"How ruthless!"
One of the spectators could not help but exclaim, "Xia Ping was forced to kneel on the ground, and he even had to kneel before Feng Qiudao. This is probably a humiliation that he will never forget for the rest of his life."
He looked at the battle in the ring.
"Feng Qiudao is the descendant of an invincible ruler. He was born to be a ruler and never allowed anyone to disobey him. This Xia Ping's arrogance must have completely infuriated him, which is why he did this," someone guessed.
However, someone immediately sneered, "Wrong, very wrong. Feng Qiudao must have felt threatened by Xia Ping, so he wanted to use this opportunity to break his invincible mental state."
"After all, he is only a seventh-layer Martial Master, and he is a young man who has just entered university. Now that he is already so terrifying and can stand on the ring in the finals, what will happen in the future?"
"Perhaps even Feng Qiudao will not be a match for him in the future."
He had seen through Feng Qiudao's thoughts.
"Indeed, by using this opportunity to leave a shadow of failure on Xia Ping, Xia Ping will not be able to unleash his full strength even if he faces Feng Qiudao in the future."
"Even if Xia Ping ascends to a ruler, he will not be able to forget what happened today."
"If he can't overcome today's shadow, he will never be able to pose any threat to Feng Qiudao."
"Vicious indeed. He is trying to get rid of a great enemy in advance."
Many people nodded, agreeing with the speculations of the spectators.
Just as these people had guessed, Feng Qiudao was indeed wary of Xia Ping.
Feng Qiudao was the direct descendant of the Feng clan. He had been bathed in the blood of the Immortal Phoenix since birth, and his talent could be considered top-notch among humans. He was used to being invincible since he was young and had never met a worthy opponent.
His opponents had never been those of the same generation, but those of the older generation. They were all kings!
He had never tasted the feeling of failure in his life.
However, after encountering Xia Ping, he immediately felt a strong sense of threat. This kid's potential seemed to be even more shocking than his, sweeping through all martial masters at the seventh-layer Martial Master realm.
Even he, Feng Qiudao, would not be able to completely defeat this kid if he did not use his artifact.
When he thought of this, he felt extremely humiliated, and a sense of failure arose in his heart. If this kid continued to improve, he might even reach the ninth layer of the Martial Master Realm.
At that time, would he not be this kid's match?
Although Feng Qiudao had absolute confidence in himself, he couldn't help but doubt it after his battle with Xia Ping.
Therefore, this time, he wanted to completely suppress Xia Ping, crush his martial arts mentality, and establish his, Feng Qiudao's, reputation of invincibility.
There was only one person in the entire human world who was undefeatable — Feng Qiudao!
"Kneel!"
At the thought of this, Feng Qiudao's aura grew even more terrifying. The bloodline of the Undying Phoenix boiled. His back, feet, hands, and even the skin of his face were covered with inscriptions.
This was the unique inscription of the Immortal Phoenix Clan. It burned like flames and swayed crazily, as if it contained the true essence of flames and the power of rebirth through fire!
As the power of the bloodline gushed out, the nine Undying Phoenixes in the arena seemed to become more agile. Flames condensed, as if the Undying Phoenix Race had been reborn.
The pressure exerted on Xia Ping's body was even more terrifying. It was as if a huge mountain was crushing down on Xia Ping, wanting to squash him. The ground of the arena seemed to have caved in a few centimeters from this force.
Some of the rocks were even crushed into powder.
"You want me to kneel? Do you think you're qualified, Feng Qiudao?!" Xia Ping's face flushed red. His blood rushed to his head, and his veins seemed to be popping out at this moment. His bones cracked, as if his body would collapse at any moment.
The moment the force reached its peak, the True Yuan in Xia Ping's body circulated to its limit, continuously absorbing the power of the True Phoenix Fire to strengthen his body.
Bang!
A meridian was instantly connected, as if the door to a hidden treasure had been opened. Majestic True Yuan immediately grew rapidly and surged into the newly opened meridian.
Eighth-layer Martial Master!
Xia Ping felt that he had finally advanced to the eighth-layer Martial Master realm. A total of eighty-four meridians were connected in his body, surging like eighty-four rivers.
At this moment, his strength, body, and True Yuan were all increasing rapidly. The pressure exerted on him was also reduced by more than half.
His strength had increased by a large margin!
He couldn't be compared to before.
"Hmm? What is this? " Xia Ping held the Hell's Spear in his hand. When he advanced to the eighth-layer Martial Master, his mental strength also increased greatly. The Hell's Spear immediately trembled, emitting boiling heat.
The inscriptions on it trembled, as if the demons suppressed in the depths of the Hell's Spear were released. The terrifying power of hell spread in all directions, forming a huge aura.
At the same time, a majestic wave of information surged into Xia Ping's mind. It was an image of hell, and each word of hell emitted a chaotic, sacred, and chaotic aura.
He stood there, as if he could see a demon god holding the Hell's Spear and executing a set of supreme martial arts. With a thrust, countless demons in the surroundings were stabbed to death and suppressed on the spot.
One spear after another seemed to form a terrifying aura in the void. Such a move was exquisite, as if it was a martial art from hell, as if it was a battle method created for battle.
Such a martial art seemed to have surpassed the King Realm and reached an unbelievable realm.
"Ah!"
Suddenly, a trace of blood seemed to flow out of Xia Ping's eyes, mouth, and ears. This was because there was too much information, and with his current soul, he couldn't accept it at all.
If he reluctantly accepted it, his entire soul would collapse.
However, the Hell's Spear didn't seem to care about this. Because Xia Ping activated the inheritance above, it transmitted it down in one go. This was the cruelty of the Hell's Spear's selection of successors.
He had to be strong enough. If he wasn't strong enough, he would die!
From ancient times to the present, it was unknown how many martial artists had self-destructed because they couldn't withstand the instillation of such martial arts.
Beep beep ~ ~ ~
Suddenly, the system's voice sounded, "Detected a set of Hell martial art — Hell's Eighteen Spears. The grade cannot be determined. May I ask the host if he wants to spend 10 million hatred points to accept the complete inheritance?"
"Spend!"
Xia Ping immediately said. If he didn't spend it, his entire head would explode, so there was no reason for him to be reluctant.
Moreover, he had 50 million hatred points on him, so spending 10 million was nothing.
Immediately, the majestic information was immediately surrounded by a mass of energy, and then a large amount of information was sealed in the deepest part of his mind.
Some simple information was left in Xia Ping's mind, allowing him to observe and be enlightened.
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