Chapter 816: The First Battle

There was a heated discussion among the public.

They wondered why the supreme masters of their Sect would accept such three Life-and-Death Arena. Was it really, as the masters of the Demon Clan said, because they intended to sacrifice the three martial masters from Snow Province to appease and compensate the Deman Clan for the fact that Song Que, Gu Xing'er and Dao Qingcheng slaughtered those masters of the Blood-sampling Peak?

However, could this appeasement policy bring back peace and dignity for the Human Clan?

Dao Qingcheng was also in the crowd.

With a slightly pale face, he was not fully recovered. He was holding a long blue saber in his arms, and the blade was rustling in the wind.

Today, he didn't regret making a scene in the House of Wine.

It was just death.

"If those supreme masters of the Human Clan determined to sacrifice lives and blood of the warriors in the sect to appease the Demon Clan, then let me be the sacrifice. There was nothing scary about death. However, it was just that this behavior was beneath the sect's dignity. Throughout history, the land people lived on could only be secured by swords and blood. If one kept surrendering, he would only end being exterminating. Didn't those supreme masters who had gone through so many years understand these simple principles?" Dao Qingcheng thought.

Dao Qingcheng heard the discussion from the warriors of the Human Clan.

He saw a young and familiar face.

Dao Qingcheng recalled that when he made a scene in the House of Wine that day, it was this strange young man who was a little nervous but followed him closely with a group of warriors of the Human Clan. Although this man didn't help him, he could notice that he was a hot-blooded nice man who at least had the awareness of fighting and was never afraid of the Demon Clan.

Despite that the young man only had mediocre strength, Dao Qingcheng was keen on his guts and loyalty.

If men in the Human Clan were all hot-blooded like him, why should people worry about its prosperity?

Dao Qingcheng leaned over and heard the young man was saying something impassionedly-

"Who says we don't have a chance to win? Don't forget that Ding Hao is back. He is the legend of martial arts. Huh huh, as long as Ding Hao goes to fight, we will definitely win," the young man was thrilled. Obviously, he was Ding Hao's admirer.

"Jin, what you said makes sense, but don't forget that the rule is two out of three in the Life-and-Death Arena. The Saber and Sword Addict is just one person, so he can win at most one round. Who else in Snow Province can fight in the rest two rounds? Therefore, we will still lose in the end!"

"That's right. Unless Ding Hao wins two rounds, but that is too hard."

"It's not difficult but impossible because one person can only fight once. Even if Ding Hao can win three battles, he can only participate in one round and win one battle."

"Alas, there is no chance of winning!"

The crowd sighed.

The young man called Ah Jin blushed and said, "Everything is possible. We can't be so pessimistic. What's more, the three rounds of life-and-death Arena were decided by our supreme masters. Their wisdom and courage are beyond our imagination? They must have their own reason. I believe those supreme masters who have protected the Human Clan for tens of thousands of years will never let us down."

Hearing this, Dao Qingcheng was slightly startled.

Although many people were dismissive of Ah Jin's speculation, for some reason, Dao Qingcheng suddenly felt his words perhaps made some sense.

"Is there really any mystery in it?" Dao Qingcheng thought.

Right at this moment...

"You're right. Don't be pessimistic blindly before the worst comes. Who says that there are no top masters in the Human Clan of Snow Province?" A familiar voice suddenly sounded.

Dao Qingcheng was stunned and immediately looked back in disbelief.

A handsome young man in a cyan shirt was in his sight. Dao Qingcheng didn't know when this young man was in the crowd. He was standing beside Ah Jin and said with a smile, "Brother Ah Jin, I have no idea which sect you are from, but It's admirable that you have such deep insight."

Ah Jin was instantly thrilled when he noticed someone agreed with him, and he said, "Big Brother, you're too courteous. I'm only a rogue cultivator who doesn't belong to any sect. Those words were just said in a fit of anger. Please forgive me."

Dao Qingcheng's eyes lit up.

He had already recognized this young man in a cyan shirt.

Although it had been more than three years since they met last time, he didn't change at all over the past three years. He was still as gentle and modest as before and even looked a little younger and more handsome.

Dao Qingcheng was at the point of speaking something when the young man in cyan looked up at him with a smile and shook his head gently.

Dao Qingcheng was startled for a moment, then immediately understood. He nodded and said nothing.

At that moment, this vigorous and fierce leader of the Chopping Sun City was determined and had no worries.

The man who appeared in the crowd was surely Ding Hao.

After organizing everything in the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect, he rushed to Mirror Lake early in the morning.

With Ding Hao's current strength and status, he was completely qualified to be in the sitting area for sect leaders of the Human Clan superpowers. However, he obviously did not want to be watched by everyone like a panda, so he sneaked out after saying goodbye to the sect leaders.

Ding Hao heard a lot of discussions when mixing in the crowds. Now he finally had some understanding of the opinions of these backbone martial artists.

The majority of people, like those on the continent, were pessimistic about the future of the Human Clan.

However, Ding Hao just listened to them and did not comment.

It had been three years since he appeared in the public in Snow Province, so most people had known the legend of Snow Province-Saber and Sword Addict for a long time, but they did not know what he looked like and didn't recognize him. Until he heard the words from Ah Jin, Ding Hao resonated with him and could not help but say a few words.

Ah Jin was extremely excited to encounter a person with the same opinion as him. They chatted for a while.

Apparently, Ah Ding didn't recognize that the person in front of him was Ding Hao, the Saber and Sword Addict who he worshiped day and night.

"Little brother, can we win the Life-and-Death Arena today?" Asked Ah Jin after he noticed Ding Hao had an extraordinary temperament.

Ding Hao smiled and said, "It's hard to say, maybe 50-50. If we can grasp the opportunity, we still have a chance to win."

Before he finished his words, an ear-piercing voice drifted over and said disdainfully, "Young man, you are too confident. A 50-50 chance? I'm afraid that the Human Clan doesn't have a 20% chance of winning... I have no idea what those big shots are thinking to accept this losing battle. It's all because of that guy named Dao Qingcheng wh overestimated his own abilities to provoke the Blood-sampling Peak..."

Ding Hao turned around and looked. The speaker was a tall and thin young man in black, with a proud look on his face.

"What are you looking at? Am I wrong? Hum, to account for this matter, we should just send the people of the Chopping Sun City to the Demon Clan. But now, it matters the dignity of our clan. Once we lose the battle in the arena, we will be greatly humiliated. What's worse, the Human Clan will be at a disadvantage in the alliance," the tall and thin young man in black said arrogantly like a wise man who had fully seen through the current situation.

Surprisingly, his words were supported by some people.

Ah Jin was angry and said, "What are you talking about? By handing over our compatriots and letting the Deman Clan slaughter them, can we restore the dignity of the sect? Although Chopping Sun City is just a small sect in Snow Province, it has the courage and blood to fight against the Demon Clan. That's true dignity."

"Hum, that's brute courage which doesn't deserve praising. The Luck and general trend of the Human Clan were all ruined by this reckless man," the young man in black said disdainfully.

Ding Hao glanced at him, shook his head and said, "I'm afraid that some people don't even have brute courage. They only know how to boast and judge. If a real battle breaks out, they will be the first to run away."

Like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, the young man stamped his feet and said furiously, "Who are you talking about?"

Ding Hao did not say anything more.

Given his current strength and status, it was truly boring to argue with such a person.

However, the tall and thin young man in black thought that Ding Hao was afraid and said with a sneer, "I'm not afraid to tell you that I'm a core disciple of the Purple Spirit Sect. A few days ago, I had the honor of visiting the heads of the Blue Cloud Sect and the Martial Arts Sect with my leader. I know that all the super sects have lost hope for the three Life-and-Death Arena. Do you really think that there will be a miracle?"

When he showed his identity, many warriors around who did not know the truth believed him, and they quickly gathered around to inquire about the inside story.

The Purple Spirit Sect, with extraordinary strength, was a sect slightly above average in the Northern Region. Although it was inferior to top forces like the Blue Cloud Sect, it was simply a giant that people could only look up to when compared with the sects in Snow Province.

Ding Hao smiled slightly.

The Purple Spirit Sect once coveted the purple Dragon Qi on the Back Mountain of the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect, so they besieged the mountain gate of the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect, but end up escaping in panic by Ding Hao's attack. Unexpectedly, the junior disciples of that sect were still so arrogant in the Snow Province.

Being surrounded by so many people, this young man's vanity was greatly satisfied. He proudly spoke out all kinds of false and true news, drawing waves of exclamations from the crowds. After a while, he glanced at Ding Hao and Ah Jin and said provocatively, "The supreme masters of the Human Clan and the super forces are setting up a big trap, so today's life-and-death arena is used as a sacrifice. Believe it or not, the participants from Snow Province are all very ordinary people. They are just there for show."

Before his voice died away-

The crowd was in a commotion.

In the distance, a black flowing light flashed and a surging Demon Aura came. The whole sky turned dark, and even the sun in the sky was blocked. A kind of oppressive pressure pervaded the air. Before the crowd could react, the Demon Aura and black clouds all over the sky suddenly condensed like a whale sucking in water, falling toward the golden fighting ring in the War God Square. In the end, it turned into a burly man in black armor with two greasy and ferocious horns on the head.