Feeling the sharp sword aura, Rhodes still stood there without moving at all, with a natural smile on his face, as if he was not worried at all.
The blade was getting closer and closer, and the stands were silent at this moment. Everyone's hearts were hanging in their throats. The first feeling that this guy was crazy and didn't resist or dodge. Is he looking for death?
"Brother Rhode." In the stands, Ada couldn't help but scream. The blade was less than one distance from Rhode. At this time, Rhode still did not move. Was he really looking for death?
Everyone's face was solemn, worried and confused. Only Mellon, with a faint smile on his face, not worried at all, just waiting quietly, waiting for Rhode's outbreak, if he doesn't move, he's shocking.
Simply, when the blade fell on him, Rhode closed his eyes, as if he was the only one in the world, forgetting everything and not taking everything into consideration.
It was not that he did not move. In fact, Rhode had already started moving, but he had not shown it. At this time, he closed his eyes. Although he did not use his eyes to look at his opponent, his heart was extremely bright, and his every move of the opponent was under his attention.
Even the trajectory of the blade was clearly seen by him. As his mental power locked the blade, his mind seemed to see the whole world clearly, and his speed gradually slowed down, and the world gradually quieted down. At this time, in Rhode's eyes, the speed of the blade was very slow, as if he could block it as long as he reached out.
Rhodes' indifference and quietness made Charles feel a little nervous, and he was looking for death. It is impossible. Rhodes is not such a person. Charles is not a fool. Otherwise, he would not have reached his current status and would not have participated in this competition as a god-level intermediate level. You should know that there are no fewer people who covet this competition, and there are even more god-level late-level levels. It is said that he can obtain this qualification.
"Go to die." Since Rhodes did not move, Charles naturally would not give up this great opportunity and exerted force suddenly. He walked past less than one meter away. The blade was on the verge of Rhodes' head, as if he was going to split Rhodes into two sections in one fell swoop.
"Ah..." There were screams in the stands. Some people could not even bear to see what happened next. It seemed that everyone guessed that Rhodes was terrible after being split into two sections.
Lilith, who had always been calm, clenched her fists tightly, and sweat had already oozed out of her palms at some point.
It seemed that everyone's eyes were attracted to this ring in the entire competition venue, with joy and worry.
The Purple Winged Thunder Eagle family, the Nash family, and even the Philes family, and some of their Allied family members showed sneer on their faces, gloating and waiting to watch the show.
A trace of blood oozed out from his forehead. Before the sword body reached its level, the sword energy was reached first. Even Rhode's powerful body and defense could not withstand the sword energy emitted by a peak god-level mid-level warrior with all his strength. A small hole was torn apart and blood was overflowing.
Everything was completed in a flash. The game seemed to have already happened. Rhodes must die. Many people began to be disappointed, disappointed with this mythical man.
Some people are also suspicious, holding the last bit of luck. After all, men who pass through the sky like a comet illuminate the source of darkness will not believe that it will be so useless.
As the blade was about to be draped over Rhode's head, the distance seemed less than ten centimeters, it was about to look down. A large number of women in the competition venue turned their heads and couldn't bear to continue watching. A bloody scene was about to appear, and the first vivid life was about to die.
Although the passing of life in such a game is not a strange thing, the fall of this way makes people feel a little unbearable.
However, a scene that surprised everyone appeared at this moment was that it was too late and fast, with a thunder god-like speed. In an instant, Rhode's body shook slightly, and the sharp long sword slashed along his side.
Boom... Thunder roared, the solid ground on the ring began to crack, and the flying dust blinded everyone's eyes. Only a few super strong men could still see everything clearly.
"You lost." A faint voice came, tearing through the quiet atmosphere.
The dust dissipated, and a strange scene appeared in front of everyone, making people wide open their eyes and incredible.
At this moment, Charles' long sword fell deeply under the ground, and he kept his last force to lean forward. On the opposite side of him, less than ten centimeters from the edge of the long sword, Rhode's clothes were torn. He was close to the left body of the long sword. All the clothes were torn by the blade, revealing explosive muscles, carrying a trace of blood that was torn by the knife air.
In his right hand, the fiery red sword was pressed against Charles' throat at some point, and his eyes looked at the other person indifferently.
The two of them kept in such a posture and solidified between heaven and earth, as if they had become two statues.
A victory can create a scene of instant killing. This scene comes too suddenly and shocking, so many people think they rub their eyes like dreams and make sure they are not wrong.
"You lost." Rhode said again in the face of Charles' incredible look.
The sound was clearly spread throughout the field and into everyone's ears, like thunder thunder on the ground. The next moment, the thunderous cheers came, and the atmosphere was instantly adjusted to the highest point.
Hundreds of thousands of people cheered in unison, their voices soared into the sky, and the entire competition venue seemed to be trembling.
Although most people don’t know what happened here, after all, everything was completed in an instant and it was too weird, some people still saw it clearly, such as Mellon, Sogner and Lilith. These people did not cheer, and only shock and disbelief on their faces were shocking and disbelief.
Looking back on just now, just when his life was hanging in a flash, Rhodes just moved sideways lightly, and then the dark dragon was unsheathed.
At that time, Charles's full force exploded, and in his opinion, he was bound to win. He did not leave any way out for himself and left no spare force, so he lost the center of gravity under the huge force, and under the influence of inertia, he was taken out and sent to Rhodes.
At that time, the Rhodes' Dark Dragon rose slightly and was directly fixed at Charles' throat. He won with one move and won lightly, but this seemingly light victory contained too much content.
The first is Rhodes' calculations and confidence. The calculations are accurate and calculated Charles' offensive strength and blade trajectory. Even Charles' personality and temper are calculated, with strong confidence, because if there are few mistakes, there is only one death, which shows the danger.
Then there is terrifying speed and precise attack dodging. The terrifying speed cleverly avoids the fatal blow under precise calculations, and then accurately draws the sword and kills it, which shows how terrifying the contents are.
Thinking of this, those strong men who saw it clearly couldn't help but take a breath. A strong man is definitely a fierce man, extremely fierce. He thought that he could do this with no more than one hand.
"I lost." Looking at Rhode with complicated eyes, he struggled, feeling the cold breath coming from the fiery red sword. He said with a last look on the gray side, and with a bow down on his head, his voice was extremely hoarse, with great loss and regret.
He was careless, and he was indeed careless. He violated the warrior's biggest weakness, underestimating the enemy, and not leaving any spare force for himself, otherwise he would not have been defeated so embarrassed or so disgusting.
Listening to the thunderous cheers coming from around him, Charles felt ashamed. He looked back at the direction of his family on the stage, lowered his head, and a trace of regret and guilt flashed in his eyes. The quota he had finally obtained was wasted by himself.
He turned to look up at Rhode: "You lose, you are very strong." He said from the bottom of his heart.
Although it was a short move, you could see a lot of things. At least Charles knew that he was not as strong as he was. Even if he continued to fight, he would not win every step of the way. It was only a matter of time before he failed.
"Netrold won the stage No. 6." The barrier dissipated, and the referee took the opportunity to enter the stage with complicated look at the two people who were fighting. Finally, he announced loudly that the entire competition venue was spreading with the spread of the spirit of the monster and the fighting spirit.
"Rod...Rod...Rod." The cheers became more and more intense.
"Melon, you can teach this trick." In the stands, Sogner turned to look at Melon and asked in surprise, with a hint of horror flashing in his eyes.
"no."
"He learned it himself."
"So that's it."
The simple dialogue once again caused a powerful impact on the surrounding people. The talent that defies the evil guy, why don’t he kill him with a lightning? If such a person lives, does other people have the meaning of life? It is simply a huge blow and shame to others. Even the Obsidian and Hei Yin of the Black Phoenix clan looked at each other in horror.
The eight ring matches started at the earliest, but ended at the earliest, and they were seen by the people from the other rings. This guy who was originally least valued became the most dangerous guy at this time.
Back in the stands, Sogner and his group looked at Rhode like a monster, questioned him, but they could not get any clues. In the end, they had no choice but to give up focusing on the other few games, but they asked and sighed from time to time and the change made Rhode feel a little uncomfortable.
Rhodes was the first to win the quarterfinals. Then, not long after, the game of a number ring ended. The Purple-Winged Thunder Hawks sent a middle-aged man. Although he looked about forty or fifty years old, everyone knew that he was an old monster who had lived for a hundred or even thousands of years. He was very strong, absolutely strong, and easily defeated a god-level warrior without any trace, second only to Rhodes to advance.
Chapter completed!