Summit Farmer
Chapter 1142: Unshakable_1

Chapter 1142: Chapter 1142: Unshakable_1

Another Immortal Talisman bombardment, and Micha Clarkson and others were directly blasted flying out. Since Micha Clarkson was directly facing Peter Brown, the entire power of this Immortal Talisman hit his body.

Pointing at Peter Brown, Micha Clarkson didn’t even get to utter a word when his whole body was torn apart by the talisman.

Looking at the other few people, they too suffered heavy casualties.

This time, Peter Brown had not held back at all. Since the others sought their own deaths, he saw no reason to spare them.

"David!" At this moment, a loud voice cried out. Maverick Clarkson off-stage was already heartbroken and shouting.

However, he still did not dare to rush onto the stage; after all, the ironclad rule of the arena platform was that death or injury was disregarded, and no one could violate this rule. They could only howl from below.

Peter Brown didn’t care about the opponent’s thoughts, walked over, and kicked each of the people, sending them all flying off the Arena Platform.

After doing this, Peter Brown scanned the surroundings with his gaze.

Seeing Peter Brown’s looking over, people naturally took a few steps back, none daring to challenge him anymore.

Both talismans were of high quality. Everyone roughly estimated that each talisman was worth thousands of Immortal Coins. The thought of such a price made them timid.

This was a newcomer who didn’t blink at the cost!

Although there was no more combat at Peter Brown’s spot, other places were fighting even more fiercely, vying for the remaining quotas.

The Sect’s Hierarchy watching the battle had also turned their gaze toward Peter Brown, curious about this newly emerged individual.

Although those Immortal Talismans were not considered extraordinary to them, the ability to purchase so many at once made everyone shake their heads; even if one had money, one should not spend it like this. After all, even if one won a position, it only guaranteed a month’s residency. Everyone thought that what Peter Brown did was not worth it.

However, Peter Brown himself hadn’t thought too much about it; since he was going to be high-profile, he might as well do it properly. Although the two Immortal Talismans had cost him two thousand Immortal Coins, his reputation was also established.

"Stop!"

Finally, a voice calling a halt was heard.

When everyone looked at the people on the arena platforms again, they saw a pitiful scene of many people lying on the platforms.

"Alright, rest for a moment and then continue with the arena competition."

Peter Brown simply sat cross-legged on the Arena Platform. Although he hadn’t spent much effort, he also pretended to be recuperating.

Looking down off stage, Peter Brown saw Maverick Clarkson staring at him fiercely.

"Alright, now comes the contention for ten spots. Anyone can fight for a seat. After sitting down, they must wait until no one challenges them for their spot before they can claim it. Everyone has the opportunity to challenge those sitting above once. Let the competition begin."

Peter Brown stood up and walked towards the first spot in line.

At this moment, several people were already competing for this spot.

As Peter Brown approached, everyone’s expressions turned unpleasant.

"Don’t think that just because you have the Heavenly Thunder Talisman, you can take the first spot. Dream on!"

A young man who had just repelled someone said fiercely.

"I’m taking this spot."

Peter Brown didn’t stop at all and directly walked towards the spot.

"Attack, take him down first," the young man pointed at Peter Brown and yelled.

"It’s the Iron Armor Shield!"

As the sounds of attacks echoed, everyone saw a continuous flash of light from Peter Brown’s body, then saw that he wasn’t harmed at all, standing there looking at everyone.

How could they fight against this?

Everyone was stunned to see that Peter Brown’s defenses were completely impenetrable.

"Cold Star Shoot!"

An Immortal blade suddenly appeared in Peter Brown’s hand, and with a loud roar, freezing energy shot out from the blade in all directions.

With immense energy, the blade’s aura swept towards everyone like shooting stars.

After the continuous screams, Peter Brown was already sitting on that chair.

As people on the ground looked up, they saw Peter Brown had already taken his seat.

What to do?

Not one person felt confident enough to defeat Peter Brown now, with his incredibly strong defense.

Exchanging glances, everyone understood that the first chair was unattainable from Peter Brown, so they would have to compete for the remaining nine chairs.

As a result, the area around Peter Brown became peaceful.

Sitting there, Peter Brown looked down at the Arena Platform and saw Maverick Clarkson’s gloomy expression.

No one had expected Peter Brown to take that chair so easily, and now no one dared to challenge him.

"Sigh, he’s got a freakish defense, and was that the Cold Ice Technique he just used?" someone had already recognized the Cultivation Technique Peter used, and everyone began discussing it quietly.

Maddy Wright and Juan Armstrong stood there, their eyes revealing their astonishment at how capable Peter Brown was in battle.

Slapping his thigh, Maddy Wright let out a wry laugh and said, "I’ve lost out!" He regretted not betting a large sum of money on Peter Brown just moments before.

Juan Armstrong also smiled bitterly and said, "Who knew he had so many Treasures? Just watch, as long as he sits up there, he’s nearly guaranteed a spot in the top ten."

While others quietly discussed among themselves, Peter Brown was also reflecting on his gains and losses from this battle.

Time ticked by, and all ten seats were eventually taken.

"Now, anyone can challenge a person in any seat by paying ten Immortal Coins. The challenges may begin."

"I’ll fight Peter Brown!"

A person from the Energy Gathering Layer bellowed, threw out a hundred immortal coins, and then walked towards Peter Brown.

"Stand up, I, Milton Thompson, challenge you!"

As Milton Thompson’s voice rang out, everyone realized he was already approaching Peter Brown.

Finally, someone challenged him!

Peter Brown’s spirits lifted.

Just as Milton Thompson charged up to Peter Brown, Peter simply stretched out his hand and said, "Down."

With a gesture, it became apparent that Milton Thompson had already fallen.

Everyone looked at Milton in shock and saw that he was actually tied up with a rope.

Walking over, Peter took the storage bag from Milton’s body, gathered up the rope, and with a kick, sent him flying off the stage.

Damn!

Everyone was feeling frustrated; how could they fight when this guy had all sorts of Immortal Artifacts on him, each potent enough to take someone down, not to mention his abnormal defense.

Peter Brown walked back and resumed his seat, then, sweeping his gaze over the crowd below he said, "Anyone I defeat will lose their storage bag."

With a wry smile, everyone thought that it really was the case; with the binding rope in hand, even someone from the Immortal Realm might not be sure to take him down, right?