Chapter 139 U19, Xue Jing Appears on the Field, Shocking the Audience! God's Will Is Like a Knife that Cannot Be Violated, One Knife in One Second (8K)

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 fell 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 all ready to go like Xue Jing.

Xue Jing's arrival made the people present look different.

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

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

Yin Muhu was the most natural. When he saw Xue Jing, his muscular face showed a little smile, and he greeted her with a very contrasting sweet girl voice:

"Brother Xue."

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

"Your match is tomorrow, right? Are you going to watch the match today?"

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

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

"Hello, Sister Wei."

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

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, glanced at him, and was a little curious.

"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 the two players who advance. 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."

Yin Muhu next to him looked strange.

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 type, riding in a car is a torture every time, and she can only bend over and curl up to fit in, and she is bent over the entire 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 line was lined up at the gate, 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, go to the gate first, there is an internal personnel passage there, and you can go in directly."

Yin Muhu looked at the gate of the stadium not far away, which was surrounded by the crowd, "How do 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, arrogant and pushing the crowd all the way, constantly moving towards the gate of the gymnasium.

The one 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's no room in front!"

"Someone fell down, stop squeezing!"

Under the crowd's shoving, 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 Taoist 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 shoving. 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 hands like a chicken, with his feet hanging in the air. He turned to 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, and 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 methods 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.

Everyone had either a hand or a foot, with 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 rules honestly, okay? Entering ten minutes earlier will not make you reincarnate ahead of others."

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

"Don't be so arrogant, you little bastard!"

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.

From the moment he broke the first person's hand, the young man noticed him, but he never meant to stop him. He just watched him kill all his fellow disciples, and his expression did not change at all.

"Junior Brother Ji, go ahead and teach this kid a lesson!"

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

Xue Jing: "Oh?"

"They are from the same sect."

"I'm not easy to fight."

"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 Dojo around him.

"Take care of them. If they don't obey, you don't have to beat them. Just touch their wounds. Brothers are injured. It's just a concern. There's no problem at all, right?"

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

"I know, thank you."

His expression was still cold, and his tone remained unchanged. There was no gratitude at all.

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

"Ahhhhhh!" The latter screamed immediately.

"I'm sorry, there are too many people, and it's inevitable that I'll step on something when I squeeze around." Xue Jing apologized insincerely.

"You...!" The man was very angry.

Xue Jing had already turned and left.

The people around him looked at his back, stunned.

"Fuck, how can he be so handsome!"

"Who is that guy! So young and so powerful, could he be a U19 contestant this time!?"

"Ten seconds, I want all the information about this man!"

"Let these people be so arrogant, you didn't expect it, the iron plate came to you before you kicked it!"

"This is what a martial artist should be like, seeing injustice and doing justice!"

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

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

This is the first time she has seen this brother take action.

"Speaking the truth, sparrows eat crickets." Yin Muhu agreed.

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

The three followed the crowd and walked towards the gate of the venue.

On the way, Jiang Siwei said with a look of regret: "Xiao Jing, you taught them a lesson just now, which is a very good hot topic, 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 show Xue Jing's face, the image of a chivalrous and beautiful young martial artist will be established.

At least it can be a little popular and be on the hot search.

Xue Jing just smiled and didn't reply.

...

Walking through the crowd, the three of them soon arrived at the gate of the venue. After a series of formalities, they went through the internal personnel channel and entered the gymnasium.

Jiang Siwei carried a briefcase to find the relevant personnel of the gymnasium to deal with some things, while Xue Jing and Yin Muhu came to the players' lounge.

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

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

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

"It's time, it's time to start."

As soon as the voice fell, the lights in the entire venue suddenly dimmed.

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

Accompanied by the dynamic BGM, the full-hearted singing voice echoed throughout the venue.

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

Yin Muhu curled his lips:

"God rewards hard work", the anthem of the Martial Arts Association."

"It's a lie."

"Only those who have worked hard know the importance of talent. Without talent, you don't even have the qualifications to work hard."

Xue Jing listened to the singing and smiled, "You sang well, with a lot of breath."

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

"In recent years, professional martial artists in the club system have become more and more flashy, singing, acting, and participating in variety shows. They are all more beautiful than each other. I don't understand why they don't just go into the entertainment industry?"

Jiang Siwei was flipping through a document nearby. Hearing this, she laughed and said, "Martial artists are a great gimmick. Traditional stars are no longer popular. If you want to get ahead, the best way is to practice martial arts first. Martial arts stars are much more popular than ordinary stars."

Yin Muhu sighed, "This makes me feel very strange, as if the pure glory of the three words 'martial artist' has been divided and tarnished by some messy people. I feel uncomfortable for no reason."

Xue Jing glanced at her and said nothing.

He didn't feel anything. He was not a pure martial artist. Although he could understand Yin Muhu's meaning and feelings, he didn't have any regrets.

Jiang Siwei comforted him, "This is the era. It is difficult for an individual to fight against the tide of the times. Don't think too much, Xiaoyin."

The opening ceremony performance lasted for nearly 20 minutes. During this period, many singers and bands that Xue Jing didn't know appeared on stage. It was still quite exciting.

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

At the same time, the voice of the commentator was heard in the venue.

"Hello, good afternoon, dear audience friends, welcome to the 37th U19 Unlimited Elite Fighting Tournament Fengcheng Elimination Tournament. I am the commentator Hao Yongyun!"

"I'm Jin Shaorong."

"I'm Zeng Qian."

The big screen in the stadium showed the appearance of three commentators, two men and one woman, who were sitting in the commentary booth not far from the ring.

"Oh, it's been so hard for more than a week. Finally, I can see the long-awaited knockout match..."

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

"Thank you for the support provided by Mingzhen Sports Equipment..."

"Thank you for the strong support from Kangde Security, Kuroshio Security, Galaxy Martial Arts Club..."

"Thank you for the strong support from Fengcheng Culture and Tourism Bureau, the guiding unit of this event..."

After a lot of chatter, it was finally time for the competition.

"Okay, then we should not delay any further and invite the contestants to enter!"

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

"First, please..."

In the players' lounge, Yin Muhu looked at the screen, stood up and said, "I'm going to the ring to watch it up close, Brother Xue, what about you?"

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

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

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

Xue Jing nodded, "I remember them all."

Although the name of U19 is unlimited, it is a competition after all, and it is held for the audience to watch, not a complete actual combat, and there are still some rules and restrictions.

For example, although weapons can be carried, they are limited to cold weapons. Otherwise, if a player comes up with an American Iai... Although it is quite martial in a sense, it is indeed not appropriate and not very entertaining.

There are also no passive fighting, no dirty words, no spitting at the opponent, no magic attacks such as catching shit on the spot with your hands and throwing it to the opponent...

Some strange rules like this.

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

"Well, that's good."

Jiang Siwei nodded.

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

"-You can't kill your opponent."

Jiang Siwei said solemnly.

"This is a formal martial arts competition, which is broadcast live throughout the whole process. If you kill your opponent, you will be disqualified immediately..."

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

He looked at the live broadcast of the game on the screen.

The introduction of the players has ended, and the game has officially begun.

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

Xue Jing watched 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 he took out his mobile phone and sent a WeChat message to his sister Xue Wan.

【Xue Jing: Have you arrived yet】

He had just sent it, and Xue Wan replied almost immediately.

【Xue Wan: [Picture] I'm here! 】

Clicking on the picture, it was a photo of Xue Wan and his classmate Zhao Lu and three others. They were all holding milk tea in their hands and acting cute in front of the camera, with the background being the U19 match.

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

【Xue Jing: The sixth match】

…

Watching the match while chatting on WeChat and listening to the occasional cheers from the audience, time passed quickly.

In more than three hours, a total of five matches were played, and only in the third match, the disciple of the Four Phases Dojo named Ji Huaiyu caught Xue Jing's attention.

"Player Xue Jing, player Xue Jing, get ready to play."

The shouts of the staff came from outside the lounge.

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

"Then I'll go, Sister Wei."

Jiang Siwei nodded and smiled, "Come on, Xiaojing, good luck in martial arts."

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

Following the staff, Xue Jing came to the waiting area, and then the contestant channel, and then the ring.

"There are still five minutes before the halftime break. When the commentator mentions you, go out. Do you understand? Contestant Xue Jing."

The staff looked at this overly good-looking and delicate boy and praised him in their hearts.

This appearance will definitely cause a sensation among the audience. He looks so good.

"Got it." Xue Jing waved his hand.

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

Later, it will be his first appearance in a conspicuous public occasion.

Logically speaking, he should be nervous about facing the gazes of tens of thousands of people for the first time.

However, his heart was calm, without any fluctuations, just like he was just going out to the supermarket to buy some vegetables.

"... Let's welcome contestant Li Chengxuan!"

The voice of the commentator came from outside the passage.

"Li Chengxuan is also a familiar player to us. He comes from the Jinfeng Dojo in Qingcheng. He is the last-ranked disciple in the Jinfeng Dojo. He uses the 'Golden Wind White Rainbow Sword'."

"Li Chengxuan has participated in our Fengcheng preliminaries before. During the period, he killed his opponents in almost every game. His strength is terrifying. He is the most dazzling dark horse in this year's U19!"

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

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

"Oh~ Almost a perfect hexagon, a player with no obvious weaknesses."

"But I feel that Li Chengxuan is a bit strange. Every time he appeared in the previous games, he was very energetic and smiling. But today his expression seems a bit solemn. Is he afraid of his opponent?"

"Then without further ado, next, we invite--Xue Jing!"

Hearing his name, Xue Jing took a step and walked slowly towards the player channel.

"Here it comes, little brother Jun is going to play!"

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

"Xue Jing..."

"Brother Xue..."

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

"Here it comes, little junior brother is going to play!"

In the Canglong Dojo, in the Yangxin Room, there is a big TV. Li Qi, Chen Fuguang, Meng Boshang, Meng Qingjiao, Zhushan Ying, the master and apprentice gathered together and watched intently.

In the Yunlu Hotel, Mao Mao rubbed his eyes and looked at the TV hanging on the wall with sleepy eyes.

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

In the dim venue, several spotlights hit the exit.

A boy holding a long knife walked out slowly.

When his appearance was completely exposed and reflected on the big screen by the camera, the whole noisy gymnasium seemed to be suddenly quiet for a moment.

Under the messy black hair, there was a handsome face that seemed to be carefully carved by the gods.

He walked out from 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 ordinary people could not have. The four words "young master" were almost tailor-made for him.

The boy walked out of the passage and walked onto the stage under the spotlight.

At the same time, the venue erupted with a much louder noise than when Li Chengxuan appeared.

"Fuck, who is he? Why have I never heard of him before?"

"He's so handsome!"

"I don't know who he is, or where he's from, I just know he's my husband from now on!"

"Shen Jin, is any handsome guy your husband?"

"I don't care, he's 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, with a 360-degree surround shot without blind spots... This was a treatment that all the previous players had never had.

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

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

The venue suddenly became quiet for a moment.

Then...

"Ah ... "Hey? What happened to you?"

Zhao Lu was the first to come back to her senses and sincerely held Xue Wan's hand:

"Sister-in-law!"

Xue Wan: "?"

...

"Wow~ Xue Jing, the contestant, caused a sensation as soon as he appeared on the stage."

"Coincidentally, this contestant, like Li Chengxuan, is also from Qingcheng. He belongs to the Galaxy Martial Arts Club and uses the 'Hidden Dragon Style'."

"He participated in the knockout round directly as a seeded player of the Galaxy Club. He has never had a match record before. Today he debuted as a rookie and stood 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, Qingda Affiliated High School... Wow, he is both literary and martial, and looks very handsome."

"Hexagonal data chart... Well, there is no, all question marks."

The voice of commentator Hao Yongyun sounded in the venue.

On the ring, Li Chengxuan, holding a dark golden eight-sided Han sword, looked at Xue Jing with a serious look, and slowly said:

"It's been a while since we last met, Xue Jing."

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

Xue Jing glanced at him and asked curiously, "Who are you?"

Li Chengxuan: "..."

"Heh, you're playing this game? It's okay, I'll make you remember it soon."

Li Chengxuan made a sword flower with the Han sword in his hand.

"I didn't spend this time in vain, it's all thanks to you, there is no creation without destruction, after my injury was healed, my whole body strength has transformed, reaching the realm of 'cutting through without hindrance'."

He pointed the Han sword at the ground obliquely, without any movement, but with a burst of strength, a sword energy emerged from the tip of the sword, piercing a hole in the ring ground.

"See? That's sword energy. I can use it!"

"I've already reached a level that ordinary martial artists can't reach in their lifetime!"

"Now, I'm afraid I can't stop myself and accidentally kill you with a sword..."

Xue Jing smiled and didn't 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's normal for them to appreciate each other."

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

"It seems that this will be a very exciting game. What kind of surprises can the two young geniuses from the same hometown bring us? Let's wait and see!"

On the ring, the referee came to the middle of the two.

"Both players, take your positions."

"Ready..."

"Start!"

The referee stretched out his hand and waved towards the middle of the two, then immediately stepped back and quickly left the ring.

In the field, the two did not move for a while.

The audience looked at the field expectantly.

"Clang——"

Xue Jing slowly unsheathed the Futu Knife in his hand.

Then he spoke softly:

"I will only strike once."

"If you catch it, there will be victory or defeat. If you can't catch it, it will be 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 appeared.

——Eyes flowed.

Then, the silver white of the divinity permeated the pupils.

Li Chengxuan's whole body suddenly tightened, his scalp numbed, and the alarm bells in his heart rang wildly.

Just like a herbivore meeting 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 regardless of everything!

What's going on with this person...! ! ?

And before... they are completely two different people!

"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 rolled into the tornado, carrying a magnificent momentum, raging towards Li Chengxuan.

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

How to fight this?

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

As soon as the sword energy was spit out, 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, like a mantis trying to stop a car, extremely ridiculous.

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

After the tornado, the whole audience fell silent.

"What did you say you could do?"

"Sword Qi?"

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~)