I will eventually become a god

The spotlight shines on the exit of the player tunnel.

Because the speech in the interview video just played was too explosive, coupled with his overly good-looking appearance, all the viewers were curious about this upcoming contestant.

In everyone's expectant eyes, a tall figure slowly stepped out from the passage.

Step by step.

As he stepped out, the noise of the nearly 200,000 spectators in the entire arena actually became quiet little by little.

It was as if the footsteps were not stepping on the ground, but stepping on everyone's heart.

With each step, the noise got a little lower.

Until he completely walked out of the passage, the entire arena was almost silent.

The ultra-high-pixel camera was focused on him, and his half body was reflected on the big screen in the venue.

Like a face carved by the gods, it was clearly displayed in front of everyone.

Yuan Ting Yue Zhi, with a tall and tall figure like a pine tree, exudes a calmness that ordinary people cannot pretend to be. Although he looks very young, he also has a deep and powerful spirit that young people cannot possibly have. His appearance can only be described by the words 'young master'.

In his right hand, he held an old and simple giant sword, dragging it on the ground. As he moved forward, the terrifying weight pressed a long ravine on the ground.

At this time, according to the usual practice, after the players appeared, the audience should have applauded and welcomed them, but for a while, no one could make a sound.

It was not intentional, but everyone was stunned by the aura exuding from the young man.

As his own strength gradually improved, Xue Jing's mental energy level at this time had exceeded that of ordinary people by countless times.

Without restraint, he explodes his spiritual aura without any scruples, and the sense of oppression produced on his body is almost equivalent to seeing a Godzilla walking into the field to ordinary people.

That is an existence that can easily control one's own life and death, and is far superior to oneself - everyone is instinctively aware of this.

As Xue Jing stepped onto the stage step by step, stopped, inserted the giant sword in his hand into the ground with a click, and stood upright, the audience woke up from a dream to the voice of the commentary.

"Wow~ Xue Jing is indeed the player who has caused a sensation in the knockout rounds. Even when he came to the finals, he still didn't have the slightest stage fright. It was like he was back at home. He was born to belong to the competition. man!"

"Photographer, photographer, okay, okay, if we keep filming, the hearts of our female audience members will not be able to bear it!"

The commentator's joking voice broke the depressing atmosphere after Xue Jing's appearance.

The audience came back to their senses and looked at the photographer who was sitting on an elevated platform taking a 360-degree surround shot of Xue Jing, and they all laughed out loud.

"Hahaha, is this the privilege of being good-looking?"

"I was also present at his previous competitions. Every time he appeared on the stage, he would ask the photographer to "turn on the camera". This seems to have become a repertoire, haha."

"As expected of my husband, his aura was so strong just now that I didn't even dare to speak!"

"He has definitely become stronger again during this month's offseason. It's terrifying..."

"What's going on with that ridiculously big sword? Doesn't he use a knife?"

"That's a sword? I thought it was a door panel made of iron and stone..."

There was endless applause and discussion, and the arena was noisy again.

In the contestant viewing area not far from the grand arena, there were nearly thirty contestants scattered about watching the match.

At this time, most of their eyes were focused on Xue Jing, who was discussing with people they knew.

"This sense of oppression and mental energy level should have reached the level of professional ninth-dan."

"That's outrageous. It's already close to Zhou Yinglin's level... He's younger than Zhou Yinglin, right?"

"This is actually a person from the Outer Ring... Was he taught by some master who lived in seclusion in the Outer Ring?"

"I've checked the information, and it turns out he's not taught by some hidden master, but he's from an ordinary sect..."

"It's incredible, it's incredible."

"Look at the sword he is holding. It weighs at least one thousand kilograms... If he can freely control a weapon of this weight, his physical energy level will not be much inferior to his mental energy level."

"What kind of monster is this? No wonder he said that when being interviewed."

"Haha... If he had been staying in the outer ring, then what he said in the interview was not wrong at all, but here..."

In the arena.

"Brother Xue." Yin Muhu looked at Xue Jing opposite, his tough face full of fighting spirit.

Xue Jing smiled and nodded to her: "Yin sister."

Then he seemed to notice something and asked doubtfully: "Huh? Have you lost weight?"

Not sure if it was an illusion, but when he looked at Yin Muhu, he seemed to be slightly thinner than before.

Yin Muhu nodded, clenched his fists, and said: "Brother Xue has good eyesight... This is a preparation to defeat you. Next, I will burn myself, without reservation, and try my best."

Xue Jing smiled and said, "I'm looking forward to it."

At this time, the voice of the commentator sounded from the venue:

"Contestant Xue Jing, he comes from the Hidden Dragon Dojo in Qingcheng in the outer ring. The style he uses is the 'Hidden Dragon Style'... However, according to previous competition records, he has also used killing moves that are obviously not Hidden Dragon Style."

"Then let's take a look at player Xue Jing's hexagonal data chart..."

"Attack 10, Speed ​​10, Defense?, Skill 10, Heart 10, Wisdom?...Due to Xue Jing's previous match record, every shot was a kill, it is difficult to deduce the entire hexagonal data chart, so there are two unknown data."

"But just for the existing data, each one is undoubtedly a full score of 10!"

"And, according to the public opinion, most people who saw Xue Jing's performance on the scene all gave the same evaluation!"

"--Your data is 10 because it just reached 10, and Xue Jing's data is 10 because the highest is only 10'!"

"Such an evaluation shows that the audience recognizes his wonderful performance!"

As if he had received a task from the top, the commentator introduced Xue Jing passionately and eloquently.

"Then stop talking nonsense, both players are in place, let us witness the next exciting duel together!"

Hearing this, the referee who had been standing by the big stage and waiting immediately came to the middle of the two people present, raised his hand and waved between the two.

"The game... begins!"

"Ding——"

The bell rang, signaling the start of the game.

A layer of light blue light film that was so transparent that it was almost invisible, like an inverted bowl, enveloped the entire ring.

Xue Jing did not move at the first moment.

He crossed his arms over his chest, and the Forgotten Sword was stuck in the ground like King Arthur's sword in the stone, standing beside him.

"Sister Yin, come on, let me see your all-out effort."

Xue Jing said softly.

Yin Muhu did not reply, but took a deep breath, a large amount of oxygen was inhaled into her lungs, and her chest and abdomen swelled high.

Then——"Boom!"

Countless light golden steam emerged from her whole body, wrapping her in it, and it looked like she was wrapped in jumping golden flames.

"This is..."

Xue Jing was slightly stunned.

In the light golden flame steam, Yin Muhu's tall and majestic figure began to shrink at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The knotted muscles slowly compressed, and the hard lines gradually faded.

The plump chest that was originally covered by muscles and not obvious began to show a specific outline.

The wrists and thighs gradually became thinner, and the skin slowly faded from color to white.

The muscles on the head also disappeared, revealing the original slender neck, and the beautiful facial features were no longer distorted by the muscles.

Not long after, the original muscle monster girl disappeared, and a girl with a perfect figure and a beautiful face appeared on the scene.

(Yin Muhu's appearance prototype picture: Okami Sakura↓)

This scene immediately made everyone present widen their eyes.

"Oh my god, what's the magic trick?"

"Wait a minute, is she such a beautiful girl!?"

"Where's that muscular girl? Is she wearing some kind of biological armor and now it's been taken off?"

"What the hell, this contrast is too outrageous!"

Ignoring the gazes and noise of others, Yin Muhu stretched out her left and right hands, tore off the cuffs and trouser legs of her martial arts uniform that was too wide because of her weight loss, untied the belt and tied it again, and the martial arts uniform became a slim-fitting vest and shorts.

She was burning with golden flames, took a boxing stance, and looked directly at Xue Jing.

"This is the secret that belongs only to me - Vajra Freedom·Self-image!"

The sweet and tender voice of the girl finally matched her appearance.

Xue Jing looked at the beautiful girl in front of him with admiration and exclaimed: "Awesome."

He didn't care about the change in Yin Muhu's appearance, but admired her achievements in martial arts.

She reached the secret level of temporary burst moves.

This is a field that even Xue Jing has not touched at this time. He still has a vague understanding of how to comprehend the ‘Secret Scales’ and can’t find a clue.

However, Yin Muhu has already walked ahead of him.

Of course, with his eyesight, he has seen that unlike the secret of ‘Secret Scales’ that can be used at any time, Yin Muhu’s ‘Vajra Freedom · Self-image’ is a pre-conditioning secret that requires a long time of accumulation.

Burning itself, at the cost of the accumulation and dissipation of certain places, bursting out combat power beyond its own limit.

The conditions for use are harsh, but correspondingly, the increased combat power is also extremely high.

“Yin sister, you really gave me a surprise…”

“Brother Xue… be careful.”

As soon as the voice fell, Yin Muhu disappeared from the spot, so fast that it was invisible to the naked eye.

“Bang——!!”

With a bang, Xue Jing’s fist and Yin Muhu’s fist intersected, and a strong air storm spread out.

This blow should have made all the audience unable to open their eyes, but after the airflow touched the light blue film, it rippled a little and then dissipated, without affecting anything outside the ring.

"What a heavy punch..." Xue Jing raised his eyebrows.

In terms of the strength of the punch, Yin Muhu was almost evenly matched with him at this time.

"The key is not the strength of the punch..."

"Bang bang bang bang--!!"

The two people in the field began to fight, and the two figures almost turned into two lights, constantly punching and kicking in various places on the ring, fighting at a super high speed at a frequency of dozens of times per second.

The audience was dazzled and couldn't keep up with the rhythm. Fortunately, there was a slow-motion picture taken by a high-speed camera on the screen next to it. Although it would be delayed a little compared to the live picture, it was at least clear.

"Puff--"

Xue Jing blocked Yin Muhu's punch with his forearm, and the strength attached to the fist was all along his forearm, like a living thing, and hit his chest.

"Gangji Ruyi Jin..."

Xue Jing narrowed his eyes.

Just as he was about to react, Gangji Jin dispersed and turned into countless needle-like strength, piercing his vital points.

This was an almost undefendable attack, and Xue Jing had no good countermeasures, but directly summoned his own strength and forcibly blocked countless steel needles.

But in this way, his consumption far exceeded that of Yin Muhu.

"In this case..." Xue Jing thought about it and began to change his fighting style.

He no longer competed with Yin Muhu in the use of strength skills. In this regard, Vajra Ruyi Hand was professional. Although Xue Jing had the [True Martial Body], his adaptability in using strength would not be inferior to Vajra Ruyi Hand Gongti, but he did not polish it deeply in this regard.

With a sweep of his right arm, Yin Muhu was swept away, and Xue Jing's whole body was ablaze with colorful flames.

"Swish!"

It was already a super-fast battle, and the speed soared to another level!

Although Yin Muhu had seen Xue Jing's "Flame Linking Colors" move before, she was always prepared and on guard, but when she really faced this move, she was still shocked.

There was no time to react at all...or rather, it was useless to react, the body's movement speed could not keep up at all.

"Puff--"

The flame passed by, and a heavy pain came from the abdomen. Yin Muhu's whole body shot into the distance like an arrow from a string.

She hit the light film above the ring, ripples appeared, and stopped.

"Repulsive film..."

Before her body recovered from the impact, the colorful flames pulled in front of her again.

"Protecting the world four days, Pi Liuli!"

Yin Muhu's eyes flashed with divine light, and the golden aura on her body surged.

"Hmm?" Xue Jing suddenly felt a sense of alarm in his heart. Without hesitation, he immediately gave up his original plan and went all out.

His skin, flesh, tendons, bones and blood moved synchronously, and the strongest attack of the Hidden Dragon Flow was immediately launched.

"Secret: Point the Eye!"

"Roar--!!"

The deafening sound of the dragon roar resounded throughout the venue. All the audience felt numb all over and froze in place, even their eyeballs could not move.

The blow that penetrated everything hit Yin Muhu. The golden energy and light column moved forward without any obstacles. Her slender waist was pierced with a fist-sized spiral hole.

The 'point the eye' did not stop, and continued to hit the 'repulsive membrane' behind her. The huge ripples like the tide spread out and spread to the entire light membrane.

But the light membrane remained strong and was not broken.

Yin Muhu opened his mouth and vomited a ball of crystal clear blood, and his body slowly slid down.

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