Amidst the deafening loud noise, Lu Que was blasted backwards by the giant sword of stars.
Silver light splashed, and dark red blood fell into the void, mixed with a pile of rags and armor fragments.
Lu Que flew upside down for fifty miles before falling slumped into the void, his whole body rolling twitchingly.
This sword blasted him into a bloody mess, covered with cracks and chips, like a broken porcelain bowl.
Even his left leg turned into fragments of flesh and bone and dissipated into the void.
His injuries were horrific. He was lying in the void, screaming repeatedly, and could no longer stand up.
However, compared to the shock and horror that filled my mind, the physical pain was nothing.
Until now, he still can't believe how Ji Tianxing did it?
As soon as he took out the sword and before he could use his unique swordsmanship, Ji Tianxing summoned a huge sword and blew him away!
The most important thing is that Ji Tianxing didn't even show his sword, he just snapped his fingers?
What kind of swordsmanship is this?
Isn't it too weird?
Lu Que felt vaguely conscious, his mind went blank, and he was a little confused.
At this time, Ji Tianxing's figure flashed and came to him.
Looking at him condescendingly, he said with an indifferent expression: "Admit defeat, or die!"
Lu Que suddenly became more awake, raised his blood-stained face, and looked at Ji Tianxing.
Ji Tianxing's eyes were cold and emotionless, like he was looking down at an ant.
But what Lu Que felt was not humiliation and anger, but deep fear.
He had no doubt that even if Ji Tianxing didn't have a sword in his hand, just one more snap of his fingers would kill him.
Thinking of this, he said without hesitation: "I will admit defeat!"
He spoke very quickly, fearing that if he hesitated for a moment, Ji Tianxing would kill him instantly.
After he shouted the word 'admit defeat', Ji Tianxing withdrew his cold eyes and turned around to leave.
The invisible murderous intention that shrouded Lu Que immediately dissipated.
Lu Que then breathed a sigh of relief, quickly supported his seriously injured body, and left the Void Platform as if he was running away.
Until he returned to the white light disk and flew to the side of Qingshan Martial Saint and others, many Martial Saints were still in shock and astonishment.
More than twenty young martial saints were stunned, and even the senior martial saints, Yuan Zhen and Qin Zheng, were also shocked.
After everyone came to their senses, Yuan Zhen and Qin Zheng's expressions became very gloomy, and they secretly transmitted messages to discuss something.
Qingshan Martial Saint, Chao Ying and others couldn't help but exclaimed and whispered among themselves.
"What's going on? Is this the end?"
"Lu Que was seriously injured by Ji Tianxing without even using a single sword move?"
"I see Ji Tianxing didn't even use his sword. He just raised his hand. How could he use such a powerful sword technique?"
"It's so scary! The scary thing is not the power of that sword light, but that... so many of us didn't see how Ji Tianxing did it!"
"It seems we can't underestimate him anymore. He is so famous, how can he not have some real skills?"
Many young martial saints were talking about it, and their expressions became solemn and cautious.
Yuan Chong remained silent and did not speak, but his expression was extremely ugly, and his eyes were as cold as ice.
He stared at Lu Que, who was covered in blood, and asked via voice transmission: "Lu Que! What the hell are you doing? Why don't you attack?"
Lu Que was also full of depression, and weakly explained via voice transmission: "Your Highness, Fourth Highness, I took action! But... his speed is too fast!"
Yuan Chong became even more angry and scolded in a fierce tone: "You loser, have you forgotten what I told you? Didn't I ask you to use those two trump cards?"
"I..." Lu Que was at a loss for words, hesitated for a moment, and then explained with regret: "Your Highness, Fourth Highness, I didn't expect his strength to be so terrifying.
Originally, I wanted to have a few moves with him first, just to show off, and then take the opportunity to use my trump card.
But I didn't expect...he would seriously injure me with just one move.
In front of him, I didn't even have the chance to use those two trump cards!"
"You!!" Yuan Chong was so angry that he was shaking all over, his eyes were filled with cold light, and he couldn't help cursing: "Useless trash! Who do you think you are? How many moves do you want to fight with him?
That’s all, heal your wounds first, and I’ll settle the score with you when I get back!”
Lu Que shrank his neck with fear on his face, not daring to say anything more, and quickly sat on the ground to do exercises to heal his injuries.
At this time, another pair of young martial saints boarded the Void Platform and started a duel.
One of them was the Qingshan Martial Saint, and his opponent was a young man with only the strength of the fourth level of the Martial Saint Realm.
There is no doubt about the result of the competition. Naturally, Martial Saint Qingshan won, and it only took half a quarter of an hour.
After their competition ended, several more martial saints came on stage to compete.
Although, the battle between the martial saints was very fierce and the fight was extremely exciting.
But because of the previous incident, no one cared about it.
Everyone's attention is focused on the most powerful martial saints, looking forward to the showdown between them.
For example, Yuan Chong, Taihao Yunqi, Ji Tianxing, Qingshan Wusheng and others.
After half an hour, the first round of competition finally ended.
After this round of competition among the twenty-eight young martial saints, fourteen of them advanced to the next round.
The other fourteen people were defeated in the first round and could only stay on the white light disk to heal their injuries or continue to watch the game.
Only the top five will be selected in each holy meeting.
There is no need for these defeated Martial Saints to continue fighting.
Yuan Zhen announced in a loud voice: "The first round of competition has ended, and the promotion list is as follows.
Shen Yue, Tianxin, Chaoying, Taihao Yunqi, Taihao Jiujiu, Mu Changtian, Yuan Chong, Ji Tianxing, Qingshan...
The above fourteen martial saints have an hour of rest.
An hour later, the second round of drawing competition will take place."
After he finished speaking, he stopped talking and started communicating with Qin Zhengchuan beside him.
I don't know what he said. Qin Zheng listened expressionlessly, occasionally glancing at Ji Tianxing.
On the other side, Yuan Chong, Qingshan Martial Saint and others also gathered together, discussing something secretly.
Probably Ji Tianxing's performance just now exceeded everyone's expectations, which made Yuan Chong and others feel even more stressed.
At this time, several martial saints from the Tianjue Divine Kingdom were extremely wary and hostile towards Ji Tianxing.
Gathering together to discuss in secret, it is probably to discuss countermeasures.
Ji Tianxing knew this very well, but he didn't bother to look at them one more time.
He stood in the field with a calm expression, silently practicing his exercises and regulating his breath.
Lu Baishuang, Zhuo Mingqi and Mu Changtian, who were beside him, all felt that something was wrong in the atmosphere and couldn't help but send a message to remind him.
"Mr. Ji, judging from the expressions of Yuan Chong, Qingshan Martial Saint and others, I'm afraid they are discussing how to deal with you."
"Your previous performance was too shocking and put great pressure on them. It has already made them feel uneasy."
"Mr. Ji, they will definitely gang up on you. You must be careful and don't be fooled by them!"