"Shi Jue, Miss wanted to show your face yesterday, which provoked He Qi. He must have made arrangements today. According to the information we got, he arranged for two eighth-grade and one ninth-grade masters to register today. It was deliberately aimed at you.
Come." Uncle Qin said. In fact, Shi Jue already knew about Qin Yantong's plan.
In just a few days, Shi Jue is no longer the Shi Jue he was before, let alone the Shi Jue he was when he was a beggar. Social knowledge is the same as swordsmanship. Once you think about it a little, you can figure out everything. Qin Yantong's collection of books can be as bad as
Where to go? He is constantly digesting the knowledge from hundreds of books, making the knowledge accumulated in his mind more and more abundant. He may not be a scholar, but he is not even the slightest bit different from the knowledge of the children of the aristocratic family.
Shi Jue didn't say anything. Come on, you have to fight your way out. Although he only has the strength of about seventh grade, he is confident to cope with the challenges below the general grade. There are probably no general masters under the age of twenty in the entire continent.
Many. These people have been protected by the super sect for a long time. Why would they come to this chaotic place to fight for their lives?
"There are four arenas, and the champion will be determined by drawing lots. Then they will be challenged in turn, and they can leave after winning ten games in a row. The battle will not end until all four champions are produced. The lowest level here is seventh level, and there is no shortage of geniuses who can leapfrog the battle.
"Uncle Qin continued.
"What is supposed to come will always come. Help me put all the money on myself." Shi Jue handed the 285,000 taels of gold tickets to Uncle Qin and said calmly.
"I will tell you the information of all the players..." Uncle Qin told Shi Jue the information of each player in detail. It seemed that Qin Yantong was well prepared. Shi Jue silently kept these information in his heart.
When the lottery begins, it is not drawn by the players, but a big roulette wheel. Whoever's number turns is the winner.
"Shi Jue, I didn't expect you to be the champion." Uncle Qin said with a bitter smile.
"Okay, I have to prepare." Shi Jue said. He secretly suppressed the Taiyang Zhenjing again. If he wanted to survive, he had to keep his trump cards. He originally had a lot of trump cards, but some trump cards should be used as much as possible.
Ten minutes later, Shi Jue entered the battle beast platform. There was still a strong smell of blood in the battle beast platform. The champion was exposing himself to his opponent without knowing who his opponent was. A young man with a sword hanging from his waist.
Walking in, Shi Jue took a deep breath and looked at his opponent.
Number six, no name, no information, this is the rule of the battle beast platform. Rank seven, eighteen years old, this is the information given to him by Uncle Qin. He is good at boxing and sword fighting, a strength genius. The five moves of the Nameless Sword are his only
You must rely on these five tricks to persist in two days and twenty games.
The opponent performed a samurai salute, and Shi Jue returned the salute. The two faced each other, staring at each other. The opponent's momentum slowly increased, and the murderous intent in his eyes slowly emerged, and then began to affect Shi Jue.
Shi Jue is like a calm pool of water, exuding a calm and peaceful aura, as if he is not here to fight. With the understanding of Kang Long's regretful sword intention, it is very normal to create this kind of artistic conception.
The opponent seems a little restless. This is the state of mind. The swordsman's state of mind is very important. Without a good enough state of mind, it is impossible to maintain the best fighting state. Not having a good enough state of mind also means that the improvement of force is limited.
"choke!"
No. 6 pulled out his sword. A good sword should be the best among mortals. This man could at least be regarded as an elite among high-level sects. That is why the sect would spend such a high price to train him.
Shi Jue didn't move, as if he didn't regard this life-and-death battle as a battle. But his eyes never left No. 6's every move.
"Why don't you draw your sword?" No. 6 asked.
"When it's time to draw the sword, I will naturally draw it." Shi Jue said calmly.
"You don't regard me as your opponent?" No. 6 asked again.
"Even if a child stands in front of me, I will treat him as an opponent. This is the most basic respect for a swordsman. It is also responsible for oneself." Shi Jue said lightly: "Remind you, I will not draw my sword and
It doesn’t mean I’m not prepared.”
"You are a bit arrogant." Number Six said.
"I won't be arrogant, but I still have confidence." Shi Jue said with a smile. A feeling of calmness emanated, a feeling of giving up the fight. The artistic conception of Kang Long and Regret could not help but
Emitted. But this feeling is very dangerous for No. 6.
"Hit, grind!"
"Master, kill two people!"
…
The two of them could keep their composure, but the audience could not.
It was No. 6's turn to lose his temper. "The evergreen pine on the green mountain!"
No. 6's sword stabbed at Shi Jue with a fierce sword intent. This sword technique contained the artistic conception of a dangerously hanging pine tree. The sword turned into an outward-stretching pine branch and stabbed at Shi Jue.
"when!"
The two swords intersected, and Shi Jue used the move of Qingshan Everlasting Pine. Shi Jue took three steps back, and No. 6 took two steps back.
"You also know how to use Qingsong Swordsmanship?! You can actually do it better than me!" No. 6 said in surprise.
"I just learned from you." Shi Jue said calmly. There are countless pine trees growing on the cliff of Juejianmen. He understands this artistic conception more thoroughly than No. 6. Coupled with his powerful deduction ability, he has already
Mastering the essence of Qingsong Swordsmanship naturally makes him better than No. 6.
"What a pity!..." No. 6 sighed.
"It's a pity that only one of us can leave the battle beast platform." Shi Jue said indifferently.
"Let's fight! Look at my second move, cliff green pine!" Number Six's momentum increased again, the battle of life and death cannot be preserved!
No. 6's sword intent was greatly enhanced, and the sword light in his hand pierced Shi Jue like a spiritual snake. It was full of vigor and agility.
"The sky is filled with pine needles!" Shi Jue created a sword technique of his own in an instant.
The sword energy between the sword tips was surging, forming scattered waves of energy that faced No. 6.
"when……"
Amid the fierce collision, each took two steps back. Shi Jue stopped, and No. 6 steadied his body, looking at Shi Jue with incredible eyes. The clothes on his body were torn with countless holes, and there were also streaks on his body.
bloodstains.
The victory was determined. If Shi Jue hadn't suppressed his inner strength, No. 6 would have not only cut his clothes and skin, but would have been minced by Shi Jue's sword energy.
"The third form of Qingsong Sword Technique, Pine Spring Reflecting the Moon!" No. 6's momentum increased again. In the battle of life and death, he had no way out. He mobilized all his will, and his force instantly increased.
"Cliff Green Pine!" Shi Jue's move is not at the same level of power as No. 6's. His move is more agile than No. 6's.
"when……"
The two swords collided countless times and separated again. Shi Jue only used the power of the sixth grade, and he still had reservations. He looked very relaxed. No. 6 looked tired, and this time he lost all confidence.
"I will use the strongest move, I hope you won't hold back. I will be proud to die in your hands." No. 6 said.
"As you wish." Shi Jue nodded. This is respect for a swordsman. It is better to die under the opponent's sword than to be killed by the battle beast platform.