World Controlling God

Tucker, who was sitting on the stage first, could not argue with others. His body was as tough as an iron wall, and he smashed all the people on the stage into meat paste.    

The smell of blood did not make people feel disgusted and terrified. Instead, it made the high officials and nobles cry out in alarm. Sometimes, there was a burst of applause.    

In their opinion, the people in the arena did not kill people, but regarded them as the slaughter between beasts. They did not have any sympathy, only excitement from watching the show.    

Ling Xiao looked at the battles with a cold gaze. He thought to himself, "Could it be that Celestial Domain people are all so abnormal, like to treat others like monkeys? It seems like it's really not good to be without an identity here. I have to use my name first.    

After Tuck went down seven cities, he finally met a ruthless man. With his agile movement technique, he was unable to catch his tracks and was killed by his opponent on the stage.    

If Tucker was killed, it would be a failure. It would be his turn to sit on the next stage.    

As the fierce battles continued, the arena was already stained with the pungent smell of blood. Fortunately, there would be people cleaning up the broken limbs after the battles. Otherwise, it would have looked even more disgusting.    

Half a day later, it was finally Ling Xiao's turn to make his debut.    

He was brought to the passageway and handed the token with a name engraved on it to the manager.    

The manager looked at Ling Xiao in surprise and secretly thought, "What a young man. He is actually a peasant. What a pity!    

Ling Xiao strode up to the Prison Arena. He smelled the blood, but his heart was unusually calm.    

According to his previous observations, different opponents would be arranged to fight according to the strength of the defenders.    

For example, Tuck was a Saint warrior. Therefore, the people who were arranged to fight at the beginning only had the same strength as him. If they couldn't defeat him at the same cultivation level, they would gradually let those higher than him fight.    

This way, the fight would be more enjoyable to watch. Otherwise, the defenders would have died in an instant. Wouldn't it be boring?    

When Ling Xiao stood on the stage, everyone around him exclaimed.    

"What a handsome peasant. He actually went to the Prison Arena. What a pity. If I had known that there would be such a handsome man, I would have bought him and pampered him.    

"It looks like he is only a hundred years old, yet he is able to come up from the place of mating! I think Tian Bin is not weak.    

"He looks strong, but he's still a little weak here. I wonder how many blows he can defend.    

"He said that this is someone brought by Commander Tia Lang. He even made a bet with Commander Bi Chagau. If Ling Xiao can last until the end, Wild lunatic will go up and fight him!    

"It seems like Tia Lang has high hopes for this lowly peasant. He hopes that he won't be scared to the point of peeing when he sees blood.    

...    

On the high platform, the City Lord, Fann Guanchang, looked at Ling Xiao and sighed. "This lowly peasant, Tian Bin, is indeed extraordinary. I heard from Tia Lang that he has reached the Holy Emperor Stage realm before reaching the age of a hundred years old. This Tian Bin is an outstanding and abnormal being no matter where he goes.    

Feng Houlin felt a trace of jealousy flashing through his eyes. "He is probably just a lucky kid who occasionally gets lucky. He is not worth mentioning in our palace.    

Zhang Lianhua agreed, "That's right. Brother Feng's Tian Bin is stronger than this lowly peasant.    

In fact, she was secretly praising in her heart, "I didn't expect him to be such a handsome person. If I can succeed in guarding the stage, I will stay by myself.    

Bi Chagau, who was sitting in a nearby seat, sneered, "So what if you have Tianbin? If you want to pass 20 rounds consecutively, you will only die. What use is it!    

"Lord Commander, I wonder if such an oily and pink peasant can withstand a punch from Wild lunatic!" A person beside him flattered.    

"It won't look good if he loses too soon. I have already instructed Wild lunatic to play with him well. It would be best to blow up his chrysanthemum. Haha!" Bi Che laughed softly.    

...    

None of the people on the side of the field were optimistic about Ling Xiao. Even Tia Lang and Liu Jinxi who were watching the battle felt that it was unlikely that Ling Xiao would be able to complete these 20 rounds. This was a battle of attrition!    

Ling Xiao was the first opponent to go on stage.    

This person looked like a middle-aged man. He was very strong and had many scars on his body. His entire person gave off a strong murderous aura. It was very obvious that he had tempered his aura after many fights.    

"How dare you come to Prison Arena with such a delicate skin and tender flesh. Your legs must be trembling. Just scream to your heart's content. I will treat you well." The middle-aged man sneered and rushed towards the man.    

Above the Prison Arena was mainly the collision of fists and kicks, and no weapons were allowed to be used.    

The middle-aged man in front of him was skilled in fist techniques. Every fist contained the power to split open the sky and split the earth.    

He was a peak Holy Emperor of Low Rank warrior, and the spatial power he carried could be said to be terrifying. The power of his fist seemed to have converged into a strange beast that roared at Ling Xiao.    

As soon as this man threw out his fist, the people at the side couldn't help but exclaim.    

Ling Xiao just stood there without moving, as if he didn't care about the middle-aged man's fist. The others thought that he was going to die because he didn't react in time.    

"Could it be that this kid really came here to die?" The middle-aged man was about to strike Ling Xiao. Seeing that Ling Xiao didn't react, he guessed in his heart.    

Unfortunately, as soon as he thought about it, he felt a pain in his lower abdomen. His body flew out like a cannonball.    

Bang!    

The middle-aged man fell to the edge of the arena like a shrimp. His body leaned against the arena. He did not move.    

The referee at the side of the ring had yet to react. When the people at the side of the ring saw this turn of events, they became completely silent.    

"What is the referee still standing there for? Go and see if the person is dead or not!" Zhang Lianhua shouted from the high platform.    

The referee shivered and immediately ran to the stage to check the life and death of the middle-aged man.    

The referee quickly cried out, "Wang Chen is dead. Ling Xiao wins. The next Liu Dahu, please go on stage!    

At this time, the surroundings immediately became noisy!    

"How is this possible? Wang Chen can't even withstand a single move and he's dead.    

"It is said that Wang Chen already possesses the strength to charge into the middle-grade Holy Emperor. He has not lost even once on many occasions when he went up to the arena. He can't even withstand a single kick from the other party. Could it be that the lowly commoner is really strong? Why can't I sense his aura?    

"I think we shouldn't judge a book by its cover. There's going to be a good show to watch this time.    

"Perhaps Wang Chen was careless and ended up dying because of his weakness. If this lowly peasant can break through five stages in a row, then I will believe that he has some ability.    

...    

Liu Dahu looked extremely simple and honest. He wore a set of tiger skin and looked like a hunter in the mountains. He had a silly smile on his face and gave people a feeling of harming people and animals.    

"Greetings, Young Master!" Liu Dahu actually greeted Ling Xiao.    

Ling Xiao's vigilance dropped a little. He secretly thought, Could it be that this guy is a fool?    

However, just as he relaxed a little, a tiger roar was heard.    

Roar!    

Liu Dahu was like a tiger that had escaped its cage. His aura became incomparably fierce. A tiger's shadow appeared beside him, appearing especially awe-inspiring.    

His body fluttered out. His speed was as fast as lightning. His tiger fist smashed towards Ling Xiao's head mercilessly.    

Liu Dahu's transformation happened in a split second. No one had expected him to be so fierce. His harmless appearance had already disappeared without a trace, and what replaced it was thick killing intent.    

Ling Xiao was also shocked. Fortunately, his reaction speed was still fast. When his fist landed on his head, it left an afterimage on the spot, and his real body had already rushed to the side.    

Liu Dahu did not care that Ling Xiao could dodge it. His eyes revealed a terrifying ruthlessness. The tiger fist carried all of his strength and smashed towards Ling Xiao.    

There seemed to be a few more tiger kings in Prison Arena. Their incessant roars were very pleasing to the eye.    

The people at the side kept screaming. The atmosphere rose again.    

Ling Xiao rolled over a few times, wiping the sneer on his face, "Acting like a pig to eat a tiger. Bengong also knows how to!    

Ling Xiao finally stopped dodging. He threw a ferocious punch at Liu Dahu's tiger fist.    

Bang!    

Ah!    

Liu Dahu was just about to be happy about being able to clash head on with Ling Xiao. He felt that with his strength, killing this brat was as easy as flipping his palm.    

Unexpectedly, when he touched Ling Xiao's fist, a terrifying force instantly destroyed his arms. The pain almost made him faint.    

Just as his body flew backwards, an icy cold intent instantly spread out. It quickly entered his internal organs from his broken arms and began to wreak havoc.    

When Liu Dahu crashed onto the ground, he had already been frozen into a giant block of ice. His shocked expression was frozen there, appearing extremely strange.    

The Skyfrost Fist was a fist technique that Ling Xiao rarely used, but its power was no less than the Cloud Pushing Palm and Wind God Kick.    

Currently, Ling Xiao did not want to use his trump card too quickly, which was why he used it. With his current combat strength, the power of the Skyfrost Fist naturally soared along with it.    

Liu Dahu was only a peak Holy Emperor of Low Rank warrior. Although his Tiger Fist could threaten an ordinary middle grade Holy Emperor, it was still too weak for Ling Xiao.    

Liu Dahu's arms were broken by the punch, and his internal organs were destroyed by the Ice Frost Dark Force. He was frozen to death.    

Ling Xiao had killed two enemies in a row, and it immediately attracted the cheers of the audience.    

Ling Xiao knew these cheers. It was just that they thought he was a beast trapped in a fight and felt that there was a considerable amount of cheering.    

After that, the third opponent went up to the stage, and this person had reached the intermediate Holy Emperor's cultivation base.    

However, this person was no exception. He died in Ling Xiao's hands without being able to survive a single move.    

If one or two people were killed by Ling Xiao in one move, it proved that the two of them were not strong enough.    

However, five people were killed by Ling Xiao in one move. This had no choice but to attract the attention of others.    

Among the five of them, there must be three of them who were on the same level as Ling Xiao.    

"What a powerful peasant. No wonder Liu Haida was captured not long ago. This time, he really picked up a treasure," Tia Lang said to himself excitedly at the side of the field.    

"Why do you say that, Commander? Although his performance is good now, don't forget that the powerful one is still behind him," Liu Jinxi reminded him.