Three days passed in the blink of an eye. After three days of recuperation, all the participants were in peak condition. Meanwhile, the outside world was already abuzz with discussions about who would obtain first place. There were even people who had specially set up bets for this matter. Countless people participated in the bets, and the total amount of money wagered had reached tens of millions of purple gold coins. However, almost all of the bets were on Ming Dong's victory. Only a tenth of the bets were placed on the other seven.
At noon, the plaza in the center of Mercenary City was already packed with people. The number of people who had come to watch the battle today was much more than three days ago. The line stretched to the edge of the plaza, and the traffic in the center of Mercenary City was severely congested.
In the ring, Jianchen and Karaja stood straight as they glared at each other.
"Brat, your relationship with that Ming Dong seems to be pretty good. Ming Dong killed my brother, Gadhafi. Today, I'll use your blood to pay tribute to Gadhafi's soul. As for Jianchen, he'll be accompanying you very soon," Karaja coldly sneered as he stared at Jianchen.
Jianchen gently snorted. He stared at Karaja with a mocking expression, "Your brother Gadhafi said something similar to Ming Dong, but he was cut in half by a single stroke of Ming Dong's sword. Now, you're learning from Gadhafi and threatening me. It looks like the person who will fall today is destined to be you."
"Hmph, do you think you're Ming Dong? Ming Dong's strength as a Sixth Cycle Earth Saint Master has indeed exceeded my expectations. What I did not expect was that he actually knew a high level Heaven Tier Battle Skill. Gadhafi's death to him was not unjustified. As for you, are you a Sixth Cycle Earth Saint Master as well? Hmph, if you really are a Sixth Cycle Earth Saint Master, I'll immediately admit defeat and kowtow to you three times, "Karaja coldly sneered. His voice was filled with disdain.
Jianchen said expressionlessly, "You don't need to know how strong I am. You just need to know that you won't have the chance to kneel down and kowtow to me, because you won't walk out of here alive. You will pay the price for every word you said before." Towards the end, Jianchen's tone became more and more fierce, and the powerful killing intent was not concealed.
The murderous intent in Karaja's eyes soared. He sneered and didn't say anything else.
"Begin!" The referee's voice came from outside the barrier.
A two-handed greatsword immediately appeared in Karajar's hand. The greatsword was silvery-white, two meters long, wide and thick. The entire sword emitted a faint white light, full of holiness.
At the same time, the Light Wind Sword also appeared in Jianchen's right hand. Jianchen pointed the sword at Karaja and coldly said, "If you have that strange armor on you, I'd advise you to take it out now. Otherwise, you won't have the chance later."
Karaja was once again enraged by Jianchen's frivolous attitude. In the past, no matter where he went, he would always be looked at with respect and admiration. Today was the first time he had been looked down upon by a brat who wasn't even twenty years old. How could the high and mighty Karaja endure this? He immediately angrily said, "Looks like you don't know how the word 'death' is written. Against you, there's no need to use the Radiant Saint Armor. Die!" As soon as he finished speaking, Karaja raised his greatsword and charged at Jianchen. The Saint Force on his greatsword was even stronger than the Fifth Cycle Earth Saint Master Gadhafi's.
Karaja's strength was actually the same as Ming Dong's, at the Sixth Cycle Earth Saint Master realm.
Jianchen coldly stared at Karaja. In the next moment, a purple and green Sword Qi suddenly appeared on the Light Wind Sword, adding a bit of color to the pure white sword light.
Qin Ji and Tianmu Ling, who had been paying attention to Jianchen the entire time, both had their eyes fixed on the sword in Jianchen's hand. To be more accurate, their eyes were focused on the purple and green light on the Light Wind Sword. They couldn't help but think back to the day when Jianchen had easily pierced through Shi Jingran and Jiede Wukang's barrier. They could still vaguely remember that at that time, Jianchen's Light Wind Sword had suddenly appeared with a purple and green light.
Right now, the purple and green Sword Qi was very thin, but because of the pure white sword light of the Light Wind Sword, the appearance of the purple and green Sword Qi was very eye-catching.
Although Karaja had noticed the purple and green Sword Qi on Jianchen's Light Wind Sword, he didn't pay it any mind since he didn't know what it was. He continued to charge at Jianchen and used Sweeping Away to attack Jianchen's waist.
At the same time, Jianchen also moved. The Light Wind Sword met the greatsword and the two Saint Weapons fiercely collided.
"Boom!"
A violent energy burst out from the point of contact between the two Holy Weapons. Karajia's Holy Force was much stronger than Jian Chen's, so the Light Wind Sword's Sword Qi was immediately scattered. The Sword Qi scattered in all directions, but when it came into contact with the ground, it didn't leave a single mark. As for the Sword Qi that came into contact with the enchantment, it disappeared into nothingness.
Although most of the sword qi on the Light Wind Sword had been dissipated, the purple and green sword qi was not affected at all. When the purple and green sword qi collided with Karajar's Radiant Holy Sword, the indestructible Radiant Holy Sword was like a piece of rotten wood. A hole as wide as a thumb and as deep as two fingers could be seen.
With his Saint Weapon damaged, Karaja was also affected. With a groan, he opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood. His face instantly became pale.
Almost at the same time that the Light Wind Sword and Karaja's Radiant Sacred Sword collided, Jianchen's second strike followed. The speed of the first strike was so fast that it only took a blink of an eye. Whether it was the speed of the strike or the frequency of the strike, it was inconceivable.
Karaja had just realized that his Saint Weapon had been damaged. Before he could even show a shocked expression, a faint purple and green light flashed in front of his eyes. In the next moment, Karaja's eyes became sluggish. The figure in his eyes quickly disappeared, becoming more and more empty.
At some point, Jianchen's figure was already standing behind Karaja. He was still maintaining his graceful posture as he stood there motionless. .
Below the stage, countless people were pointing at the two people fighting on the stage. They were discussing spiritedly, and the entire plaza was filled with buzzing sounds.
"Who do you think will win this battle?"
"Is there even a need to ask? Of course it will be Karaja …"
"It will definitely be Karaja. I heard that Karaja and Gaddafi have a very good relationship. Even Gaddafi has the strength of a Fifth Cycle Earth Saint Master. Karaja's strength can't be much better. Who knows, he might even have a Heaven Tier Battle Skill …"
"Jianchen's strength is also not bad, but he's just too young. Look at his age, he's only in his twenties. How many years has he cultivated for?"
"Yeah, Jianchen looks like he's only cultivated for a dozen or so years. And from what I can see, his Saint Force doesn't have any attribute. How can he fight Karaja? Karaja's Saint Force is of the extremely rare light attribute. He's known as the Undying Man. Unless you use an extremely powerful attack, you won't be able to kill him …"
However, this kind of discussion quickly stopped because many sharp-eyed people saw a red dot appear on Karaja's neck. The red dot continued to expand and soon covered his entire neck. It seemed as if a red necklace had appeared on Karaja's neck. But when the red dot became darker and darker, everyone suddenly realized that it was actually blood.
Blood continuously flowed out from Karaja's neck like a thin stream of water. Karaja's head also tilted slightly, falling from his neck and rolling around the arena like a gourd. After losing his head, the blood on his neck suddenly formed a fountain, spurting out a meter high pillar of blood. The bright red blood dyed a large area of the arena red.
Below the arena, the entire square was completely silent. Everyone was dumbfounded as they watched the bloody scene in the arena. Their faces were filled with disbelief.
Karaja, who possessed light attribute Saint Force and was extremely powerful, had his head chopped off by an opponent who was definitely not older than twenty-five years old at the beginning of the battle. Such a huge difference made everyone feel disbelief. It was very difficult for them to accept this fact.
Jianchen didn't care about the feelings of the people below the arena. After the referee announced his victory, he directly left the arena through a Space Gate. The spectators below the arena still stared blankly at the arena. They didn't return to their senses for a long time.
"What a fast sword. He actually stabbed out twice in an instant. It's just too fast. Looks like the two-colored light on his sword is a bit strange. It can actually destroy the Saint Weapon of a Sixth Cycle Earth Saint Master." After a long while, an old man who was a Heaven Saint Master sighed.
After leaving the arena, Jianchen was unable to hide his excitement. This was not the excitement of winning, but the pleasant surprise of discovering that the Azure Sword Qi had actually strengthened a little. It was just that it was very difficult to see from the outside.
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
