What shocked the audience even more was Wang Qiming.
"Pffffffffffffffff!"
On the ring, Wang Qiming danced his sword and fought crazily with the first floor. The two of them were like lightning, flashing on the ring, and they exchanged at least hundreds of moves in an instant.
Every time a move landed, there was an astonishing roar that made the arena tremble.
The terrifying energy swept forward, containing the aura of sword intent that destroyed everything, enough to tear an ordinary martial master into pieces in an instant.
"powerful!"
"Too strong."
"It's really scary. How did that young man practice? He was so young. He had fought against four geniuses in a row before, and he was still under attack on the first floor. His fighting spirit was boiling. Doesn't this person know what fatigue is?"
Everyone was shocked and dumbfounded.
Despite the fact that Wang Qiming and the First Floor are now inextricably locked up in the battle, and there seems to be no distinction between them, everyone knows that the First Floor has never made a move before, and is in peak condition.
On the other hand, Wang Qiming had fought against the four masters of the Da'an Dynasty before. Even if he was given a certain amount of rest time, he must have consumed a lot of real power, and he was not in his prime at all.
But even so, the first floor didn't have any upper hand.
this……
Everyone was shocked and felt incredible.
"puff!"
At this moment, the situation on the field suddenly changed. The figure on the first floor was ethereal, like a killer sneaking in the dark night. In the midst of crazy attacks, he finally seized the opportunity and smashed Wang Qiming's body-protecting power with one finger.
A bloody hole was left on his left arm.
With a muffled groan, Wang Qiming fell back, and blood splattered from the blood hole in his right arm.
"Injured."
"This guy finally got hurt."
"I almost thought this person was made of iron and couldn't be hurt at all!"
The crowd was excited, as if they were the ones who injured Wang Qiming, and they couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.
It was only then that everyone felt relieved. No matter how powerful Wang Qiming was, he was still a human being and would be injured sometimes. He could not remain invincible forever.
"Wang Qiming shouldn't be able to dodge that finger just now. It seems that the previous battle, although it didn't cause him much trouble, also consumed some of his energy."
On the ring, Qin Chen shook his head with a calm expression.
If he was in full strength, the finger he pointed just now might not be able to hurt him on the first floor.
"Good opportunity!"
Wang Qiming was injured with one finger, and the first floor was also very happy. His legs stepped on the ring repeatedly, swish, swish, and his figure suddenly became blurry, like blurry afterimages, quickly passing towards Wang Qiming.
"Ghostly!"
In an instant, the first floor of the arena seemed to disappear, leaving only a vague black shadow, flashing crazily, but the direction could not be discerned at all.
"What a fast pace."
"What movement technique is this? Why has the first floor completely disappeared from my perception?"
"It's so fast that it can't be caught by the naked eye or perception."
"I can't even see the figure clearly. If we are the one fighting this person, how can we resist his attack?"
The crowd exploded, everyone was shocked and inexplicable.
Except for the martial masters who are not affected, it is almost impossible for many martial masters on the field to distinguish the location of the first floor. Even some late sixth-order martial masters can only see black shadows flickering and cannot distinguish them at all.
Find out the location on the first floor.
How could this not surprise them?
He is worthy of being a genius killer who has been on the top floor of the Da'an Dynasty's number one assassin organization for more than seven years. With such strength, a sudden attack can probably cause enough damage even to some peak martial masters in the late sixth level.
threats.
"Puff puff puff!"
Sure enough, Wang Qiming started to retreat crazily under the attack from the first floor. This was the first time that he took the initiative to retreat after standing on the stage for so long.
But it was useless. How could the first floor give Wang Qiming a chance to relax? The true power in his body was released like crazy, and the power of his blood was exerted to the extreme, constantly pursuing the victory.
Blood splattered wildly, and Wang Qiming's body continued to spurt out blood.
"If you lose, that kid will finally be defeated."
"The first floor of the Da'an Dynasty is still superior in skills, the number one genius killer, and he deserves his reputation."
"That boy is still a little greener. If he makes a mistake, he will make a mistake at every step. A killer like this on this floor will never give him a chance to make a comeback."
Everyone seemed to be able to see the scene of Wang Qiming's downfall.
Below the ring, You Qianxue, who saw this scene, couldn't help but take a step forward and grasped the hilt of the sword at her waist with her right hand.
However, a hand suddenly appeared and held her right hand.
But it was Qin Chen!
The palms of their hands were interlaced, and a warm breath came from them. Two pieces of red cloud suddenly flew up on You Qianxue's face, and she looked at Qin Chen doubtfully.
"Don't be in a hurry to get on stage, Wang Qiming is not defeated yet." Qin Chen looked at the arena and said calmly.
"Not defeated?"
You Qianxue raised her head suspiciously. Wang Qiming on the stage was covered in blood. Looking at the first floor, he became more and more courageous as he fought. If he continued to fight, Wang Qiming would obviously be defeated at any time. Why did Master Chen still say that he was not defeated?
However, although she was confused in her heart, since Qin Chen said this, You Qianxue didn't even hesitate and stepped back again.
In the hearts of this group of people, Qin Chen's words are like the holy words and can never go wrong.
But at this moment, the situation on the field had reached its most critical moment.
With more and more wounds on his body, Wang Qiming faltered, as if he had reached the end of his strength and might not be able to hold on at any time.
"Second Yuan Finger!"
While Wang Qiming was retreating, his steps suddenly staggered due to injury. In an instant, a sharp light bloomed in the eyes of the first floor. He seized this opportunity and suddenly rose into the sky, pointing crazily at Wang Qiming's chest.
"Defeat!"
"boom!"
A black stream of light, like a phantom, came to Wang Qiming in an instant, containing an astonishing aura.
This finger is the decisive move on the first floor. No matter how hard Wang Qiming resists, he who is seriously injured at this moment will definitely be seriously injured and defeated.
In the eyes of the first floor, a god of wisdom emerged. However, the next moment, his expression suddenly froze, and there was a look of horror in his eyes.
Facing his fatal blow, Wang Qiming, who had been retreating quickly before, did not retreat. Instead, he strangely took a step forward. At the same time, an astonishing sword intent suddenly emerged from the sword in his hand, and he slashed towards the first floor crazily.
It's actually a lose-lose approach.
"not good!"
The first floor was shocked and wanted to escape but it was already too late.
"Pfft!"
"boom!"
Two roars sounded. The first one was the sound of the first floor's fingers penetrating Wang Qiming's body, but because Wang Qiming moved forward unexpectedly, his vital parts were not hurt.
The second sound was the sound of the sword in Wang Qiming's hand hitting the first floor.
As blood spattered, the robe on the chest of the first floor was instantly shattered, and with a roar, the whole person was thrown away and fell heavily to the ring.