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"Is there any reward for winning?" Zhang Heng saw that the referee took a sign with 2000 million from the audience and handed it to Hua Qianyu.

"There is a reward. If you win a game, you will be given 20 yuan. If you can win consecutively, you will be given more." Sun Wenyi explained to Zhang Heng.

"I want to go down and try it out." Zhang Heng said to Sun Wenyi with interest.

"Of course it's okay, but your cultivation base doesn't match your strength." Sun Wenyi said with some embarrassment.

Zhang Heng is still at the peak of the upper copper level at level 39, but Zhang Heng's real combat power is absolutely invincible at level 39. Even the strong players at the lower silver level are not Zhang Heng's opponents.

"That's easy to say, report to me for the battle at the beginning of the Silver Realm." Zhang Heng said with a smile.

"Hey hey, okay, Aiqin, you can go and sign up for Zhang Heng now, with a cultivation level of 39, but sign up for him at level 40-43 for the battle at the lower silver level." Sun Wenyi smiled and said to the waiter beside him.

Hearing Sun Wenyi's words, the waiter went out to sign up for Zhang Heng. The God of War Arena is still very efficient.

After a while, Zhang Heng's name appeared on the big screen, "Zhang Heng, a level 39 superhuman, vs. level 41 Iron Fist Pei Yuankong".

"Iron Fist Pei Yuankong has won three consecutive victories. He is a dark horse that has just appeared in the arena. No one who has fought against him has ever been able to withstand his three punches. His strength is very strong."

"I've also watched Pei Yuankong's fight. His pair of iron fists are really strong, but who is this man named Zhang Heng? His cultivation has just reached the peak of the Upper Bronze Realm, so how could he be Pei Yuankong's opponent."

"Who knows what kind of tricks the arena wants to do, it is possible that this man named Zhang Heng is a genius who can leapfrog fights."

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While everyone in the audience was discussing, Zhang Heng had already come out of the private room and stepped onto the huge arena. The arena was made of a special alloy, which was very strong and could withstand the battle of the lower silver-level powerhouses.

When Zhang Heng stepped onto the ring, Zhang Heng's opponent, Pei Yuankong, known as the Iron Fist, also came to the ring.

"I really don't understand what the arena wants to do. Do you want me to simply win four consecutive victories and get a generous bonus?" Pei Yuankong touched his short inch and looked at Zhang Heng with obvious contempt. .

"I give you a suggestion, be serious and pay attention to your opponent, otherwise you may be dismissed by me soon." Zhang Heng said to Pei Yuankong who obviously despised him.

"Hehe, boy, aren't you afraid that the wind will flash your tongue when you say this?" Pei Yuankong said with a sneer

"Go ahead, use your strongest strength." Zhang Heng didn't intend to talk nonsense, and said directly and neatly.

Seeing Zhang Heng's inattentive look, Pei Yuankong was very angry, feeling that he was being provoked, and immediately rushed towards Zhang Heng with a loud shout and raised his fist.

"Iron Wall Fist." Pei Yuankong's entire fist turned pale silver, and hit Zhang Heng's head with the sound of breaking through the air.

Zhang Heng clenched his fist with five fingers, did not use his own abilities, and only relied on physical strength to collide with Pei Yuankong's fist. Then Zhang Heng stood still, and Pei Yuankong was shocked back several steps.

Seeing this result, the extremely noisy auditorium immediately fell silent. They thought that Zhang Heng might be seriously injured by Pei Yuankong's iron fist, but they never expected that Zhang Heng would have the upper hand.

"Yes, Pei Yuankong can be repelled with only physical strength. Zhang Heng's strength has improved a lot in the past year." Sun Wenyi said in a very appreciative tone.

On the ring, Pei Yuankong shook his sore arm and looked at the relaxed Zhang Heng in shock.

"Come again." After speaking, Pei Yuankong clenched his fists again, and rushed towards Zhang Heng with steady and powerful steps. Zhang Heng would not refuse anyone who came, and blasted towards Pei Yuankong with a strong bear fist.

It can be clearly seen that a violent earth black bear condensed from Zhang Heng's fist, and rushed towards Pei Yuankong very domineeringly. This is a move of the third level of Xingyiquan.

After Pei Yuankong dealt with Zhang Heng's earth black bear with great difficulty, he saw a green-winged goshawk rushing towards him. Before Pei Yuankong could react, he was knocked down by Zhang Heng's third-level Xingyiquan Yingxing.

At this time, the audience was completely silent, and everyone was shocked by Zhang Heng's powerful fighting power. The 39th-level Zhang Heng defeated the 41st-level Iron Fist Pei Yuankong with only three moves.

The referee stepped onto the ring and announced Zhang Heng's victory. To the referee's surprise, Zhang Heng didn't step off the stage directly, but asked him, "Can you continue to arrange opponents for me?"

The referee originally wanted to refuse, because no one has ever fought consecutively in the God of War Arena, but at this time, a voice came from the VIP room where Sun Wenyi was.

"You can continue, arrange an opponent for him." The referee glanced at the source of the voice, and then went down to arrange an opponent for Zhang Heng.

Zhang Heng was still assigned a level 41 superhuman in the second round of the God of War Arena, but this person had already won seven consecutive victories, but this person lost to Zhang Heng again without accident.

After the second round, Zhang Heng still didn't step down, so the third opponent was arranged by the God of War Arena again. In this way, after defeating nine people in succession, Zhang Heng was still not flushed or out of breath, and looked as usual.

At this time, the entire Arena of God of War has exploded, and everyone is inquiring about this young man who appeared out of nowhere, although his cultivation base is only level 39, he has amazing combat power.

Finally, after winning nine consecutive victories, Zhang Heng said to the referee: "Arrange me the last opponent, it's better to be stronger, otherwise it's too simple and meaningless."

Hearing Zhang Heng's words, no one thought that Zhang Heng was talking big, because Zhang Heng's previous nine opponents did not cost Zhang Heng too much strength, including Hua Qianyu, who had won nine consecutive victories, as Zhang Heng's ninth opponent. It was defeated by Zhang Heng.

Just as everyone was expecting, Zhang Heng's tenth opponent stepped onto the ring. Seeing this person, not only the audience on the stage were shocked, Zhang Heng was also a little surprised.

This is a young man with a particularly burly figure. The bulging muscles of his arms look particularly scary. When Zhang Heng looked at the person opposite, this person also looked at Zhang Heng.

"Long time no see, Zhang Heng." The burly man greeted Zhang Heng with a smile.

"Long time no see, Shi Yan." Zhang Heng also responded with a smile.

"One year has passed, and you are still so perverted." Shi Yan said sincerely.

"It's not bad. The main reason is that the people in front have mediocre fighting power and no special abilities, so they can win so easily." Zhang Heng commented on the nine opponents in front of him.