The two quasi-Shuras' pupils simultaneously shone with a dark red light of blood, and slowly drew out their respective weapons.
One person was holding the sacred tiger-tooth sword, and the other was holding the five-meter-long Seven Kills Sword. Their strength was only at the primary level of the Lord God.
"start!"
The young man uttered one word coldly, and his figure instantly appeared next to the Demon Lord.
"Amazing speed!" Mu Bai's attention had been fixed on this young man, and he didn't care much about the competition between the two quasi-Shuras in the field.
The two quasi-Shuras in the competition field launched a fierce offensive at this time. Only their shadows staying in place could be seen in the field, and violent explosions were heard continuously.
Fortunately, everyone watching was a master and didn't care at all about the explosive air flow generated when the two quasi-Shuras fought.
Mu Bai pressed against the young man for a while, and seemed to have some realization. He sighed to himself that the gap was too big, and he was afraid that he might not be able to reach this profound realm even if he practiced for another hundred thousand years.
Immediately, he turned his eyes away from the young man and paid careful attention to the competition on the field.
The two quasi-Shuras were about the same strength, and what they ultimately competed for was their own endurance. As masters fought against each other, any mistakes would be fatal.
This first match lasted for more than an hour.
But the structure in the square was very strong, and despite their fierce attack, there was no damage at all.
In the end, it was the quasi-Shura holding the Seven-Killing Sword in his hand who killed the quasi-Shura holding the Tiger Sword with his extremely cunning Seven-Slaying Sword technique.
Mu Bai quietly finished watching the normal game, and his face could not help but darken.
The quasi-Shura holding the Seven Killing Sword just now has a profound knowledge of the secrets of swordsmanship and is a very powerful opponent.
Only now did Mu Bai deeply realize how long his cultivation journey was. Although his cultivation was improving very quickly, his skill attacks could not keep up with the speed of his cultivation.
Take the Seven Kills Sword Technique as an example. Every sword and every move was executed flawlessly by the quasi-Shura. It took at least tens of thousands of years of practice to cultivate the sword technique to the extreme level of proficiency.
At the end of the first competition, everyone looked indifferent, and no one felt any sympathy for the quasi-Shura who was killed.
"Next."
The young man walked up to the crowd and was about to point out the candidates for the competition when the Demon Lord suddenly interrupted him and said, "Wait a minute."