It was with this in mind that when Brute Force landed on the ground, he endured the surge of blood and energy in his body and launched another fierce attack regardless of his injuries.
"Hmph~, do you want to fight quickly!?" Looking at the approaching Barbarian God Stick, his pupils kept dilating, and Xue Wu, who guessed the opponent's little thoughts, immediately flashed a cruel and fierce look in his eyes, and then smiled ferociously in his heart. He said in a voice: "Just what I want...!"
This smile was so hidden that no one could notice it except for a very few senior members of the Yuqing Sect.
"The bloodthirsty knife cuts off the breath and cuts off the blood——!"
With a loud roar, the dark sword suddenly revealed a blood-red strange energy fluctuation, and then, a violent squeezing force rose from the blade.
"Bang——!"
The iron rod, which was half a beat short of reaching the front of him, suddenly accelerated and collided violently with the whirlpool-like sword.
Then, a strong sense of suffocation instantly enveloped the man holding the stick. His entire red face was extremely distorted, and the blood that was originally flowing at a fast speed suddenly stopped, giving people a feeling of condensation and solidification.
This uncomfortable feeling was so oppressive that he had no way to vent it, which caused a deep despair to rise in Brute Li's eyes. But before he could think about it, the side effect of lack of oxygen - dizziness - appeared. coming!
The dark broadsword, which contained terrifying strangulation power, slowly pressed down. The slightly unconscious man holding the stick knelt down on his legs, resisting it entirely with the instinct of survival.
If this continues, as long as the brute force is completely lost and released, it will definitely be strangled into a pile of bloody minced meat by the sword in Xue Wu's hand.
"stop--!"
Shouts of shock and anger were heard. After learning from the past, Elder Chen saw the situation quickly this time. Before he could take a breath, he had already dodged and fell into the violent energy at the center of the two fighting men.
"Bang——!" Immediately, Elder Chen frowned, withdrew his hand and injected a powerful energy into the back of the man holding the stick. With the support of this force, the brute force that immediately woke up swept across and exerted force. The knife-wielding man on the opposite side was immediately knocked back.
"Blood five, win!"
"Elder Chen, the game is not over yet!"
Xuewu stepped back more than ten meters before he stopped, with a streak of blood hanging from the corner of his mouth. He looked at the old man announcing the result with deep fear in his eyes.
"Clang-!"
A crisp metallic sound sounded, seemingly in protest against the man's words.
"puff--!"
The hands that were torn from the tiger's mouth released the Barbarian God's stick in the numb and severe pain. Barbarian's bloodshot eyes suddenly widened, and then he straightened his body in a rebound, raised his head and spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the whole person fell to the ground and passed out. .
Obviously, whether it was the power that had been injected into Brute Force's body before or the impact caused by the sudden release of suppressed blood, he was caught off guard, even if his physical strength was far beyond ordinary people, it was still unbearable.
"Warning, second time!"
He stared at the man holding the knife with a stern gaze for more than a few seconds, until cold sweat broke out on the man's forehead. The old man waved his hand and used his energy to pull the Barbarian Stick back up. Then he turned around, grabbed the unconscious Barbarian and jumped off the stone platform.
"Mr. Ling, let Feng Ling kill this person tonight!"
A message fell into the ears of the haggard old man. This time, not only Elder Chen had murderous intentions, but even the man with the purple gold crown in the VIP seat had his eyes fixed, his eyes were extremely cold.
"Don't worry, Sect Master, there's no need for tonight, as long as tomorrow's game is moved forward, I have a way to kill him directly!" Ling Weiyun's clone raised his eyebrows and replied confidently.
"Oh!? Come on, tell me...!"
As a result, the man with the purple gold crown and the haggard old man secretly communicated and had a pleasant conversation.
Even the kind-browed old man with a serious face on the side, staring at the fighting stone platform below, could not detect the abnormality.
"Suddenly...! The legendary powerhouse is indeed terrifying!"
As soon as Elder Chen left, Xue Wu's pressure was greatly reduced. When he exhaled a breath of turbidity in his heart, he knelt down on one knee limply, holding the big knife.
Of course he knew what the warning meant by the other party. It's a pity that he doesn't know that he can't see the sun tomorrow.
"The blood-drinking sword draws away the energy and blood...!"
Just as the exciting battle on Blood Five's side ended, everyone's eyes suddenly lit up when they heard the shocking shouts coming from another stone platform.
The person who made the noise was none other than Ke Wei, and the man opposite with bloodshot lips was undoubtedly Xu Peng!
"Hiss! Senior Brother Xu Peng is so strong, and he can persist for so long in the hands of Senior Brother Ke Wei?"
After preliminary testing, the battle between the two has now entered a fierce stage, and the radiating light of the sword energy attracted everyone's attention in an instant.
"Bang~...!" Amidst the flying fireworks, the two sharp swords collided fiercely, and a strange, substance-like energy fell into his body, causing Xu Peng to have a terrifying thought of fainting.
If he really closes his eyes, then defeat is certain!
"Damn~!"
Thinking of this, Xu Peng immediately bit the tip of his tongue to regain some clarity, and then used his strength with great force, knocking away the opponent's hand with a sword, and at the same time he took the opportunity to withdraw and retreat violently.
Ke Wei's moves are similar to those of Blood Five. "Blood Qi Drain" and "Breathe and Blood" also have the effect of drawing the opponent's blood.
However, the former is more focused on tearing the Qi and blood outward, while the latter is constricting and squeezing the blood together with the breathing.
If Xu Peng is really suppressed by Ke Wei's move, then the battle will be decided!
The lesson that Brute Force had just learned was still fresh in his mind. Xu Peng would never allow this kind of thing to happen to him.
"Windless Blade, one sword can conquer the sea!" Xu Peng barely controlled the surging energy and blood in his body. His face suddenly became solemn. Taking advantage of the moment when the power of ghosts and gods surged, he suddenly shouted loudly and waved the sharp blue light. The sword turned back quickly.
"Hmph! Brother Ke Wei, be careful!" The astonishingly powerful blue light shot towards him with a cold voice, like a violently whistling arrow, creating a swirling hurricane.
"Well done!"
Ke Wei's face suddenly darkened as he drank. A large amount of ghost power poured into the blood-drinking sword, and then he quickly curled up the sword, causing a strange ripple of water wherever the sword's edge passed.
As worthy of being ranked fourth in the last competition, this move has reached a small level of traction and use of Qi. Seeing the momentum, the man in green below raised his brows and already had the result in his mind.
"Good guy! If nothing unexpected happens, the winner will be determined soon!"
Many elders were stunned. The performance of both of them was unexpected, but the most surprising one was Xu Peng. It's not that his cultivation level increased quickly, but that move "One Sword Settles the Sea"!
Dinghai with one sword is a unique skill created by Xiang Qiubai, the core disciple at the peak of the late stage of the tenth revolution.
Originally, it was impossible for ordinary people to obtain the cultivation method. But who would have thought that that guy would take the initiative to go to the library and donate his spiritual practice. I don’t know if he was truly selfless or just showing off!
"Bang bang~...!" The rotating hurricane suddenly collided with the strange water ripples. In an instant, a stinging white light burst out. All the disciples whose cultivation level was lower than level eight only felt their eyes being pricked by needles. Raise your sleeves to cover yourself.
Immediately afterwards, a series of violent tearing roars resounded throughout the entire venue. The place where the two collided shone brightly, like a small sun nurturing an extremely unstable interior.
"Bang——!"
With the last shocking loud noise, pieces of rubble flew, and the sun whose energy became extremely violent suddenly swelled and exploded. All the elders who could open their eyes had their expressions frozen, staring at the full force of the roaring sword energy. The raging misty stone platform.
Even they couldn't clearly see what was going on inside at this time. They could only vaguely recognize it, with two black figures standing opposite each other with swords raised.
"Hiss!" When the rubble quickly dissipated and the dazzling light subsided, the other people fighting on the stone platform all looked horrified. They subconsciously paused and glanced sideways at the two of them.
On the gravel-covered stone platform, the ground in the center of the battle sank half a meter deep. The two men in the pit still maintained the posture of facing each other with their sword tips.
"Senior Brother Ke, thirty moves have been passed!" The cold and arrogant man looked indifferently, looking at the panting man opposite with a bloodshot mouth hanging from the corner of his mouth, and uttered words without any emotion.
"Has his strength reached this point?" The fat and thin disciple murmured absently. His mood at the moment was very complicated, especially the sadness that slipped through his eyes, revealing his own depression.
"That's it!" The man in green's eyes flickered, then raised his eyebrows and returned to normal. From the beginning to the end, he ignored the two people who had a slight change in their mentality.
This is a criticism that Zhu Bupang and his wife have been harboring for a long time. How could they be cured immediately with just a few words from others?
If Zhu Bupang and two people face Ke Wei alone, they may not have no chance of winning. However, they thought it was impossible for them to win as easily and calmly as Xu Peng!
Thinking like this, Zhu Bupang and the two were slightly out of breath. After all, the stronger the enemy was, the heavier the invisible burden was on their hearts.
Even though Feng Ling had promised them that he would not let Xu Peng go in the competition, they were both moved and felt bad.
His enemies actually have to rely on others to solve them! This is undoubtedly very regrettable.
"What!? Ke Wei actually lost? This is impossible, impossible...!"
After the dust settled, many elders were shocked and unbearably shocked when faced with this result, and they exclaimed out of control. The inner and outer disciples who had just recovered their sight were even more numb and confused.
The whole audience...
Silence!
"Pfft!" Hearing this, Ke Wei, who was gasping for air, turned red, as if he had been slapped in the face in public. He put away his sword and stepped back three or four steps, then suddenly spat out a large mouthful of blood.
"Congratulations, Junior Brother Xu!" After stabilizing his body, Ke Wei breathed a sigh of relief. He first waved his hand to wipe away the blood on the corner of his mouth, then glanced at the indifferent man opposite with a complicated look, sighed and said: " I survived thirty-one moves!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone was suddenly startled, and then quickly came back to their senses. An idea flashed in their hearts, and they seemed to have thought of something, and they looked at the cold and proud man again.
"Huh?" Looking closely for the second time, I saw that after Xu Peng said the previous sentence, he remained motionless, still maintaining the weird posture of reaching out and holding the sword.
Although the expression on his face was calm and composed, everyone finally noticed something unusual from his slightly trembling body.
"Puff——!" To everyone's surprise, the cold and arrogant man who looked like a winner just now suddenly raised his head and spurted out a three-meter-high column of blood.
Then, the whole person's breath dropped significantly, and a strong sense of fatigue and soreness came over him like a tidal wave. In the end, Xu Peng could no longer hold on, and fell to the ground dying of force and passed out.
"Hmph~, you arrogant idiot! I really regret being a teammate with someone like you!"
On another broken stone platform, Xue Wu, who was sitting cross-legged and healing his wounds, suddenly opened his eyes, turned his head and snorted disdainfully at the cold and proud man who fell to the ground.
When his eyes fell on the man who was also sitting cross-legged, Xue Wu suddenly grinned, looking very evil, but the other man didn't seem to be afraid, and he closed his eyes to heal his wounds without even looking at him.
"Ke Wei, win!" He shouted loudly and watched the unconscious cold and proud man being taken down from the stone platform by Elder Chen. The fat and thin disciples breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts at the same time and secretly shouted: Fortunately, this is not true. !
Not only Zhu Bupang and the two breathed a sigh of relief, but Ke Wei's master and the elders who were optimistic about Ke Wei also breathed a sigh of relief.
However, who is happiest is not Ke Wei's master and the elders who are optimistic about him, nor Ke Wei who wins, but Zhu Bupang and Zhu Bupang who hate Xu Peng.
If Xu Peng loses the game this time, he will naturally have to enter the seven-to-four finals again just like Brute Force did before.
In this way, Xu Peng has a high possibility of facing off against Brute Force. If he wants to successfully win the promotion spot, he will probably have to work hard!
Maybe, you might even be eliminated directly!
"Being silent when you are happy and silent when you are angry can prevent the enemy from detecting the truth. This is the most basic method of mental state cultivation taught by Mr. Ling. Have you forgotten all about it when you meet your enemies?"
Seeing that the time was almost up, the man in green had a thought in his mind. He immediately turned around and snorted at the two people beside him, then took out his clone and criticized them severely.
Then, ignoring the innocent looks cast by the two begging for mercy, he curled his lips and said viciously: "In short, the performance of you two just now is very unsatisfactory. I will report it to Mr. Ling truthfully!"
"Boss, don't! Don't let Master know, otherwise we will suffer!"
"That's right! As long as the boss doesn't say anything, we will work for you without any complaints!"
Zhu Bupang and the others had pained expressions on their faces. They glanced around and saw that no one was paying attention to their side. They quickly leaned forward and moved closer to the man in green.
"Ahem~..., forget it, forget it!" He saw two people kneeling on the left and right, hugging his thighs, and looking at him pitifully.
Feng Ling twitched the corner of his mouth fiercely, and quickly used a slight force to shake the two of them away. Then, he sighed helplessly: "But remember, it won't be the same next time...!"
