After deciding on the candidates for the first game, Wang Xu began to enter the competition venue under the leadership of Chief Clerk Chang Shi.
The game was held in an empty square in the Holy Lord's Mansion.
Because it was the first game, there were a hundred groups of contestants. The Holy Lord and the Holy Kings did not come to watch, only the saints from various domains came.
The area where Wang Xu is located is No. 74. The location is a bit remote and has not received much attention.
Saint Cheng Tian is an exception. Jian Jiu is his direct disciple and a dark horse candidate for the martial arts competition. This competition is of great concern to him.
Sensing Saint Chengtian's gaze, Wang Xu smiled back.
When their eyes met, he found that Saint Chengtian's eyes were very meaningful, as if he was saying: "You have to lose this game, you must lose!"
"Losing?"
Wang Xu shook his head, he would not lose, he would only win.
Unlike the previous preliminary rounds, the preliminary rounds are only for competing for places in the martial arts competition. It doesn't matter if you lose one or two games, as long as you can advance smoothly by winning three out of five matches.
The finals are different. There are only five games here. If you lose one game, you are destined to miss the championship.
Therefore, he will not sell anyone's face. If Jian Jiu wants to win, he should defeat him openly.
It's not that he can't afford to lose. If Jian Jiu has that kind of strength, it doesn't matter if he comes in second place.
"There are no rules in the competition. Killing, coma, surrender, and inability to resist are the termination signals. Now all players are asked to take their positions."
Under the instructions of the referee, Wang Xu and Jian Jiu prepared themselves and stood at the north and south ends respectively.
"Game start!"
Following the command, nine bows were nocked, and one arrow was shot towards Wang Xu.
Wang Xu held a long knife in his hand, knocked the feathered arrow away with one blow, and rushed towards Jian Jiu dragging the long knife.
Jianjiu's archery skills are that one arrow is better than the other. The feeling given by the first arrow to him is just an ordinary eighth-level perfect level without any highlights.
Even if Wang Xu didn't resist such an attack, he wouldn't be able to break through his defense. The purpose of resisting was just to charge better.
Zhengzhengzheng!!
The blade struck the ground, leaving a trail of sparks on the floor made of Tiandao stone.
Area 74 is only ten thousand feet long, equivalent to thirty-three thousand meters.
This distance is too close for high-level monks, it's almost as close as a stone's throw away.
In the blink of an eye, Wang Xu was knocking off his feathered arrows and at the same time, he was in front of Jian Jiu who was firing his bow for the second time.
Jian Jiu didn't panic when he saw this. Although such a small competition venue was a bit disadvantageous for his performance, he still shot the second arrow calmly.
Ding!!
Wang Xu held the long knife in front of his chest, and the tip of the arrow hit the back of the knife. The huge impact caused his attack to slow down.
At the same time, he also noticed that the second arrow of Arrow Nine was at least 30% stronger than the first arrow. One arrow could kill a monk who had just entered the eighth level.
"Watch the knife!"
It is disrespectful to come back but not to return. Wang Xu raised his knife and brought it down, aiming at Arrow Nine with a knife.
Jian Jiu is an archery monk. His physical body is relatively fragile at the same level, so how can he dare to use his real body to resist Wang Xu's sword light.
In an instant, nine arrows rose into the air, and in mid-air, he shot the third arrow at Wang Xu.
hold head high!!
The arrow shot out like a dragon, and under Wang Xu's gaze, a golden dragon came from the sky, spreading its teeth and claws, trying to swallow him in one bite.
"open!"
Wang Xu knew that the so-called golden dragon was just a phantom with an arrow. He held a knife in both hands and chopped off the dragon's head with one blow.
This knife directly split the golden dragon's body.
Light flashed, and a severed arrow fell from the spot, and there was the shadow of the golden dragon.
"Catch the arrow!"
The nine arrows are like a full moon, and a little cold light gathers on the tip of the arrow.
This is the fourth arrow among the nine shocking arrows. In the preliminary competition, Master Iron Sword was injured by this arrow and was sadly defeated.
However, Wang Xu was not Master Iron Sword. Ninety-four arrows almost nailed Master Iron Sword to death, but they were not enough to nail him to death.
Facing an arrow that was like a rainbow piercing the sun, Wang Xu advanced instead of retreating, shouting: "The heavenly sword turns around and the sword breaks through the dragon city!"
boom!!
The tip of the needle is facing the wheat awn. If the fourth arrow of Arrow Nine is the rainbow piercing the moon, Wang Xu's sword is the sky dog eclipsing the sun.
Although the rainbow penetrating the moon is brilliant, the sky dog will still be dim when encountering the eclipsed sun.
At a glance, the fourth arrow of Arrow Nine seemed not to shoot Wang Xu, but a black hole.
The endless light slammed into the black hole, but the black hole remained unmoved, swallowing the light into its mouth like a sea of rivers.
After three breaths, the light dissipated and the dust settled.
Wang Xu stood proudly with a long sword in hand. Thousands of feet away, there was sweat on Jian Jiu's forehead. It was obvious that the fourth arrow had put a lot of burden on him.
"You have good strength. This arrow has an invincible style. An ordinary eighth-level perfect monk will never be able to catch it." Wang Xu first expressed his affirmation, and then changed the subject and said: "It's a pity that you met me. For the sake of me,
Since we have some connection with Lucky Gambling House, I won’t embarrass you if you admit defeat now, but if we continue the fight, I won’t give you any face.”
Having said this, Wang Xu glanced at Saint Chengtian who was watching the battle.
The face of Saint Cheng Tian was ugly. Jian Jiu was his direct disciple. He had devoted countless efforts to Jian Jiu. He did not expect that Jian Jiu, who in his mind could reach the top ten, would actually meet him in the first game.
The opponent has arrived.
"Arrogant!"
Jian Jiu is also a proud and arrogant person. How can he bear it after hearing Wang Xu's words?
"Catch the arrow and fight in all directions!"
Jian Jiu opened his bow and nocked an arrow again, and when he drew the fifth arrow, he was visibly aging.
"Burning Yuan Shen, are you desperate for your life?" Wang Xu frowned slightly. He could see that Jian Jiu's cultivation level was not good enough to shoot the fifth arrow. This was a desperate attempt to burn Yuan Shen.
"Hmph, let's see how many times you can burn your soul!"
Wang Xu snorted coldly and slashed out at the fifth arrow.
The next second, just when he was about to kill the feather arrow, the fifth arrow shot by Arrow Nine suddenly split into eight, turned into eight golden dragons and scattered out, shooting at Wang Xu from eight different angles.
Wang Xu's eyes narrowed, and these eight golden dragons gave him the feeling that they were all real. The power of each arrow was no less than the fourth arrow.
"The flying dragon is in the sky, and the sword cuts through Wuji!"
Wang Xu spins the long knife, the golden dragon dances again, and Wang Xu dances with him again. Both sides seem to be dancing gracefully, but in fact, there is a hidden murderous intention at every step.
Boom boom boom!!
Eight golden dragons swarmed up and surrounded Wang Xu and took one bite.
There was constant roaring and dust was rising everywhere.
After a few breaths, the smoke gradually dissipated, and the floor, paved with Tiandao stones and indestructible to saints, changed its appearance like a beach swept by a tornado.
And in the center of the storm, a tall figure stood proudly with a knife in his right hand.
Jian Jiu opened his eyes and saw that Wang Xu's shirt was torn and there were countless scratches on his body under the clothes.
"Not bad, not bad. It hurts me so much. It's a pity that the quantity is large but the quality is not high, so it can't break my body!"
Wang Xu slammed the hilt of the knife onto the ground, and the clothes on his upper body exploded, revealing a body as solid as a rock.
"Ah!" Jian Jiu was horrified. He knew that Wang Xu's physical body was very powerful and he had once taken the fatal blow from Master Iron Sword.
But he was confident that his fifth arrow was stronger than Master Iron Sword's fatal blow. With eight arrows shot out at the same time, few among the quasi-sages could withstand it.
"Don't say I won't give you a chance, just shoot the arrow and let me see if your sixth arrow has the power of a saint!"
Wang Xu is so heroic that his physical body is as powerful as an innate treasure.
Among quasi-sages, absolutely no one can hurt him, and he has never fought against a saint, so he doesn't know if he can withstand a saint-level attack.
The fifth arrow of Arrow Nine already has an eighth level of invincible lethality.
The sixth arrow must be stronger than the fifth arrow, and it is likely to explode with saint-level lethality.
He wanted to see whether Jian Jiu's arrows were sharper or whether his body was more powerful. If Jian Jiu couldn't satisfy him, then he would die.