Hao, I'm here to challenge your arena master position!"

Ling Xiao glanced over; this person was a brawny man in his forties.

It seemed the arena battles had no age restriction, likely increasing the chances of encountering experts.

Ling Xiao took a deep breath; it looked like he'd need special strategies to climb to one hundred levels, as relying solely on his own power might not suffice.

"Ignorant fool, prepare to meet your fate?"

Guan Hao seemed like a heartless outlaw.

With a brutish outfit and a prominent scar over one eye.

His voice was sharp and murderous.

"I don't fear you!"

While aware the arena battles could cost his life, having entered the stage, the burly man couldn't back down.

He swung his massive Wolf Fang Club towards Guan Hao's head.

Bang!

Guan Hao wielded a blood-stained short blade, cutting swiftly and instantly hitting the Club's weakest part, sending the burly man flying.

"Consider yourself lucky!"

With this strike, Guan Hao knocked the burly man away. Though he failed, his life was spared, indeed quite lucky.

"Guan Hao wins! Awarded a 'Recovery Medicinal Wine,' the second challenge begins in ten minutes."

The Recovery Medicinal Wine was freely provided by the Fan Family, restoring the arena master's state swiftly.

Of course, the premise was that the arena master defeated at least two challengers.

"Damn, this guy is too strong."

The burly man returned near Ling Xiao, grumbling and resentful, yet somewhat relieved his life was spared.

Ling Xiao looked at him; his strength wasn't poor, just inferior to Guan Hao.

"Next, which brave soul wishes to challenge the first level? Succeed and gain free Recovery Medicinal Wine, ensuring your battle power remains intact!"

The host announced loudly.

Ling Xiao wouldn't miss this opportunity again; he inhaled deeply.

Guan Hao's power wasn't strong; he wasn't problematic.

Ling Xiao's real concern was whether he could reach the one-hundredth level.

Ten minutes later, he leapt towards the arena again.

Suddenly, a gust of wind assaulted him.

Someone tried to attack him from behind as he jumped forward, attempting to make him fall.

Though not murderous, it was malicious intent.

Ling Xiao's face turned cold, and he retaliated with a punch, shouting "Get lost!"

The attacker felt a scorching heat on his face, then flew backward, landing on the ground.

He hadn't intended to kill Ling Xiao, nor did Ling Xiao deal a fatal blow, but merely taught him a lesson.

"Nice skills, kid, but you're still a bit lacking to challenge Guan Hao."

The burly man beaten by Guan Hao was momentarily stunned but then muttered, "Guan Hao's bloody knife is fearsome, containing chilling Sword Energy and immense power, almost impossible to block."

"Young man, I suggest you step down; you don't look over twenty. Dying so young on the arena is a pity."

Guan Hao glanced indifferently at Ling Xiao and said.

"No need, you can't take my life."

Ling Xiao lightly shook his head.

He was really too lazy to keep arguing with Guan Hao; no need to explain much, he just needed to fight.