Chapter 153: Chapter 153

"Agreed." Zhao Letian nodded.

It was clear that this Young Master Ye was of the Royal Family, with an extremely noble status. His sole guarantee was actually sufficient. Both the Dong Family and the Chen Family were super-clans far surpassing the Wang Family in terms of influence. With Dong Chao and Chen Feiyu offering their guarantees, it was believed to be enough to deter the Wang Family, or at the very least, make them hesitate before taking any reckless action against him.

"Wang Zhao, did you not hear what the young master said? Take the Heavenly Dao Oath." Chen Feiyu immediately said to Wang Zhao.

"Fine, I swear upon the Heavenly Dao that I will not interfere with the battle between Zhao Letian and my brother Wang Yi, nor will I seek revenge afterward." Wang Zhao's eyebrows furrowed slightly, he hesitated for a moment, but ultimately nodded his head and took the Heavenly Dao Oath.

The Heavenly Dao Oath was incredibly binding. Once taken, it could not be broken lightly; otherwise, the consequences were dire. At best it could affect one's martial arts cultivation, at worst one could die and their path extinguished. Having taken the Heavenly Dao Oath, he truly could not interfere with the upcoming battle. Thus, if possible, he actually did not want to take the Heavenly Dao Oath. However, this was ordered by Young Master Ye, and he did not dare to disobey it, as the consequences would be equally severe, something the entire Wang Family could not afford.

"Now, can we start the battle?" After taking the Heavenly Dao Oath, Wang Zhao coldly looked at Zhao Letian.

"Agreed," Zhao Letian said indifferently, turning back to the stage and placing a bet with the more than thirty thousand Mid-Grade Essence Stones again, naturally still betting on his own victory.

"Quick, keep betting on the young master to win!"

Qin Hai showed an excited expression, betting all the Primordial Stones he had just earned, along with the original investment, on Zhao Letian. The Star Sea Five Tigers and others naturally followed suit.

At the same time, the crowd on the scene also began to place their bets. Like last time, there were fewer people betting on Zhao Letian and more betting on Wang Yi, because Wang Yi was already a famous genius with many brilliant achievements. Zhao Letian, however, had only defeated Hei Feng, and people still harbored doubts about his strength.

"Good, I didn't expect this country bumpkin to have some courage. To die at the hands of this young master, you can be proud of your life."

On the stage, the Array Formation Light Shield swiftly closed, Wang Yi looked at Zhao Letian with a cold eye, a cruel smile appearing on the corner of his mouth. From this moment, in his mind, Zhao Letian's life was already his, to torture and kill as he pleased.

"Annoying. Dragon Roar Nine Sword, strike!"

Zhao Letian couldn't be bothered with Wang Yi's nonsense, he drew his Spiritual Weapon Longsword with a flip of his hand and slashed out.

Instantly, five Dragon Roars burst forth, rushing straight towards Wang Yi.

"Soundwave attacks? Mental oppression? Hmph, Soul Suppressing Bell!"

Wang Yi immediately tensed, Zhao Letian's sword hadn't reached him when the Dragon Roar sound waves preemptively attacked his Divine Soul, suppressing his strength and making him vigilant. He hastily took out an ancient and exquisite bronze bell, floating above his head.

The next moment, the bronze bell shook lightly, emitting a profound, melodious bell sound. At the same time, ripples of sound visible to the naked eye spread out, not only weakening the power of the Dragon Roar sound waves but also heading straight towards Zhao Letian.

"A Spiritual Thought Attack Spiritual Artifact?"

Zhao Letian was taken aback. Such a special Spiritual Artifact was something he had never encountered before; it was extremely rare and hard to resist. He could only counter with his own Divine Thought Power.

In an instant, the sound waves of the Soul Suppressing Bell entered Zhao Letian's mind, causing a moment of confusion and a brief blank spell. Fortunately, his Divine Thought Power far exceeded those of his peers, and the next moment he quickly regained his clarity.

But to his surprise, the moment Zhao Letian opened his eyes, he saw that Wang Yi had already dodged his swordsmanship attack and was stabbing towards him with a longsword.

"Hmph, Demon Suppression Seal!"

Zhao Letian snorted coldly, flipped his hand and slapped out a palm seal, blasting towards Wang Yi.

"Suppressing power? Damn it! He actually recovered so quickly."

Wang Yi felt depressed, as his longsword, which was about to stab Zhao Letian, hurriedly slashed towards the incoming palm seal. The Demon Suppression Seal contained a terrifying suppressing power, and if he did not defend against it, he would surely be gravely injured.

The sword light cleaved through the palm seal, and the horrifying True Essence Power exploded, directly blasting Wang Yi away. The base of his palm split open immediately, blood flowing out, and the longsword in his hand trembled uncontrollably.

"Damn it." Wang Yi's complexion was ashen. He did not expect to be at a disadvantage so soon after the beginning of the fight. How would this leave a good impression with Young Master Ye?

"What a powerful palm technique."

The audience exclaimed in amazement. Zhao Letian, with the cultivation of the True Martial Second Realm, managed to blast away Wang Yi, who was at the True Martial Third Realm, with a single palm strike, showing that this palm technique was truly extraordinary.

At the same time, a look of surprise also appeared in the eyes of the group of young elites. Zhao Letian's strength seemed to be stronger than they had imagined.

Especially that Wang Zhao, his complexion was looking very ugly at this moment. He had thought that his younger brother Wang Yi would surely win against Zhao Letian, which was why he was willing to make a Heavenly Dao Oath, but now it seemed, the situation was not so certain. To [email protected] our w#ork%,& p@lea@s#e re%a$d* on *.

"I've said before, killing you would be like slaughtering dogs and pigs. Yet you insist on provoking me, wanting to prove your strength by stepping over my corpse. You're simply seeking your own death. On Huangquan Road, you can blame no one but yourself." Zhao Letian held his longsword, True Yuan power surging around his body, and he looked indifferently at Wang Yi.

"Hmph! You're celebrating too soon. You just took a little advantage and think you've already won? It's true what they say, a frog in a well knows nothing of the sea. Let me show you the means of War King City's talents, which are beyond your wildest imaginations, country bumpkin. Bloodline Martial Soul, activate!"

Wang Yi snorted coldly, and suddenly, a layer of armor-like Qi Shield emerged around his body, with flowing luminescence, appearing to be extremely powerful.

"Bloodline Martial Soul?" Zhao Letian's eyebrows furrowed.

A Bloodline Martial Soul is similar to a bloodline inheritance; it is a Martial Soul inherited from the ancestors of a martial artist, usually extremely powerful.

The Armor Martial Soul Wang Yi had summoned at this moment was a powerful Bloodline Martial Soul.

"My Wang family's unique Bloodline Martial Soul, indestructible. No matter how powerful your palm technique is, you cannot hurt me, and I, on the other hand, can slowly torture you to death." After summoning his Bloodline Martial Soul, Wang Yi's confidence surged, and a smug cold smile appeared on his face.

"Is that so? Demon Suppression Seal!"

A sharp light flashed in Zhao Letian's eyes as he sent out another Demon Suppression Seal. Wang Yi hurriedly raised his arms, crossing them in front of his chest to block.

In an instant, the powerful palm seal struck Wang Yi's Armor Martial Soul, creating a deep and heavy sound. As a result, it directly cracked the Armor Martial Soul, and again blasted Wang Yi away.

"How is this possible? You can actually shake my Bloodline Martial Soul." Wang Yi managed to steady his body with great difficulty, his eyes showing an unbelieving expression.