"Who won?"
The audience was watching the live broadcast anxiously. They all wanted to know who would win and who would lose.
Whoosh!
The yellow smoke in the sky dissipated, and immediately two figures appeared in front of everyone.
Jia Zhijie was holding a long sword, and his whole body was covered in blood. His right hand that was holding the sword was trembling slightly, and the tip of the sword was pressed against Xia Ping's chest.
At this time, Xia Ping's defensive Qi shield had collapsed inch by inch, and it completely disappeared.
However, this sword stopped three inches before reaching Xia Ping's chest, and it had no way to get close to his body.
Due to the terrifying power of the swordsmanship, the three-foot green peak immediately shattered into a dozen pieces and fell to the ground, turning into scrap metal.
"Not bad, not bad at all. You are the first to pierce through my Qigong defense." To be honest, Xia Ping was also a little surprised by the power of Jia Zhijie's sword. It was a little terrifying.
If it was an ordinary warrior, even if they risked their life and carried out a suicidal attack, it would still be impossible to break through his defense.
However, this sword of Jia Zhijie's had pierced through his Qi shield.
Although in the end, the other party did not hurt him, from this it could be seen that the other party was very extraordinary. If he had not met him, he would probably be able to go further.
Maybe this Jia Zhijie was also one of the favorites to win the championship.
"Not bad?"
Hearing this, Jia Zhijie collapsed, and his face was ferocious. He had used all his strength in this sword, and it was almost a peak attack, and even his body was seriously injured.
It could be said that this attack was bound to succeed, but now it only pierced through the other party's Qi shield, and did not even touch the other party's body. Not good at all.
This was simply a blatant mockery of himself!
Bang!
At this time, Xia Ping felt the True Essence in his body rapidly increase, and immediately a meridian was broken. Suddenly, his body's strength, speed, and True Essence all increased a little.
A warm current wandered around his body, constantly repairing the damaged cells, and made him feel extremely comfortable, as if he was soaking in a hot spring.
Sure enough, this sword had benefited him a lot.
"What? You broke through? "
Sensing the change in Xia Ping's aura, Jia Zhijie's eyes widened in disbelief. They were clearly still in the middle of a battle, so how could this fellow still break through?
"Yes, this is also thanks to you. If it weren't for that sword of yours, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to improve so quickly." Xia Ping sighed, feeling the increase in his power.
He felt that he was growing stronger with every passing moment. As his true essence wandered, it was as if there were seven flood dragons swimming in his meridians, rumbling and rumbling.
You still have to be grateful to me? Grateful my ass, why don't you hurry up and die?!
Jia Zhijie's face turned green. He didn't want Xia Ping to thank him at all.
It could be said that he wished for nothing more than to chop Xia Ping into a dozen pieces. Seeing this situation, he was completely dumbfounded. Not only did his sword not cause any harm to this brat, but it even helped him to break through. Was there any justice in this world?
His master had never taught him such a thing.
Why was it that the incomparably murderous Nine Layer Wave Sword, when cultivated to a high level, could even hack a Demon King to death? But against this brat, it actually helped him cultivate? Since when did the Nine Layer Wave Sword have such an ability?
"That's right, can you use another sword? For example, the Four Layer Wave Sword. Of course, I guarantee that I will stand here without moving. Let's see if you can break through my defense." Xia Ping had tasted the sweetness and felt that this brat was a good sparring partner.
After all, ordinary martial masters were unable to cause any harm to him. Only Jia Zhijie had the ability to do so. This was a rare sparring partner, and he didn't even need money.
Another sword strike?
Hearing this, Jia Zhijie's lungs were about to explode. This was the most stifling thing he had ever heard. The Three Layer Wave Sword was already his limit.
In order to use this sword strike, he had already exhausted all his strength. Even his body had suffered heavy injuries, so how could he use the Four Layer Wave Sword? Even if it took his life, it was impossible.
But this brat clearly knew this and still deliberately said such words. It was clear that he was mocking him.
He had never seen such a tasteless slut. Winning was one thing, but he was actually humiliating the enemy. Not only did he want to defeat him, but he also wanted to humiliate him!
This bastard wouldn't rest until he was beaten black and blue all over!
"Xia Ping, you demon, I'll fight you to the death!"
Jia Zhijie roared to the sky, his face full of grief and indignation. Tears streamed down his cheeks, as if he was a woman who had been raped. He wanted to use all his strength to stab this brat to death.
No matter what, he couldn't let this demon continue to be so smug. He and this bastard couldn't live under the same sky!
But before he could even take a step, his whole body suddenly surged with intense pain. With a scream, his whole body fell to the ground, foaming at the mouth, and he completely fainted.
With a bang, Jia Zhijie's body was immediately surrounded by a mass of energy. He turned into a mass of white light and was directly teleported away, leaving only Xia Ping standing in place.
At this time, a mechanical voice rang out in the sky, "Xia Ping wins!"
"He won just like that?"
Xia Ping was very dissatisfied. Originally, he wanted to fight with Jia Zhijie for a while longer. He didn't expect Jia Zhijie to be so weak and self-destruct so quickly.
And this scene was also seen by the audience in the live broadcast room, a group of people were in an uproar.
"Demon, this Xia Ping is definitely a demon."
"He actually mocked and humiliated his opponent in front of his face after winning. He's too immoral."
"Extremely immoral. How can there be such a martial artist?"
"Jia Zhijie is too unlucky. As a dignified king disciple, he has the strength to win the championship. I didn't expect to meet a monster in the first round. He used all his strength and still couldn't break his defense."
"Dying before achieving victory, a hero's heart is filled with tears."
"I can see Jia Zhijie's despair. I feel the same way. He used all his strength and thought that he could sweep away an opponent in the Martial Master Realm. I didn't expect that he couldn't even break his opponent's defense. Is there still justice in this world?"
"If it were me, I would definitely doubt my life."
"This Xia Ping is strong, but his character is not good. He is a lowly person and can't become a respected great grandmaster."
"How can the prestigious Yanhuang University produce such a shameless person? Is no one going to do anything about it?"
"People from key universities are like this. Their qualifications are very good, but their character is bad."
"Bullsh * t, don't make a big statement here. Not all people from key universities are like this. That guy is also of the highest quality. He's an exception."
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