Everyone was shouting loudly, and some people even tore off their clothes and waved them vigorously in their hands, as if otherwise they couldn't express the shock in their hearts.
The Mad Sword Master from the Capital City defeated the Jueqing Sword in one fell swoop for the first time in the ring. This shock was enough to make the audience go crazy.
"Victory, victory, Crazy Sword Capital School actually won!"
"He killed Jueqing Dao, he killed Jueqing Dao!"
"I have seen the Jueqing Sword fighting before, but I never thought he would save a hand. But even so, he was still killed by the Mad Sword Master!"
"It's really amazing. I think this crazy sword master is invincible in this ghost ring!"
Everyone was so excited that they didn't care even if they lost money. Such a wonderful competition in the ring, even if it is rare to see it once in a lifetime, what does it mean to lose some money?
The shouts of "Crazy Sword Capital School" gradually sounded from everywhere, and soon they merged into one, until everyone in the audience was shouting this.
In the audience, Yu Xiandeng also shouted loudly along with the crowd. He was so excited that he couldn't control himself, and his eyes were slightly wet because of this excitement.
Lei Xingkong came to the stage to compete, all because he owed gambling debts. Now Lei Xingkong has won three games in a row, and the matter is finally over. However, looking at Lei Xingkong's face on the ring, which looks a little pale after the fierce battle, and
The two shocking knife marks on his chest made Yu Xiandeng feel both happy and ashamed.
In addition, he never thought that this younger brother who had grown up with him would have such great martial arts, which gave him an inexplicable sense of strangeness, completely overturning Lei Xingkong's image of him as a "foodie".
Perception.
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Under the ring, there was another person smiling from ear to ear, that person was Mr. Chen who had bet on Lei Xingkong before.
Anyone who is good at gambling knows that if you want to win big money with a small gamble, you need to "pass three levels."
Mr. Chen had seen Lei Xingkong’s strength before, so he bet on Lei Xingkong for three consecutive games. Even though Lei Xingkong’s opponent was Jueqingdao, he gritted his teeth and bought Lei Xingkong to win, and he never changed his mind.
But... after three games, the two money bags in his hand had already doubled more than twenty times according to the odds, so he really won a lot of money.
Looking at Lei Xingkong on the ring, Mr. Chen laughed and couldn't help but murmur to himself: "This kid actually won the Jueqing Dao. He will be feared in the future, and he will be feared in the future!"
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In the VIP box.
The faces of Tao Luohou and Qi Yangbo were not very pretty.
"It's useless to have a half-grown man beheaded. It's really not a pity to die!" Uncle Qi Yang cursed in a low voice with great anger.
Although Tao Luohou didn't make a sound, he only clenched his fists tightly, which showed that he was angry in his heart.
Although losing two hundred thousand gold baht in a row was nothing in the eyes of these two princes and uncles, it was just this depression that made it difficult for them to feel happy no matter what.
Among the three people, only Jie Yihou won money tonight, but at this time he smiled gloomily, but he was not happy about winning money.
Although he didn't see Lei Xingkong use the sword move with the realm of divine power, he could see it clearly just now that Lei Xingkong used his body to resist the two blows from the Jueqing Sword.
"Those two knives... But the Jueqing Sword was only used after self-improvement in cultivation. It seems that it is no longer weaker than the realm of Tianwei... The kid Lei Xingkong just used his body to carry it down. He must have used some kind of secret technique.
, Otherwise, how could it be possible? Humph, looking at his current face and the injuries on his body, I'm afraid he's been seriously injured inside."
Although Marquis Jieyi was just a playboy, he still had some good eyesight. Seeing Lei Xingkong's "weak" appearance, he immediately secretly planned to send people to find Lei Xingkong in the next two days in order to get the sword.
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On the arena.
Ghost Face rushed to Lei Xingkong's place immediately, grabbed Lei Xingkong's hand and raised it high, then started yelling at the audience around him.
"It's too unbelievable. The winner tonight is the Crazy Blade Capital School, and the hero tonight is the Crazy Blade Capital School..."
Ghost Face began to talk non-stop.
The most exciting contest tonight was certainly worthy of his elaborate exaggeration.
It should be noted that Jueqingdao's strength ranks among the top five among all the warriors in Yuhua Pavilion. Lei Xingkong killed him tonight, which shows that Lei Xingkong's strength is also among the top five, or even the top three.
Yuhua Pavilion also needs to establish star warriors and gather popularity, so that it can attract people to watch the ghost competition and place bets on it.
This is the way to make money in Yuhua Pavilion, and it is also the foundation.
Ghost Face's narration and bragging took longer than Lei Xingkong's three matches in the ring.
However, the audience under the ring listened with gusto and responded enthusiastically. The whole process was filled with cheers and applause, and most of them looked at Lei Xingkong with admiration.
Standing on the ring, Lei Xingkong was at the mercy of Ghost Face. He raised his hand when it was time to raise his hand and posed when it was time to pose. He used his second spirit to cope with various requests from Ghost Face and cooperated with the excitement of the audience.
, at the same time, his first soul is still guiding the soul power provided by Fangcun Tiandi to run in the body in an orderly manner.
One week, two weeks, three weeks, four weeks...
The soul power seems to be endless, constantly spurting out from the square inch of heaven and earth.
After replenishing his Dantian, Lei Xingkong turned to input Canglong Qi into his lungs. The Canglong Qi accumulated in his lungs continued to grow, thicken and become solid.
finally--
After the eighth week of soul power circulation, the lungs no longer receive the input of Canglong Qi. The Canglong Qi there tightly wraps the lungs like substance and begins to be tempered.
Lei Xingkong was overjoyed, knowing that the Canglong energy that had been tempering his lungs had been fully accumulated, and all that was left was to wait, so he immediately stopped and continued to use his soul power.
"I never expected that the remnant soul of this ancient beast could provide such rich soul power."
Lei Xingkong couldn't help but secretly sigh to the little god. At the same time, he sunk his mind into Fangcun Heaven and Earth. After a brief inspection, he found that there was still a lot of soul power in it. Only 30% of it was used before.
With only 30% of his soul power, just eight weeks, and just the time of performing in the ring, he not only replenished the inner energy that he had lost before, but also fully accumulated the Canglong energy needed to temper his lungs.
The little god replied: "This is nothing. If you encounter real ancient beasts or even ancient gods and demons in the future, you will know what it means to have strong soul power... Well, I can only say: your cultivation level is too low!"
"
After hearing what the little god said, Lei Xingkong curled his lips with "disdain" and did not take the little god's "contempt" to heart at all.
The little god added: "However, getting this ancient beast's remnant soul this time has saved you a lot of effort. The soul power of this ancient beast's remnant soul is enough for you to complete the tempering of the lungs and kidneys. The remaining
The six internal organs require half the Canglong energy compared to the five major organs, so the tempering time is much shorter."
"So, I will soon reach the realm of Tianwei."
Lei Xingkong chuckled, as long as he thought about the power of Tianwei realm, he couldn't help but feel excited in his heart.
At this time, Ghost Face's words were almost finished.
"Now, let's ask our hero, the Crazy Sword Master, to come down from the ring and take a rest. Let's cheer for him again!"
Ghost Face pulled Lei Xingkong and slowly walked him down the ring. As he walked, he motioned for Lei Xingkong to raise his hands and accept the cheers from the surrounding audience.
Lei Xingkong had no choice but to "force a smile", raised his hands, and then quickly stepped down to the ring.