Cultivation starts from simplifying the exercises

Chapter 1297 Arrogance
The overall strength of the Tapir Clan is comparable to that of the Xian Clan. They have dozens of peak eighth-order and late eighth-order people, and there will be more and more peak eighth-order people in the future.

A mere human, a mere middle-eighth-order cultivator. Even though he possesses the combat power of a late-eighth-order cultivator, it is not possible for Chen Fei to threaten the tapir tribe!

"It's not a threat, it's just a statement." Chen Fei also laughed.

"It seems that Chen Tianjiao doesn't care about this old man's life. That will save me some trouble. I will send him off now, so that he won't linger here and bring shame to the Xian Clan."

The smile on Yu Zongguan's face faded, and he walked towards Shi Boyong step by step, slowly raising the spear in his hand, ready to pierce Shi Boyong's head directly.

Shi Borong calmly watched Yu Zongguan approaching, then turned to look at the location of the Xian clan, a smile appeared on his face, and finally looked at Chen Fei.

Shi Boyong's eyes were calm. It was just death. Shi Boyong had been prepared for this since he started practicing.

If there was one regret, it was that Shi Boyong was unable to see a higher realm of martial arts, and ultimately could only stop at the late stage of the Creation Realm, without even having the chance to try for the peak of the Creation Realm.

"You can make me go, but she should be one of them."

Chen Fei's voice suddenly sounded, pointing at the old woman from the Zhong tribe.

What the eighth-level people from other races think of as conspiracies and traps are just what they think. For Chen Fei, doing this depends on whether Chen Fei himself is willing to do it.

Shi Boyong is a good friend, and Chen Fei doesn't want him to die in front of him, that's all.

Yu Zongguan paused, he really thought that Chen Fei was going to give up Shi Boyong.

"Chen Tianjiao is indeed loyal and righteous, but who will appear on our side will naturally be..."

"Stop talking nonsense and be straightforward. If she doesn't leave, you can continue the competition on your own. I will directly challenge the eighth-level middle-stage of your tapir tribe in the next round. Let's see how much core territory you can have left by then!"

Chen Fei simply waved his hand and interrupted Yu Zongguan's words.

Yu Zongguan's face froze for a moment, and then became extremely gloomy. If Chen Fei were to really challenge the eighth-stage mid-level of the Tapir Clan, they would probably all admit defeat.

The final territory we gain will probably all fall into the hands of humans.

Just now, he was only thinking of threatening Chen Fei with Shi Boyong's life, and he never thought that Chen Fei was so bold as to directly threaten their tapir tribe.

Isn’t Chen Fei afraid that after the life-and-death battle, the tapir tribe will directly overwhelm the entire human race!
Yu Zongguan turned around and looked at the old woman from the Zhong tribe. There was some hesitation on the old woman's face, but when she thought that there would be three late eighth-level warriors fighting Chen Fei alone, and they could threaten Shi Boyong's life from time to time.

In this case, it is almost foolproof.

Thinking of the attitude Chen Fei had just shown, the old woman from the Zhong tribe snorted coldly, her figure flashed, and she stepped directly into the arena.

Yu Zongguan turned his head and looked in another direction. There belonged another powerful tribe, the Yin tribe, whose strength was comparable to that of the Tapir tribe.

The most important thing is that there is an extreme late eighth-level person in the Yin clan. If it weren't for this life-and-death duel, the other party would have already begun to prepare to break through to the peak of the eighth level, and it would be the kind that is 90% certain to succeed.

"Three against one, this is an unfair victory!" A voice came from the Yin tribe, and then a figure appeared in the arena.

Although it was an unfair victory, the fight between races is a fight where every possible means will be used, so Xiao Jihong still went on the field.

"Chen Tianjiao, please!"

Yu Zongguan looked at Chen Fei with a smile on his face, waiting for Chen Fei to join the game.

"There are also bets, just like the bet in Shen Changzhen just now, which is almost enough." Chen Fei continued.

"Okay, okay, let's make a bet, right? Yes!" Yu Zongguan did not object. He waved his hand and threw a storage bag into the field. Yu Zongguan unfolded it and the bag was worth the assets of four late eighth-level masters.

Yu Zongguan didn't even want to bargain. What was there to bargain with a dying man?

The eighth-level strong men from other races also looked at Chen Fei with strange eyes.

At this time, Chen Fei is still thinking about the bet. How confident is he in himself?
"Friend Chen, the Xian tribe owes you a favor!"

Shi Dingan's solemn voice rang in Chen Fei's ears. No matter what the outcome of this fight was, the Xian tribe owed the human race.

"There is no need to do this, senior. I am entering the arena voluntarily." Chen Fei laughed softly, and his figure flashed, and he had already arrived at the arena.

"My dear Chen, why do you have to do this!" Without Yu Zongguan's suppression, Shi Boyong stood up with difficulty and looked at Chen Fei.

Shi Borong would rather die than drag Chen Fei into this way.

"Don't feel any psychological burden. I just don't like them." Chen Fei slapped Shi Boyong on the shoulder, and the power of Yin and Yang in the Nine Heavens Dark Demon Art was injected into Shi Boyong's body.

Shi Boyong's body felt slightly lighter, and his injuries eased a little, but it was only a little better. It would still be of no help in the upcoming battle, and would definitely be a drag.

"You are so annoying and arrogant. I just wonder if you will still be so stubborn after I beat you to death!" Xiao Jihong laughed loudly.

"You are just relying on a little talent. It's your own fault that you die here today!" The old woman from the Zhong tribe laughed loudly, her face looking like a devil.

“Yu Zongguan, please!”

Yu Zongguan cupped his hands towards Chen Fei, then suddenly disappeared. When he reappeared, he was already behind Shi Boyong, stabbing Shi Boyong with the spear in his hand.

Just as all the eighth-level warriors outside the field thought, in this fight, Shi Boyong was Chen Fei's biggest weakness.

If Chen Fei lets it go, there would be no point in entering the scene in person, but if he intervenes, Chen Fei himself will surely die.

"clang!"

A layer of golden bell suddenly appeared in mid-air, covering Chen Fei and Shi Boyong. A ripple appeared on the surface of the golden bell, directly blocking Yu Zongguan's attack.

The ultimate treasure of creation!

Seeing the golden bell, the eighth-level warriors of various races outside the arena were slightly shocked. This was the first eighth-level top-grade mysterious treasure that appeared in the competition so far, because the eighth-level peak warriors of various races have not yet entered the arena.

As for the weapons held in the late eighth level, they are at most upper-grade eighth level, or like the Waterfall Sun Sword that Shen Changzhen had held before, which is only one step away from breaking through to the best-grade weapons.

A true eighth-grade top-grade Xuan treasure is not easy to control for practitioners below the peak of the eighth grade, and it is extremely precious. There are not many of them among the seven eighth-grade races native to the Xuanling Realm.

As for the foreign races, there may have been many in the tribe before, but in the environment of the Drowned Abyss, there were no corresponding strong people to nurture the Xuanbao, and the grade of the Xuanbao would slowly decline.

Therefore, in the hands of foreign races, the eighth-grade top-grade Xuanbao is also a rare existence.

And now, in the hands of a mid-level eighth-level person, an eighth-level top-grade Xuanbao actually appeared!
What great inheritance did this human Chen Fei get? That's why his fighting power is so amazing. Did Xuan Bao also get it from that inheritance?
The appearance of an eighth-grade top-grade Xuanbao, and a defensive Xuanbao at that, immediately disrupted Yu Zongguan's plan.

But soon, Yu Zongguan's expression returned to calm.

If it was a one-on-one fight, with Chen Fei holding an eighth-grade top-grade Xuanbao, Yu Zongguan would probably just turn around and leave the arena.

After all, Chen Fei’s own combat power is already very strong, and with the added bonus of defense, there is no need to fight at all.

But now, they are three in the late eighth stage. Although the top-grade fortune treasures are good, the consumption of their energy and soul is also extremely alarming.

If Chen Fei tried to protect Shi Boyong and withstand their attacks, his energy and soul would be exhausted within ten moves, and they would win effortlessly.

The old woman Shen Yuanping from the Zhong tribe and Xiao Jihong appeared in another place, slashing at the Golden Bell Cover with a cane and a blade.

Inside the golden bell, Shi Borong took a deep breath, ready to completely burn his energy, spirit and soul.

Chen Fei waved his hand, and the powerful force immediately stopped Shi Boyong's movements.

If Shi Borong really burned his energy, spirit and soul, he could indeed make a move, but after making this move, he would be dead.

The Zangyuan Bell circulated and suddenly shrank, wrapping up Shi Boyong's body and appearing hundreds of miles away, leaving only Chen Fei standing there.

"Buzz!"

Six ripples spread out from Chen Fei's body, and Chen Fei's momentum soared into the sky like a volcanic eruption.

The power of the sixth level of nine heavens!

At the same time, the Nether Demon Realm had already enveloped Chen Fei within a hundred miles. The extreme cold filled all directions, and the movements of Xiao Jihong and the other two involuntarily became slower.

Yu Zongguan let out a long roar, and the fierce force forcibly tore through the ice in the area. Xiao Jihong remained calm, but the powerful sword force also blocked the ice outside.

Chen Fei took a step forward and appeared in front of the old woman Shen Yuanping from the Zhong tribe, and slashed straight out with the Qianyuan sword in his hand.

Shen Yuanping's strength is undoubtedly much weaker than Yu Zongguan and Xiao Jihong. Compared with Shen Changzhen before, it can only be said that the difference is not much, so he has just expelled the coldness from his body.

In a battle between the strong, a slight difference can lead to a world of difference in the final result.

"Shou!"

Seeing Chen Fei rushing towards Shen Yuanping, Yu Zongguan shouted loudly.

The appearance of the top-grade fortune Xuanbao disrupted the battle order of Yu Zongguan and others, and indeed won Chen Fei a slight advantage, giving Chen Fei the opportunity to take action.

Now Yu Zongguan can only let Shen Yuanping block Chen Fei's sword, and then he can surround and kill Chen Fei normally.

When Shen Yuanping saw Chen Fei so close, she did not try to show off her strength, but instead held the dragon head stick in her hand in front of her, leaving no trace of any flaws.

"Roar!"

The shadow of a six-legged dragon elephant appeared behind Chen Fei, and it roared towards the sky. It raised its two front legs high up, and then dropped them fiercely.

How strong can Chen Fei be after he has melted the power of Yu Zongguan's previous shot and attacked with all his strength?

"boom!"

The Qianyuan sword slashed on the dragon head stick, and the violent sound went straight into the sky.

Shen Yuanping's eyes widened instantly, filled with fear and despair.

The dragon head stick, which he used to be able to wield as easily as his own arm, could no longer be held. The violent force pressed the dragon head stick down and hit Shen Yuanping's body.

Shen Yuanping's body trembled, and she took a step back involuntarily, trying to open her mouth to speak.

But before he could say anything, his body instantly exploded into a ball of bloody mist.

(End of this chapter)