On the arena, Shen Huan and Dong Tianzhen were locked in a fierce battle that lasted over a hundred rounds, much to the delight of the spectators.

　　Ji Yanshi, knowing Shen Huan's prowess, was even more impressed after witnessing his battle with Dong.

　　Who was the fighter on the stage? He was a master trained personally by the Second Master Dong Xizhen. So far, only the First Master was known to have bested him in a few moves. No one else had ever fought him for 120 rounds.

　　Meanwhile, Qing Hu lamented his own loss, realizing that he had only relied on his powerful ancestors. Without their protection, he would have died countless times in other counties if he had encountered Shen Huan.

　　Dong Tianzhen, still unfazed after countless rounds, unleashed his silver gun. The Xiyue Youlong Gun came rushing forward, its dragon maw open, aiming for Shen Huan's head.

　　Shen Huan, whose sword techniques focused on the lower body, dodged the attack and continued to form his dark seal.

　　With his demonic spirit aiding him, Dong Tianzhen fought even more freely. The dragon's claws and tail were ready to assist, while its scales and tail blocked the arena's pits.

　　From afar, the silver dragon on the gun seemed to fly with the movements of the bright silver gun, shining with a cold, silvery light.

　　Shen Huan was unyielding, using three or four sword techniques simultaneously, determined to see if Dong could block them all.

　　To his dismay, the Abyss and Concrete techniques were both blocked.

　　As the battle progressed to 260 rounds, one man was sweating profusely while the other's inner shirt was completely soaked. Both wondered if they had seen all of each other's moves. Glancing at the arena, they saw that the twenty-odd pits were more than enough. It was time to use the fifth technique.

　　Shen Huan unleashed the fifth technique of the Mingyuan Sword Technique: Abyssal thorns.

　　After another twenty rounds, Dong Tianzhen felt a chill emanating from the pits. Suddenly, a grayish sword qi surged upward from below, striking at his feet.

　　He had anticipated this move and thought to himself, "Different people use different techniques. My status deserves the upper three techniques, while his deserves the lower three."

　　The demonic dragon's tail swatted away the grayish sword qi as Dong Tianzhen leaped out of the pit area, panting heavily. "What else do you have, Shen?" he taunted.

　　Shen Huan, equally exhausted, lightly swung his Lingyuan Sword, releasing seven or eight sword qis that arced through the air, attacking Dong from all directions.

　　"Can it even change direction?" Dong Tianzhen marveled as he parried the attacks with his gun, then lunged forward, determined to end the battle quickly.

　　After another fifty rounds, Shen Huan was so exhausted that he could barely use his sixth technique.

　　Glancing at his opponent, he saw that while Dong was tired, he still had his fighting spirit.

　　By the 400th round, Shen Huan could only defend and had no strength left to attack.

　　Ji Yanshi exclaimed, "This is bad, Shen is going to lose!"

　　The outcome was clear to Zhou Ge as well. "It's your turn, Ji," he urged.

　　"Me? But I just got involved with Qing Hu's scheme. How can I get on the stage now? Fortunately, Sixth Senior Sister still has her strength. She can defeat Dong, but..."

　　He wanted to say that he doubted if Sixth Senior Sister would dare to fight Dong, as it would mean offending the Dong family and Dong Tianzhen himself.

　　Just then, the battle on the stage came to an end. After nearly 430 rounds, Shen Huan stumbled and fell to the ground.

　　Dong Tianzhen pointed his gun at him and demanded, "Admit defeat!"

　　"I... admit it..." Shen Huan gasped.

　　Upon hearing his opponent's concession, Dong Tianzhen lowered his gun and sat on the arena, panting heavily.

　　"Impressive. No wonder Sixth Uncle chose you," he said, his voice barely audible to the two on the stage.

　　The spectators erupted in cheers at the sight of the victorious Dong Tianzhen.

　　After resting for a while, Shen Huan got up and left the stage.

　　As soon as he stepped down, Qing Hu rushed onto the stage. "Wow, Senior Brother, you're amazing!" he exclaimed.

　　"I'm exhausted. Third junior brother, get me some water," Dong Tianzhen panted.

　　Eager to please, Yu Pingnian personally brought him a bowl of water.

　　Dong Tianzhen gulped it down and continued to rest.

　　Qing Hu, seeing his opportunity, smiled slyly and said, "Senior Brother, you've defeated five opponents in a row. Now it's time to face Sixth Senior Sister."

　　"What? Marry her?" Dong Tianzhen asked, confused.

　　"No, just teach her a lesson on the arena," Qing Hu clarified.

　　Dong Tianzhen thought to himself that he was too tired to fight anyone now. What did Qing Hu mean by this? If he fought Sixth Senior Sister in his current state, he would only end up embarrassing himself. Even if he somehow won, it would seem like he had ulterior motives.

　　"Third junior brother, are you trying to make a fool of me?" he asked suspiciously.

　　"No, no, how could I dare?" Qing Hu protested, rising to his feet and shouting, "Dong Tianzhen has defeated five opponents in a row. Now, let's welcome Miss He to the arena!"

　　The spectators cheered at the mention of the upcoming battle.

　　Feeling cornered, He Muxian had no choice but to step forward. Just as she was about to descend to the arena, a figure even larger than Qing Hu pushed through the crowd and onto the stage. This man wielded an impressive-looking gun, as thick as a teacup, and he lightly prodded the arena with it.

　　"Junior brother, how about I take Sixth Senior Sister's place?" he asked.

　　Dong Tianzhen recognized the voice and turned to see his senior brother,Geng Tianbao.

　　"Senior Brother Geng, when did you arrive?" he asked, rising to his feet and bowing.

　　"I've been here for a few days. What do you think about me taking her place?" Geng Tianbao asked.

　　"There's no need for you to get involved, Senior Brother," Dong Tianzhen replied.

　　Qing Hu looked at the newcomer curiously. Wasn't this the useless man who had been thrown out a few days ago? Why was Dong addressing him as senior brother? Could he be from the Geng family?

　　"You are...?" Qing Hu asked tentatively.

　　"Geng Tianbao from Snow Mist Mountain, Beiying Peak, Beiying Town," the man replied.

　　"Ah, Senior Brother!" Qing Hu exclaimed, realizing his mistake. "I didn't recognize you earlier. Please forgive me."

　　The others, upon hearing that Geng Tianbao had arrived, also rushed onto the arena to greet him.

　　Ji Yanshi and Wen Yan bowed respectfully and said, "Greetings, Senior Brother."

　　"Fifth junior brother,seventh junior brother, let's catch up later. I'll have a battle first," Geng Tianbao replied.

　　Soon after, the He sisters arrived on the arena and greeted him as well.

　　"Senior Brother, thank you for coming to my aid," He Muxian said gratefully.

　　Geng Tianbao looked at her and nodded. "You've been through a lot, Sixth junior Sister. I'll make things right for you."

　　Turning back to Dong Tianzhen, he continued, "Third junior brother, you're not being very straightforward here. Second junior brother,Have you figured out who set up this arena?"

　　"I... I hadn't really thought about it," Dong Tianzhen admitted.

　　"Well, it was third junior brother's idea, along with Yu Pingnian, who had ulterior motives. They wanted to embarrass Sixth junior Sister and avenge his humiliation."

　　"I see... So that's why," Dong Tianzhen murmured.

　　"Exactly. You rushed into this without knowing the full story, embarrassing not only yourself but also our family," Geng Tianbao chastised.

　　Dong Tianzhen felt regretful and thought to himself, "If it weren't for you, third junior brother, I wouldn't be in this mess."

　　"Qing Hu, explain yourself," he demanded.

　　Qing Hu fell silent, unable to refute Geng Tianbao's words.

　　Seeing his reaction, everyone present understood what had happened.

　　"Fine, I'll deal with you later. There'll be plenty of opportunities for that. Now, let's wrap up this arena business. You've already fought over twenty battles. It's not so easy to just call it off," Geng Tianbao said.

　　"Senior Brother, I'll take your place," Dong Tianzhen offered.

　　"No need. I'll continue the battle for Sixth Senior Sister. Now, show me what you've got," Geng Tianbao replied.

　　Dong Tianzhen knew that he had no chance of winning, especially after his exhausting battle with Shen Huan.

　　So say, "I give up."

　　That is, Ji Yanshi division has a kind of learning: "Senior brother Geng won four games in a row."