072: Knife after knife slashed Si Qing until his blood and flesh splattered.
"Dong——"
The bell rang, and Si Qing, who had lost all his spiritual power, jumped onto the ring at the first peak without any hesitation!
The blood shed by eight challengers remains here, and the discarded artifact fragments further reveal the danger of each challenge.
Ling Siyue, the leader of the first peak, is not much older than Si Qing, but he gives off a very stable feeling.
Of course, the murderous aura rolling out of the sea of blood from the mountain of corpses was not something Si Qing could compare to.
"Ling Siyue, if you use the same ferocity as before, if you lose any strength, I will accuse you of cheating!" Si Xuan'er shouted from the audience.
This time, she gambled even more, hoping that Ling Siyue would kill Si Qing quickly.
Ling Siyue ignored the noisy Si Xuan'er. He only had eyes for his opponent at the moment.
"I admire your courage." Ling Siyue said in a strong voice.
Si Qing grinned, raised his hands and saluted: "Senior Brother Ling, please give me some advice."
Ling Siyue responded: "You can stop if you admit defeat."
As soon as he finished speaking, he released three spiritual blades towards Si Qing!
Three spiritual blades locked on Si Qing's left, right and top, forcing Si Qing to retreat!
Everyone can see that Ling Siyue made a sharp move and wanted to knock Si Qing off the ring!
When everyone thought Si Qing could only retreat, Si Qing jumped up and kicked back the top spiritual blade!
"That spiritual blade, that spiritual blade didn't even cut off Si Qing's feet!! That was a spiritual blade that could cut off the head of a fourth-level spiritual beast, but Si Qing kicked him back!!"
"Bang bang——"
Of the three spiritual blades, one was taken back by Ling Siyue due to counterattack, and the other two smashed into the ring, creating two deep pits!
No one doubted Ling Siyue's mercy, they were all shocked by Si Qing's rough skin and thick flesh!
"I'm very resistant to beatings." Si Qing bared his teeth and smiled.
Si Xuan'er shouted under the ring: "Ling Siyue, did you let it slip on purpose?"
Ling Siyue looked sideways at Si Xuan'er and took action again, this time releasing six dazzling spiritual blades.
Si Xuan'er saw with her own eyes that the six spiritual blades gathered and dispersed as they approached Si Qing, merged into one, and condensed into a sword that could feel the danger from across the ring!
The machete condensed with spiritual power fell towards Si Qing, and Si Xuan'er subconsciously narrowed her eyes.
"kindness???"
Half a second later, Si Xuan'er's eyes widened again!
The huge machete was actually caught by Si Qing with both hands!
"Taking a sword with bare hands???"
Si Xuan'er shouted in disbelief, "Ling Siyue, have you tried your best?"
Ling Siyue threw an eye knife at Si Xuan'er and continued to exert force!
The machete suddenly pressed down!
"Click——"
The ring beneath Si Qing's feet suddenly collapsed half a meter deep!
Si Qing was still standing, but in the eyes of everyone, she was bleeding from her mouth and nose and was not far from falling!
"Bah, bah."
Si Qing spat out the blood from his mouth, bared his big white teeth, and said in a hoarse voice: "Senior Brother Ling is indeed very strong!"
But, she hasn't fallen yet!
Ling Siyue increased his spiritual power again, and Si Qing was so shaken by the spiritual power fluctuations of Foundation Establishment that the flesh and blood in his hands collapsed, revealing the white bones!
In the pit of the arena, Si Qing's legs and feet under pressure were even more miserable and had become twisted and deformed!
"Si, Junior Sister Si, if it doesn't work, just let go!"
"We have all seen that you can withstand Senior Brother Ling's full blow. Stop holding on and admit defeat!"
"Ling Siyue! She hasn't given up yet, please continue!"
Si Qing felt the condition of his body, shook off the flesh and blood stuck to his eyelids, raised his head, and asked Ling Siyue: "Senior Brother Ling, can you do it again?"
Ling Siyue cut the sword mercilessly, and the machete condensed by his spiritual power became larger again.
This time, the shock caused all the flesh and blood on Si Qing's shoulders to fly out.
Si Qing, who was bleeding from his orifices, was already in pain and numb.
Even breathing felt like stabbing my internal organs with a knife, and I couldn't say a word!
Ling Siyue frowned slightly: "Can you admit defeat?"
Dong Fang's hands hidden in his armholes had already been clenched into fists, and he tightened his teeth and did not dare to speak.
He was afraid that he would give in before Si Qing and admit defeat for her.
Outside the ring, there were already too many people admitting defeat for Si Qing.
They all felt that Si Qing couldn't hold on any longer!
In the sea of consciousness, Jing Beihun sensed Si Qing's tenacious vitality and continued to upgrade the intelligent optical brain that was integrated with the fire crystal.
Si Qing gathered his strength for a long time and finally spoke!
"It's time for me to move!"
Si Qing squeezed out this sentence through his teeth, and his hands, which were left with only bones, suddenly exerted force, and the ten finger bones were embedded in the machete.
At this moment, in a daze, Si Qing's hands, which were nothing but bones, seemed to have become the finger bone decoration on the Ling Juling machete.
Outsiders only see the doorway, but only Ling Siyue, the owner of Juling Machete, can feel the changes inside.
His spiritual power is dissipating!
wrong!
It's being sucked away.
Si Qing is absorbing the spiritual power of the machete.
Ling Siyue quickly made a secret and released three spiritual blades.
The sharp blade was in front of Si Qing in an instant!
Si Qing waved his arms, which were only skeletons, and used Ling Siyue's spirit-gathering machete to smash Ling Siyue's spirit blade.
The spiritual blade collapsed, and traces of spiritual energy penetrated into Si Qing's spiritual veins, nourishing her bones and blood and helping her flesh and blood regenerate.
A large amount of spiritual power entered the body, instantly filling the exhausted spiritual veins, making Si Qing feel both pain and pleasure.
Ling Siyue discovered that Si Qing could absorb his spiritual power and wanted to withdraw the machete condensed by his spiritual power.
Si Qing was holding on to the spirit-gathering machete, absorbing it like crazy!
Ling Siyue frowned and summoned his spiritual weapon - the real nine-ring sword!
"Wow--"
Ling Siyue came closer waving the nine-ring sword!
The broadsword was raised, and the point of impact was the Soul-Gathering Machete that Si Qing was holding tightly.
Under the ring and on the invigilation stage, everyone held their breath.
This sword can determine the outcome!
"Wow--"
The nine rings on the knife clattered and fell heavily!
"Crack!"
The Juling Machete was chopped into two pieces by the Nine-ring Knife, and Si Qing's hands finally separated.
Si Qing bared his teeth and smiled: "Thank you, Senior Brother Ling!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he swung his spirit-gathering machete towards Ling Siyue!
Si Qing took Ling Siyue's spirit-gathering machete and attacked Ling Siyue.
This scene made everyone stunned!
"The little girl has controlled this spiritual power!" Dong Fang answered for everyone.
"when--"
The spiritual sword is tangible and Si Qing is powerful!
With this strike, Si Qing cut off one ring of the nine-ring sword.
The ring fell to the ground and made a jingling sound. The sound made Ling Siyue look solemn.
And Si Qing swung his second sword.
"Senior Brother Ling, don't get distracted!"
Ling Siyue swung his sword to meet him, but was cut off again.
As if provoking, Si Qing kicked the pendant aside.
Ling Siyue's nine-ring sword lost two rings in a row, shocking everyone's jaws.
"Senior Brother Ling's nine-ring sword has been used for eight years and has never had a chip. Today it has lost two rings!"
"You can't say that. Today's Nine-ring Sword still has no gaps!"
"Look, look, look! Senior Brother Ling has seized the opportunity to swing his sword!"
Ling Siyue slashed with all his strength and chopped the spiritual sword in Si Qing's right hand into pieces. Seeing that this method was effective, he slashed again with his backhand.
The majestic spiritual power surged into his body, and Si Qing was literally choked.
"puff!"
The spiritual power, which was too late to be absorbed, was so shocked that he vomited blood and fell on the tattered robes that had already been dyed red.
Ling Siyue raised the Nine-Hand Sword again.
"Can you admit defeat?"
Si Qing raised his eyes, showing no sign of surrender!
Ling Siyue dropped his knife!
Si Qing curled his lips and smiled, then jumped away from the hole made by the spirit knife.
More people saw Si Qing's legs and feet whose flesh and blood had been shattered, and they got goosebumps from Si Qing's miserable state!
"How can she still jump?"
"How can she jump?"
"Spiritual Qi Condensation Sword! Junior Sister Si's sword is no less powerful than Senior Brother Ling's spiritual sword!"
Si Qing used the spiritual power of Ling Siyue's Spirit-Gathering Machete for his own use and condensed a spiritual sword!
Her spiritual sword crossed the back of the nine-ring sword and penetrated the ring!
Just when everyone was wondering whether Si Qing's stab was wrong, Si Qing suddenly used the spirit sword as a crowbar and pried off the three rings closest to her!
"Jingle bell!"
The pendant ring shattered, two flew to both sides, and one was caught by Si Qing!
Ling Siyue wanted to take back the one in Si Qing's hand, but Si Qing directly dispersed the spirit sword and quickly retreated!
Si Qing stood firm on the edge of the ring, swallowed the blood that surged into his throat, and stretched out his bone-white right hand: "The fifth one."