The second round of ranking battle began very quickly.
Experts in Early Stage Chaotic Realm went up to fight according to the order they drew.
In the crowd, the purple-robed man, Qiu Ming, looked solemn.
"Brother Qiu Ming, you don't have to be too worried. Although Ah Shou's strength is tyrannical, as long as you don't stupidly go head to head with him, you still have the power to fight. Moreover, Ah Shou is a solitary expert after all. What kind of extraordinary secret technique could he possess? How could he be compared with the secret skill of Qiu Family? "Lin Tianhao looked at him.
"Mm, that's true," Qiu Ming nodded and felt more confident.
In no time, it was Jian Wushuang and Qiu Ming's turn to fight.
Swoosh!
With a flash, Jian Wushuang had already appeared in the spacious void in front of him. With a trace of a sinister smile, he looked at the purple-robed man, Qiu Ming, who was slowly walking over. "Hurry up, don't dawdle. If you're afraid, just admit defeat. I'm too lazy to fight with trash like you."
"Admit defeat? Just you?" Qiu Ming's gaze was cold. He flipped his hand and a black spear that was giving out cold light appeared in his hand.
"Begin." The old man who had experienced many vicissitudes of life said.
"Haha, come on!" Jian Wushuang laughed loudly. His figure had already dashed out like a live brown bear as he charged towards Qiu Ming in a barbaric manner.
A terrifying and tyrannical aura completely enveloped Qiu Ming.
Qiu Ming was shocked. He tightened his grip on the long spear. Just as Jian Wushuang was about to arrive in front of him, his body suddenly swayed.
Like a ghost, he jumped twice and stabbed with the spear in his hand. His divine power gathered and formed two light beams that attacked Jian Wushuang.
Jian Wushuang waved his hand and shattered the two light beams. However, just as he was about to attack Qiu Ming, Qiu Ming's body flew to the side again.
"What the f * ck are you jumping up and down for? If you have the guts, take a punch from me." Jian Wushuang pretended to be angry.
"Idiot. I know you're strong, so why would I clash head on with you?" Qiu Ming laughed coldly. After a short exchange of blows, the confidence in his heart had increased a little.
"Brother Tianhao is right. This guy only has brute force and is average in other aspects. With the Qiu Family's unique movement secret skill and my spear skills, as long as I am careful, I can completely suppress him and even toy with him. I can win this battle!"
Qiu Ming's eyes shone brightly. His figure kept moving, constantly leaving Jian Wushuang's body. At the same time, he used his nimble figure to constantly display his spear arts to attack Jian Wushuang.
For a time, Jian Wushuang was completely passive.
"Bastard, bastard!"
Jian Wushuang's eyes were as big as copper bells and his face was extremely red. Obviously, he was furious and gave people the feeling that he could not do anything to his opponent.
However, just as the surrounding people thought that Jian Wushuang was about to be defeated, they saw a trace of madness flash in Jian Wushuang's eyes.
Swoosh!
Qiu Ming waved his long spear and turned it into a poisonous snake that attacked Jian Wushuang's back. Under normal circumstances, Jian Wushuang should have retreated in a hurry to avoid the long spear. However, Jian Wushuang suddenly turned around and ignored the long spear that was attacking him, allowing the spear to hit his divine body.
Bang!
With a loud and deep sound, Jian Wushuang's body shook, but he did not retreat. Instead, he continuously threw out his fist.
"Boy, take a punch from me!"
"Beast Emperor Divine Fist, Eighteenth Move!"
Boom!
A huge fist, like a tall divine elephant, smashed towards Qiu Ming with incomparable ferocity.
Qiu Ming obviously did not expect this scene. He had no time to dodge and was hit by the fist.
"Puff!"
A big mouthful of blood spurted out. His body was like a kite that had lost its string and was thrown back powerlessly.
Jian Wushuang won this battle!
"Hmph, son of a b * tch, you really think I can't do anything to you?"
Jian Wushuang snorted coldly. As he cursed, he patted his chest where Qiu Ming's long spear had just pierced.
There was a white mark there. It was left behind by the tip of the spear. However, it was only a white mark.
The spectators were all shocked.
"This guy, he actually took Qiu Ming's attack and defeated him?"
"Such a strong divine body. He took Qiu Ming's hit head-on and didn't suffer any damage. Plus, he didn't move at all. He even counterattacked and defeated Qiu Ming. Such a divine body is too strong."
"His power is strong, and his Divine Body is even stronger. His only weakness is his speed. However, his overall competence is still formidable."
Everyone sighed.
Previously, they had thought that Jian Wushuang could only be in the top ten among the Early Stage Chaotic Realm in the ranking battle. But then, he could at least be in the top five.
Of course, that was only what they thought.
As for how strong Jian Wushuang was, as long as he didn't show it, no one would know.
After defeating Qiu Ming, Jian Wushuang retreated to the edge of the battlefield and stood there casually with an arrogant attitude. In the dark, the Lord Of The Ninth Nether and the other two who stayed in Blood Mountain Sword were teasing Jian Wushuang.
"Sword Emperor, how does it feel to bully the little guy?" Great Emperor Zhi Luo asked with a smile.
"Sword Emperor, your disguise is too good. If we didn't know your actual strength, we would only think that you are an arrogant Sir God who is slightly stronger," Emperor Jiu Qiao laughed too.
Jian Wushuang said bitterly, "The three of you, don't make fun of me. I think you know that fighting with these little guys is even more tiring than fighting with a Great Emperor."
Jian Wushuang was telling the truth.
When fighting with a Great Emperor, at least he could fight openly without any restraint. He could unleash his full power.
But in this Ranking Tournament, his hands and feet were tied. From his words and actions to the strength he erupted with, he was doing his best to disguise himself. Especially in the midst of an intense battle, he had to properly control his strength, speed and other aspects. Just how difficult was this?
Such a battle was a torture to Jian Wushuang.
He would rather have a proper battle with an Emperor Realm expert.
"Bear with it. There are many battles waiting for you," Lord Of The Ninth Nether laughed.
"That's true. Sword Emperor, the three of us are too high and we can't show ourselves. We can only pass these things to you," Great Emperor Zhi Luo said.
Jian Wushuang felt helpless.
In the ranking battles that followed, everything went smoothly.
Jian Wushuang defeated another Early Stage Chaotic Realm expert and entered the list of the nine strongest experts.
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