The brutal and bloody scene shocked the hundreds of thousands of spectators outside the martial arts arena.
Those who were far away and couldn't see clearly heard from others that Luo Gensheng of the academy had been defeated and died without a complete corpse. It was very miserable.
The people from the academy looked at each other. They didn't expect that their classmate who was in the same class yesterday would become one of the dead on the martial arts arena in the blink of an eye. Compared to Luo Gensheng's loyalty to the dynasty and the Holy Emperor, everyone preferred his strong and straightforward temperament. No matter what, a person they didn't hate or like had died in front of them. It was a pity. At the same time, it also ignited the fire of the competition between the two academies.
"Hahaha, those who oppose me must die!" Shi Gandang laughed wildly and looked at Yan Li provocatively.
Unfortunately, Yan Li seemed to be in a daze. Not only did he not notice Shi Gandang's provocation, he didn't even care about the bloody scene on the martial arts arena.
"Humph!" Shi Gandang was very unhappy and shouted, "Yan, do you dare to fight with me first? Let's see if you are qualified for the Young Master to fight!"
Yan Li didn't respond.
Qu Youfeng shouted expressionlessly, "Enough! Ma Guanshan, you go for the next round. "
Shi Gandang was a little unwilling until Qin Guanyue scolded him. He reluctantly walked off the stage.
Lu Xian patted his shoulder and said with a smile, "Good job. I didn't choose you for the first round in vain."
He thought for a while and said to one of them, "Liu Lu, you go for the second round. Be careful."
The one called Liu Lu was still a very young man. He was about seventeen years old and had a very tender face. He was thin and small, and his clothes were loose and loose. He first bowed and then shyly went on the stage.
Ma Guanshan went on the stage at the same time. His aura and expression were like two different people. He was indifferent and calm. Although his face was still the same, he gave people an unusual sense of steadiness like a rock. His cold and stern eyes made him look like a warrior meeting enemies on a narrow road. His whole body was like a fully drawn bow. Even if his opponent was only a seventeen-year-old boy, he didn't look down on him at all. He was like a lion hunting a rabbit.
"Please." The young man shyly extended his right hand and gestured, as if this was a friendly competition.
Ma Guanshan was not modest at all. He suddenly rushed forward a few steps, then leaped high into the air, drew the Dark Demon Blade from his back, and chopped down.
This strike was really fast and swift. If one's eyesight was slightly worse, their reaction would be slower.
A bashful smile appeared on the shy young man's face. His arms were like those of an ape, hanging loosely like his clothes, as if he was not going to resist. Seeing that he was about to be split in half, the smile on his face suddenly revealed a strange meaning.
Dang!
His hands that were hanging down suddenly grabbed upwards and blocked the saber, producing the sound of metal colliding with stone.
Upon closer inspection, the shy young man had completely changed his appearance. His face had become ferocious and crazy, his eyes filled with a bloodthirsty red light. Two rows of sharp teeth grew out of his mouth, and his arms glowed with a green light. Moreover, they had become something that no human could have. They looked very much like wolf claws.
He used his wolf claws to grab the Dark Demon Blade tightly, and flashed a cruel smile at Ma Guanshan. His claws suddenly exerted force, and his whole body bounced up using the grip of the Dark Demon Blade. The two rows of sharp teeth bit towards Ma Guanshan like lightning.
Ma Guanshan was caught off guard and was bitten on the shoulder. Accompanied by an inhuman roar, a large piece of flesh was bitten off. Blood immediately gushed out and soaked his whole body.
The Dark Demon Blade was clamped by the young man's claws. Ma Guanshan couldn't pull it back for a moment. Moreover, the young man was closing in on him. He couldn't shake him off even if he wanted to. It was like a nightmare.
There seemed to be no end to the nightmare.
The two of them landed on the ground. Ma Guanshan raised his left hand and formed it into the shape of a knife. He slammed it down on the young man's neck in an attempt to force him back.
Unexpectedly, the young man was as agile as a snake. With a twist of his upper body, he swiftly moved under Ma Guanshan's arm and opened his mouth to bite. There was a muffled sound, like the sound of rags being torn. A large piece of flesh fell to the ground.
The blood didn't flow in drops, but in puddles, dyeing the martial arts arena with more blood.
The young man's mouth was full of blood. He let out a strange and unpleasant laugh at Ma Guanshan. His upper body stretched and twisted like a snake. He coiled around Ma Guanshan's back and opened his mouth to bite him again.
The three wounds were the size of bowls, and the blood kept flowing. If it were someone else, they would have died from blood loss. Only a cultivator could hold on for a while.
It was only the first encounter, but Ma Guanshan was bitten and seriously injured. The scene was shocking and too horrible to look at.
Could it be that this young general, who had the reputation of "I will not teach the barbarians to cross the mountain pass as long as there are horses and generals in Rong City", was going to die on the martial arts arena?
The young man let out a cruel laugh and twisted his body to avoid the heavy blow from Ma Guanshan's left hand. But just as he was about to circle to Ma Guanshan's lower abdomen and give him a fatal blow, he saw that Ma Guanshan's expression did not change at all.
His indifferent but calm expression, his cold and austere eyes were like a boulder, without the slightest change. It was as if the pain was nothing more than the bite of an ant. The blood that flowed out did not seem to be his, or perhaps he had already become numb to it after so many times.
Then, the young man met Ma Guanshan's eyes for the first time. The bloodthirsty red light in his eyes couldn't help but fade a little. The part that had regained its clarity was filled with fear.
This was the instinct of a wild beast, and it was also his talent.
At this moment, his instincts were warning him to stay away from this man.
At the same time, Ma Guanshan's blood flowed into the Dark Demon Saber. The Dark Demon Saber suddenly exploded with a bloody glow, and the two claws that clamped down on the Dark Demon Saber were instantly shattered.
The young man screamed, and the bloodthirsty red light in his eyes completely faded, replaced by fear. He opened his mouth, wanting to shout out the word "admit defeat" before he was killed.
As long as he shouted it out, the other party could not kill him. This was the rule of the martial arts arena, and also the dignity of the Great Xia Dynasty.
Ma Guanshan, however, was as fast as lightning and grabbed his neck, cold and swift.
Then, he threw him high up and leaped up under the young man's fearful gaze. The Dark Demon Saber came down from the air, cutting him in two. There was nothing fancy about it, it was simple and effective.
Finally, he landed with the two halves of the corpse. His movements were still as steady as a boulder, and the Dark Demon Saber slowly returned to the saber sheath on his back. He turned and walked off the stage.
The crowd was silent for a moment, and then with a "boom", they erupted into enthusiastic cheers, comparable to a million-man army.
Lianhai Changjin took out some medicine and quickly went up to greet him. He heard Ma Guanshan grit his teeth and curse, "Damn, it hurts!"
He couldn't help but laugh, "You didn't make a sound just now. I thought you were really made of iron."
Although he said that, it was the first time he saw Ma Guanshan outside of the intelligence reports. No wonder he looked down on Tang Sanghua's recovery so much. From this, it could be seen that the battle in Rong City was fierce, and those who could survive there must be brave warriors.
Qu Youfeng gave her an admiring look, and then said, "Ye Qing, you go."
The Grand Council sent out the narcissist Zhao Bingren.
Although Zhao Bingren was extremely narcissistic, he was one of the best marksmen in the Grand Council.
"I didn't expect my opponent to be a woman." He carried a silver longbow on his back. The patterns on it were like layers of scales, and one could tell at a glance that it was not an ordinary item.
"I didn't expect my opponent to be a transvestite!" Ye Qing had always attacked whoever she caught, and this time was no exception.
Zhao Bingren's face was very ugly, and he said, "I don't like to argue with women, but you are an exception. You are such a despicable and ugly woman that makes people want to vomit. There is no other woman like you in this world!"
Hearing this, Ye Qing's beautiful eyes suddenly shot out a look of extreme resentment, and she shouted loudly, "You damn transvestite, what do you know about me?"
With a clang, she unsheathed her sword under the urge of anger, and the momentum of the sword suddenly spread out, and she stabbed forward with a "Qianjun". The air suddenly surged, and a surge of Yuan Qi gushed out of her body.
Zhao Bingren sneered disdainfully, and pulled the bow and arrow, but there was no arrow, but he felt the Yuan Qi in his body surging, and an arrow condensed from Yuan Qi was born, and then shot out.
Although the momentum of the sword was simple, it was like a surging wave. The Yuan Qi arrow looked thin and thin, but the result was earth-shattering.
The momentum of the sword was immediately stopped by the Yuan Qi arrow, as if it had sunk into a swamp, and could not move an inch.
Ye Qing's eyes flashed with disbelief.
"In my eyes, you really don't look like a cultivator." Zhao Bingren said disdainfully, "You have always pursued the quantification of Yuan Qi, but it has caused your dantian to be unbearably impure. Only the lowest of cultivators would do such a thing. Do you think that an inexhaustible source of Yuan Qi is powerful? Let me show you what true power is! "
He pulled the bow, and pulled the arrow.
The second arrow directly pierced through Ye Qing's sword momentum.
"I'll kill you!" Ye Qing gritted her teeth. She cultivated the "Wave Breaking Sword Formula", which emphasized speed, accuracy, and ruthlessness. She was already very familiar with one of the moves, "Wave Breaking".
As soon as she finished speaking, a faint sword light in the shape of a half moon, like a hazy mist, suddenly split the air in front of it.
"I'll use this move to finish you off." Zhao Bingren's face was still full of disdain, and he pulled the bow and arrow. From beginning to end, he did not move half a step.
After charging for a while, the color of the Yuan Qi arrow became extremely dark. His expression also became serious, and he shouted, "Shoot the Golden Crow!"
The arrow seemed to be made of wind. It was dark green in color, and it easily broke through the sword light's obstruction, heading straight for Ye Qing's face.
In her panic, Ye Qing only had time to raise her sword to block.
Boom!
There was a loud explosion, and Ye Qing screamed in pain. Her entire body was blown off the stage, and she fell to the ground. She whimpered in pain.
Zhao Bingren looked down from above, and his voice was full of disdain. "Hmph, although you're a despicable and ugly woman, you're still a woman. I, Zhao Bingren, never kill a woman. Be thankful for my mercy!" Then, he walked off the stage.
"Extremely ugly!" Qu Youfeng glanced coldly at Ye Qing on the ground, then turned to Lianhai Changjin. "It's your turn. Don't disappoint me."
Lianhai Changjin nodded slightly and walked onto the stage.
Other than Qin Yiqiu, there was only one person left in the Grand Council, Guo Huai 'an.
Although he was not weak, there was still a huge gap between him and Lianhai Changjin. He was defeated in less than ten moves.
This way, both academies had two wins and two losses. It was a tie.
The final match, which was also the most anticipated match, was finally about to begin.
"If you can't win, don't come down," Qu Youfeng said coldly.
Everyone knew that he was talking to Yan Li.
However, Yan Li did not seem to hear him. He was like a soulless puppet, not moving an inch.
It was only when Lianhai Changjin noticed something was wrong and nudged him that he snapped out of his daze. "It's my turn?"
Seeing that Qin Yiqiu was already waiting on the stage, he let out a breath of turbid air and slowly walked onto the stage.
Lianhai Changjin asked worriedly, "Brother Yan, you don't look well. Are you alright?"
Yan Li did not answer. He clutched his heart with one hand, but it was getting harder and harder for him to walk. Step by step, he made his way onto the stage.
Qin Yiqiu looked at him and said with concern, "Brother Yan, you don't look too well. I think we should stop for a while. We can continue after you've rested enough."
There were many whispers below the stage.
"What's he doing? Is he afraid of the Grand Council? "
"I think he's afraid of losing. Why don't he find an excuse that he's not feeling well? It'll be more dignified if he surrenders."
Many agreed with this point of view. Naturally, the people did not know anything. However, they knew that the outcome of this match would mean the end of the civil war. That was why they were angry. He disregarded the dynasty and only cared about his own life. He did not deserve to be a student of the Grand Council.
Yan Li could no longer hear anything. He forced himself to look up at Qin Yiqiu. Without saying a word, he jumped off the stage and walked further and further away.
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