Jian Jiu's eyes widened. He came from a famous family and had a saint master above him. He was certainly not an ignorant country bumpkin.
Ever since he cultivated into the Nine Shocking Arrows, Jian Jiu has always believed that he would never be able to defeat a saint.
If he fought desperately, even those direct disciples of the Holy King of Heavenly Realm would not be able to fight him at the same level.
But now, Wang Xu has broken his confidence, making Jian Jiu feel for the first time that he still has a long way to go before becoming invincible.
"road?"
"Yes, I still have a long way to go. I can't die here. I will become a saint in the future and challenge the Holy King. I can't die!"
Jian Jiu quickly woke up and said loudly: "I will vote."
Wow!!
A flash of silver light flashed, and before Jian Jiu's words were spoken, there was no need to say the rest.
"Humph, I still want to surrender!"
Wang Xu killed Jianjiu, who was severely injured after burning his soul, and whispered: "You hurt me, how can you not pay a price!"
Saint Chengtian's expression was ugly. He gave Wang Xu a deep look, waved his sleeves and left.
Feeling the profound and hateful look in Saint Chengtian's eyes before he left, Wang Xu grinned and said, "I'm really sorry for not giving you face this time."
Saint Chengtian's cultivation level is so high that it is a whole level higher than Wang Xu.
How could he not hear what Wang Xu said, but he didn't make any statement, not even a harsh word, and entered the palace as if he hadn't heard.
Seeing his back, Wang Xu knew that this time the relationship was finally settled.
Will he be afraid?
No, he's not scared. He's so scared, why would he come to participate in a martial arts competition?
And after all, it was Lucky Gambling House that was the first to apologize to him.
When he was asked to deal with Mr. Iron Sword, Lucky Casino only gave him one Origin of the World, but when he was trying to win over Mr. Iron Sword, Lucky Casino offered a price of two.
Wang Xu has not forgotten this matter. As a person who repays kindness with kindness and revenge with hatred, he will have to settle this debt with Lucky Casino sooner or later.
Saint Chengtian is the mastermind behind Lucky Gambling House. If you are wronged, there is someone you can owe, so what can you do if you don't give him face?
"My direct disciple was killed without any expression at all. These old turtles can really endure it!"
Wang Xu looked at the place where Saint Chengtian disappeared and thought to himself: "If I can reach the finals, get a good ranking, and be accepted as a disciple by a heavyweight, I'm afraid this matter can be solved.
If not, there will be a day of reckoning in the future. At this time, the less expressive Saint Chengtian is, the more intense the anger in his heart is.
Although I performed well, I am not a monk in the saint realm after all. In the eyes of Saint Chengtian, I am just a big ant. For the sake of face, he will not give up."
Wang Xu had a sneer on his lips. Soldiers were coming to stop him, and water was coming to cover him up. He did not regret killing Jian Jiu.
Because he had said before that if Jian Jiu did not surrender, he would not give him face.
As an honest person, you must keep your word. Who will believe him if he breaks his word?
"Can you still continue the game? If you can, please go down and prepare. If you can't, you can withdraw from the game at any time."
Today's five battles were all conducted within one day, without much rest time.
Wang Xu felt his condition, and he was in pretty good condition. Without damaging his roots, he could take the elixir and recuperate for half an hour, and he would be fine. It would not delay the next competition.
"I'm fine." Wang Xu answered truthfully.
The referee nodded and said, "Then go down and prepare. The second match will begin in an hour."
Wang Xu returned to the rest area, took the elixir and meditated.
An hour later, he participated in the drawing of lots again to select his opponent for the second game.
The opponent in the second game was an unknown person, with a quasi-late saint cultivation level, but in other aspects he was ordinary.
In Wang Xu's opinion, such an opponent was like giving away food. He knocked him out with a silver bracelet in two rounds and won the game cleanly.
In the next third game, Wang Xu found that there were fewer opponents.
There are a total of 200 players participating in the Quasi-Saint group. Ideally, the first game will be divided into 100 groups. After half are eliminated, there will be 50 groups left in the second game. Half will be eliminated again, and only 25 will be left in the third game.
Group.
In fact, many people fought so hard that both sides suffered losses. Needless to say, there was no need to mention the losers. Some winners did not have the last laugh. After winning the game, they had to give up the next game because their injuries were too serious.
By the time of the third group competition, Wang Xu found that there were only thirty-six people left, with a maximum of eighteen groups.
At this time, none of the remaining people have a cultivation level lower than the eighth level of perfection. Each one of them is either a direct descendant of a saint or the strongest among casual cultivators. None of them may be much weaker than Jian Jiu.
The opponent Wang Xu met was a female monk who was a disciple of a female saint and was good at using a pair of red silk.
Wang Xu is no stranger to soft weapons like red silk. He has the memory of his cultivation clone, and the original corpse of his cultivation clone uses something like red silk.
In terms of cultivation level, the female cultivator she faced in the third game was not as strong as Jian Jiu, and she could unleash an invincible strength of the eighth level at most.
After ten moves, Wang Xu used strength to overcome skill, and the nun simply gave up, allowing Wang Xu to win the game.
After the third game ended, it was already afternoon.
Wang Xu had almost recovered, so he didn't go down to repair. Instead, he went to other venues to watch the game and see how the others performed in the third game.
Among the eighteen contestants participating in the competition, not many could move him, and only a few could impress him.
Among them, there was a swordsman named Yang Ming who was born in the sect of the Holy King and was invincible at the eighth level.
There was a giant axe-hand named Pei Yong who was born in the sect of a saint and was invincible at the eighth level.
There are stone men who come from a foreign race and use copper furnaces as weapons.
He has two wings on his back and is a son of God who is suspected to be a descendant of the devil.
There is also a bad old man who was born as a casual cultivator, looks extremely thin, and is very crazy when fighting.
The last one is Wang Xu's acquaintance, Monk Shenhui, who has met him several times.
These six people are all outstanding among the contestants in terms of their cultivation, magical powers, and combat experience, and they are also opponents that Wang Xu can take seriously.
Although the rest of them were also very powerful, they did not pose a high threat to Wang Xu and were not enough for him to take them seriously.
"Monk Shenhui!"
In the third group, Wang Xu defeated his opponent very early. At this time, others were still fighting, and Monk Shenhui's side was the most fierce.
Monk Shenhui's opponent was the Stone Clan warrior who impressed Wang Xu even.
This stone man was born invulnerable to weapons, water and fire, and he also had an innate spiritual treasure in his hand that looked like a copper furnace. He was very capable in fighting, using force to overcome skill, and his defensive power was not much different from that of Wang Xu.
Monk Shenhui fought against him, and the fight was very hard. Normal moves were completely ineffective against the stone man. The back and forth between the two sides was very lively.
From Wang Xu's point of view, if Monk Shenhui had no other moves, he would probably be defeated by the stone man. He would not be able to defeat the opponent even if he tried to consume him.
As a result, Wang Xu was mistaken. Monk Shenhui never used any magic weapon in the previous battle.
Wang Xu thought he didn't have any magic weapon, but he didn't expect that the monk didn't have any treasure, but that the treasure was too good and he hadn't used it before.
It was a large bell with ten thousand Buddhas carved on it. The grade was higher than Wang Xu's silver bracelet. It was actually an innate treasure of Buddhism and Taoism.
With this treasure in hand, the stone man immediately falls into a disadvantage.
Every time the bell rang, a few pieces of the rock covering the body fell off. Monk Shenhui struck the bell one by one, and he was so beaten that the other person could not lift his head.
"What a treasure!"
Wang Xu's eyes were scrutinizing. He had suspected before that Monk Shenhui's background was not simple.
Now that he saw that his magic weapon was actually at the level of a supreme treasure, he became even more sure of his idea.
You know, even in the ancient world, the disciples of the three religions did not have the most precious treasure close to them.
Even saints don't have many treasures at this level. Monk Shenhui has them. How can the Great Guangming Temple where he is located be simple?
Monk Shenhui didn't have the Ten Thousand Buddhas Bell in his hand, but he had invincible strength at the eighth level. Coupled with this precious Buddha Bell that complemented him, he struck a saint's blow three times in a row and knocked the stone man alive.
"It's a rival!"
After witnessing the competition, Wang Xu discovered that Monk Shenhui was neither too strong nor too weak. All attributes were at the eighth-level invincibility level, and there were no obvious shortcomings at all.
Coupled with the treasure in hand, it is definitely stronger than Arrow Nine.
Jian Jiu could only unleash one saint's strike, but Monk Shenhui could unleash three strikes in a row. It's hard to say where his limit is.
If Monk Shenhui could fire an attack of this level more than ten times in a row, it would be enough to have a brief confrontation with the saint. Although he has not yet reached the point of attacking the saint, he has gone very far in the eighth level, no less than
To the demon master Kunpeng, Ancestor Minghe, Empress Houtu, the great god Fuxi and other top existences in the ancient world.
As for which strategy is better between Monk Shenhui and him, it is difficult to judge from just one game. The result will only be known after the game.