Arad Continent Sword God

Chapter 32: The Soul of the Blade Kazan Please collect it!
'The play is over? '

'I came just to say'

'Others may not know, but I know you hide your strength'

'I'll keep an eye on you, you can't escape my eyes! '

After finishing speaking, Lu Gudie turned her head and walked towards the arena, leaving only Wang Xiansheng standing there with a confused face.

Wang Xiansheng who was standing there did not expect that he thought that Lu Gudie came here because he found his handsomeness and wanted to be friends with him.

He was originally worried about how to reject him, but he didn't expect that he was overthinking it. Wang Xiansheng, who was standing there, coughed, concealed the embarrassment on his face and walked towards the arena, muttering as he walked.

The other top ten players behind were speechless.

"Sure enough, no one has noticed how handsome I am?"

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As the ten contestants entered the arena, the other spectators rushed in anxiously.

Just as Wang Xiansheng walked into the arena, the arena staff who had been waiting for a long time greeted him and said to Wang Xiansheng respectfully.

'My lord, you have been assigned to Arena No. 3 today'

'Today's competition rules are that all ten players will compete once, and the three players with the highest rankings will advance.'

While leading the way, the staff turned around and followed Wang Xiansheng as he explained the rules of today's game.

Hearing what the staff said, the expressionless Wang Xiansheng followed the staff to an arena marked with No. 3 and stopped.

Sitting on the player's seat under Arena No. 3, Wang Xiansheng observed the dynamics of other players.

I saw that You Kun was assigned to the No. [-] arena, Ren Yixu was assigned to the No. [-] arena, he was assigned to the No. [-] arena, Lu Gudie was assigned to the No. [-] arena, and the remaining professional players were assigned to different stages. Arena.

Looking at the other nine contestants, some had their eyes closed, some were walking back and forth on the arena happily, and some were standing on the arena with expressionless faces like statues.

After a while, the arena was already crowded with people, dense crowds of spectators sat in the auditorium on the arena, whispering and making the arena extremely lively.

In the noisy arena, violent war drums suddenly came from all directions, and the loud sound echoed throughout the entire arena. The originally noisy arena was shocked into silence for a moment by the huge war drums, and then the audience stood up from their seats. Standing up, raising his hands and waving, there was a sudden loud cheer.

boom! boom! boom!
Huge fireworks were sprayed around the roof of the arena, and the sound of drums filled people's blood one after another. Even Wang Xiansheng felt his blood getting hot.

Suddenly the lights in the arena dimmed, and the entire arena was dark. Just as the audience was thinking, a light suddenly shone in the middle of the arena stage.

A man wearing an earthen jar on his head, making it difficult to see his face, was hanging in mid-air. It was the earthen jar whose refereeing power in previous games had reached the level of an awakening-level professional!

I saw the earthen jar suspended in mid-air and said.

'Quack quack, we meet again'

'Today there will be a three-final promotion match'

'Which three players can advance? '

'Let's wait and see'

The earth pot without any nonsense said a few words directly, announced the start of the game, and then flew to the commentary stand aside.

When the earth pot announced the start of the competition, Wang Xiansheng had already stepped onto the arena, holding the sword in his arms with both hands, looking at the players who were about to compete with him.

Slowly, a man walked up to the arena with his hand wrapped in a bandage, his right hand glowing purple-black, and a mysterious purple gas coming out of his arm. He was wearing a purple open leather jacket, and his body was full of scars.

A pair of purple eyes and white hair make people feel very evil when they look at it.

It was Li Ming, the only Devil May Cry professional among the top ten players. The strategy released by the earth pot showed a second-level and ninth-level professional, but I don't know if the evaluation of the earth pot was wrong or Li Ming was promoted again in the past few days. He even reached the third level of strength.

Li Ming was holding a slender sword in his hand, his purple eyes matched with his expressionless face, making it impossible to guess what was going on in his heart.

Wang Xiansheng ignored him, even if he reached the third level of strength, it was no big deal to him, instead, he continued to pay attention to the players who were about to compete in other arenas.

I saw You Kun's opponent on the No. [-] arena was Li Xing

Ren Yixu's opponent on the second arena is Tuo Ning

Lu Gudie's opponent on stage four is Xiong Li
Miaozhi's opponent on stage [-] is Xi Gudan
I don’t know if it was done randomly or on purpose. In the first game, the players who were expected to advance to the top three didn’t meet each other. Instead, No. 1 basically played the last place. I don’t know if he was in the top ten promotion game. Sometimes, after a series of battles, due to heavy injuries, the rules of the game were changed, so that the players who have the strength to advance can retain their strength and physical strength to fight until the end.

Ding, ding, ding, the drums sounded, announcing that all the contestants were on the field, and the game officially began!
Wang Xiansheng, who heard the sound of the battle drum, did not pay attention to the battles in other arenas. He turned his head to look at the opponent in the first battle, the third-level Devil May Cry professional Li Ming

Hearing the sound of the war drum, Li Ming slightly opened his eyes wide, revealing his evil purple pupils, grinning, holding a Taidao in his left hand, and chanting incantations rapidly in his mouth.

As the spell sounded, Li Ming's ferocious purple right arm was seen rising up with strong vitality and sending out violent energy fluctuations.

After reciting the spell, Li Ming moved his purple right hand and pointed in front of him. It was as if something had come out of Li Ming's purple right arm, and the purple color on his right arm became weaker.

With Li Ming's right arm pointing, miraculously, a three-foot-long red blood formation rose up on the arena. In the center of the formation stood a semi-illusory ghost and god hanging in the center, showing a ferocious expression and roaring violently. .

Li Ming, who watched the formation, seemed to relax, heaved a long sigh of relief, and sneered at Wang Xiansheng with a cold voice.

'You are strong, but you shouldn't be so big'

'I'm sure of victory this time.' After saying that, Li Ming held the sword in his hand and stabbed Wang Xiansheng quickly.

Originally, Wang Xiansheng, who was still looking at the ferocious ghosts and gods, looked at Li Ming laughing at him and stabbing him with the Taidao, with a funny expression on his face, he couldn't help but raised the autumn leaf sword to block Li Ming's attack and said .

"so what?"

"So what if you release Kazan of Soul Blade"

'Do you think you can beat me with this? '

Li Ming, who was attacking Wang Xiansheng fiercely, changed his face when he heard Wang Xiansheng tell the origin of his skills.

(End of this chapter)