"You're looking for death!" Facing the wolf's sword, the man had no intention of retreating. He shouted angrily and then slashed out with the same sword.
He had already checked Cang Lang's cultivation level, and it was one level lower than him, so he was naturally not afraid.
What he didn't know was that Ling Hao had already informed everyone on the way from the hotel to the scene today.
During the competition, whether on or off the ring, you must properly conceal your martial arts aura.
The purpose is very simple, it is to dig a hole for the opponent!
Otherwise, once the opponent detects their strength, those with low cultivation will naturally not dare to challenge them and will definitely admit defeat directly.
In this case, Ling Hao's goal will not be achieved!
Bang!
The next moment, after the two sword lights collided together, the man's offensive was completely disintegrated in an instant.
But the sword that Cang Lang pulled out did not lose its power, and it disappeared from the man's heart and passed through him.
Gulu! Gulu!
The man looked down at the knife wound on his chest, opened his mouth, and a large amount of blood poured out of his mouth.
Immediately afterwards, two bodies collapsed here one after another, their flesh and blood blurred.
There was an expression of incredible pain on his face!
Killed himself with just one knife?!
hiss!
Seeing the scene on the ring, there was a gasp of air from all around.
Although killing is allowed in the ring, under normal circumstances, if there is no special reason, players will not really kill each other.
But now, as soon as Canglang came on stage, he cut the opponent in half without any nonsense.
This is too cruel!
"Damn it, you really deserve to die!" Under the ring, a man from Xidian Kingdom roared angrily.
After the words fell, a member of the crowd jumped onto the ring, also holding a big knife in his hand.
Walking not far away from Canglang, he gritted his teeth and said, "If you dare to kill my brother, I will make sure you die miserably!"
After finishing speaking, he turned to the referee and shouted: "Referee, I want to challenge him!"
"Is it your turn?" Cang Lang glanced at the waiting area below the ring and then looked at the other man and said calmly.
"I surrender!" a white woman in the waiting area shouted loudly.
"I also admit defeat!" Another man with an oriental face responded at the same time.
"I surrender too!" the third person shouted.
"..."
The next ten or so people did not even enter the ring and voluntarily abstained, allowing Canglang to score more than ten points.
Their cultivation level was only at the Battle Emperor level, and they originally wanted to try their luck in the arena, and maybe earn a point or two for their country.
But after seeing the scene just now, several people no longer had the courage to go up.
A disagreement can cost a life. This is not a competition, it is just murder!
"Now, it's my turn!" The man from Xidian Kingdom then looked at Cang Lang and said coldly.
After finishing speaking, scholar Canglang looked at the referee in the same tone as before: "Can we start?"
"Okay!" the referee nodded in response.
call!
The man's eyes twisted, and he rushed towards the wolf like a gang of beasts. He continued to flip his wrists, and slashed out with extremely sharp swords like lightning.
His skills are pretty good, two levels higher than that of the man just now, and he is already a first-class supreme strength.
He had just checked Canglang's cultivation level, but could not sense any fluctuations in his aura.
However, he did not think that the result was caused by Canglang's skill being far superior to his. It must have been caused by activating his mind to hide his aura.
This kind of thing has often happened in previous competitions. Many people like to hide their cultivation. This is not a strange thing.
"Go down and accompany your brother!" Cang Lang twisted his eyes, took a few steps, and slashed out with an arc-shaped sword.
"You are not overestimating your own capabilities. Go to hell..." The man roared angrily and rushed forward with his sword at full speed.
However, before he finished speaking, his face stiffened.
Just like his brother, the sword he slashed was vulnerable to Cang Lang's sword and disintegrated instantly.
Before he could fully react, the extremely sharp sword flashed past his neck, and a head shot up into the sky, blood spurting out like a pillar.
He could even hear the sound of his body hitting the ring hard.
quiet!
There was a brief silence near the ring, and everyone stared in the direction of the ring in stunned silence.
It's too cruel, it's still a knife!
This is too scary!
"Is there anyone else who wants to challenge?" Canglang looked at the waiting area and said in a deep voice.
"I surrender!"
"I'll admit defeat too!"
"Me too!"
"..."
This time, more people admitted defeat than before, and twenty or thirty people shouted out one after another.
"Referee, I call a truce!"
Cang Lang knew that no one would dare to come forward to die for the time being, so he looked in the direction of the referee and walked off the ring after speaking.
According to the rules of the competition, when no one challenges the champion, the champion can apply for a truce and choose another time to play again.
After Cang Lang stepped off the ring, he turned around and walked towards the fifth ring.
This was what they had discussed long ago, to kill a few people in one arena, and then change the arena to continue killing people until they encountered an opponent stronger than them.
What happened in the third arena was successively repeated in other arenas.
After a while, players from the Western countries appeared on all the arenas and were killed by people from the Great Xia Kingdom and the Snow Eagle Kingdom.
Boom!
At this time, a dull voice came from the No. 8 arena.
I saw that a woman from the Beijian Kingdom who was fighting against the Blood Rakshasa was also cut into two pieces with a sword. Blood spurted out wildly and her flesh and blood were blurred.
"Dina!" A cry of pain sounded in the waiting area.
After the words fell, a man from Beijian Kingdom jumped onto the ring, his face was ashen, and his eyes were staring at the Blood Rakshasa like fire.
"How dare you kill Dana, I promise you, I will cut you into pieces!"
"Really? I'm sorry, I'm afraid you won't have that chance!" Blood Rakshasa smiled faintly.
Then, he shouted loudly in the direction of the referee: "Referee, I admit defeat!"
After finishing speaking, he turned around and walked off the stage.
She has already checked the opponent's cultivation level, and it is one and a half levels higher than hers. He is already in the late second-level realm, and is obviously not something she can compete with.
Since practicing the Cangxuan Heart Sutra, her mental power level has increased by an order of magnitude in a short period of time.
As long as the opponent's skill is not more than two levels higher than hers, she can easily detect the opponent's cultivation level.
"Want to leave? It's not that easy. Leave me your life!"
As soon as Blood Rakshasa stepped off the ring, the man raised his hand and hit her with a palm.
