Chapter 4922

At this moment, on the elevated platform, two individuals were locked in a brutal fight—bloody heads and bruised faces—but neither had used martial arts or aura.

On this stage, using any external techniques would be met with disdain.

Even while bleeding, you’re not allowed to heal yourself or launch any special attacks.

It all comes down to strength, endurance, and sheer physical power.

“This is actually a great way to make money…”

Kai watched the two brawling on the high platform and suddenly had an idea.

His cultivation and strength might not match theirs, but when it came to raw physical toughness, none of them could compare to him.

“What are you talking about? A good way to make money? This could be fatal.”

“Just look at this 100-meter-high platform—if you fall off without using any martial or spiritual aura, could you survive that?”

A middle-aged man said this upon realizing Kai was seriously considering earning money through the ring fights.

“What? You’re not allowed to use any magic aura when coming down from the stage?”

Kai was stunned. Jumping down from a 100-meter platform with nothing but flesh and bone—wasn’t that just asking to die?

Even with his powerful body, he’d likely be reduced to a pile of broken flesh if he jumped from that height.

“There’s a restrictive formation on the platform. You can’t use magic aura until the match is over and the formation is lifted.”

“But plenty of people have been knocked off before the end and smashed to pieces.”

“All for a handful of immortal coins—do you still think it’s easy money?”

The middle-aged man questioned him.

“This rule is fine. I can accept it.” Kai nodded.

“Fellow Daoist Chen, are you planning to go up and give it a try too?”

Xiu Rui asked.

“Of course. With something this exciting, how could I pass it up?”
Kai nodded and said nothing.

“Young man, I advise you not to try it,” the middle-aged man warned. “With your build, you probably won’t last more than two punches.”

“This is just the first round. There are still nine more to go. Even if you win, you’ll have to keep accepting challenges from the next contender.”

“You won’t be able to handle it. If you really want to try, wait for the right moment—go up after the fighters have gone through two rounds and are worn out.”

“It all depends on strategy. You can’t win through brute force alone.”

The middle-aged man offered Kai some advice.

“Has no one ever stayed on the platform all the way until the end?” Kai asked with curiosity.

“Of course some have,” the man replied. “But most of the time now, it’s all arranged behind the scenes. If someone completes ten rounds, they gain access to the City Lord’s Mansion.”

“Nowadays, everyone understands how it works, so most people just come for the spectacle.”

“As far as I know, in thousands of years, only three people have made it to the end without cheating.”

“You have to understand—when martial or magical aura is forbidden, and it’s all about physical strength, cultivation level doesn’t matter.”

Kai couldn’t help but find it amusing. Even in the heavenly realm, these kinds of behind-the-scenes arrangements existed—just like rigged auctions in the mortal world with a group of fake bidders.

If the winners were predetermined, then what was the point of the competition?

“If that’s the case, this kind of fight is pointless,” Xiu Rui muttered with a cold snort.

“What do you know?” the middle-aged man replied. “That’s just how the world works. Look at the two people on the stage—bruised and battered, sure, but it’s all staged.”

“The one in the fancy clothes is Long Qi, the Long family’s son from Rhino City. He has to win this round.”

“They already arranged for who will go up next. Everyone else knows and stays off the platform.”

“You still have to give face to the Long family. Otherwise, you won’t be able to survive in Rhino City.”

The middle-aged man explained patiently, likely eager to show how much he knew.