Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1168- Level exceeding activation
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 15
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 618: Vajra's Angry Gaze
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3826: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Gift
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 243: Found!
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
Tang Jie stepped onto a lush green meadow and grabbed a handful of grass.
The abundant grass had that sweet scent unique to plants.
Tang Jie couldn't help but take in a deep breath.
He had spent too long in this blood-colored world, where everything he saw was red.
The sky was red, the earth was red, and even the people were red.
But in this arena, he could see green grass and take in its aroma, and he couldn't help but sigh.
This was Arena No.16 of the Celestial Flame Arena: Meadow.
The meadow of lush grass billowed with waves of green.
At the end of the green waves was a man clad entirely in black armor, his face obscured. Tendrils of black smoke leaked out from the cracks in the armor, indicating that his opponent was a demon.
"You are Tang Ran?" A deep voice came from behind the steel mask. "That guy with one divine sword and two ultimate-grade art relics?"
"Tang Ran" was the pseudonym Tang Jie had registered to the arena under.
Although he didn't know that the Blood River Lord was looking all over for him, he did know about the Blood River Lord's status in this domain, so he naturally didn't use his original name.
Tang Jie looked at the metal mask man and said, "You are Yuan Lian?"
Yuan Lian was a rather famous Blood Hand.
As a Blood Hand, he had a record of 95 battles and 95 victories, not a single loss.
There was no doubt that this was someone who considered the Blood Hand level to be just a formality. He was making his way to Asura, or even God Killer.
In comparison, Tang Jie had taken part in 31 battles, with 25 wins and 6 losses, far from being at Yuan Lian's level.
When Yuan Lian appeared, the crowd erupted in cheers, a sign of his popularity.
Yuan Lian laughed. "You've got rotten luck running into me. Hand over your sword and I'll spare your life!"
Tang Jie shook his head. "This is the arena, not a platform of life or death. Perhaps you can win, but you can't kill me."
Yuan Lian declared, "You're wrong! If I want you to die, you wi
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