The strong suction force enveloped Qin Changsheng, his eyes went blank, and then he found himself appearing in the ring.
The opponent not far away looked equally confused like him.
But after watching so many games, they quickly reacted.
The opponent looked at Qin Changsheng and realized that he was just an ant in the saint realm, and his eyes suddenly became relaxed.
"I know you. I heard that you kicked Ye Que, the young master of the Ye family, and then became the son-in-law of the Ying family? How dare you, a saint, offend the Ye family?"
"No comment!"
Qin Changsheng frowned. He had heard this question hundreds of times. He had already heard it just by listening. How could these people not be bothered by asking it?
Meanwhile, off the field.
The Ying family, Wushuang Sword Sect, Ye Xiu, Yao Liuli and other people who knew Qin Changsheng all showed interested expressions.
Ye Xiu stared at Qin Changsheng's figure, his eyes full of anger.
"A weakling dares to climb on top of me. In today's battle between geniuses, I will completely ruin your reputation and trample on you forever!"
Yao Liuli glanced at Ye Xiu and frowned slightly.
He asked Xiang Ye Xiu: "How much do you know about Qin Changsheng?"
Ye Xiu's heart ached, and he gritted his teeth and said, "When Ying Tianqing was brought from the lower world, he was at the level of a saint. For such a long time, his cultivation has not improved, which shows that his talent is average. But this kid is very weird, his cultivation He is not very powerful but his strength is comparable to that of the late Great Sage. He should have some kind of special inheritance. If the young master can kill this son and gets the chance to do so, he will surely soar into the sky!"
Yao Liuli glanced at Ye Xiu with a half-smile but not a smile: "You really want me to kill him?"
Ye Xiu was speechless, forced a smile, and said: "This son has a deep hatred against the Ye family. Not to mention my personal grudges with him, just robbing Ying Tianqing from the young master is enough to put him on my Ye family's must-kill list."
Yao Liuli hummed softly and said, "Don't worry, I will take action to avenge the Ye family."
"The premise is that he will meet me..."
In the stone monument arena.
The elder's voice sounded in the sky.
"let's start."
As soon as he finished speaking, his opponent instantly took out two imperial weapons, one for attacking and one for protecting the body, and then looked at Qin Changsheng triumphantly.
"You don't have the ultimate weapon of the emperor, so you should be weaker than me first. You are only in the realm of a saint, and you are weaker than me in terms of strength. You have no chance of winning this game, so surrender."
Qin Changsheng felt speechless: "I find that you talk a lot of nonsense."
The opponent laughed, with a trace of contempt flashing in his eyes: "You are not strong, but you are very smooth-talking. I am afraid you usually quarrel with others too much."
"..."
Qin Changsheng sighed, looked at his opponent's two imperial weapons, and said lightly: "Do you think you can defeat me with these two imperial weapons?"
"Isn't it..."
Before the opponent's word "yes" came out, Qin Changsheng's next move made his eyes widen.
Qin Changsheng turned his hand and took out an ordinary king's holy sword. The four sword intents of wind, fire, thunder and electricity were intertwined on the sword, exuding a terrifying aura.
This aura makes opponents feel palpitated.
"What kind of technique are you doing?"
"It's just ordinary martial arts."
Qin Changsheng smiled faintly and raised his sword to point at his opponent.
The four sword intentions of wind, fire, thunder, and electricity on the sword instantly merged and turned into a sword of heaven's will.
The sword trembled, as if it could not withstand the pressure.
Then the surrounding space condensed, and the Sword of Heaven's Will appeared directly in front of the opponent.
A brilliant moment!
Qin Changsheng's first method of immortality.
With the fusion of the two styles, and with the blessing of time, the power of the Heavenly Sword has reached an extremely terrifying level.
The opponent was frightened and froze in place.
"I surrender!"
The opponent shouted hurriedly.
Then the Sword of Heaven's Will collapsed instantly, and the King's Sacred Artifact fell to the ground with a clang, breaking into two sections.
Qin Changsheng looked up and frowned.
Just now, he felt an unparalleled force shattering the Sword of Heaven's Will.
"Is this the strength of a powerful quasi-emperor?"
Qin Changsheng couldn't help but sigh at the power of the quasi-emperor.
He looked deeply at his opponent and said, "You should be lucky that you gave in quickly, otherwise even the most powerful weapon of the Emperor's Dao would not be able to save you."
"I remember you, Qin Changsheng!"
The opponent was sweating profusely and was then teleported away by the beam of light.
Qin Changsheng also returned to his original position. As soon as he sat down, he felt a series of strange eyes.
"Qin Changsheng, how many spiritual stones did you give out to make your opponent admit defeat before he made a move? We can discuss this next time we meet. I can ask for less."
Someone shouted, which immediately caused the whole audience to burst into laughter.
Ye Xiu sarcastically said: "As for him, what kind of spiritual stones can he have? He only relies on the few cultivation resources given by the Ying family. He is always eager to live frugally, so how can he be willing to buy spiritual stones to win or lose."
"Then how do you think he won?"
Some people didn't believe it and questioned Ye Xiu.
Ye Xiu was speechless. He originally wanted to ridicule Qin Changsheng for being a poor man, but he didn't expect that he would be brought in.
"How do I know this? Ask the person who lost to Qin Changsheng."
Ye Xiu said bravely.
Everyone's eyes turned to the opponent just now.
The opponent was sweating profusely. He glanced around and said angrily: "What are you looking at? Be careful, I will dig out your eyeballs."
"cut!"
Everyone felt bored and continued to look at the light curtain.
Mo Xiangxiang propped her chin aside, looking a little bored.
She glanced at Qin Changsheng and asked in a low voice: "Old Qin, what kind of martial arts did you use just now? It looks very strong."
"It's just so-so, ordinary martial arts."
Qin Changsheng smiled and continued to watch the game.
Mo Xiangxiang rolled her eyes and stared at the light curtain boredly.
Time passed little by little, and almost everyone present went in once, and some even went in two or three times. The numbers above their heads showed their achievements.
But what surprised Qin Changsheng was that Mo Xiangxiang never entered even once.
He was curious, but didn't ask in detail.
After rounds of elimination, fewer and fewer people remain.
Currently there are only four people left, Qin Changsheng, Yao Liuli, Tianyan Shenzong Chang Zizai and Illusory Immortal Valley Lin Xianer.
Everyone looked at the number above Qin Changsheng's head in surprise.
Thirteen.
That means he won thirteen games in a row.
In the early stage of a saint, he turned into a dark horse and became one of the four geniuses in this generation.
This result made everyone present couldn't help but look Qin Changsheng in the face.
Ye Xiu stared at Qin Changsheng so hard that his teeth almost broke.
Yao Liuli, who was standing next to her, said in a neutral tone: "Now I have the opportunity to help the Ye family avenge their past humiliation."
Ye Xiu was overjoyed and looked at Yao Liuli.
It was discovered that light beams appeared on Yao Liuli and Qin Changsheng's bodies at the same time.
In the semi-finals, Yao Liuli faced Qin Changsheng.
Everyone held their breath and looked forward to it.
They all began to become curious as to who was the strongest genius in this generation or the dark horse.
