() Rong Xianxian drew out her narrow-edged scimitar and was about to face Ji Cunxi who was coming at him with a sickle-shaped knife. However, she only heard a "clang" sound and a short sword seemed to appear out of thin air. The strange sickle-shaped knives collided together.
Fires radiated.
"Shang Yuege, I'm competing with others, not with yours. Why are you jumping out to make trouble?" Ji Cunxi withdrew his weird sickle-shaped knife with a sharp voice and an angry look on his face.
Shang Yuege hurried over, looking a little anxious. He was dressed in a neat field combat uniform with long legs and a straight waist, and a strong posture.
Hearing Ji Cunxi's question, Shang Yuege's face turned ugly.
"Your broken knife is vicious and weird. Ji Qingcheng has already said that you will not be allowed to use it in battles with others in the future. Is Ji Qingcheng's public promise just a talk? It's just to deceive the victims." Shang Yuege stood behind him. There were about 20 people following them. They were uniformly dressed and moved neatly. Even their facial expressions changed basically in sync. They looked like they had the momentum of a regular combat team.
"What does that have to do with you? We're not fighting you?" Ji Cunxi replied angrily with some fear on his face.
"Isn't it okay to use it if you fight with insiders like us who have suffered a lot? Now that you know clearly that a single wound on your broken knife can kill someone, and if you compete with others, it is not an accidental injury, but a deliberate killing. "Shang Yuege's expression was cold, and he was filled with fear. He didn't know if Xianxian would suffer a loss if he came a little later.
Under that broken knife, a single wound could kill someone.
When Ji Qingcheng had just obtained the sickle-shaped knife, Ji Cunxi had just introduced the spirit into his body. He had average qualifications and had to work hard for a long time before he reached the threshold. By some strange combination of circumstances, he bound the sickle-shaped knife. After that, he began Constantly challenge others.
Ji Qingqing was worried about letting his son fight the monster, for fear of something unexpected happening.
Ji Cunxi was full of fighting spirit and kept challenging others. At first, it was people in his own team, and later he started to challenge people in other teams.
As the number of battles increased, Ji Cunxi's strength improved by leaps and bounds. It only took more than half a month to break through the spirit-guiding realm and step into the Chongmai realm.
As more and more people were injured in Ji Cunxi's hands, people discovered something that made their hair stand on end.
The two sides competed, and there were winners and losers. At the end of the day, Ji Cunxi's strength was low at the beginning, and she lost more than she won.
However, everyone who was challenged by Ji Cunxi died one after another within a month after the battle, without exception.
There was a little brother in Shang Yuege's team. He was the winner at the time. Although there was a cut on his arm, Ji Cunxi was injured more seriously.
At that time, the little brother showed no symptoms and did not lose much blood from the wound.
Unexpectedly, the shallow wound showed no sign of healing, but instead was surrounded by a black air.
The black energy seemed to be devouring the vitality in his body. When the doctor on the team came to see him, the doctor was helpless.
The little brother gradually became pale and withered, became weak, became blind and deaf, and looked like dead grass that had been dried by the sun and evaporated all its moisture.
There is no way to save the day, no medicine or stone can cure it, and the death energy spreads, using up the last vestige of life.
At first, everyone thought they were infected with some powerful virus and did not associate it with the weapon.
Until they heard that Ji Cunxi had violated common sense and escalated, everyone in the teams with victims vented their anger on each other. Everyone who had ever sparred with Ji Cunxi died in the same way.
Everyone suddenly felt horrified.
The one who was about to accept the challenge had an even more ugly look on his face. After all, Ji Cunxi was able to level up so quickly because of his opponent's life.
Comparing martial arts skills, to the point, it sounds nice, but it is just a one-sided point, but Ji Cunxi kills people with one move.
Later, everyone found Ji Qingcheng, who apologized, saying that it was not a fatal injury, but just an accidental injury. Ji Cunxi did not know that this weapon would cause such damage.
He also promised that he would never use this weapon to challenge others again.
Few people would believe that Ji Cunxi didn't know he would cause such harm.
But the dead people can no longer survive, and there are a few living people who are willing to use their lives to seek justice for the dead people.
After receiving Ji Qingqing's guarantee and compensation, everything was dispersed.
Ji Cunxi was unwilling to give in.
Ji Cunxi enjoyed the benefits of the rapid improvement of his skills. Every time he fought with others, a steady stream of vitality came from his body, surging and warm. That feeling was really addictive, more addictive than wine and sex.
He focused on the small and medium-sized teams in the rear of the civilian team.
He secretly challenged them, and Xu Kunqin got to know him because of this.
Xu Kunqin soon discovered his secret, and then the two worked together.
"What does it have to do with you? I advise you not to meddle in other people's business." Ji Cunxi's face darkened when she heard Shang Yuege revealed his secret.
"Brother, I asked Mr. Ji to help. He didn't come to this lady for no reason." Xu Kunqin didn't want anything to happen, so he hurried out to smooth things over.
"That's right, Director Xu asked me to help. They have a dispute. I'm here to help, not to challenge." Ji Cunxi said with a slight smile.
You can't challenge, but that doesn't mean you can't face the enemy!
"If that's the case, let me help this lady. Let's have a fight and sign a life and death certificate. How about you live and die?" Shang Yuege said with a sneer.
"You have to be against me." Ji Cunxi's face was livid. His level had risen too fast, but his foundation was weak. Every time he fought, he relied on that weird sickle-shaped knife, but he didn't always succeed. Winning is just a matter of comparing combat skills until the point is reached. Shang Yuege knows his details, and he has been practicing martial arts since the beginning of the end of the world. He has outstanding qualifications, has advanced to a higher level, and has a solid foundation. A pair of clear frost swords can be separated or combined. It was impossible to guard against him. If it was a matter of life or death, Shang Yuege would never give him the chance to use the sickle.
Although Ji Cunxi's tone was tough, she was timid inside.
Xu Kunqin took a bad look. It looked like Master Ji couldn't handle the new guy.
"This brother, who travels in the world, must be moral in everything he does. This lady hurt several of my brothers for no reason. Master Ji's help is a chivalrous act of drawing a sword to help when the road is rough. Please be considerate." Xu Kunqin cupped his fists and gave a blow. Common etiquette in all walks of life.
"I don't care whether she has any issues with you, whether she is justified or not, but today and in the future, I will protect this person." Shang Yuege turned back and glanced at Rong Xianxian, who was polite and gentle. His temperament has become a bit tough and domineering after countless battles.
