With the experience of winning in the previous game, Lei Xingkong has become more calm in facing the voices of the audience.
Gangfeng Lei Gong won this match more easily than the previous match against Black Tiger. After two games, it can be said that he never felt any sense of "oppression".
Offstage, Ghost Face rushed onto the ring again.
He seemed very excited, and he spoke so fast that he seemed to be a bit incoherent, loudly bragging about the victory of the "Crazy Sword Capital School".[
Just now it was clear that nothing could be seen clearly due to the poisonous smoke, but now that it was in his mouth, it was still as if he had witnessed the whole process of the competition with his own eyes, and the "explanation" of the competition was wonderful.
Amid all the bragging and nonsense, there is one thing that shows that he is unusual.
He actually recognized the sword Qi that Lei Xingkong used before and explained it so that the audience could clearly understand that Lei Xingkong's cultivation was at the sixth level of Canglong Jue.
He is young, has high cultivation level, and has a military background... All these are in line with the Yong people's culture of advocating bravery, and most of the people watching the competition immediately support the "Crazy Sword Capital School" even more.
"Young man, well done, you are indeed a good man from Yongjun!"
"Crazy Sword Capital School, kill, kill, kill... I will only win if you win from now on!"
"How much money can such a person make if he competes in the ring? After you go to the ring, go to my sister's house, and she will ask you to be your wife!"
Amidst the shouting, all kinds of crazy people were chatting and gossiping, all of which were venting their admiration for the victor.
Lei Xingkong just seemed not to hear such a noise. He secretly circulated his inner breath and absorbed the soul power.
After killing Lord Gangfeng Lei just now, he naturally captured another living soul. It was even more effortless than before when he captured the soul of the black tiger.
At this time, two consecutive streams of soul power were absorbed into the Dantian, and the pure Canglong energy was "shot" into the lungs, making the accumulated Canglong energy thicker.
"Sure enough, this ghost ring is the most convenient way to collect living souls!"
Lei Xingkong felt the change of energy in his body and was secretly satisfied.
On the battlefield, although it is easier to obtain a large number of souls, after all, it is a battle. You have to take into account the entire battle situation and the life and death of your soldiers, which is extremely stressful.
But in this ghost arena, he doesn't need to worry about these at all. He can not only hone his martial arts skills, but also collect powerful living souls, which is perfect for him.
…
After Guimian boasted a lot.
He opened his arms and gestured towards the audience to calm down... Soon, the audience became quiet again.
Lei Xingkong watched him show off calmly.[
"Everyone, calm down and listen to my words, listen to my words..."
Ghost Face took a deep breath, and his voice was full of excitement, as if he had been stimulated by something, but he was suppressing it. This behavior immediately made people feel curious.
After the audience was completely quiet, Ghost Face asked loudly: "Do you want to know who will compete with the Crazy Sword Capital School next?"
"think!"
There are very few people who respond like this.
"In no mood!"
There are people everywhere who respond like this.
Someone even shouted loudly: "Tonight, all the crazy swordsmen are in the ring. Anyway, it's all a matter of one sword, so what difference does it make who is in the ring?"
The ghost face smiled and said in a very bewitching tone: "The one who is going to compete next has a winning rate of 500 games, so he is different from ordinary warriors."
"What?"
At this time, the audience was in an uproar.
Every regular visitor to Yuhua Pavilion knows the cruelty of this ghost wrestling competition. Those who can win twenty games are already rare experts, with a winning rate of hundreds of games, and even a hundred Chinese literature websites can achieve a winning rate of five hundred games.
There are only a handful of people among the warriors in Guilei now.
"Five hundred wins? How is that possible?"
"Yes, this is the first time for this Crazy Sword Master to compete in the ring. How could he meet such an opponent?"
"Who is that person?"
…
A few words made people in the audience panic. The ghost face smiled with satisfaction, cleared his throat and said loudly: "In this case, I invite the warriors who compete with the Crazy Sword Capital School to compete with the Jue, Qing, Sword!"
"What? It's him?"
"How could it be him? How could the Jueqing Dao be brought to the ring tonight? There has never been any news about it before!"
"If this is the case... I'm afraid that the Crazy Sword Capital School will really fall into trouble!"
…
Hearing the words "Heartless Knife" spoken by Ghost Face, the audience was once again in an uproar, and everyone's eyes were focused on the figure who was slowly walking onto the ring.[
Jueqingdao, dressed in black clothes, walked up to the ghost ring with the golden sword on his back. Judging from his momentum, he already had the upper hand.
His strength is definitely ranked among the top five among the ghost warriors. If the Crazy Sword Master is compared with him, no one who has watched the ghost battle will think that the Crazy Sword Master can win, even though the Crazy Sword Master
Won two games in a row before.
Lei Xingkong looked at this opponent and couldn't help but tighten the saber in his hand.
His reaction was not because of fear or nervousness. On the contrary, his heart was filled with only excitement at this time.
After three lives, he was used to seeing life and death. The pressure before him was nothing to him. However, he had won the previous two games so easily that he was only interested in finally meeting a decent opponent. He couldn't help but feel "Well, well
The idea of "fighting", after all, if you want to hone your martial arts skills, you need a good opponent.
Just by looking at the shape of the Jueqing Knife in front of me, I knew that he was a good wielder of knives. It was just right to use him to try the Ben Lei Knife and see how effective this self-created knife technique would be when faced with a good hand.
After Jueqingdao stood on the ring, he looked at Lei Xingkong with indifferent eyes.
Ghost Face explained another round and compared the two people who were about to face each other.
Of course, most of what he said were useless words, and the purpose was to give the audience under the ring time to place their bets.
In the audience, since Jueqing Dao entered the ring, most of the people who had previously supported Crazy Blade Capital School had silenced their voices and instead placed their bets on Jueqing Dao.
Li Chengwu and others also bought the ruthless sword to win.
Only Yu Xiandeng once again bet all the money and profits he had won in the previous two games on Lei Xingkong.
…
In the VIP box on the other side.
Tao Luohou and Qi Yangbo each bet one hundred thousand gold baht, and they landed on the ruthless knife.
Marquis Jieyi bet 100,000 gold baht on Crazy Sword Capital School.
Uncle Qi Yang asked curiously to Marquis Jieyi: "Marquis Jieyi, do you think that boy from Qingshui County can win the Jueqing Dao?"
"Hard to say!"
Marquis Jieyi shook his head and said: "This kid once embarrassed me when he was in Qingshui County. I hope that kid loses."
Qi Yang Boqi said: "Then you still bet on him?"
Marquis Jieyi smiled sinisterly and said: "Place a bet on him. If he wins, I will make money. If he loses, my 100,000 gold baht will be used as money to kill him. It's the best of both worlds."
"That's it!" Uncle Qi Yang suddenly realized.
After a while, everything was almost ready. Ghost Face loudly announced the start of the competition and quickly got off the ring.
Jueqingdao and Lei Xingkong are facing each other.