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  Ma Yun's eyes were fixed intently on Lie Teng, with a hint of greed hidden in his gaze. Seeing that Lie Teng had not yet summoned his fantasy sword, Ma Yun felt a wave of disdain in his heart, but he instinctively maintained the necessary vigilance. When he was less than ten zhang away from Lie Teng, Ma Yun was like a lurking predator, crouching on a branch of a large tree. His divine sense swept across the surroundings, and after discovering that no one was around, his eyes flashed coldly. Suddenly, a small, palm-sized blue-green bow appeared in his left hand, while his right hand drew back the dark bowstring with an extremely slow speed, without making any sound. When the small bow was drawn to its fullest extent, a golden light aura emerged, transforming into a golden arrow that hovered on the blue-green bow. Ma Yun's eyes flickered, and he released his right hand, causing the golden arrow to shoot out with a sharp whistle, piercing through the air towards Lie Teng. At the same time, Ma Yun took a step forward, no longer holding back, his body moving agilely like a spirit monkey. With a wave of his right hand, a golden net shot out towards Lie Teng, expanding rapidly in the wind and covering an area of over a hundred meters within three breaths. A divine sword also appeared beside Ma Yun, shooting out towards Lie Teng with a fierce howl.

  Three moves in a row, with less than three breaths of time difference, and they are all precious artifacts. If Lie Teng hadn't been on guard, he might have been hit by the golden bow and arrow before he even had time to react, and then caught in the golden net. And finally, the spiritual sword would come to reap Lie Teng's life. Ma Yun is indeed an old hand at sneak attacks. In the Beast Arena for half a year, he has never clashed with anyone head-on, always attacking from behind, yet his success rate is over a dozen times. This also makes Ma Yun's sneak attack and ambush skills even more refined.

  Lieteng's heart skipped a beat as he felt the three attacks coming at him simultaneously. His mind racing, the pre-prepared Heaven Shield quickly enlarged and stood upright in the direction of the golden arrow's approach. The moment the shield appeared, the golden arrow shot onto it, producing a loud "boom" sound with sparks flying everywhere. Meanwhile, two hundred illusory swords flew out, heading towards the golden net above. Lieteng's body rapidly flew into the forest, dodging Ma Yun's final spiritual sword. With his feet empty, Lieteng wore a dark black battle armor, his black hair scattered over his shoulders, and his gaze fixed on Ma Yun's astonished face.

  Seeing Lie Tong dodge his attack like a flowing cloud, Ma Yun knew that his sneak attack had failed. However, he had already made up his mind and Lie Tong's cultivation was also at the Cong Dan level, so he didn't leave. He drew back the string of his qing se bow again, shooting arrow after arrow at Lie Tong. The golden net, controlled by Ma Yun's thoughts, actually managed to block Lie Tong's two hundred illusory swords. Finally, it quickly retracted and transformed into a beam of light that flew into Ma Yun's hand.

  Watching wave after wave of golden light rushing over, the Heaven-Defying Shield transformed into a ray of light to block in front, rapidly charging towards Ma Yun, Lie Teng's body behind the Heaven-Defying Shield.

  "What a powerful defensive shield!" Ma Yun's eyebrows were tightly locked, and he saw Lie Teng already within less than ten zhang away. He withdrew his Qingse small bow and turned to escape. In this battle, he had actually already lost. The young man in front of him not only had a powerful war armor but also such a shield, his chances of winning were already less than 50%, and even if he won, he would probably have to pay a price. In this Beast Arena, he did not want to pay the price to kill some cultivator, because that would put himself in a life-threatening crisis. Facing the Lingzhu (Soul Tool), Ma Yun valued his own life more.

  Suddenly, Ma Yun, who was flying forward at high speed, felt a chill coming from behind him. He instinctively turned his head and saw a gigantic palm, over one zhang tall, charging towards him with great momentum. The speed was so fast that it made Ma Yun's heart tremble with fear. As he looked ahead again, his face suddenly twitched, and the black swords that filled the sky in front of him formed a sword rain that came pouring down.

  "It's over!" Ma Yun's expression was dull, this small black sword instantly wrapped itself around him, there was no way to escape. In the moment he hesitated, a black palm directly slammed into his back.

  “Bang!” Ma Yun's body flew backwards, turning into an arc and heavily falling to the ground. Countless black swords were like a rain of swords pointing at Ma Yun, stopping only one inch away from him. Lie Teng slowly fell down, his eyes fixed on the severely injured Ma Yun. The power of the Soul Palm had undergone a huge change after reaching the Dan stage. At this time, ordinary first-level Dan practitioners would have exploded and died if they were not wearing battle armor or internal armor. But Ma Yun was clearly wearing internal armor. However, even so, he wouldn't be able to withstand it for long.

  Ma Yun's heart was torn apart, seeing countless sharp sword tips, he was certain that he would soon die. He felt his internal organs shifting, if not for the low-grade treasure armor defensive inner shell he wore, he would have been dead long ago. He had some regrets, if given another chance, he would never think of following Lie Teng again. With a regretful heart, he closed his eyes, never expecting that he still underestimated this young man.

  After a long time, Ma Yun did not feel any pain in his body. He trembled in his heart and slowly opened his eyes to see the sharp black sword tips. Ma Yun's heart trembled again, he swallowed hard and looked at the young man standing in front of him staring at himself. His wisdom from living over a hundred years told him that he still had hope for survival, or rather, this person wanted something from him. Thinking of this, Ma Yun forcibly calmed his fear and asked with a trembling voice: "What do you want?"

  "Hidden Breath Technique!" Lie Teng said calmly.

  Ma Yun took a deep breath and suppressed his inner excitement. He said in a low voice: "Okay, but you have to promise not to kill me afterwards."

  Ma Yun's request was within expectations, Lie Tong smiled and nodded slightly.

  Ma Yun finally breathed a sigh of relief, the severe pain in his body made him unable to sit up, so he had to lie down where he was, his eyes fixed on Lie Teng, saying: "Fellow Taoist, can you give me an elixir?"

  Lieteng's smile on his face suddenly disappeared, and his icy gaze stared at Ma Yun, shouting: "Do you want to wait for your cultivation to recover before telling me? Or do you want to wait until we leave this place before telling me? You have three breaths of time to say the mantra. Otherwise..." Hundreds of black swords advanced again by a thread.

  "Concentrate and hold your breath..." Ma Yun hastily said, at this moment he had no room for choice, hundreds of sharp swords were pointing at him, even if he spoke or not, it was impossible to save his own life. This kind of threat using the hidden breath technique only made him angrier, and the chances of survival would be even smaller.

  Ma Yun fluently spoke out the hidden technique, Lie Teng glanced at Ma Yun, silently reciting the incantation in his mind. Following the incantation's instructions, he gathered all his energy and within half an hour, a smile appeared on Lie Teng's lips. His energy was now under control, even the flow of his meridians had slowed down. He secretly admired the technique's wonder. Lie Teng looked at Ma Yun again, with cold glints flashing in his eyes. He didn't plan to let Ma Yun go; if he waited for Ma Yun to recover, who knows when he would launch a sneak attack for revenge? Lie Teng wouldn't leave any enemies behind. The two hundred illusory swords shook again, ready to strike, but were stopped by Ma Yun's shout: "Fellow cultivator, are you just entering the Beast Cage Arena? If so, give me a chance to finish speaking!" Ma Yun never thought Lie Teng would really let him go; in the cultivation world, oaths were like farting - no one took them seriously.

  Seeing the Phantom Sword hesitate for a moment, Ma Yun quickly said: "The Beast Arena is divided into four regions, and this forest region is the area with the least number of cultivators. There are three other areas: Desert, Wasteland, and Inferno! The desert and wasteland are places where cultivators kill each other, gathering many cultivators, while the inferno is a place where spiritual beasts roam freely. This Beast Arena requires constant vigilance, otherwise, one wrong step will lead to death without a burial ground." Ma Yun's words were extremely fast, fearing that if he slowed down even a little, he would be killed.

  "Is that all? Then give me a reason to live!" A sharp glint flashed in Lie Teng's eyes, he hadn't expected this Colosseum to be so complicated, and he also sensed something was off, this Colosseum wasn't as simple as he had imagined.

  "If you want to get out of here alive, then let's turn our enemies into friends. Otherwise, your chances of survival are less than five percent!" Ma Yun said this, his expression becoming serious.

  "Is that so?" Lie Teng sneered, just about to urge on his Illusory Sword, but upon hearing Ma Yun's next words, Lie Teng's face turned astonished.

  "The Beast Arena currently has several major sects' young masters and young patriarchs gathered, their strengths are not ordinary, and the spiritual instruments they possess are not inferior to mine, or even stronger! I'm familiar with their battle ranges, and together we can try our best to avoid them." Ma Yun said in a low voice, his eyes flashing with a hint of anxiety, as he slowly infused his spiritual power into a mid-grade treasure stored in his storage ring, accumulating the final blow. Meanwhile, he coldly smiled to himself, looking at Lie Teng's appearance, knowing that he was close to success, and this person in front of him was indeed a newcomer.

  "Bang bang bang!!" Nearly two hundred illusory swords shot towards Ma Yun like a storm of swords, causing his pupils to shrink rapidly. He was somewhat incredulous and didn't dare believe that Lie Teng would suddenly decide to kill him.

  "With one Mu Yun, there won't be a second." Lie Teng gazed coldly at Ma Yun, who was covered in scars, and said calmly. The last lesson from Mu Yun had made Lie Teng cautious, knowing that no one could truly know another person's heart, and anyone could deliver a fatal blow in a moment of crisis.

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