The martial arts arena instantly became silent. The Nakano Castle Lord election event was already extremely exciting. Everyone was looking forward to the last event. Finally, the day came. Originally, their interest in coming to watch the competition was already very strong, but they couldn't.
Unexpectedly, before the final game officially started, an unexpected proposal would add another excitement to the long-awaited final.
Duel to the death!
This is much more exciting than a martial arts competition. There are all martial arts practitioners present. Who doesn't understand that the life and death duel is much more exciting than ordinary competitions. It is the intertwining of blood and tears. It is a wonderful event.
Fighting, and only in a life-and-death duel can all the trump cards of both sides of the duel be revealed, bringing the excitement of the entire competition to its highest point.
Feng Jueyu agreed to Cheng Shaojing's proposal without hesitation. Could it be that the grudge between them has reached the point where they cannot turn hostility into friendship?
"Little friend." Wang Jiutong tugged on Feng Jueyu's clothes with worry. He knew that Feng Jueyu's cultivation level, the peak of the third level of Shenwu was not much different from the fourth level of Shenwu, but after all, there was a certain gap, just like the dragon
As Ao said, the fourth level of Shenwu is the critical moment to enter the transition from martial arts to Xuan Dao. The improvement of each level has extremely important significance. If Cheng Shaojing really reaches that level, it may be difficult to deal with it.
Feng Jueyu knew what Wang Jiutong was going to say, but his response was not without deeper considerations. Cheng Shaojing was bound to retaliate. If he was not removed as soon as possible, he would definitely be a serious problem in the future. Feng Jueyu did not want to be in Nakano City in the future.
When making decisions, having such a person who is working against me puts the brakes on everything.
To cut the grass, we must remove the root. Instead of accompanying Cheng Shaojing with open swords and hidden attacks in the future, it is better to forget it once and for all.
"This..." Feng Rulan looked at the two of them speechlessly, feeling very displeased with Feng Jueyu's recklessness. In fact, she wanted to re-emphasize the rules of the competition when the two came on stage.
He wouldn't let Feng Jueyu die in the ring. He didn't want people to say that Feng Jueyu saved Ming Chengfeng, but Feng Rulan didn't know how to repay her kindness and watched Feng Jueyu being beaten to death.
But what can't be done is that Feng Jueyu agreed too quickly. Everyone is a martial arts practitioner. Who doesn't understand that the life and death contract requires both parties to agree at the same time before it can be signed. Once both parties agree, no one else will interfere.
Rights, that is to say, if Feng Jueyu disagrees, she can still help, but once she agrees, it will be a big deal.
"Confused." Jing Chen seemed to have not expected that Feng Jueyu was cautious and low-key, but had such a stubborn personality. Wouldn't he jump into the fire bed by himself?
"Mr. Feng is a talented artist and a bold man. Cheng admires him very much. Come here and bring me pen, ink, paper and inkstone." A proud sneer flashed across Cheng Shaojing's face. Before Feng Rulan could speak, he immediately ordered someone to bring paper and pen.
When the matter reached this point, Feng Rulan knew that it was useless to say any more. As a notary, the old lady supervised the two of them signing a life-and-death certificate in front of the rostrum, and it was done by the fourteen family heads in person.
Witness without repentance.
After signing the certificate of life and death, Feng Rulan ordered someone to hang it on the high drum and announced loudly: "Since the two young masters have signed the certificate of life and death, this competition will test whether life and death will be determined by their destiny. The Cheng and Zhu families will also have their destiny two days later.
You are not allowed to start a war with your opponent because of the deceased. This has been personally witnessed by the fourteen family heads. Now, you can start."
As Feng Rulan's words fell, thunderous applause and roaring shouts erupted in the martial arts arena. The people supporting Feng Jueyu and Cheng Shaojing seemed to be divided into two groups, and the shouts and cheers became louder and louder.
, with a never-ending momentum.
Amidst the enthusiastic shouts, Feng Jueyu and Cheng Shaojing slowly stepped onto the ring. Cheng Shaojing threw down his round knife, took off his heart-protecting leather armor, and said in a conspiratorial tone: "Since it is a life and death duel,
, let’s not bother with the swords and armor provided by the Lu family, how about we each rely on our own abilities and live or die according to our destiny?”
"Just what I want." Feng Jueyu also threw down his fine steel sword, took off his rough leather armor, and stood in a blue and white robe, with an unnaturally cold aura exuding from his whole body.
The corners of Cheng Shaojing's mouth curled up in a sinister arc, and he suddenly raised his right hand. A tearing inner energy surged out from the center of his palm, sucking the hand of one of the Cheng family's team on the east side of the ring, who was nearly two meters tall.
Get a super big steel fork.
The steel fork made of pure black metal exudes a strong forest atmosphere, and fantasy suddenly appeared in people's eyes, just like when the steel fork fell into Cheng Shaojing's hand, it emitted black mist and slowly soared upwards.
, there is endless excitement around the steel fork.
And with the steel fork in hand, Cheng Shaojing's whole body also exuded the same kind of demonic aura. The aura of the demonic aura caused the temperature of the entire scene to drop sharply. There was even a looming black cloud above his head, giving him a creepy aura.
It spread unabashedly to the entire venue.
Within a moment, dark clouds filled the martial arts arena and black mist covered the sky, as if a storm was about to fall over Zhongtian City, forcing all the martial artists to be in danger. It was impossible to imagine what caused this powerful momentum to gather.
"A first-grade white flame sword!" Lu Weijiang is a master among craftsmen. The extraordinary quality of the steel fork can be seen at a glance. No wonder Cheng Shaojing is very confident. Judging from this steel fork alone, he has the absolute upper hand.
White Flame's first-grade sword can easily cut gold and crack stones. Even if it encounters real steel and fine iron, it will turn into tofu and be cut easily. It seems that Feng Jueyu has caused a lot of trouble.
The weirdest thing is Cheng Shaojing's aura. Now, just by pushing his cultivation to the second level of Shenwu, he has caused a complete change in the sky, turning the early winter morning into a bone-chilling cold night. This cultivation is really weird.
tight.
"It seems that you are well prepared." Feng Jueyu also felt how powerful Cheng Shaojing was. It felt like Xing Kun was reborn and his strength was greatly reduced after taking the Seven Poisons.
But Xing Kun is Xing Kun after all, and Cheng Shaojing is different. He can cultivate his cultivation to this level, which is enough to pose a certain threat to himself.
The reason why Feng Jueyu signed a life-and-death agreement with Cheng Shaojing was because he did not want him to walk out of the ring alive. Whether it was his grudge against him or hurting Wang Jiutong, Feng Jueyu was determined to teach him a lesson, and he should not be the last one.
The only thing is that he practiced the magic skill that he hated the most.
The certificate of life and death has been signed, Cheng Shaojing finally showed his sharp fangs, curved his mouth with a hint of evil and said: "Feng Jueyu, do you know that I have wanted to kill you for a long time, and now I finally have this opportunity, what do you think?
Will I let it go?"
Feng Jueyu smiled and nodded: "You are right. If it were me, I wouldn't have wasted this opportunity."
"That's it, so you will definitely die today. Oh, by the way, remember not to blame me."
"Of course not, life or death is up to fate."
"That's a good thing to say. Life or death is determined by fate. It's a pity that this person is you, not me."
After saying the last sentence, Cheng Shaojing narrowed his eyes and suddenly opened his eyes. A cold light shot out from his dark pupils. Cheng Shaojing danced the steel fork. A strong wind blew up in the competition arena, and the evil wind blew up. The steel fork was two meters high.
The wind he danced turned into a buzzing sound like a drum. The dust and gravel on the shaking ground continued to scatter to the surroundings. The earth trembled, black clouds came over the top, and the sky above the ring seemed to be falling.
The apocalyptic storm is equally frightening.
"The angry shark waves are turning..."
Cheng Shaojing, who had danced the steel fork to the extreme, suddenly rushed out. His speed was not necessarily that fast, but as he stepped forward, the dark clouds in the sky also followed Cheng Shaojing and flew towards Feng Jueyu, and the dark clouds gathered
He showed an evil face, a ferocious expression that was exactly the same as Cheng Shaojing's.
"Wow!"
The hard granite surface seemed to have been forcibly lifted from the ground by an extremely huge force. All the half-foot-thick granite blue bricks were lifted up, and were stirred by the force of the steel fork, turning into a gray-white dragon and smashing into the wind.
Jueyu...
"Damn!" There were exclamations in the stands. It must be said that the opening alone was an eye-opener for Cheng Shaojing. The power of this fork was enough for a second-level Shenwu to deal with it with all his strength.
The starting move of Furious Shark Waves, using the true energy of the second level of divine martial arts, eclipsed the powerful spiritual energy of heaven and earth. The flags of the fourteen forces were cut off at the sound, and the spectators outside the venue were everywhere in shock.
Run away, you can run as far as you want. If it weren't for the Ming family's shield wall as a bunker, I'm afraid that just this one move would have taken away dozens of lives.
Cheng Shaojing vowed not to give up until he killed Feng Jueyu.
"Huh!" Under the violent wind and waves, Feng Jueyu's expression did not change, he was as calm as ever, he calmly took out the Chaos Dagger, held it upside down in his hand, stepped wrong, and faced the violent wind-like green brick in front of him.
Got out.
How could the King of Killers be afraid of a mere True Yuan offensive? Wouldn't it be a big joke if people saw it? Anyway, he didn't plan to keep it this time, so what's the point of showing his nakedness to others?
At this thought, Feng Jueyu's murderous intention aroused, and the emerald-like green light kept rolling and surging on the surface of his body. In an instant, his aura was raised to the second level of Shenwu. His strides were like lightning, and Feng Jueyu did not dodge.
Without hesitation, he swung his right hand fiercely, causing a blade of light to rise from bottom to bottom.
"Tear!"
The hard granite blue brick was half a foot thick and was as vulnerable as tofu under the Chaos Dagger. There was a tearing sound, and the gray-white strip connected by the granite blue brick was split in half by the fierce wind. Countless
The gravel splashed wantonly inside and outside the martial arts arena, but was blocked by the shields held by masters with skills above the Xuanwu realm who arrived in time.
The flying dust in the martial arts arena obscured everyone's sight. When people woke up from the shock, the arena that had cost a huge amount of money and took a whole month to build had turned into a ruin.
In the ruins, Feng Jueyu and Cheng Shaojing turned into two lightning bolts and fought together...