Starting from Peerless Tang Sect, add some practice

Chapter 14 Fire Dragon Minghong
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Can the distributable points be accurate to decimal places?

Li Xinyi tried to distribute the newly added 0.1, but there was no way to distribute it.

"Is there only a whole number to allocate and add points?" Li Xin narrowed his eyes once or twice, "It seems that there are other ways besides a fixed point every month and bonuses for upgrades."

Distributable points are life for Li Xinyi!

After all, a count is one year's lifespan. If he starts now and doesn't plan to worry about trivial matters in the world, and finds a place to go to his wife and children to warm their heads, he may live to the end of the world.

Not to mention, a little bit can do far more than a year's lifespan.

Can he learn forging for a year to improve the level of thousand forging?

No.

But points can be allocated.

He has practiced soul skills for a year, can soul skills be strengthened besides being more proficient?

No.

But points can be allocated.

This kind of omnipotent points, Li Xinyi is really not too much, or even too little!

Although it is only 0.1 point more now, it is still too much.

and……

"referee."

Li Xin looked at the referee, and said loudly: "The next match is life and death."

"Life and death fight!!!"

The referee lost his voice in surprise: "Are you sure? This soul fighter, the life-and-death fight is not a joke, it will kill people."

"That's right." Li Xin put the knife back into its sheath, "I will choose life and death for the next match!"

"Okay then." The referee was helpless at first, then became excited, and shouted to the audience in all directions.

"Gentlemen and ladies, guess what our Lord Minghong just said? You will never guess!
The next match will be a feast of blood, a life-and-death duel, an unlimited life-and-death fight where only one person can survive, and any means are allowed! "

"Life and death!"

Under the stage, Su Ziyi's heart tightened, she was holding the thirty red chips that she had just won in the game, and she wanted to call out to her student loudly and tell him to get off his head.

It's a pity that the audience around was far more excited than him.

"Life and death? Such a small soul fighter?"

"I want to see the blood flow like a river!"

"Life and death! Life and death! Life and death!"

……

Although there are life-and-death fights every day, there are very few soul fighters who participate in life-and-death fights for a young man like Li Xinyi.

And, they all know, it's a genius.

But a genius in cultivation does not mean a genius in combat.

What some people like to watch most is when a genius dies in a meaningless battle. The torn body, the desperate, unbelievable eyes are their favorite scenes.

Li Xinyi listened to the voices around him, he was full of malice, most of them were directed at him.

What they want to see is death, and to a lesser extent, they want to see their own death.

but……

He raised his right hand, gestured his middle finger to the surroundings, and circled around, his tone was very rampant: "No matter who it is, I will kill it when it comes to the field."

"go--"

The audience booed.

Boom!
Boom!
Heavy footsteps came from the opposite exit, and a tall figure emerged from the shadows.

It was a man in heavy armor with an iron mask covering his face. He didn't wear shoes, and the nails of both hands were still mixed with red to black flesh and blood. I don't know what kind of creature it was.

"This is my opponent?"

The man looked at Li Xin with contempt: "An unknown arrogant little man?"

"Iron face!"

"It's the iron face of winning fourteen games in a row!"

"It is said that it is the cash cow of this soul fighting field."

"Press him to win! That kid will never win against Iron Mask!"

……

The referee's introduction is over, and Li Xinyi also knows his opponent.

One of the death fighters in this soul fighting arena is also the one with the highest winning streak at the soul master level. After all, if there is no victory, there is only death. Naturally, he has to work harder than other soul fighters.

And starting the life-and-death fight means that Li Xinyi has become an alternative in today's one-on-one battle zone. Unless he is an applicant who also chooses the life-and-death fight, he will only fight with death fighters.

Of course, after a life-and-death battle, it can be canceled if you are alive.

But if you don't cancel and continue the life-and-death fight, you only need to win three games in a row to automatically enter today's finals and compete for the honor of the solo king of the day.

For example, his opponent, Tie Mian, had won the honor of Single Fighter King twice in the past.

"Fighting soul——

start! "

Following the referee's order, Li Xinyi and Tie Mian erupted into martial spirits.

The iron-faced martial soul is a weapon martial soul, a black epee without a front, and it suppresses people purely by strength, turning the enemy into a meat sauce.

His first spirit ring was at the hundred-year level, the name of the spirit skill - heavy, instantly increased the weight of the epee to [-] times.

The weight of his epee increases with the level, currently it is [-] catties, in other words, the current instant output is [-] catties.

Thousands of pounds of power!

boom!
In just a blink of an eye, Tie Mian had crossed the seemingly long distance between the two and appeared in front of Li Xinyi.Where he was standing, a hole was stepped on the ground.

Swinging the epee is smashing.

As soon as Li Xin drew his knife, trying to stop him, he suddenly had a mental alert.

Dodging sideways, the epee fell to the ground, and Shi Potian was shocked, the ground shattered and a big hole appeared.

"What a heavy sword!" he thought to himself.

Tie Mian didn't know what Li Xinyi was thinking, he just raised the sword, it was like a light sword, it danced into a big whirlwind in an instant, turned and went towards the enemy.

That is an epee that can produce a force of [-] jin in an instant!

How can Li Xinyi stop it?

No matter how copper-skinned and iron-framed, it can save two hits.

With the sword drawn, the red dragon ignited, and Li Xin wandered around the iron surface, looking for the possibility of attacking.

Under the stage, Su Ziyi nodded slightly: "Yes, I still have a sense of combat, but this is more like the way of the agility attack department."

The knives are burning, the swords are clashing, and the head-to-head style of play is what Li Xinyi said to the young lady at the registration office before.

But actually...

He is quite dark.

Ming Hong Dao is a weapon forged by Li Xinyi himself. It is a thousand-forged soldier who uses his own blood to inspire his spirit. The blood is like a blend, and it is handy. Its special effect of thousands of forgings - the red dragon fire is launched, and it only needs a breath. Just soul power.

He is the least afraid of a war of attrition.

"Huh...huh..."

Iron Face frowned, breathing more and more heavily.

He usually directly crushes his enemies with extreme violence.It's not that I haven't encountered a sensitive attack system soul master, but that a sensitive attack system soul master of the same level cannot display the speed that I am proud of on this 20-meter fighting spirit stage.

Well, only at the soul master level, after all there is only one soul skill.

This guy……

It's so slippery!
He has already turned off the soul ability, and has been turning on the soul ability to use the heavy sword and windmill, and he can't bear the consumption.

But the release of the martial spirit is much less, it can even be said to be non-existent.

The heavy sword and big windmill blew a black whirlwind across the entire Soul Fighting Stage, forming a stark contrast with the crimson flames on the side.

"You're almost exhausted."

A smile appeared on the corner of Li Xinyi's mouth: "Then it's my turn!"

Knife light flashed.

He exploded with strength, and smashed himself into the epee windmill, slashing out one after another.

Every knife burst out like a dragon's flame, and the refined red dragon fire burned everything, and chopped the heavy sword that had dispelled the soul skill in two, and chopped it on Tie Mian's body.

There were only two screams.

The first sound was the backlash caused by the broken martial soul, and the second sound was the pain of being cut off from limbs.

Li Xinyi's priority is always to attack the limbs, chop off the enemy's limbs, become a human stick, and then kill the head with a knife.

The red fire rose up like a hovering dragon, burning the flying head, gushing blood, and lonely body, turning them into black ash and smoke, and dissipating them in all directions.

Flying all the way, flew to the auditorium.

quiet!
Very quiet.

Everyone in the auditorium seemed to be strangled by someone, unable to speak.

Ming Hong, killed Tie Mian?

How could I have such a dream?
"How can... cough cough cough!"

A middle-aged beautiful woman couldn't believe it, she opened her small mouth slightly, and finally coughed after swallowing a mouthful of smoke from the iron mask.

"Minghong, Cunsheng!"

The referee has reacted and announced the result loudly.

And the moment his voice was transmitted, the entire Soul Arena erupted.

"Dark horse! Absolutely dark horse!"

"Damn it! I'll bet on this guy next time! I'll bet on my entire net worth!"

"Iron Face was defeated by him! He is already invincible at this level! Who the hell can stop him!"

"Damn it! I've studded my face just now!"

There are ecstasies and there are tragedies.

But without exception, they have already acknowledged the strength of Li Xinyi, this little pawn who was unknown before today, and the biggest dark horse after today.

Known as——

Fire Dragon Minghong!

(End of this chapter)