Chapter 120 Strict Rules

The sudden change caused the Wujian Arena to fall into silence for a moment. A certain mechanism on the bronze arena was activated, and the inscriptions flashed, instantly imprisoning Bai Donglin in place.

A light shield composed of countless diamonds enveloped the bronze arena, isolating it from the outside world.

"Bijian! Ah! You bastard! I want you to pay with your life!"

Zi Jiu's face was filled with rage, as if he had just reacted. He raised his hand and waved it, and countless purple tentacles entwined with each other and rotated towards Bai Donglin. The speed was so fast that even a crack was created in the space.

Bai Donglin had regained his composure at this time and did not resist. He watched Zi Jiu's performance with cold eyes.

Ding! With a loud noise, the diamond-shaped light shield above the bronze arena glowed slightly, but it was extremely tough, and it took Zi Jiu's attack without even a shake.

"That's enough Zijiu!"

Deputy Peak Master Lin waved his sleeves and defeated Zi Jiu's second attack. He said to Zi Jiu with an unpleasant expression: "This is my Jidao Holy Sect. You are so presumptuous. Do you want to stay here forever?"

Zi Jiu's expression changed drastically, and he waved his sleeves to suppress the violently surging energy in his body. With a gloomy face, he said loudly with an angry voice:

"Lin Yun, you from the Jidao Holy Sect must give us from the Shenxue Holy Sect an explanation!"

“Bikan was the most outstanding disciple of the Holy Blood Sect this year. He had already broken through to the realm of magical powers at a young age. He was the future pillar of our sect. Now he died in your arena for no reason. If you don’t give us a reasonable explanation, our Holy Blood Sect will never let it go!”

"I believe the judge will make a fair decision!"

Zi Jiu's eyes were filled with anger. After he finished speaking, he bowed to the judge in the void and remained silent.

Lin Yun frowned. This was a troublesome matter. He was not afraid of Zi Jiu and the Divine Blood Holy Sect, but the judges of the Wujian Arena. They were a group of old antiques who valued the rules of the duel more than their lives! Although the Wujian Arena belonged to the Jidao Holy Sect, even the Holy Sect had no right to interfere in the duel rules and fair and just judgments. It had a very high degree of autonomy.

However, there was something strange about today's incident. The old man Zijiu decided on the "stop when enough" rule of the game right when he arrived. This made him suspect that they had been planning something from the beginning.

At this moment, several thoughts suddenly descended from the void, silently watching the people in the Hell Arena. It was obvious that this matter had alarmed the top leaders of the Holy Sect.

Then ripples appeared in the void space, and a man in a black robe and a black jade mask on his face walked out.

"Master Minkong! Why are you here?"

The big man wearing a bronze mask on his face hurried forward and saluted respectfully.

"I will handle this matter."

"Yes, Master Minkong!"

Minkong nodded slightly, and his dark eyes swept over Lin Yun and Zi Jiu. The two of them felt a chill in their hearts and bowed quickly.

"Come here, everyone. The Wuxian Arena will naturally make a fair and just judgment and will never favor anyone."

The two men hurried forward and stood behind Minkong with their hands hanging down. Minkong waved his hand gently, and the space around Bai Donglin slightly distorted, and then he appeared next to everyone in an instant.

"Disciple greets you, sir!" Bai Donglin bowed respectfully.

"Well, don't be nervous little one, I will find out the whole story."

"Thank you, sir!"

Min Kong pinched the magic formula with one hand, and then the space of the entire Hell Arena began to change violently. Countless pictures flashed by, as if time was flowing backwards, and the picture returned to the time when everyone had just entered the Hell Arena.

Everyone in the Hell Arena held their breath and stared carefully at the scenes that had just happened.

Zi Jiu confirmed the rules of the competition and the referee announced the start. One battle after another flashed by quickly, until the final competition between Bai Donglin and Bi Jian. The scene stopped abruptly when Bi Jian was punched into blood foam.

The picture then zoomed in and repeated backwards, repeating the moment when Bikan was killed over and over again.

Countless images flashed in Minkong's dark eyes, and he could see clearly the details of the battle, the energy fluctuations, the aura of thoughts, etc.

"Little guy, did you use soul attack at the end?"

Bai Donglin's face changed and his heart sank slightly. The soul attack that Bikan used at the end did cause fluctuations in his soul, but he did not carry out a soul attack.

But the soul is a very mysterious and hidden thing. The soul auras of the two people intersected with each other at that time. It is impossible to explain it now even if you have a mouth. At least it seems that this adult could not tell them apart.

"Sir! I did not use any soul attack at that time. It was Bikan's soul that automatically disintegrated. It had nothing to do with me!"

"This is sheer nonsense! Are you saying that our Bikan committed suicide? Hahaha, this is ridiculous!"

"Who knows? Maybe this guy who doesn't want the sickle doesn't want to live anymore?"

Bai Donglin pursed his lips slightly. Zi Jiu, this old dog, actually dared to plot against him. No matter what his purpose was, this old dog was already on his kill list.

"you……"

Zi Jiu's eyes were filled with anger. He pointed at Bai Donglin and didn't know what to say for a moment. Then he could only glare at Bai Donglin fiercely and said to Min Kong Gongshou: "Sir! Since you have doubts, why not read his soul memory directly? Then the truth will naturally come out!"

"Old dog! You're looking for death!"

Bai Donglin's eyes were cold, and terrifying murderous intent gushed out. His memory was his biggest secret and his biggest bottom line. Anyone who wanted to spy on it would only end up dead! His soul had long been covered with countless secret pattern prohibition formations. Anyone who wanted to spy on it would only end up with his soul being annihilated. The other party would never be able to spy on any of his secrets! Boom! It was Minkong who made the move. With a wave of his hand, Zijiu was slammed hard on the dark metal wall like a cannonball, leaving a deep human-shaped mark.

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Puff! Blood gushed out of Zijiu's body, his bones were broken, his breath suddenly became weak, and he was almost killed by Minkong's casual attack.

"Humph! You people of the Divine Blood are so bold that you dare to use my Infernal Arena!"

"Although I don't know what your purpose is, I have to say that you did it."

Bai Donglin's heart sank again when he heard this. Damn it, they are indeed a bunch of stubborn old antiques. They insist on the so-called rules even though they know they are being used.

After Mingkong finished speaking, his thoughts collided and communicated with the many thoughts in the void. After a moment, he spoke again: "After the unified judgment of the twelve 'Wujian Judges', the verdict is as follows."

"The new disciple Bai Donglin accidentally killed Bijian, a disciple of the Holy Blood Sect, under the 'stop when you're done' rule of the Wujian Arena. However, there may be a hidden story behind this, so the punishment has been reduced and Bai Donglin has been sentenced to five years of reflection in the 'Black Prison'!"

"Elder Zi Jiu of the Holy Blood Sect intentionally used the Wujian Arena to exploit loopholes in the rules. He can escape death but cannot escape punishment for life. I sentence him to be stripped of his cultivation and his life source destroyed!"

After Minkong finished speaking, he raised his hand and pointed. A thick black beam of light instantly pierced through Zijiu. The cultivation that Zijiu had worked so hard to cultivate was cut off in an instant, and the blazing light of the origin of life was also shattered and completely extinguished, and he became a mortal!

"No!"

Zi Jiu roared to the sky and let out a cry of fear. In an instant, his hair turned white, and his skin was filled with wrinkles and age spots, as if he would die in the next moment.

Mingkong waved his hand again, and many disciples of the Divine Blood Holy Sect and Zi Jiu were moved out of the Extreme Dao Holy Sect.

"Little guy, although I know that it was Zi Jiu who plotted against you, the rules of the Wuxian Arena cannot be changed. I can only let you down."

"Don't worry, there are people from our sect stationed in the Black Prison who will take care of you. It's only five years, and it will pass in the blink of an eye."

"I will spare Zijiu's life. You will have the chance to take revenge on your own later!"

Damn! For you old monsters, five years is just a nap, but I'm still a newbie! I haven't even been practicing for five years!

Bai Donglin was speechless, but compared to Zi Jiu's fate, his punishment was indeed not severe. He just regarded it as a vacation. After all, practicing anywhere was not practicing. So he bowed respectfully and said, "Thank you, sir!"

Minkong nodded slightly, and then his figure disappeared. The disciples on the stands then began to whisper to each other, most of them standing up for Bai Donglin. After all, Bai Donglin was standing up for the sect, which led to the current consequences.

Lin Yun floated in the void and began to command everyone to withdraw from the Hell Arena.

Bai Donglin could only follow the bronze-masked judge silently and wait for him to send him to the Black Prison.

I'm really sorry to all the readers. The author is a bit stiff in changing the map here. I have realized my mistake and will learn from it and try to correct it in the future! (；′⌒`) 　　 　 (End of this chapter)