214: Life and Death Arena
Before Yang Pingan could react, the Weird King continued, "Boy, tell me your name. I don't accept ants."Yang Pingan bowed solemnly and said, "Lord Death, my name is Yang Pingan. One day, I will become the most powerful being in the world. I will make the name of Death shock the world."
The Weird King nodded and said, "Yang Ping'an, it's good to have ambition. What you are facing next is not danger, but a matter of life and death."
"I know that you were scheduled to stay in the Death Forest for one to one and a half years, but it has already been one year and three months. If you can't get out of the Death Forest in the next three months, you will never be able to avenge your hatred."
Yang Ping'an was suddenly shocked. He didn't expect that the God of Death knew even his plan. It seemed that he had nowhere to hide.
The Weird King actually waved his black arm and said, "Are you a little weird? Normally, if an inheritor accepts the test of God and reaches a bottleneck, he can obtain a God-given soul ring. But here, there is no God-given soul ring. Everything depends on your own efforts between life and death."
Hearing this, Yang Ping'an was stunned. He had already reached level 70 when he took the Golden Dragon Source Fruit. The seventh soul ring was crucial. It was not only related to the development of his martial soul, but also to the most important issue of his martial soul's true body.
Moreover, according to his own strength and physical fitness, if it was a divinely bestowed spirit ring, it should be no problem to reach 100,000 years, but where could he find a 100,000-year-level gold-attributed spirit beast now? Even in the Xingdou Great Forest, there might not be a spirit beast of this level. The only suitable one was the Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear King, but that was not something he could provoke, not even the Spirit Hall could afford to provoke.
On the contrary, the Golden Titan Python was very suitable. Not only was it a gold-attributed soul beast, it also had dragon blood. It was a perfect match. However, considering the strength of the Golden Titan Python, not to mention that he was only level 70 now, he might not be able to defeat it even if he was level 90.
There seemed to be a hint of teasing in the Weird King's eyes: "In the next three days, you will be tested between life and death. If you pass the test, you may gain something unexpected."
After saying this, the Weird King waved his hand, and a black door appeared in the originally empty hall. The inside of the door looked extremely gloomy.
Immediately afterwards, a huge force instantly squeezed Yang Ping'an into the gate.
By the time Yang Ping'an reacted, he was already at the door, and seemed to be on a special stage.
This arena is a kilometer long and wide, and looks very large. It is much larger than any arena I have participated in before. There are two words in the middle of the arena: life and death.
Suddenly, a strange voice came from the ring: "Yang Ping'an, this is the ring of life and death. You will be in the ring for the next three days. As long as you can survive, there will be a great surprise."
Yang Ping'an just felt a burst of fear in his heart. This life and death arena was obviously very complicated. If he wanted to really get out, there was only life and no death, and the enemy might be very complicated.
Sure enough, a golden light suddenly flashed on the ring, and the largest figure suddenly appeared at the other end of the ring. No matter how calm Yang Ping'an was, he felt a little panic in his heart at this moment.
At the other end of the arena was the golden Titan python that Yang Pingan encountered in the Death Forest. Especially the collision at that time, made Yang Pingan feel a little uncomfortable now.
The voice of the Weird King came again from the void: "Yang Ping'an, the life and death arena competition lasts for three days. You need to survive in the arena for three days. I don't need to say anything more about the consequences of failure."
Before Yang Ping'an could say anything, the ring match had already begun, and the golden Titan python on the opposite side seemed extremely excited, as if it saw an enemy.
Yang Ping'an knew that he now had no way out. The next three days would be an extremely dangerous and cruel death elimination tournament, and the enemy was countless times stronger than he had imagined.
Seeing the golden Titan Python rushing towards him, especially its bloody mouth, he would definitely die if bitten.
Yang Ping'an quickly summoned his martial soul and soul ring, and ran away without saying a word. This life and death arena was a huge square with a length and width of more than a thousand meters. Even the Golden Titan Python looked relatively small on the arena.
Immediately afterwards, Yang Ping'an quickly summoned six golden wings and soared directly into the sky. For snake-like soul beasts, flying is their natural enemy.
However, there seemed to be some repressive force in the sky. The higher one flew, the greater the pressure. Even when flying to the highest point, the circulation of soul power was restricted, and the soul power of the whole body seemed to be frozen.
And what was unexpected was that when the Golden Titan Python saw Yang Ping'an flying, it actually coiled up its entire body, as if it was fighting with the legendary eagle. Then a golden light flashed, and the entire body of the snake actually flew up quickly like a dragon emerging from the sea, almost directly attacking Yang Ping'an.
At this moment, Yang Ping'an's soul power seemed to be restricted by the sky, and he could not use the energy of his soul ring. In the end, he had no choice but to use the Invincible Golden Body.
Although the Invincible Golden Body is easy to use and can even be called a magical skill, it also has a limitation, that is, it can only be used three times a day. However, on the huge arena, these three times are obviously not enough, and I am afraid that even thirty times may not be enough.
Even Yang Ping'an, with his invincible golden body, barely blocked the attack of the Golden Titan Python, but the enormous force was difficult for the human body to resist.
What Yang Ping'an can really use in the arena is the teleportation skill. However, each teleportation consumes a certain amount of soul power. Although the consumption is small, it still cannot be sustained.
At this moment, Yang Pingan complained in his heart, wondering if the requirements of the God of Death were too high for him. You have to know that the Golden Titan Python is already at the level of a Titled Douluo at the level of Level 97. How could a mere Quasi-Soul Saint like him resist him for such a long time?
However, Yang Pingan was also very clear that he had no way out. If he wanted to really hold on, he had to ensure that his soul power was at least 50%. Once the soul power was consumed too much, he would be at the mercy of others.
In the next few days, Yang Ping'an jumped up and down like a mouse, either flapping his wings to fly quickly, or running hard on the ring, but from beginning to end Yang Ping'an did not dare to use his soul skills. Even the simplest first soul skill consumed too much soul power. You know, three days is a protracted battle.
As for counterattacks, don't even think about it. With Yang Ping'an's current strength, he probably can't break the defense of the Golden Titan Python. It's better to save his energy and run away.
There seemed to be a pair of eyes in the darkness, watching Yang Ping'an's monkey-like movements, and couldn't help but smile.
Normally, if he were to fight against a Titled Douluo at level 97, with Yang Ping'an's current strength, he might not be able to last even for thirty minutes, let alone three days.
However, although the strength of soul beasts is comparable to that of Titled Douluo, their IQ is relatively low, and their speed is inferior to that of Titled Douluo. Their tactics are relatively simple, which is the biggest reason why Yang Ping'an was able to persist.
As time passed, the Golden Titan Python became more and more violent. Even the hard ground was cracked by its giant tail.
In particular, Yang Ping'an felt that this golden Titan Python seemed to be suppressed, and its strength did not seem to reach the level of a Title. If it was below the Titled Douluo, he could probably touch it, but its defense did not seem fake.
Three days passed quickly, and when the huge timer on the ring reached zero, Yang Ping'an lay limp on the ground. His whole body was in tatters, as if there was not a single piece of good flesh. He didn't know how many bones were broken. If it weren't for the powerful soul bones in his body, he would have been killed long ago.
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At this moment, the Weird King suddenly appeared on the stage, with a hint of joking on his face: "Yang Ping'an, congratulations on hiding from the attack of the Golden Titan Python for three days. It's quite interesting."
Yang Pingan no longer had the strength to salute, he just nodded slightly: "Lord Death, this test is a bit extraordinary, it doesn't seem like a test, it seems a bit life-threatening."
The Weird King just sneered: "Yang Ping'an, do you think that with your true strength, you can withstand the attack of the Golden Titan Python for three days? This is a life and death arena, or the Death Arena. As the weaker party, you only need to save your life."
"But unlike you, the Golden Titan Python needs to kill you, otherwise he will be wiped out in the ring. This is why he was so violent in the end."
Yang Ping had a puzzled look on his face: "Lord Death, logically speaking, I have also seen the Golden Titan Python outside, and it seems that its strength is still a little different from that outside."
The Weird King sneered, "This is a life and death arena, which naturally has certain restrictions on the two sides. In this arena, the biggest difference between the two sides can only reach 20 levels, otherwise the arena will automatically erase the difference between the two sides. So, although the golden Titan Python you are fighting has reached 100,000 years old, or even more than 150,000 years old, due to the restrictions of the arena, it can only exert the strength of the Quasi-Title Douluo level."
Only then did Yang Ping'an understand why he was able to hold on for three days, and why the Golden Titan Python was a little different from the ones outside. It turned out that it was suppressed by the special rules of the God of Death.
But if I think about it carefully, if it is a Quasi-Title Douluo, I should be able to fight with him.
Weird King seemed to understand Yang Ping'an's thoughts: "The soul power of this golden Titan python has indeed been suppressed to the quasi-Title Douluo level, but his body and defense have not been suppressed. If you fought with him, you would have died long ago."
With a wave of the Weird King's hand, Yang Ping'an had returned to the original hall, and the Golden Titan Python was lying quietly beside him, and a blood-red soul ring appeared at the same time.
Just as the God of Death said, in the arena of life and death, there is only life and death, no winners or losers. As the strongest party, the Golden Titan Python failed to kill Yang Ping'an, which means failure and death.
Yang Ping'an looked at the huge soul ring, his whole body and martial soul element were throbbing, this was a hundred thousand year soul ring, it was priceless.
But at this moment, the Weird King said calmly: "This golden Titan python is your reward, and it is also a reward for winning. However, you have to think clearly. With your current strength, you can't absorb a hundred thousand year soul ring at all, not to mention that this golden Titan python is full of hatred for you. I'm afraid your soul will be crushed by it directly."
Yang Pingan said calmly: "Master Death, since it is a reward given by you, then there is only life or death, there will be no other retreat and choice."
Yang Ping'an sat cross-legged on the ground and began to prepare to absorb the Golden Titan Python's soul ring, which was also Yang Ping'an's first 100,000-year level soul ring.
(End of this chapter)