Killing God Chapter 54: Where the Sword
The crowd of onlookers coughed. After the dust settled, they found that there was no ring in front of them. There was only a wooden stake standing on the field. Standing on it was Xiao Chen, while his opponent was slumped on the ground. His eyes widened and his mouth widened, his legs trembling uncontrollably.
Others don't know, but Ling Ziling clearly knows what happened just now. She sighed while holding her forehead: "It's going to be a mess."
As the referee announced Xiaochen's victory, the crowd dispersed one after another to watch the game elsewhere. Xiaochen jumped off the stake and walked to Ling Ziling's side, proudly saying, "You're handsome."
Just now Xiaochen condensed his true essence and smashed it down from the air. The target was not his opponent, but the entire arena. Otherwise, he would not be mortal if he was hit by this blow. Lu, under Xiaochen's blow, the entire arena was shaken into pieces of wood, and the one under his feet was deliberately left to be handsome.
In the ensuing game, no matter what opponent Xiao Chen encountered, he was very uncomfortable. The reason was the same. Although these opponents were all mortals, all kinds of fighting skills were very superb. in this way.
If it wasn't for Xiaochen's reliance on Qingming's spiritual body, he would have been dismembered many times. For that matter, Xiaochen looked very embarrassed in every match.
However, these beatings were not in vain. Xiaochen gradually figured out his own way of fighting. He tried his best to make a move, and did not leave any energy to defend. from.
Xiao Chen's soul-quenching and body-refining skills are just enough to get started. With the transformation of Qingming's spiritual energy, his body strength has reached an extremely tyrannical level. If his cultivation level increases in the future and his body-refining skills are perfect, then he will use this method to fight. , I'm afraid it will be a nightmare for almost all people.
With the game after game, Xiaochen's moves changed again and again, and he already had a subtle taste. Seeing that it was the final of 30 to 15, Xiaochen stood in the audience, a little excited, What kind of subtle tricks should these first-class masters in the world have?
"Ring No. 13, the contestants are ready, Li Dashuan." After the referee read out the names of the contestants, his face twitched. A person who has never heard of a name, who is also called Li Dashuan by the name of a local leopard, the people in the audience also talked for a while after hearing it.
"This name is really earthy." Ling Ziling also didn't expect that among the outstanding people in the mortal world, there would be people with such a name.
But when he saw Xiaochen walking silently into the ring beside him, she couldn't help but twitch at the corners of her mouth, and finally laughed out loud.
Not only Ling Ziling, but many people in the audience laughed. They had seen Xiaochen's competition before, but they didn't register names for the previous competitions, only the number, so they didn't recognize Xiaochen until this time. came out.
"It turns out that his name is Li Dashuan."
"Hahahaha...it's him."
"Can't stand it."
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This has caused a sensation comparable to the final before the fight. Xiao Chen will be remembered by the people of Tang Hancheng regardless of whether he wins or loses.
"The contest begins."
The contestant named Yu Hua is a middle-aged man with closed eyes, known as "Blind and Quick Legs", this title shows that he is blind and famous for his legwork.
"The name is very raw. I heard that you are less than thirty years old, and you can actually come here. It's really terrifying." Yu Hua said with a fist and salute, and did not laugh at Xiaochen's name like others.
"It's easy to talk, easy to talk, I'll say this to you, I'll give you a little bit later." Xiao Chen didn't care whether Yu Hua could see it or not, he also said with his fists folded.
"I'll thank you in advance, please." Yu Hua didn't get angry and said slowly.
"It's better for you to ask first, as soon as I make a move, you won't have anything to do." Xiao Chen wanted to learn the subtle skills of various martial arts, so naturally he didn't want to do it first.
If it weren't for the fact that many people had seen Xiaochen's battle before, even though he was in a state of embarrassment, he could often defeat his opponent, and he would have been yelling at him.
Yu Hua didn't talk nonsense, he kicked his foot, leaving an afterimage on the ground, and the kick seemed to appear in front of Xiao Chen in an instant.
If it was Xiaochen a few days ago, this kick would definitely give him a face, but after being beaten for a few days, Xiaochen wouldn't have any countermeasures.
He knew very well that if he avoided this kick, the successive attacks would attack again, and he would still be in a state of embarrassment. Now he stepped on the stage with his left hand and punched a straight punch with his right hand. Hit the enemy with one hand.
If anyone changed, this move would undoubtedly be courting death. The long-established Yu Hua used this trick without shadows, even the leader of the Great Wulin Alliance, Ximen Mochizuki, could only defend or avoid it with all his strength.
Seeing Xiaochen's move, Yu Hua sneered at the corner of his mouth and added three more points on his feet. In his opinion, Xiaochen would end up with a severe arm injury. This game is a foregone conclusion.
The strong wind blew against Yu Hua's face, and the cut Yu Hua's face was painful, and there were tears in his eyes. Everyone in the audience was stunned. , The imagined fractured tendon did not appear, and the young man named Li Dashuan did not appear, but Yu Hua kept his kicking posture in the air, and Xiaochen's right fist almost stuck on his face.
"It's really boring." As Yu Hua conceded defeat, Xiao Chen walked out of the ring. This was not the result he wanted, but he couldn't really let Yu Hua really kick in the face, that was all he could do. He didn't attack, even if he was sure not to hurt Yu Hua, because he felt boring.
"Li Dashuan wins, tomorrow afternoon, he will participate in the brawl qualifying." As the referee shouted loudly, today's competition ended.
The so-called Brawl Ranking means that the fifteen winners will fight together, the first one to be eliminated is the fifteenth, and so on. .
Xiaochen's idea is very simple. He doesn't care whether it will disturb the order of the world, let alone the consequences. He doesn't even want to win prizes. At this moment, he just wants to improve his own skills by fighting with the world's martial arts masters. combat skills.
Today there were more spectators, but unlike in the past, roadblocks were set up around the arena and guarded by royal soldiers. After all, these masters played tricks, and if they were not careful, they would be fatal to ordinary people.
The participants all looked at Xiao Chen who was standing on the field and looking around. They couldn't believe it. The person who defeated Yu Hua in one move was so young. They asked themselves that they had no such ability. One of the referees, Ximen Mochizuki, also looked at Xiaochen with great interest. If Ximen Xiaoxiao was present, he would definitely recognize Xiaochen.
A big man with **** on his upper body banged the big gong, indicating the official start of the game. Fifteen people stood in the open field, and no one moved first. It was about the ranking, and they dared not dare. act rashly.
Of course, many of them have also negotiated. They will join forces to kick a group of people out of the field first, and then compete fairly by themselves. This is a very beneficial means for those who join forces.
And this kind of method, even if the referee knows, he can't say anything. Xiaochen participated in the battle alone, and he was already passive from the beginning, but he didn't take it to heart at all. Fourteen people.
Participants, some wear gloves and gloves, some use spears, some use swords, and some use hidden weapons, all of which are allowed by the rules, and Xiao Chen also carries an ordinary handle in his hand. The iron sword, which he "borrowed" from the blacksmith shop, he wanted to try his mortal sword compared to the mortal swordsmanship.
It is not Xiaochen's style to wait and see. Seeing that no one spoke for a long time, and no one made a move, Xiaochen took a few steps with his sword, raised his sword and pointed at the people present one by one, and said loudly: "Come together. Well."
Even though all the people present were master-level people with high cultivation, but Xiao Chen said such provocative words in front of so many people, it still made them all angry.
"I'm not ashamed to say it, and I killed him first." An old man with a steel knife was angry, and spittle flew out as he spoke.
After the old man finished speaking, the others also acquiesced to what he said and forced to Xiaochen together.
Xiaochen smiled sarcastically, and said, "Look at your faces now! For the sake of a mere ranking, think about what has been lost." After Xiaochen finished speaking, he faced the fourteen with his sword.
It is true that these people are masters, but they have been under the reputation for too long, and they have gradually developed a kind of obsession, a kind of obsession with a false name. With this obsession, how can kung fu improve? This is also a kind of catastrophe, a kind of heart catastrophe.
People naturally don't take Xiaochen's words to heart. They don't know what the calamity is, and they don't think it's wrong to pay attention to their own name. Famous, they no longer think about the rest of the road, and naturally they will not really see the calamity in their hearts.
Xiaochen moved, waving the iron sword with one hand, and using the triple sword of ordinary swords - the sword crossed the Tianhe. Xiao Chen did not mobilize his true essence, and used the power of his body to cast swordsmanship.
The man who greeted Xiaochen was a big man with a gun. He held the gun body with both hands and held Xiaochen's sword.
Xiao Chen's hand was originally an ordinary iron sword, but he had no internal strength or real energy to support it, and since the opponent used it arbitrarily, and it was a weapon used for competition, it must not be of ordinary quality. When the two collided, the result was no surprise. The root of the iron sword in Xiao Chen's hand was broken, and the big man's face was filled with joy, and he was about to fight back.
There was no expression on Xiao Chen's face. He dropped the hilt of the sword in his hand, stretched out his index and middle fingers, clamped a broken blade, and pointed at the big man.
In the face of danger, the big man was not chaotic. A big gun danced like a wheel, and the defense was tight, but everything was in vain. Instantly turned into powder, Xiao Chen pointed his sword straight at the big man's throat.
The big man's face changed, but he didn't even have the intention to resist. The blow that shattered his weapon just now gave him a deep understanding of what power is. He regretted that he only knew now that the bald young man in front of him wanted to kill him. Anyway, everything is too late.
Xiaochen's sword only cut a layer of skin on the big man's throat, then turned around and attacked the other person, speaking slowly, in fact, the big man's weapon was destroyed until the throat was hit, and it only happened in half a breath. Too late to respond, and no ability to respond.
In less than three breaths, no matter what a martial arts master does, he will not avoid the fate of weapons being destroyed and marks being left on key points.
A total of fourteen people, standing there dumbfounded, all their pride and ridiculous dignity, in an instant, were smashed by the young people in front of them, trampled under their feet, they wanted to cry, but couldn't, they wanted to Death, but at the moment when Xiaochen's sword touched the vital point, they were eager to live, they didn't have the courage to face it, and they didn't have the courage to die.
If they can get past this cut, they are mortal geniuses, and there is still room for improvement.
In the mortal world, he used the mortal sword of Xuanqing Mountain to save a group of mortals with the mortal sword.
Xiaochen used his actions to interpret his Tao and his thoughts.
I want to become immortal, but I can't sit back and watch others go to hell, even if they are mortals.