Jiang Ping An knows that it is impossible to kill people in Holy Land.
The arena is surrounded by strong men. It is impossible to kill Zhuo Shan here.
However, within the limited Rules, you can teach Zhuo Shan a lesson and make Zhuo Shan pay a certain price.
Fighting in this arena is a good choice.
Jiang Ping An walked to the edge of the ring and joined the spectators, holding their arms together and showing an arrogant attitude.
"This is called fighting. What bullshit. It's no different from fighting with a stupid pig, especially that guy with scales all over his body. His fighting skills are like a piece of shit."
Zhuo Shan on the stage stiffened when he heard the ridicule.
But he was in the middle of a battle and ignored it, concentrating on fighting his opponent.
Jiang Ping An continued to taunt Zhuo Shan: "Why are you retreating? Why are you so coward? Go up and fuck him!"
"Try hard! I hit people with my fists, but they don't even react. Oh, what a waste. It makes people angry just to see you!"
"It's embarrassing and conspicuous. This guy is so weak. How dare he get on the ring?"
Harsh mocking sounds echoed around.
Verbal taunting, an ability that even mortals can master, can also work on high-level gods.
Some people think that high-level gods are flexible and have a tough heart. They don't react when they are scolded, and they don't care about being scolded.
This is completely a misunderstanding.
The higher the status, the more concerned about face.
If some people think that high-level gods don't care about being scolded, why doesn't anyone scold the strong in front of them?
Because the weak also know that if they are scolded in person, they will be slapped to death by the strong.
However, when a strong person kills a weak person, there is really no disturbance in his heart.
Unless someone is insulting someone stronger, an ordinary strong person will pretend to ignore it.
If ordinary people dare to scold the strong, they are simply living impatiently.
As long as the ridicule is in place, anyone will be angered.
What's more, when Jiang Ping An was swearing, he also used <Soul Disorder Art> to secretly affect Zhuo Shan's emotions.
Zhuo Shan was obviously affected by this kind of taunting, and made frequent mistakes in the battle.
However, Zhuo Shan is after all an old guy who has lived for a long time, and his combat skills and experience are exceptionally outstanding.
Even anger and occasional mistakes did not have much impact on this battle.
A sturdy man over three meters tall squeezed through the crowd and stood in front of Jiang Ping An.
The man exuded explosive power, his huge eyes looked down at Jiang Ping An, and his fleshy face was filled with coldness:
"Boy, shut up your bad mouth. If it affects my junior brother's battle, be careful to make you look good!"
The aura of Middle Lord God realm is vaguely visible on his body.
Jiang Ping An raised his eyes with no fear on his face, "Who is your junior brother?"
"The person you are scolding is my junior brother." The strong Zheng Xionghan spoke angrily.
"Oh, I'm sorry. It turns out that people watching the battle can't comment on the battle in the ring. I'll just shut up and stop talking about that loser."
Jiang Ping An said he was sorry, but there was no apology on his face.
"You..."
Zheng Xionghan really wants to smash the head of the person in front of him into his chest with one fist.
But this is Holy Land, and he doesn't dare to do this.
In Holy Land, any private fighting, especially mutual fighting, is prohibited. Once discovered, the consequences will be extremely serious.
Zheng Xionghan narrowed his eyes, "You are so crazy. You have the guts to compete with me in the ring to see if your strength is as powerful as your mouth!"
Most Body Refining people have a bad temper because of Blood Qi.
Holy Land is not allowed to fight in private, but you can fight in officially authorized arenas.
It's just that you need to pay money to compete in the ring.
Jiang Ping An curled his lips, "You, a Middle Lord God level expert, actually want to compete with me, a Ninth Level God King, how shameless."
"Ninth Level God King?"
Zheng Xionghan was even more annoyed when he learned that Jiang Ping An's cultivation level was so low. "A low-level trash like you, what qualifications do you have to judge my junior brother?"
Jiang Ping An said calmly, "Although my cultivation level is low, it is enough to deal with that idiot junior brother of yours. If you don't believe me, you can wait for him to come down and compete with me."
Even though Zhuo Shan has broken through to the Lower Lord God state, Jiang Ping An is not afraid.
"Okay, okay, arrogant guy, just stand here and don't leave. Wait for my junior brother to come down, and let my junior brother teach you a lesson for this ignorant guy!"
Zheng Xionghan couldn't control the anger in his heart, and he didn't know what was going on. He was particularly angry today.
I wish I could kill this guy in front of me.
When Jiang Ping An saw that his goal was achieved, he stopped talking, held his chest and waited quietly for Zhuo Shan's battle to end.
In the ring, the battle between Zhuo Shan and his opponent is coming to an end.
The people who came from the Order God Realm to Divine Ruins Holy Land are all very old.
These people, in terms of combat experience, far surpass the gods of the same level as Holy Land.
When the levels of Divine Art are not much different, their combat power is relatively high.
It didn't take long for Zhuo Shan's opponent to be beaten until he vomited blood and resigned.
Referee next to the ring announced Zhuo Shan's victory.
A smile appeared on Zheng Xionghan's face, but because his face was full of flesh, the smile looked a bit ferocious.
He lowered his head and looked at Jiang Ping An, "Idiot, have you seen how strong my junior brother is? Let me tell you, my junior brother has reached the standard of excellence among the newcomers First Trial. You don't want to run away. You must let my junior brother give you a good beating."
"So what?"
Jiang Ping An is fearless.
Seeing his indifferent look, Zheng Xionghan became furious and shouted to Zhuo Shan on the stage:
"Junior brother, teach this guy a lesson too!"
Zhuo Shan on the stage mobilized Blood Qi, the sweat on his body evaporated, and his cold eyes turned to Jiang Ping An.
At this moment, Jiang Ping An did not use his original appearance, and Zhuo Shan did not recognize his identity.
But Zhuo Shan knew that this was the person who had been scolding him in the audience just now.
Zhuo Shan vaguely noticed something was wrong.
The other party calls himself Ninth Level God King, but dares to challenge him, a strong person in the Lower Lord God realm. He obviously has something to rely on.
Otherwise it would be impossible to do this.
He guessed that the other party was probably trying to provoke him deliberately, just to fight him.
Although I don't know the other party's true purpose, my instinct tells Zhuo Shan that it's best not to agree.
Zhuo Shan turned his attention to senior brother Zheng Xionghan: "Senior brother, junior brother, I'm a little tired today, so I won't fight."
Although he had an inexplicable anger in his heart and wanted to trample the opponent's head under his feet, anger was still anger and he could not let his anger go to his head.
Jiang Ping An narrowed his eyes. The other party was not dominated by emotions. He was very cautious and refused to fight.
This is not possible.
There must be a fight today.
The next moment, he changed back to his original appearance.
White hair fluttering, purple-gold eyes, and a stern face.
"Jiang Ping An!!"
Zhuo Shan didn't expect to meet Jiang Ping An here.
Since the last time he saw Jiang Ping An in Holy Land Square, he speculated that Lord of Order was probably resurrected by Jiang Ping An.
He clearly killed this Jiang Ping An with his own hands and read its soul memory.
I thought the other person was dead, but they met again.
This made Zhuo Shan guess that it was probably something left by Lord of Order that saved Jiang Ping An, otherwise the other party would not have survived and came to Dao Emperor Divine Domain.
It was this damn Jiang Ping An that resurrected Lord of Order, causing him to spend all his family savings and quickly run to Dao Emperor Divine Domain to avoid danger.
Enemies are extremely jealous when they meet.
Both of their eyes were filled with murderous intent.
If it weren't for Holy Land being unable to fight, the two of them would have definitely killed each other.
Zhuo Shan stared at Jiang Ping An with a gloomy expression. "Has your Origin recovered?"
While at Holy Land Plaza, he learned that Jiang Ping An Origin was damaged.
Now that the other party is actively provoking him, it is likely that Origin has recovered.
"Origin has not recovered, but it is more than enough to deal with you."
Jiang Ping An's tone showed no emotion.
Zhuo Shan looked disdainful. "Origin wants to deal with me even before he has recovered? Are you worthy?"
"Whether you are worthy or not, you will know in one match? You destroyed me Immortal Realm, killed my relatives, and I will collect some interest from you today!"
Jiang Ping An can hardly suppress the anger in his heart.
Zhuo Shan smiled ferociously, "It's a pity that I don't know what happened today, otherwise I would have arrested your relatives and raised them as playthings."
"Since you want to compete with me, then I'll let you do it! Come up here!"
Zhuo Shan also wants to teach Jiang Ping An a lesson.
Referee, who was next to the ring, saw that the two seemed to have a grudge, and reminded:
"This arena prohibits killing, and it is a physical combat arena. The use of high-level Divine Weapon and magic medicine is prohibited."
"Once you violate the rules, you will be kicked out of the training room, or handed over to the Law Enforcement Hall Judgment!"
"In addition, you have to pay a fee to participate in the arena battle."
After Jiang Ping An paid the money, he stepped onto the ring. Looking at Zhuo Shan so close at hand, his whole body was shaking uncontrollably.
He had waited too long for this day.