NOVPUB"Thank you for the reminder, but I want to try."
Su Changkong said.
Su Changkong had come here specifically to experience the Hall of Hundred Battles Array, and now that Leng An had challenged him to a bet, with the loser paying ten taels of Primordial Liquid and also shouldering the cost of using the Hall of Hundred Battles Array, Su Changkong was naturally eager to do so, for the chance to earn some Primordial Liquid.
When Su Changkong agreed to bet against Leng An, many spectators couldn’t help but turn their gaze toward him, as someone had already warned him of Leng An’s formidable strength—yet he still dared to accept?
If he wasn’t a fool, that implied he had confidence in his own strength!
"Interesting... Could this youth in black be a Saint Warrior from a major clan or a top sect?"
"Cultivating on one’s own to enter the Saint realm has much greater potential than entering through the fusion of a Divine Seed, but Leng An is no ordinary warrior at the first level of the Saint realm!"
The Saint Warriors within the Hall of Hundred Battles all showed a trace of intrigue in their eyes, their interest piqued—did this young man really have the courage to agree to a betting fight? Could he really defeat Leng An?
Su Changkong’s forthright acceptance made Leng An pause briefly, and he quickly added, "No Divine Artifacts allowed, we rely solely on our own strength to fight!"
Leng An feared that Su Changkong might bring some powerful Divine Artifact or Exotic Treasure, which could skew the balance of victory, hence he prohibited the use of Divine Weapons and Divine Armor.
"Fine," Su Changkong agreed readily.
"Good! Straightforward!"
With that, Leng An smiled showing his teeth, now more at ease.
As long as it was a battle between those at the first level of the Saint realm, Leng An was confident that very few could defeat him, the product of hundreds of years of cultivation, even if they hailed from great clans or sects.
The elder in green robes had a calm expression. His eyes swept over Su Changkong, making Su Changkong feel as if he were being scrutinized, with even the Mysterious Turtle Divine Seed within him naturally resisting. Su Changkong knew the elder was probing his realm and, therefore, did not use the Turtle Breath Technique’s Concealment to resist.
Sure enough, after a moment, the elder in green robes said, "He has three Divine Seeds within him, two without Divine Patterns, indeed at the first level of the Saint realm."
Inside Su Changkong were the Beast of the Evil Emperor, the Mysterious Turtle, and the Turning Stone into Gold Divine Seed, but he had not yet refined and integrated the latter two, which only served to enhance his strength as auxiliary measures; his fundamental level was at the first level of the Saint realm by virtue of a single Divine Seed.
Under the authentication of the elder in green, Leng An completely let down his guard, knowing the other was at the same level as himself, simply at the first level of the Saint realm. Without any further ado, Leng An said, "Then, let’s enter the formation!"
Leng An was the first to approach one of the two focal points of the Hall of Hundred Battles Array and sat down cross-legged.
Seeing that the Hall of Hundred Battles Array resembled a Tai Chi Diagram, Su Changkong also entered it and sat down cross-legged at the focal point opposite Leng An.
Meanwhile, the distant elder in green robes said, "This battle, you can choose to make it public or keep it private."
If made public, everyone else in the Hall of Hundred Battles could view the specific details of the battle through a light screen. If kept private, it would be like Peng Yong’s recent fight with Leng An, where outsiders could only see two blurry silhouettes on the light screen, unable to discern the details of the combat.
The onlooking crowd naturally wanted Su Changkong and Leng An to make their fight public for a satisfying view, but Leng An, without any hesitation, said, "Private!"
Leng An didn’t want outsiders studying his techniques, so he chose to keep it private.
Su Changkong didn’t want others to have the chance to study his abilities, so he also said, "Private."
"Stingy."
Many in the Hall of Hundred Battles muttered, but they also knew that if it were them sparring with someone inside the hall, they too wouldn’t choose to make it public; nobody’s a fool, and everyone has something to hide.
"The Hall of Hundred Battles Array is activated... Do not resist the power of the formation!"
The elder in green nodded and then activated the Hall of Hundred Battles Array.
"Buzz, buzz, buzz!"
Around the periphery of the Hall of Hundred Battles Array, a layer of light screen rose, sealing off the outside world.
"Hmm?"
At this moment, Su Changkong’s heart stirred. Sitting at the focal point of the formation, he felt a force invading, a force that induced drowsiness as if to fall into sleep.
Su Changkong knew this was the force of the Hall of Hundred Battles Array. He hesitated briefly but didn’t resist the drowsiness, confident that he could awaken instantly if there were an emergency with his capabilities.
As Su Changkong’s eyes closed, in the haze, it was as if he traversed time and space to arrive between mountains of nothingness, surrounded by towering trees and mountain peaks, much like the Savage mountain range.
Standing firm on the ground, he saw a person unsteadily standing opposite him—it was the tall and strong Leng An!
"So that’s how it is... This so-called Hall of Hundred Battles Array is like a Dream Dimension!"
Looking at his own hands, Su Changkong immediately understood, grasping the uniqueness of the Hall of Hundred Battles Array.
The Hall of Hundred Battles Array places both participants into a dreamlike state, connecting their dreams, then projects their Essence Qi Spirit avatars, just like wielding one’s own limbs.
Even if one were killed in the dream, it would only cause a certain level of damage to the Sea of Consciousness, which could be restored with some recuperation!
Seeing Su Changkong’s surprised look, Leng An laughed heartily and said, "I reacted the same way my first time in the Hall of Hundred Battles Array; with this dream space fashioned by the formation, we can fight without concerns in this dream dimension created by the array, where being killed doesn’t matter!"
Su Changkong nodded slightly, finding the Hall of Hundred Battles Array truly remarkable. However, it was indeed not as mysterious as the Mirror Heaven and Earth Great Divine Seed that could reflect everything; it was clearly at least an entire level below.
After all, the Hall of Hundred Battles Array was powered by Spiritual Energy and driven by a formation; reaching the level of Divine Skills was already quite impressive. As for reaching the level of Great Divine Power? That wasn’t so easy!
