I will eventually become a god

At two o'clock in the afternoon.

In the room, Xue Jing waved his hand, causing the oxygen-absorbing trees and spider plants to grow backward and curl up into seeds. The wood chips and broken leaves on the ground also gathered together without wind, forming a small hill.

A black airflow emerged in the shadows, and condensed into a black flame at Xue Jing's fingertips. He flicked his finger and flicked it onto the hill of wood chips and broken leaves.

The black flame floated and landed on the hill, suddenly grew larger, and burned fiercely. After a while, it silently annihilated the hill into nothingness.

"Teacher Wan, I'm going to play the game. Will you come with me?" Xue Jing looked at the cat lying on the soft big bed.

The latter yawned lazily: "No, go to sleep."

Xue Jing picked up the Futu Knife next to him and said casually: "Then I'll leave. You are alone in the room, don't open the door to strangers."

Maomao complained: "Am I a child?"

Xue Jing smiled, said nothing more, got up and walked to the door of the room, opened the door, and walked out.

Take the elevator to the hotel lobby, and there were already several familiar figures sitting in the lounge area of ​​the lobby.

The tall and strong Yin Muhu... and the group of people from the Xuanjiao Club who were far away from her seat, the short Du Mingluan, Xiahou whose shoulder was crushed by Xue Jing, and the middle-aged man Li Shu.

The elimination match officially started at 4 pm, and the contestants had to arrive early. These contestants were ready to go like Xue Jing.

The arrival of Xue Jing made the people present look different.

Du Mingluan's young and beautiful face froze, and his eyes stared at the Futu Knife in Xue Jing's hand for a while.

When Xue Jing looked at him, Xiahou subconsciously avoided his sight, not daring to look him in the face, and unconsciously touched his right shoulder.

Yin Muhu was the most natural. After seeing Xue Jing, his tough face full of muscle lines showed a little smile, and greeted him with a very contrasting sweet girl voice:

"Brother Xue."

Xue Jing also smiled and nodded to her: "Sister Yin."

"Your match is tomorrow, are you going to watch the game today?"

Yin Muhu said: "Of course, those who can participate in this elimination match are all masters. Even if you watch the game, you can learn a lot. Some things can only be felt on the spot, and you can't see it in the video."

Xue Jing smiled and said: "My agent Sister Wei will drive over to pick me up later, you can ride with me."

Yin Muhu thought about it, she didn't have any plans, she was going to take a taxi anyway, since there was a car to use, it was fine, so she nodded and agreed.

As the two were talking, Xue Jing's cell phone rang.

He took out his cell phone from his pocket and looked at the screen. It was Jiang Siwei calling, so he pressed the answer button.

"Hello, Sister Wei."

"Are you at the door? I'll be right out."

After hanging up the phone, Xue Jing said to Yin Muhu: "Let's go, Sister Yin."

Yin Muhu stood up and walked to Xue Jing's side, and the two walked out the door side by side.

At this time, Du Mingluan on the side suddenly spoke.

"Xue Jing."

"Hmm?" Xue Jing stopped, tilted his head slightly, and glanced at him with some curiosity.

"See you on the court... Don't lose halfway." Du Mingluan looked at Xue Jing and said solemnly.

In the draw ceremony yesterday, he drew the eighth game, which belonged to the same half as Xue Jing's sixth game.

This half will eventually decide two qualifying players. If he and Xue Jing both win the first two games, they will meet in the third game.

Only one of them can advance.

As the most expensive young talent in the outer ring last year, there were few people who participated in the Fengcheng elimination match that he could take seriously.

Xue Jing was one of them.

After the draw results came out, he only regarded Xue Jing as his only opponent in this elimination match.

Xue Jing glanced at him, just nodded, and smiled: "You should do your best too."

However, Yin Muhu next to him had a strange look on his face.

After they walked out of the hotel, Xiahou Shen looked at Du Mingluan and said:

"You met your destined opponent when you were young, right? It's really youthful."

"But why do I feel that they don't take you seriously at all?"

Du Mingluan sneered: "Your heart is too dark, right? Your balls and shoulders were crushed by that person?"

He looked at Xue Jing's back, and his young and handsome face showed solemnity and confidence:

"I will win."

Xiahou Shen shrugged: "Don't be killed halfway, you won't even be qualified to stand in front of others."

...

Maple City Stadium.

This is one of the largest sports and arena in the outer ring of the fifth urban circle, which can accommodate nearly 20,000 spectators.

A crimson car slowly stopped in the parking lot outside the stadium.

The rear door opened, and Yin Muhu's huge body got out with great difficulty, exhaling softly:

"Finally!"

With her body shape, it was a torture for her to ride in a car every time. She could only bend and curl up to squeeze in, and was bent the whole time.

On the other side, the passenger door was opened, and Xue Jing walked out with Futu Knife in hand, looking around.

At this time, the gate of the gymnasium had been opened, and a long queue was lined up at the door, accommodating the crowd to enter in an orderly manner.

The square outside the gymnasium was also crowded with people, full of spectators who came to watch the game.

After Jiang Siwei parked the car, she walked in front of the two people with a briefcase in her hand and said with a smile:

"Let's go to the main gate first. There is an internal passage there, and you can go in directly." Yin Muhu looked at the main gate of the stadium not far away, which was surrounded by the crowd. "How can we get through? Should we step on the head with Qinggong?" At this time, a noisy shout came from the side. "Get out of the way!" Xue Jing turned his head and looked. Not far away, there was a group of people wearing dojo uniforms and looking arrogant, pushing the crowd all the way and moving towards the main gate of the gymnasium. Surrounded by the group of people was a handsome young man with a cold expression. "Get out of the way, don't block the road!" "Hey, what are you doing!" "Stop pushing, there is no space in front!" "Someone fell down, don't squeeze!" Under the pushing of the group of people, a small-scale chaos began to appear around, and shouting and cursing continued. "Who are those people?" Xue Jing asked in confusion. Yin Muhu frowned and said, "Looking at the marks on their uniforms, they should be from the Four Phases Dojo."

"What are they doing? They are so tough. What if they cause a stampede?"

A young man with a backpack fell backwards under the shove. Xue Jing stretched out his hand, grabbed his backpack, and lifted him up. Hanging in the air.

The latter felt like he was being held in someone's hand like a chicken, with his feet hanging in the air. He turned his head to look at Xue Jing in shock and stammered:

"Thank...thank you."

Xue Jing smiled, untied his backpack, and put him on the ground, "You're welcome, be careful."

The young man looked at Xue Jing's smile and was a little absent-minded.

Xue Jing didn't care. After he finished speaking, he walked towards the group of people from the Four Phases Dojo.

"Let's go, it's not good for them to be like this, I'll go and persuade them."

Jiang Siwei was stunned for a moment: "Persuade? How to persuade?"

Yin Muhu grinned beside him, revealing a mouthful of neat white teeth:

"Sister Wei, you don't understand this, martial artists have two ways of persuading people."

"One is to talk about reason, and the other is to talk about physics."

"Generally, these two sets are used in turn, but according to personal preferences, some people like to talk about reason first, and some people like to talk about physics first."

Jiang Siwei: "Ah?"

Before she could react, it had already started not far away.

"Boy, what do you want to do-ah!"

Crack-

"Asshole, you are tired of living-ah!"

Crack-

"Fuck-ah!"

Crack-

"Wait a minute-ah!"

Crack-

"We are the Four Phases-ah!"

When Jiang Siwei looked over, the group of people in the Four Phases Dojo had basically fallen to the ground.

All of them had either hands or feet, and each had a body part bent into an exaggerated arc, covering their injured parts and screaming.

Yin Muhu: "It seems that Brother Xue seems to be talking about the physical school first."

Jiang Siwei: "..."

The crowd around stared at the scene in front of them in amazement, and the noise was silent for a while.

"Promise me, obey the order honestly, okay? Entering ten minutes earlier will not let you reincarnate ahead of others."

Xue Jing looked at the people who were lying on the ground and screaming, and said with a smile.

"You little bastard, don't be so arrogant!"

One of them covered his bent hand, glared at Xue Jing, and then looked at the only boy who was still standing in the Four Phases Dojo.

"Junior Brother Ji, why are you just watching!"

Xue Jing also looked at the boy with a cold expression, a little curious.

Since he broke the first person's hand, the boy noticed him, but he never meant to stop him. He just watched him kill all his fellow brothers and sisters, and his expression did not change at all.

"Junior Brother Ji, come on, teach this kid a lesson!"

Ignoring the shouting in his ear, Junior Brother Ji nodded to Xue Jing, his expression was cold, and his tone was calm: "Thank you."

Xue Jing: "Oh?"

"They are from the same sect."

"I'm not easy to beat."

"You helped me."

Junior Brother Ji paused and said sparingly.

Xue Jing couldn't help but smile.

"You are very interesting... My name is Xue Jing, what's yours?"

"Ji Huaiyu."

Xue Jing nodded: "I remember."

Then he pointed to the disciples of the four phases of the Taoist temple around him.

"Take care of them. If they don't listen, you don't have to beat them. Just touch their injured places. Brothers are injured, just care about them. There is no problem at all, right?"

Ji Huaiyu was stunned, and his handsome face showed a hint of enlightenment.

"I know, thank you."

His expression was still cold, and his tone remained unchanged, without any gratitude.

Xue Jing smiled, walked to the disciple of the Four Phases Dojo who had been shouting the loudest, and stepped on his finger.

"Ah ...

"You didn't expect this group of people to be so arrogant. They didn't kick the iron plate, but the iron plate came to the door on its own!"

"This is what a martial artist should be like. When the road is rough, he will act bravely and act righteously!"

Amid the noise, Xue Jing returned to Jiang Siwei and Yin Muhu.

"Xiao Jing, you are so handsome..." Jiang Siwei covered her mouth with her hands, looking at him with admiration like a little fangirl.

This was the first time she saw her younger brother take action.

"There is a saying, birds eat crickets." Yin Muhu agreed.

Xue Jing said casually: "Okay, let's go."

The three of them followed the flow of people and walked towards the venue gate.

On the way, Jiang Siwei said with a pity on her face: "Xiao Jing, you just taught them a lesson. It was a very good hot spot, but it's a pity that you are not interested..."

As long as you do a little work, take a photo of the scene, and reveal Xue Jing's face, the character of a talented and beautiful martial arts boy who is heroic and righteous is established.

At least it can make it a little popular and become a hot search.

Xue Jing just smiled and didn't reply.

…

Passing through the flow of people, the three of them soon arrived at the stadium gate. After a series of verification procedures, they entered the stadium through the internal personnel channel.

Jiang Siwei carried her briefcase and went to find relevant personnel in the gym to deal with some matters, while Xue Jing and Yin Muhu came to the players' lounge.

Time passed slowly and it was approaching four o'clock in the afternoon.

At this time, almost all the audience had entered the venue and had taken their seats.

In the lounge, Jiang Siwei, who had returned, looked moved and said:

"It's time to start."

As soon as he finished speaking, the lights in the entire venue suddenly dimmed.

Immediately, colorful neon lights began to flash, and on the huge and spacious arena in the center of the venue, a circular platform slowly rose. In the center of the platform stood a young male singer wearing gorgeous stage clothes and holding a microphone.

As the dynamic BGM played, the energetic singing echoed throughout the venue.

"~Don't succumb to the so-called talent gap~Always believe that God rewards hard work~"

Yin Muhu curled his lips:

"'Tiandao rewards those who work hard', the anthem of the Martial Arts Association."

"Liar."

"Only those who have worked hard know the importance of talent. Without talent, you are not even qualified to work hard."

Xue Jing listened to the singing and smiled: "The singing is not bad, the breath is very full."

"Of course that's enough, the person singing is also a martial artist." Yin Muhu said.

"In recent years, the professional martial artists in the club system have become more and more flashy. They sing, act, and participate in variety shows. Each one looks better than the other. I don't understand why they don't just go into the entertainment industry? "

Jiang Siwei was flipping through a document next to her. She heard this and said with a smile: "Martial arts masters are a great gimmick. Nowadays, traditional celebrities are no longer popular. If you want to get ahead, the best way is to practice martial arts first. Martial arts stars are better than ordinary stars. Much more popular.”

Yin Muhu sighed: "This makes me feel very strange. It's as if the pure brilliance of the three words 'Martial Arts Master' has been separated and tarnished by some random people. It's inexplicably uncomfortable."

Xue Jing glanced at her but said nothing.

He didn't feel anything at all. He was not a pure martial artist. Although he could understand Yin Muhu's meaning and feelings, there was nothing embarrassing about him.

Jiang Siwei comforted: "The times are like this. It is difficult for an individual's will to fight against the tide of the times. Don't think too much, Xiaoyin."

The opening ceremony lasted for nearly twenty minutes. During the performance, there were many singers and bands that Xue Jing didn't know. It was quite exciting.

As the performance ended, the arena was quickly tidied up by the staff, and then the lights turned on.

At the same time, the commentator's voice also sounded in the venue.

"Hello, good afternoon, audience friends. Welcome to the 37th U19 Unlimited Elite Fighting Tournament Maple City Knockout Tournament. I am the commentator Hao Yongyun!"

"I'm Jin Shaorong."

"I'm Zeng Qian."

The big screen in the venue showed the appearance of three commentators, two men and one woman. They were in the commentator's seat not far from the ring.

"Oh, it's been a tough week or so. I can finally see the long-awaited knockout rounds..."

After the three chatted for a while, they quickly began to thank various sponsors, relevant departments for their support, and various advertisements.

"Thank you Mingzhen Sports Equipment for providing..."

"Thanks to Kande Security, Kuroshio Security, Galaxy Martial Arts Club... for their strong support."

"Thank you to Maple City Culture and Tourism Bureau, the guiding unit for this event..."

After a while of rapping, it was finally time to compete.

"Okay, then without further ado, let's invite the contestants to enter!"

The lights dimmed again, and then several spotlights of different colors hit the exit of the player tunnel.

"First of all, please..."

In the player lounge, Yin Muhu looked at the screen, stood up and said, "I want to go to the ring to see it up close. Brother Xue, what about you?"

Xue Jing smiled and said, "I'll just watch it here. You can go ahead."

After Yin Muhu left, Jiang Siwei next to her said:

"Xiao Jing, you should remember all the rules, right?"

Xue Jing nodded, "I remember everything."

Although the name of U19 is Unrestricted, it is a competition after all, and it is held for the audience to see. It is not a complete actual battle, and there are still some rules and restrictions.

For example, although you can carry weapons, they are only limited to cold weapons. Otherwise, if a player comes up, it will be like an American Iai... Although it is quite martial arts in a sense, it is really inappropriate and not very enjoyable to watch.

Also, you can’t fight passively, you can’t say dirty words, you can’t spit at your opponent, you can’t use magic attacks like catching poop on the spot and throwing it to your opponent...

Some weird rules like that.

According to the law that the birth of every outrageous rule is accompanied by an outrageous fact, many wonderful things have really happened to U19 in the past...

"Ah That's good."

Jiang Siwei nodded.

"But I still have to say one thing, other rules are easy to say, but the last and most important rule must be followed."

"——Can't kill the opponent."

Jiang Siwei said solemnly.

"This is a regular martial arts competition, and the entire process is broadcast live publicly. If someone kills his opponent, he will be immediately disqualified from the competition..."

Xue Jing raised her eyebrows and said, "Don't worry, Sister Wei, I'm not a murderer."

He looked at the live game on the screen.

The player introductions have ended and the competition has officially begun.

In the picture, two young people are fighting together, and three commentators are explaining passionately, arousing the emotions of the audience.

Xue Jing looked at them for a while and felt that the level of these two people was not very high and there was nothing to pay attention to, so she took out her mobile phone and sent a WeChat message to her sister Xue Wan.

[Xue Jing: Have you arrived at the scene?]

He just sent it, and Xue Wan replied almost instantly.

[Xue Wan: [Picture] It’s here, it’s here! 】

When I clicked on the picture, I saw a photo of Xue Wan, her classmate Zhao Lu and three other people. They were all holding milk tea in their hands and looking cute to the camera. The background was the U19 competition scene.

[Xue Wan: My stupid Ou Doudou, Zhao Lu asked me to ask you when you will appear? 】

[Xue Jing: Game 6]

…

While chatting on WeChat and watching the game, listening to the cheers from the audience from time to time, time passed quickly.

In more than three hours, there were a total of five matches, of which only the third one, the disciple of the Four Phases Dojo named Ji Huaiyu, made Xue Jing pay a little attention.

"Player Xue Jing, player Xue Jing, get ready to take the stage."

There were shouts from the staff outside the lounge.

Xue Jing stood up, patted the black martial arts uniform on his body, picked up the Futu knife next to him, and said to Jiang Siwei:

"Then I'll go, Sister Wei."

Jiang Siwei nodded and said with a smile: "Come on, Xiaojing, your martial arts fortune will be prosperous."

Xue Jing opened the door to the lounge and walked out.

Following the staff, Xue Jing came to the waiting area. Further forward was the player passage, and walking out was the ring.

"There are still five minutes left in the intermission. Then when the commentator mentioned you, he walked out. Do you understand? Player Xue Jing."

The staff looked at this young man with an overly handsome and delicate face and secretly praised him.

This guy's appearance will definitely cause a stir among the audience, he looks so good.

"I know." Xue Jing waved her hand.

The staff left, and Xue Jing looked at the contestant tunnel in front of her and waited quietly.

Soon it will be his first high-profile public appearance.

Logically speaking, he should feel nervous as he is about to face the scrutiny of tens of thousands of people for the first time.

However, there was only peace and no fluctuation in his heart, as if he was just going out to the supermarket to buy groceries.

"...Let us invite--player Li Chengxuan!"

The voice of the host came from outside the passage.

"Player Li Chengxuan is also a player we are very familiar with. He comes from the Jinfeng Dojo in Qingcheng. He is the lowest-ranked direct disciple of the Jinfeng Dojo. The style he uses is the 'Golden Wind White Rainbow Sword'."

"Player Li Chengxuan has participated in our Maple City qualifiers before. During this period, he defeated his opponents in almost every game. His strength is terrifying. He is the most eye-catching dark horse in this year's U19!"

"As usual, let's take a look at this player's hexagonal data..."

"Attack 7, Speed ​​7, Defense 7, Skill...Skill 8, Heart 7, Wisdom 7."

"Oh~ An almost perfect hexagon. He is a player with no obvious weaknesses."

"However, I feel that player Li Chengxuan is a bit strange. In previous games, he was very energetic and smiling every time he appeared, but today his expression seems a bit solemn. Is he afraid of his opponent?"

"Without further ado, next, we invite--player Xue Jing!"

Hearing her name, Xue Jing stepped forward and walked slowly towards the player channel.

"Come on, come on, my younger brother is about to appear!"

Somewhere in the auditorium, Zhao Lu shook Xue Wan's arm and looked expectantly at the exit of the passage.

"Xue Jing..."

"Brother Xue..."

At the edge of the ring, Yin Muhu, Du Mingluan, and several other teenagers also looked over.

"Come on, come on, junior brother is about to appear!"

In the Hidden Dragon Dojo, in the Yangxin Room, there is a large TV. Li Qi, Chen Fuguang, Meng Boshang, Meng Qingjiao, Zhushan Ying, master and disciples gathered together and watched intently.

In the Yunlu Hotel, Maomao rubbed his eyes and looked sleepily at the TV hanging on the wall.

On the seventh floor of Qingda Library, a quiet and beautiful girl with a high ponytail looked at the phone screen on the table and sipped the teacup in her hand.

In the dim venue, several spotlights shined on the exit.

A young man holding a long knife slowly walked out.

When his appearance was completely exposed and was reflected on the big screen by the camera, the entire bustling stadium seemed to suddenly become quiet for a moment.

Under the messy black hair that is half long but not short, there is an elegant face that looks like it was carefully carved by the hands of the gods.

He just stepped out of the spotlight step by step, standing tall and strong like a pine tree that has not fallen for thousands of years. Silently, he showed a calm demeanor that is difficult for ordinary people to possess. The four "Young Grandmasters" This word is almost tailor-made for him.

The boy walked out of the tunnel and walked onto the ring under the spotlight.

At the same time, the noise in the venue was obviously much louder than when Li Chengxuan appeared.

"Holy crap, who is he!? Why have I never heard of him before?"

"She looks so good-looking!"

"I don't know who he is or where he comes from. I just know that he will be my husband from now on!"

"Shenjin, is any handsome guy your husband?"

"I don't care, he is my husband, my husband, my husband, my husband!!!"

At this time, the photographer sitting on the elevated platform next to the ring very sensibly began to circle around Xue Jing, taking a 360-degree surround shot with no blind spots... This was a treatment that no previous contestant had ever received. .

The camera shot from his front to the side, back, and then circled back to the front.

And at the end of this set of shots, Xue Jing gently turned her head to look at the camera and smiled at the camera.

The venue suddenly fell silent for a moment.

Then...

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!"

"Ahhhhh! I'm dead!"

"Husband, husband, my husband ahhhhh!!!"

There was a scream that almost pierced the eardrums. Xue Wan quickly covered her ears and said with dissatisfaction and pride: "Look at these people who have never seen the world. What a fuss..."

She looked at Zhao Lu and other classmates beside her, only to find that their figures had completely stopped and froze.

"Eh? What's wrong with you?"

Zhao Lu came to her senses first and held Xue Wan's hand sincerely:

"Sister-in-law!"

Xue Wan: "?"

…

"Wow~ Player Xue Jing caused a sensation as soon as she appeared on the stage."

"It just so happens that this player, like player Li Chengxuan, is also from Qingcheng. He belongs to the Galaxy Martial Arts Club and uses the 'Hidden Dragon Style' style."

"He directly participated in the knockout rounds as a seed player of the Galaxy Club. He has never had a competition record before. Today is his debut as a newcomer and he is standing on the field for the first time."

"According to the information, he is also a student in the elite class of Qingcheng Key High School and the High School Affiliated to Qingda University... Wow, he can be said to be talented in both literature and martial arts, and he looks very handsome."

"The hexagonal data graph...well, there isn't one, it's full of question marks."

Commentator Hao Yongyun’s voice sounded in the venue.

On the ring, Li Chengxuan, who was holding a dark golden eight-sided Han sword in his hand, looked at Xue Jing with a solemn gaze, and slowly said:

"I haven't seen you for a while, Xue Jing."

"I was careless last time. This time, you won't be so lucky."

Xue Jing glanced at him and asked strangely: "Who are you?"

Li Chengxuan: "..."

"Heh, do you want to do this? It doesn't matter, I will remind you soon."

Li Chengxuan curled the Han sword in his hand into a sword flower.

"I have not spent this period of time in vain. It is also thanks to you that I cannot be broken or established. After my injury was cured, my strength has transformed and I have reached the state of 'cutting through without any hindrance'."

He pointed the Han Sword diagonally at the ground, but there was no movement. He just spat out his strength, and a sword energy emerged from the tip of the sword and penetrated a hole in the floor of the arena.

"See, this is sword energy. I can already use sword energy!"

"I have achieved a level that ordinary martial artists cannot achieve in a lifetime of practicing swordsmanship!"

"Now, I'm afraid that I can't hold my hand back and accidentally kill you with a sword..."

Xue Jing smiled and did not reply.

"Oh? The two players seem to be talking about something. Do they know each other? That's right. They are both from Qingcheng and are young geniuses. It is normal for them to cherish each other."

"Player Li Chengxuan, that's sword energy! He can actually use sword energy! He is indeed the biggest dark horse of this U19. Player Li Chengxuan once again shocked us!"

"It looks like this will be a very exciting game. Let's wait and see what kind of surprises these two young geniuses from the same hometown can bring us!"

In the ring, the referee came between the two men.

"Players from both sides should take their positions."

"preparation……"

"start!"

The referee swung his hand towards the middle of the two men, then immediately backed away and quickly left the ring.

In the field, neither of them moved for a moment.

The audience looked expectantly at the venue.

"Qiang——"

Xue Jing slowly pulled out the Futu Sword from its sheath.

Then he spoke softly:

"I only use one knife."

"If you catch it, there's only victory or defeat. If you don't, it's life or death."

Li Chengxuan frowned: "What are you talking about-"

Before he finished speaking, Xue Jing's pupils suddenly changed.

Dark golden vertical pupils emerged.

——The eyes are flowing.

Then, the divine silvery white dyed the pupils.

Li Chengxuan's whole body suddenly tightened, his scalp became numb, and alarm bells rang in his heart.

Just like a herbivore encountering a carnivore at the top of the food chain, a strong sense of crisis suddenly swept over his body.

At that moment, he almost wanted to turn around and run away madly!

What on earth is going on with this person! ! ?

He is completely different from before!

"God's will is like a knife that cannot be violated."

Xue Jing's tone was filled with divine indifference and contempt.

"Pray."

"What you are facing is God's will."

"The only thing you can do is pray."

"Boom!!"

The violent thunder exploded and resounded throughout the venue.

The knife flashed, and the black real dragon turned into a pitch-black tornado.

Along the way, the solid floor of the ring was stirred, cutting out a deep spiral groove, and bricks and soil were swept into the tornado, carrying a magnificent momentum, raging towards Li Chengxuan.

Li Chengxuan's eyes were absent-minded, and the hand holding the eight-sided Han sword trembled slightly.

How to fight this?

He looked desperate, but just gathered his strength blankly and stabbed the Han sword in his hand.

As soon as the sword energy was released, it was easily submerged by the violent tornado.

It looked like trying to fight a Tyrannosaurus Rex with a toothpick, like an ant trying to shake a tree or a mantis trying to stop a car, which was extremely ridiculous.

In despair, Li Chengxuan was swallowed up by the dark monster on the spot.

After the tornado, the whole audience fell into silence.

"What did you say you could do?"

"Sword energy?"

Xue Jing tilted his head slightly, looked at the inhuman Li Chengxuan on the ground, and asked.

...

(8K... I burned out and turned into snow-white ash.)

(On May 1st, I will release a chapter of the monthly ticket extra ~ titled "GOD-005 · Mirror World, Reflecting the Future", readers, don't miss it~)