Hu Jilong hadn't seen Zhao Hai use throwing knives, he hadn't even heard of Zhao Hai using throwing knives. Moreover, anyone who knew how to use throwing knives wouldn't be like Zhao Hai, taking out so many throwing knives at once. One must know that throwing knives was a skill, it required a high level of wrist strength, arm strength, and eyesight. Most importantly, throwing knives were concealed weapons, and concealed weapons needed timing to be used.
Concealed weapons weren't the same as ordinary weapons. Concealed weapons were used for sneak attacks. If the attack didn't hit, then it would be very difficult to use concealed weapons to deal with people. Therefore, people who were good at using concealed weapons wouldn't let others see where they were. This way, they would have the opportunity to sneak attack.
Although a Cultivator's body was much stronger than ordinary people, no Cultivator would be crazy enough to take out so many throwing knives at once. Even if the Cultivator's body was strong, it was impossible for him to shoot all these throwing knives at the enemy. There were only two consequences, one was that the enemy would be shot to death, and the other was that the enemy would behead the Cultivator. There was absolutely no third possibility.
But Zhao Hai taking out so many throwing knives at once, in Hu Jilong's opinion, this showed that Zhao Hai was looking down on him. How could Hu Jilong endure this?
When he thought of this, Hu Jilong looked at Zhao Hai with eyes full of resentment. He couldn't wait to take out his knife and behead Zhao Hai.
Zhao Hai looked at Hu Jilong, then he suddenly smiled and said, "This time, I'll use these throwing knives to deal with you. Come." Then Zhao Hai's hands moved as eight throwing knives appeared in his hands.
When Hu Jilong saw Zhao Hai's hand, he couldn't help but stare. Then his expression changed. Although Hu Jilong was very arrogant, he wasn't an idiot. He still had an eye for people, especially when he was a Concealed Weapon Expert. Therefore, when he saw Zhao Hai's hand gesture, he knew that Zhao Hai was definitely a throwing knife expert.
One must know that a person's level of concealed weapons can be seen from the way they use them. And from Zhao Hai's method of using them, it can be seen that his skill wasn't low.
Hu Jilong put away his contempt for Zhao Hai and began to look at Zhao Hai with rapt attention. Zhao Hai looked at Hu Jilong's appearance and smiled faintly, "I'm going to make my move."
Hu Jilong coldly snorted. Just as he was about to say something, Zhao Hai's hands shot, eight throwing knives directly towards Hu Jilong. At this time, Hu Jilong held his butterfly knife's to use. Zhao Hai's knife. His knife, compared to other people's knife, it was slender and slender. butterfly knife's knife's knife was just like what Zhao Hai imagined it was slender compared to other people's knives''s knife...
Hu Jilong's butterfly knife danced in front of him, knocking away all of Zhao Hai's throwing knives. But this wasn't the end. Just as Hu Jilong knocked away the eight throwing knives, he discovered that even more throwing knives were flying towards him.
At this time, the people below the stage were also shocked. They discovered that Zhao Hai's hands seemed to have disappeared, and the throwing knives on the shelf next to him were also disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye. On the stage, in front of Hu Jilong, there was a pile of throwing knives.
At this time, the throwing knives in Zhao Hai's hands suddenly changed. The people below the stage stared blankly at the throwing knives in Zhao Hai's hands. They dared to bet that they really saw a few throwing knives turning.
Hu Jilong didn't have time to think so much. He only knew that he was desperately waving the butterfly knife in his hand. This was because he was very clear that as long as he stopped, even if it was just for a moment, he would immediately be hit by Zhao Hai's throwing knives.
But at this time, he suddenly felt a cold light flashing on his left and right. Two throwing knives directly pierced towards him. Hu Jilong was shocked. He clearly saw Zhao Hai standing in front of him. He only needed to deal with the throwing knives that were shot from the front. When did the throwing knives come from the left and right?
This was no small matter. Hu Jilong's butterfly knife had no choice but to block the throwing knives that were flying from the left and right. But this way, the throwing knives in front of him couldn't be blocked.
At this time, Hu Jilong felt a pain in his left shoulder. Then he felt a chill on his neck. Hu Jilong was startled, but at the same time, he discovered that all the throwing knives had disappeared. There were no more throwing knives coming towards him. Hu Jilong couldn't help but feel relieved. He didn't have time to check his injuries before he heard the referee's voice, "Tyrant's Blade School's Zhao Hai wins."
Hearing this, Hu Jilong couldn't help but stare blankly for a moment. Then he lowered his head and looked at his left shoulder. He discovered that there were two throwing knives stuck in his left shoulder. The two throwing knives were almost merged together, and the place where they were stabbed was where Li Fei was shot. At the same time, Hu Jilong also felt a little pain in his neck. He reached out and touched his neck, and found a trace of blood.
Hu Jilong understood that Zhao Hai was being lenient. Zhao Hai clearly could have shot his throat, but Zhao Hai didn't do so. The throwing knives only brushed past Hu Jilong's neck, leaving a trace of blood.
Hu Jilong knew that Zhao Hai was being lenient, but he didn't feel any gratitude. On the contrary, he felt that he was being humiliated by Zhao Hai. Therefore, he looked at Zhao Hai with an ashen face and coldly snorted, "Zhao Hai, don't be complacent. I will definitely get my revenge."
Zhao Hai looked at Hu Jilong and shook his head. He didn't say anything. He just waved his hand and collected all the throwing knives on the stage. Then he jumped down from the stage and left. He didn't even look at Hu Jilong.
The people below the stage looked at Hu Jilong with disdain. Part of the reason was because of Li Fei's poisoning, and another part was because of Hu Jilong's performance.
Everyone below the stage understood that Zhao Hai clearly let him go. However, Hu Jilong didn't know how to be grateful. Instead, he spoke ill of Zhao Hai. In the eyes of the Cultivator, such a person's character was too bad.
Although Cultivators looked at strength, they generally didn't care about character. Even if your character was high, if you didn't have strength, you would still be looked down upon. But at the very least, you should know how to be grateful. You shot the Tyrant's Blade School's Cultivator with a poisonous flying dagger. Although Zhao Hai shot you twice, his flying dagger didn't have any poison on it. Moreover, he even spared your life. Even if you weren't grateful to him, you didn't need to treat him as an enemy. Your performance was really disappointing.
Moreover, the people below the stage also understood why Zhao Hai turned around and left. Zhao Hai didn't want to talk to Hu Jilong. In Zhao Hai's eyes, Hu Jilong wasn't worthy of being his opponent.
Seeing Zhao Hai's attitude towards Hu Jilong and thinking about Zhao Hai's attitude towards Chen Rufeng, the people below the stage immediately understood what was going on. Although Hu Jilong's strength wasn't bad, being able to reach the seventh round was enough to prove his strength. However, in terms of bearing, he was far from being comparable to Zhao Hai and Hu Jilong.
The people who came to watch the competition weren't rookies. They were very clear that bearing was an important factor for a cultivator to reach this step. If you didn't have a bearing, then you would be stingy when cultivating. You might even have evil thoughts, and it would be very easy for you to suffer from qi deviation. In that case, you wouldn't be able to go far on the path of cultivation. And it was clear that Hu Jilong belonged to this type of person.
The cultivators below the stage quickly dispersed. Everyone was waiting for the next round. The eighth round of the competition was about to begin. This time, Zhao Hai's opponent was an expert from the Divine Fist Sect. The Divine Fist Sect was a very special sect. The Divine Fist Sect was a pure body cultivation sect. They were very powerful and were known as the number one body cultivation sect in the True Spiritual World.
Zhao Hai's current opponent was a person from the Divine Fist Sect. This person was different from ordinary body cultivators. Ordinary body cultivators were incomparably majestic, giving people the feeling of a mountain. However, the person in front of Zhao Hai wasn't like that. This person wasn't very tall, only about 1.8 meters. His figure was thin, his skin looked a bit dark, but his eyes were shining brightly.
However, when Zhao Hai saw this person, he felt a very dangerous feeling. When this person stood there, you couldn't feel much of his aura, but he gave people a dangerous feeling. It was like a sword in its scabbard. He might not reveal any killing intent, but you still know that a sword can kill. This person gave Zhao Hai this feeling.
Zhao Hai cupped his fist towards the person and said, "Tyrant's Blade Sect's Zhao Hai."
The person also cupped his fist towards Zhao Hai and said, "Divine Fist Sect's Liu Zong." Then the person didn't say anything else. He put his fists in a fighting stance and looked at Zhao Hai.
Zhao also took out his long sword and looked at Liu Zong. Zhao had seen Liu Zong's previous matches, and it was precisely because of this that Zhao was careful of him. Liu Zong's strength was very formidable. In his previous matches, Liu Zong had never let his opponent last more than fifty moves. That was to say, all of his opponents were defeated within fifty moves. Zhao had never seen Liu Zong defeat his opponents in less than fifty moves.
50 moves might sound like a lot, but in a fight between experts, 50 moves wasn't a lot. In the blink of an eye, a few moves would pass. 50 moves would take less than 10 minutes. In other words, none of Liu Zong's opponents lasted more than 10 minutes. Liu Zong was also one of the seeded contestants in this competition. His ranking was even higher than Chen Rufeng's.
This time, it would definitely be a battle between the strong. This was because Zhao Hai's strength was there. How could someone who could defeat Chen Rufeng be a simple person? Moreover, besides the battle with Chen Rufeng, Zhao Hai didn't let his opponents last more than 15 minutes. Now that the two of them were facing each other, it would definitely be a battle that would attract everyone's attention.
Zhao Hai held his blade and looked at Liu Zong. Liu Zong also looked at Zhao Hai. Both of them didn't dare to relax. At this time, shooting was tantamount to failure.
The two of them looked at each other for a full five minutes. Although both of them didn't make a move, the people below the stage felt a little suffocated. This was because the momentum of the two of them was constantly rising. Although they didn't really fight, the two of them had already started to fight. The effect of the momentum was no less than a fight.
At this moment, suddenly, a loud cheer was heard. The winner and loser of the two people on the next stage had been decided. Zhao Hai and Liu Zong were like black bears that were suddenly awakened from hibernation. They roared at the same time and rushed towards each other. The long blade in Zhao Hai's hand flashed and a group of blade fists chopped towards Liu Zong. Liu Zong's fists also danced and punched towards Zhao Hai.
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