Urban Immortal Cultivation Supreme

In an instant, Slokyv's fist landed on Zhu Bufan's chest. A 'clang' sound immediately resounded. It wasn't the sound of bones breaking, but rather the noise of some metal being shattered.

At that moment, Zhu Bufan reached for his pant leg and swiftly pulled out a fruit knife.

With a 'swish', the sound was heard.

Zhu Bufan's hand wielding the fruit knife beautifully grazed Slokyv's neck.

"You..." Slokyv's eyes showed fear as he clutched his neck with his hands, mumbling indistinctly.

As Slokyv fell straight to the ground in front of him, Zhu Bufan let out a long breath.

To be honest, this Slokyv was quite formidable, even more so than those exiled criminals on the Ice Volcano.

Therefore, this fight was quite a struggle for Zhu Bufan.

Even though earlier he used his Spiritual Power to form a shield over his chest,

still, Slokyv's punch left Zhu Bufan's chest feeling stuffy and uncomfortable.

Nonetheless, in the end, Slokyv was taken down by Zhu Bufan.

This was something to be happy about.

At this moment, the entire audience was in an uproar.

They truly had not expected that Zhu Bufan, this frail-looking man, could kill the foreign brute, Slokyv.

Indeed, they were astounded.

At this moment, while the other spectators marveled, Yuwen Wuji was intensely locking eyes on Zhu Bufan in the Duel Arena, eyes filled with shock, realizing how formidable he was and why those two assassins he sent last time were silently eliminated by him.

It seems, if I'm going to kill him, it needs careful planning.

Yuwen Wuji's face turned gloomy as he gazed into the distance, lost in thought.

Meanwhile, Wu Kui and Dongfang Weimei both heaved a sigh of relief seeing Zhu Bufan finally take down Slokyv.

At this moment, those young matrons in the stands couldn't contain their inner passion any longer and began shouting loudly, "I want you! Honey."

"I'm crazy about you, you're mine!"

"So handsome, I'm really really in love with you." One of the matrons said, continuously blowing kisses toward the Beast Fighting Arena.

These matrons were enthusiastic, each more excited than the last, as if wishing to immediately lift Zhu Bufan onto their shoulders and carry him to their bed for a battle of three hundred rounds.

But it seemed they forgot they were saying the same things to Slokyv before.

In the Duel Arena, Zhu Bufan stood there quietly, trying his best to recover his strength, knowing he still had five more matches to fight, unaware of what might happen. If everyone was as strong as Slokyv, Zhu Bufan might as well choose to end it.

Frankly speaking, the strength between Zhu Bufan and Slokyv wasn't much different, they were on par with each other, neither could kill the other. Zhu Bufan managed to kill Slokyv because he chose a mutual destruction approach.

Hence, he finally killed Slokyv!

Next, Zhu Bufan's second match was about to start.

Here, there's no time for these fighters to rest or catch their breath, once they finish a match, they immediately move to the next.

At this moment, the gate of the Duel Arena 'clanged' open, revealing a large iron cage. Inside was an antelope.

Zhu Bufan was stunned, not just him, the entire audience was stunned.

Everyone knew antelopes aren't aggressive; even if they're starved for a few days, they wouldn't attack humans!

Now to put an antelope in the Beast Fighting Arena, letting it fight our warrior, is this for our amusement? Or has the organizer's brain gone haywire?

Or are we that easily fooled? Or does the organizer have so much money they're directly donating to us?

The spectators were in utter surprise. Each was bewildered. They didn't know what the organizer's intention was with this move.

Amidst the noise and commotion, the host's voice rose:

"This match is for your entertainment; our clubhouse won't be betting on this one. Hope you enjoy watching!"

What? This match is for our entertainment, damn, is this for real! There's never been anything like this before; did the sun rise from the west today? Or is it going to snow in this summer heat?

However, the staff in the Duel Arena paid no heed to the racket on the stands. They directly opened the cage to release the antelope.

Wu Kui was also dazed, wondering if this was good luck for Zhu Bufan, or just sheer good fortune?

Yuwen Wuji's mouth twitched as he looked at the antelope; he too was dumbfounded. What kind of scenario is this? Could the antelope be a berserk entity with great deadly power?

In a private box, a woman watched the release of the antelope, smirking slightly as she murmured, "Sigh! I'll help you the best I can!"

Zhu Bufan, although puzzled, saw the antelope released, acted without hesitation, knowing he needed to win the remaining five match quickly, regardless of whom the organizer arranged as his opponents.

Instantly, three Silver Needles appeared in Zhu Bufan's hand, and with a swift flick, the three Silver Needles landed on the antelope.

The antelope, barely out of its cage and not having the chance to breathe fresh air, directly fell over.

Of course, Zhu Bufan didn't kill the antelope; he merely knocked it out.

Next came the third match, where the organizer arranged a monkey for Zhu Bufan, and for the fourth, a rhino, all of which Zhu Bufan dispatched with ease.

During these matches, Zhu Bufan also had chances to catch his breath and restore his strength.

Watching these matches, it was clear to any spectator with a bit of sense that they were deliberately letting Zhu Bufan win.

Yuwen Wuji was fuming, never expecting anyone here to intentionally favor Zhu Bufan. He had already broken several teacups in rage.

If the organizers continued to show favoritism toward Zhu Bufan, his plans would be ruined, and Yuwen Wuji became furious, glancing unintentionally at Xiao Di by his side.

A scheme surfaced in Yuwen Wuji's mind.

"Xiao Di, tell the organizers that you want to challenge Zhu Bufan!" Yuwen Wuji ordered Xiao Di.

"Yes, Master!"

In the exquisite box, Dongfang Weimei was puzzled and perplexed.

The clubhouse indeed had a rule where patrons could challenge the warriors.

At this moment, Yuwen Wuji's personal maid challenged Zhu Bufan. Although Zhu Bufan had recovered quite some strength, Dongfang Weimei knew this Xiao Di was a formidable opponent, and if she went up against Zhu Bufan, things might be unpredictable.

However, if she refused, it would break the club's rules. Having favoured Zhu Bufan for three matches already, which had sparked strong dissatisfaction among the spectators, refusing this challenge would surely discredit the club. Gritting her teeth:

"Zhu Bufan, I can only help you this far; the rest depends on you."

"Lan Xin, arrange the duel between Miss Xiao Di and Zhu Bufan!"

"Yes, Miss."