Li Wangxian looked around and saw that there were ten arenas in total in the square, one large arena and nine small arenas. There were already monks fighting fiercely on the arenas.
"Do I need to sign up first?" Li Wangxian looked at the leading general and asked.
"No need to do this, just go up directly. If you don't have the ability, you will be beaten down." The god general replied.
"That's true!" Li Wangxian nodded. If you want to win ten rounds in a row, that is, if you want to maintain an unbeaten streak in ten games, it doesn't make much sense to go up first and then up. If you don't have real skills, the faster you go up, the faster you will be beaten down.
boom
There was a roar, and the winner was decided in the arena ahead. The young monk guarding the arena knocked the challenging opponent off the stage with a magical sword power.
"The eighth win, with two more games left, I will have won ten games in a row, who else is there?"
Above the ring, a young male cultivator in white was laughing. The Ten Victories were so close in front of him. He was so beautiful and beautiful that he, who had never been so noticed before, felt that his whole body was in a state of elation and contentment, as if he was standing tall. Like clouds.
But unfortunately, the good times did not last long. Before he could be happy for long, he suddenly felt a transcendent spirit approaching from a distance. After he took a look, his joyful expression disappeared, and his face suddenly became solemn.
Boom, boom, boom!
Not far away, Li Wangxian walked as usual, very calmly step by step. There was no excitement, no harmony between heaven and man, accompanied by earth-shaking visions, only a transcendent aura spreading as he walked. , swept forward, causing everyone in the arena in front to look back in shock.
"So strong!" On the ring, the face of the male cultivator in white changed drastically. If this person's confidence and aura when he walked up can only show that this person is good.
But when he carefully sensed and wanted to know the depth of this person, it was even more terrifying. He couldn't find out anything at all. Only his instinctive spiritual sense was beating wildly, urging him to escape from this person quickly.
This frightening feeling, like encountering a natural enemy, was even more frightening than when he encountered a tiger in the mountains before he had even practiced cultivation when he was young.
"What an unlucky thing to meet such a pervert!" The male cultivator in white sighed. He had a beast-like instinct since he was a child, and it became even sharper after practicing. He didn't know how many lives he saved because of it.
Therefore, he knew very well that this person must be extremely powerful, and even more powerful than the oppression given to him by some of the Holy Sons. This made him feel hairy in his heart, and he wanted to just jump off.
"But this is my best chance to change my destiny. I have to show something!"
His face turned a little green, and his heart was pounding. He wouldn't be beaten to death, would he? No way?
"You seem to have noticed something, so why don't you step down?"
Li Wangxian lifted his steps, as if he had shrunk to an inch and melted into the void. He stepped forward and appeared in the ring from a distance, standing opposite the male cultivator in white.
"If you want to change your destiny, you have to have the courage to take a gamble!" He replied after laughing at himself.
This time she won't keep calling him a coward!
Li Wangxian smiled slightly when he heard this, and asked with interest: "You should know, right? The gap between us is as big as the world. Do you still dare to stay on the stage because you think I won't kill you?"
The male cultivator in white had a bitter look on his face, "No way, boss, that's not the case, is it?"
Everyone in the audience was shocked. Li Wangxian was undoubtedly very powerful. Judging from the momentum of his appearance, everyone recognized it, but the difference was not that big, right?
After all, this is a hero who has won eight consecutive games against fellow monks, and is expected to win ten times. However, when everyone saw that the man in white did not refute, but instead looked miserable, everyone was frightened. Is it really so unnatural?
Seeing that the other party only had a bitter look on his face and made no move to run away hastily, Li Wangxian smiled slightly: "You're not bad at all!"
After speaking, without any more nonsense, he raised his hand and pressed forward.
At this moment, many people are frightened and feel suffocated. The strong pressure makes people breathless.
Li Wangxian flicked his fingers and pulled out a Dao Bell. The lines on it were flickering, and there were endless Dao condensed and lingering around. It was full of the aura of the Dao. It was extremely powerful. He dropped it all at once, trying to suppress the opponent.
Everyone in the audience was surprised. This was not a weapon. It was a "Tao Bell" condensed by Li Wangxian's divine power. He struck it easily and naturally, completely casually.
"Pfft!"
The man in white held up his hands to the sky, trying to hold the bell against it so that it wouldn't fall. However, as soon as he touched it, he was shaken to the point of coughing up blood. The bell frightened him, as if a piece of blue sky was falling. , irresistible.
"Click"
The ring beneath the man in white was cracked, spreading like a spider web. He was about to sink into the ring. The pressure he was bearing was immense, and his whole body felt like it was about to explode at any moment.
"If you can survive a casual blow from me, you are indeed a talented person!"
Li Wangxian nodded, his words were very rude, but everyone in the audience was even more shocked, because everyone knew that this blow was really just a random attack by the other party, and it was just a manifestation of this person's understanding of the great road, but the result was... It was no worse than any shocking holy art, and made everyone tremble.
How powerful should he be?
"However, that's it. If you hold on any longer, you will only end up exploding and dying."
At this time, Li Wangxian shook his head, flicked his fingers, and the Dao Bell shook slightly in mid-air. There was no surge of holy power, but the whole world shook with it, shaking the man in white under the Dao Bell out of the ring.
quiet!
At this moment, the audience was completely silent. Countless people were dumbfounded and looked at Li Wangxian in disbelief. Even Mr. Su, the crape myrtle god who was selecting talents next to the ring, was alarmed and looked over.
"Many saints can't do this, right? Is this person going to be invincible?"
This is what many people in the audience are thinking at this time.
"Although I thought he was very strong for a long time! But I didn't expect him to be terrifyingly strong!"
The several god generals who led Li Wangxian over were also shocked by what they saw. This was too fierce. Why did they feel that the edge was even stronger than that of Prince Ziwei?
"Next!"
On the stage, Li Wangxian ignored the incredulous looks from everyone, just put his hands behind his back, waiting for the next opponent to come forward.
But what surprised everyone but didn't feel surprising was that as time passed by, the competition in other arenas was fierce, but no one dared to come to Li Wangxian's arena for a while.
Seeing this, Li Wangxian turned his eyes and looked at the other fiercely fighting arenas.
"Is there a rule that all ten wins must be completed in one arena?"
He asked like this, making everyone in the audience startled.
