After Lin Huang won the first battle, he soon ushered in the second battle.
The person he was fighting was a warrior from the Jianqi Pavilion. He was also from the seventh level of Wuhou. But he was two points stronger than the one Lin Huang had met before.
Looking at the middle-aged man appearing in front of him, Lin Huang's expression was as calm as ever.
The latter seems to be different from ordinary warriors who practice swordsmanship. He is tall and tall, more than eight feet tall. He holds a heavy sword in his hand, which looks to weigh several hundred kilograms. Standing in the killing arena, he looks like a mountain standing in the forest.
In front of Huang.
"Boy, your strength is good, but my defense is one of the top three in the killing arena. If you are wise, it is best to admit defeat as soon as possible to avoid losing your life directly, which would be a pity."
The burly man's voice sounded like muffled thunder in Lin Huang's ears.
Lin Huang calmly shook his head, "I will not be defeated in the killing arena."
"court death!"
The burly man frowned, and before the referee announced the start, he swung the heavy sword in his hand and charged towards Lin Huang.
Lin Huang raised his eyebrows slightly. When the man was flooded with sword energy like an angry sea, Lin Huang raised his palm and stabbed towards the man like a blade.
In the killing arena, an incredible scene suddenly appeared.
Everyone in the underground palace widened their eyes. They saw the young man in white reaching forward with his palm, moving forward gracefully amid the terrifying sword energy.
The palm of the hand is like a knife, not sharp, but it has an invincible momentum, like a spear that can kill thousands of armies, piercing through all the opponent's defenses in one go.
Amid the monstrous sword energy, a slender palm lightly appeared at the opponent's throat.
"Death or surrender?"
Lin Huang raised his head and looked calmly at the burly man in front of him.
The burly man froze on the spot, staring at Lin Huang with wide pupils, "giving up".
Lin Huang nodded, then closed his hands.
"Who are you?"
After the burly man admitted defeat, he did not leave immediately.
"Lin Changsheng!"
Lin Huang waved his sleeves and waited for the next warrior.
After a brief silence, the surrounding area of the killing arena erupted into boiling sounds as always.
This time, it was not because Lin Huang made them lose money, but because they felt incredible.
A newcomer who has just entered the Killing Arena is clearly no match for the seventh level of Wuhou. How could he win two games in a row so lightly?
Around the underground palace, the leaders of the three major forces all turned their attention to Lin Huang again, with solemn expressions on their faces.
"Find out his origins!"
Vice Hall Master Qiu turned the prayer beads in his hand and ordered the disciples beside him.
If Lin Huang had played before, he was just taking a chance. But now it's different. Maybe the latter can really become a tool for Shenji Temple to make money.
Perhaps the territory lost by Shenji Temple in the past three years can be recovered.
Similarly, Longyuan Pavilion and Jianqi Pavilion also ordered to investigate Lin Huang's origins.
After winning against two people in a row, the betting odds began to change. Of the thousands of people in the underground palace, a quarter of them had already started betting on Lin Huang.
Lin Huang's next opponent is still someone from the Jianqi Tower.
But it is the eighth level of Wuhou.
As soon as the opponent entered the killing arena, huge shouts suddenly erupted from all around.
"Ge Lie from the Jianqi Tower actually appeared."
"The real Marquis of Wu, eighth level, once won ten games in a row!"
"It seems that Jianqi Tower is getting angry in order to regain face."
"Ge Lie enters the scene. I'm afraid there will be no suspense in this battle."
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Behind the crowd, Vice Hall Master Qiu from the Shenji Palace looked at Ge Lie from the Sword Qi Tower, frowning slightly.
In the Jianqi Tower, Ge Lie is a good trump card.
And he had just bet 500,000 spirit stones on Lin Huang.
In the field, the face of the person who had just bet on Lin Huang turned purple.
Originally they wanted to make a big bet, but they didn't expect that this stupid Jianqi Tower was so shameless that it sent Ge Lie from the eighth level of Wuhou.
Although Lin Huang's odds increased as a result, they could already imagine that the spirit stones they had just bet on went into someone else's pocket.
In the killing arena, Lin Huang remained calm as usual.
Ge Lie, who walked out of the giant bronze door, looked to be about thirty years old. His whole body was full of a simple atmosphere. What was different from ordinary people was that he did not carry a long sword, but carried it on his back.
The latter looked at Lin Huang with no expression at all.
"I'm here not only to defeat you, but also to convey the meaning of our Sword Qi Tower. Since you are a newcomer and don't have much contact with Shenji Temple before coming here, why not join the battle for my Sword Qi Tower? After all, God
Jidian is still slightly inferior to Longyuan Pavilion and Jianqi Tower."
"Come to my Sword Qi Tower, you can get more of what you want."
Greg opened his mouth and said.
Lin Huang shook his head and smiled, "No need, I came to the killing arena just on a whim. I'll be leaving in a few days."
"Does that mean you refused?"
Greg frowned.
Lin Huang shrugged nonchalantly.
"In this case, there is nothing to talk about. Originally, if you were willing, I could admit defeat. But now if you don't want to, then you can only die."
"Then it depends on your ability!"
Lin Huang spread his hands and crossed his arms in front of his chest.
Boom.
In the killing arena, drums sounded.
Ge Lie's simple figure disappeared in an instant, and the sword energy suddenly filled the void, just like a long sword that had been hidden in a box for a hundred years was unsheathed. The sword energy was powerful enough to tear apart mountains and crack the ground.
In the void, there were hundreds of sword lights heading towards the forest wilderness.
Looking at the overwhelming sword light and Ge Lie who suddenly appeared in front of him, Lin Huang raised his eyebrows slightly and slashed forward with his arms crossed in front of his chest.
In an instant, a domineering aura suppressed the killing arena.
Hundreds of sword lights in the void were annihilated in the blink of an eye.
Lin Huang's right hand reached out like lightning, directly grasping the sharp edge of Ge Lie's sword, closing the distance with the latter, and a smile gradually appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Ge Lie's expression changed drastically, and he felt a terrifying and sharp aura coming from his chest and abdomen. It was Lin Huang's left hand.
"Death or surrender?"
Lin Huang asked again, his left hand resting on Ge Lie's chest, with a murderous intention coming out of it.
"Jianqi Tower is willing to give out 10 million spiritual stones, as long as you are willing to come."
Ge Lie did not answer Lin Huang's question, but offered a high price.
Lin Huang shook his head, turned his palm into a fist, and slammed into Ge Lie's chest, sending the latter flying away.
The battle starts and ends in just ten breaths.
Around the killing arena, everyone looked at the scene in front of them, like clay sculptures and wood sculptures, their eyes filled with incredulity.
The person who flew out was Ge Lie!
Even if the warrior from the eighth heaven of Wuhou was defeated by Lin Changsheng from the seventh heaven, how could he be defeated so quickly?
After the air became stagnant for a short time, the quarter of the gamblers who had bet on Lin Huang suddenly burst into loud cheers.
The way they looked at Lin Huang was simply love to death.
After all, they already had the mentality that Lin Huang would definitely lose. But they didn't expect that Lin Huang actually won and brought them huge benefits.
Around the underground palace, the leaders of the three major forces had different expressions. Their eyes fell on Lin Huang, wondering what they were thinking.
The person in charge of Jianqi Tower had a sharp look, because he knew that this recruitment failed.
In the killing arena, Lin Huang dusted off his robes and calmly waited for the next battle...