"Is this kid crazy? He is so seriously injured and he still wants to continue fighting."
"Does he want to die in this arena?"
"Gu Nandu's will did not teleport him out. Do you think he can continue to fight?"
The crowd was shocked.
Wang Qiming's body was covered with scars, with almost no intact part. Under normal circumstances, he would not be able to fight anymore.
However, he insisted on staying on the stage and never gave up or fell down.
"Wang Qiming."
Zhao Lingshan also looked at the scene in front of her in shock, her heart agitated.
Previously, she clearly saw how Wang Qiming was knocked down time and time again and then stood up in order not to lose.
That kind of tenacious will deeply shocked her.
"Damn boy, do you really think I can't kill you?"
Opposite him, Zhu Huai was so angry that the veins on his forehead popped out and he was going crazy.
He was also in quite a mess. There were several knife marks on his robes, and his body was covered in scars.
From the beginning of the game, he had the absolute upper hand, but this kid was just like a Xiao Qiang who had been beaten to death. No matter how hard he suppressed him, he could persist. Even after he hurt the opponent a few times,
, he was actually injured by the opponent and was injured in return.
Zhu Huai was filled with shock and anger.
"You brat, I don't believe how long you can hold on."
With an angry roar, Zhu Huai took action with all his strength.
Boom!
In an instant, there was a thunderous storm above the arena.
Wang Qiming retreated frequently, adding a few more wounds to his body.
However, he always stood still, gritting his teeth and trying his best to fight back.
That look in his eyes was like an evil ghost coming out of hell, which was frightening.
"I came from a humble background. I worked ten times as hard as ordinary people and went through all the hardships to get here. Now, I am only one game away from getting the chance to inherit. Why do I end up here like this?"
Wang Qiming roared in his heart. Because of the injury, his mind was in chaos and he almost fell into a coma, but he gritted his teeth.
No one knows how much suffering and suffering he endured as a poor man before he reached this point.
Even if he dies, he is not willing to give up.
Even if he only has his last breath left, he will stand and fight until he is exhausted, until he uses up his last vestige of strength.
"Damn it, defeat me!"
Zhu Huai roared angrily and attacked more violently.
After fighting for a long time and suffering physical trauma, he became increasingly impatient.
He couldn't even defeat a disciple from the Five Kingdoms, so how could he gain a foothold in the Dawei Dynasty in the future?
Boom boom boom!
The overwhelming power of the fist was like a tsunami, rushing across and swallowing Wang Qiming.
"No more."
Under the violent waves, Wang Qiming felt like floating catkins, unable to hold on at all.
But he didn't want to fall down just like that.
"Fight, fight, fight!"
At the last moment, Wang Qiming burned the real power in his body and rushed forward with a roar regardless of everything.
Fight to the death.
boom!
The dark sword light, like the sharp blade of the demon god, suddenly rose into the sky. The ferocious appearance and terrifying evil aura shocked everyone's hearts and even made Zhu Huai's heart tremble.
Bang!
The two forces collided, and an astonishing impact swept through the world, making a loud noise in the ring.
Amidst the loud noise, Wang Qiming and Zhu Huai vomited blood at the same time and flew out upside down.
"What?"
"Who wins?"
"Is it Zhu Huai?"
Everyone raised their heads and looked attentively.
"Ahem!"
A series of coughs were heard, and immediately on the ring, Wang Qiming stood up unsteadily. He was covered in blood, with a sword in his right hand, and blood was dripping down drop by drop.
However, his eyes were shining brighter than ever before, and he finally stood up with difficulty in front of everyone.
"What, this guy is the one standing up?"
"Zhu Huai was defeated?"
"How can this be?"
The crowd's eyes widened and they couldn't believe their eyes.
Buzz!
Shrouded in white light, Zhu Huai was teleported directly out, while Wang Qiming returned to the square.
With a flash of figure, Qin Chen immediately appeared next to Wang Qiming and helped him up.
"Master Chen!"
Grinning, Wang Qiming looked at Qin Chen with a pure and clear smile.
He won.
With a will far beyond ordinary people, he used his own blood to stand firmly on this stage.
And such a battle also shocked the people of all five countries.
What kind of spirit is this that makes Wang Qiming willing to fight with his own life? Doesn't he know that he would die if he just made one mistake?
"Do not talk."
Qin Chen immediately took out the healing elixir from his body and gave it to Wang Qiming.
Wang Qiming's injuries were extremely serious. If he had not been treated in time, his life would have been in danger.
Since then, three duels have ended.
Three players have successfully entered the top twelve, namely Hua Tiandu, Meng Xingjue and Wang Qiming.
"A waste. He can't even defeat a boy from the Five Kingdoms. Then Zhu Huai is really a waste."
"A quota was wasted."
"If it were me, how could I drag out the battle for so long and give that kid a chance to make a comeback?"
Some of the geniuses of the Dawei Dynasty were all dissatisfied and looked ugly.
Under discussion.
Buzz buzz...
Six white lights fell, covering the six people again, and appeared on the ring at the same time.
"Hey, this round is interesting."
"Our three great geniuses in Xuanzhou will fight against the three geniuses from the Five Kingdoms."
"Haha, this round should be stable."
"Both Situ Sheng and Long Cheng have the strength to challenge the geniuses. Although Zhao Tian is a little inferior, he still has the strength of a top genius. It shouldn't be a problem to defeat a genius from the Five Nations."
Discussions came from outside Gunandu.
"Huh? Zhao Lingshan is in danger!"
Qin Chen frowned.
I only saw these three matches. They were a young man in black robe from the Ghost Immortal Sect against a strong man named Long Cheng from the Dawei Dynasty. Liang Guoyu Wenfeng fought against a man named Zhao Tian. However, what Zhao Lingshan encountered was a simple-looking man.
, but Situ Sheng is extremely reserved.
"If she meets other players, Lingshan may not have a chance to win, but this Situ wins..."
Qin Chen sighed slightly.
With his eyes, he could naturally see that among the three great geniuses of the Dawei Dynasty, Situ Sheng was obviously the strongest in cultivation, even higher than the previous Lin Kong and Zhu Huai.
It is almost impossible to win.
In fact, Zhao Lingshan is too young after all, and her congenital conditions are a bit worse. If she is given another two or three years, she will become completely different.
But now, it's too early.
"In these three rounds, the black-robed young man from the Ghost Immortal Sect, Yu Wenfeng, and Situ Sheng should have won. If Lingshan met Yu Wenfeng's opponent Zhao Tian, she might have a slim chance of winning. As for Long Cheng,
Although his cultivation is not weak, it is a pity that he was the one who met him and could only be ravaged." Qin Chen shook his head.