C211 Second round Ji Haotian vs Ghost Demon

"I still want to give it a try." Mu Shan coldly snorted, and said indifferently.

"Hahaha, with trash like you, you still want to try? Go die!" Gui Xie let out a cold snort, and suddenly took a step forward, his body was like a small chicken, grabbing onto ShiYan's neck.

"I do …"

Mu Shan's expression changed slightly as he felt the power that came from Shi Mu's neck.

"You don't have a chance!"

Gui Xie gave a cold smile, glancing at Mu Shan with an indifferent look. His hand clenched into a fist without any hesitation, and with a loud cracking sound, Mu Shan's neck tilted, completely losing his life force.

After doing this, Gui Xie's eyes revealed a faint sneer. He threw Mu Shan's corpse outside the martial arena and said, "This kind of trash, it's best not to take up any space!"

"You …" Amongst the crowd, a young man walked forward and hurriedly hugged Mu Shan's corpse, clenching his fists that were hidden in his sleeves, he angrily stared at Gui Xie.

"What? Come up if you dare!" "You're just a piece of trash that couldn't even participate in a true dragon battle. You dare to be so arrogant in front of me? How could you not accept this?"

Mu Shan replied with a disdainful sneer in his eyes.

"As expected, Gui Xie's attack was ruthless. The other party just admitted defeat, yet he still killed him!"

"There's no need to talk about that, the disciples of the Ghost sect never treat people as people. Do you know what they use to refine an Earth Ranked Evil Weapon?"

"What?"

"It was created by killing countless cultivators, and I even heard that they directly …"

"Isn't there a cultivator that can manage it?"

"How?" "The Ghost sect is only second to the forces of the Second Palace, and they even have an anti-Emptiness Realm Expert!"

Below the martial arena, everyone looked at the far away Gui Xie and discussed.

"Next match, number nineteen. Lin Xin, against number thirty-six, Mu Ru Yue!"

When the middle-aged man saw the previous scene, his brows slightly knitted, but he didn't say anything. After all, he knew that the True Dragon War itself was extremely dangerous, and it was common for extremely young cultivators to die.

The following battles continued with the passage of time. However, without Leng Ruyue, an expert like Yuan Kai to watch over them, there would naturally be fewer cultivators to spectate.

Six hours later, the middle-aged man arrived at the martial arena once more.

"Next will be the second round of the arena battle. "The first round's victorious members will be directly promoted to the next round!"

"Alright, next round's first battle, will be number thirty Ji Haotian against number twelve, Gui Xie!"

After the middle-aged man finished speaking, the entire viewing gallery once again broke out in a flurry of discussion.

After all, they knew that Ji Haotian had previously won first place in the Black Demon Mountain Range, and after experiencing the battle earlier, everyone was certain that Ji Haotian's combat power was extremely strong.

Gui Xie was the most ruthless person in their group. After all, when there was a competition where he was in, before the opponent could even admit defeat, he had directly killed the other party.

"Kid, I didn't expect to meet you so soon!" "You are destined to stop here, so you can rest assured that I will kill you!" Gui Xie laughed, and said while looking at Ji Haotian who was standing far away.

He was the chosen true disciple of the Ghost sect master this time. He had always been hidden by the Ghost sect master, so he hadn't appeared yet. The reason why he came here this time was to obtain the ranking of the True Dragon Ranking.

He knew that every year's True Dragon War, in addition to representing the strongest power in the younger generation, also meant the division of power.

All sorts of conflicts existed between the major powers in the East Continent. In order to avoid causing a large number of casualties, many powers discussed about the True Dragon War. According to the ranking gained by the cultivators in the Dragon Battles, this would determine the location to be obtained by the factions.

To outsiders, this might not be a big deal, but to many powers, it was the source of their development. After all, in order for a sect to stand tall for a long time, not only would it need a powerful expert to do so, it would also require a large amount of fresh blood.

Every year, after the battle of the True Dragon, it would mean that many forces were able to recruit disciples from those areas.

This was also the main reason why the sect master had invited Gui Xie, who could be considered a demon within the sect, to this place.

"Oh, really?" "I wonder if you will die a worse death than a dog after a while?"

Ji Haotian sighed.

"Kid, are you saying that I'm not as good as a dog? You, a little cultivator not even in the Void Transformation Stage, actually dares to call me trash. If you don't take a piss and look at yourself, do you think you, a kid from nowhere, are fit to fight me? "Furthermore, as long as I attack, you will …"

Gui Xie said with an extremely gloomy face.

Ji Haotian took a step forward and pulled out the blade in his hand.

Sword Draw!

An extremely bright ray of light flashed past, and directly streaked past Gui Xie's neck, followed by a fresh stream of blood. Gui Xie's entire body fell to the ground.

"Like I said, don't talk rubbish on the martial arena. You talk so much nonsense, could it be that you have already forgotten the true meaning of martial arena?"

"What should I say to you?" Do you feel unresigned now? But what can you do if you're unreconciled? "You are already dead!"

"I can curse at you now, but do you have a chance to refute?"

"You've been lacking in love since you were young, your grandmother doesn't hurt, your uncle doesn't love you, your left cheek slaps, your right face slaps, your donkey sees a donkey kicking, your pig sees a pig stepping on …"

Ji Haotian looked at the far away Gui Xie and a chain of voices sounded out like a cannonball.

Below the martial arena, everyone watched the scene from afar, completely dumbfounded.

Compared to Yue Qianqian's terrifying fighting strength, they suddenly realised, Ji Haotian who was in the distance was too evil! He took advantage of the fact that the other party wasn't paying attention and made his move. After finishing his attack, he even stood next to the corpse and continued to curse!

"Brat, you …" "Shut your mouth, my Ghost sect will not allow you to speak rudely!"

One of the Ghost sect elders couldn't help but ask as his face turned ashen.

"What?" Don't tell me you're only allowed to kill Ghost sect disciples when they speak. "Isn't it natural for him to kill me? And since I killed him without him noticing, are you going to make a move against me?"

But I seem to be looking forward to telling you something. "Are you coming in now?"

Ji Haotian looked at the Ghost sect elder who was stretching his neck out, smiled slightly and said.

"You …" You... "You..."

The Ghost sect elder looked at Ji Haotian who was standing on the martial arena, her face ashen.

"Hahahaha!" "I never thought that the Ghost sect elders would actually be flustered in front of a young cultivator!"

"Ji Haotian is indeed cheap! "But I like it!"

"Die/Old, don't say such ambiguous words!"

"Cough cough, that … I think this kid's character is pretty good!" "It's more frank!"

The numerous cultivators looked at the Ghost sect elders, who had been angered to the point that their necks were thick, and began discussing in low voices.

"You … You guys, are you looking down on my Ghost sect? " The Ghost sect elder's gaze swept across the cultivators on the spectator stands and said coldly.

When the cultivators in the spectator's grandstand saw the gaze of the Ghost sect elder, they didn't say a word. However, their lips would occasionally open, as if they were saying something.

When the Ghost sect elder saw this, his nose almost crooked from anger! How could he not know that these cultivators were using their spiritual will? In other words, what he had said before was like farting!

"Next match, # 31. Lin Tianxiong versus # 19, Sun Yang." The middle-aged man said.

Ji Haotian sighed helplessly and walked down the viewing platform.

On the martial arena, two young men stood facing each other.

The moment the two stood atop the martial arena, they looked at each other without saying anything.

The sabre in Lin Tianxiong's hand was pulled out, and a sharp sabre intent emanated forth in all directions. Under this sabre intent, the entire space seemed to be torn apart.

"Look, could it be Saber Intent? Who is he?"

"I don't know him, but he's probably not a member of the blade faction. I've never seen this person before!"

"Could it be a dark horse?"

Below the martial arena, everyone was staring at the distant Lin Tianxiong as they discussed amongst themselves.

Lin Tianxiong's gaze swept across the crowd as the corners of his lips curled up in a smile. The long saber in his hand abruptly lashed out, striking out towards Sun Yang in the distance.

"Don't think that you are the only one who has comprehended a Concept!"

Sun Yang sneered coldly. He lifted the spear in his hands and an even sharper Spear Intent gushed out.

Clang!

The sound of metal colliding with metal rang out in the air. As the sound rang out, the two exchanged blows, causing a strong wind to kick up and dust to fill the air.

Both of them retreated a few steps back. From where they had been standing, they could see a foot-deep pit. Surrounding the hole were countless cracks.

"Could he be Sun Yang, the disciple of the number one spear master Sun Yixuan?"

"It's actually him, he's really powerful!" "He actually comprehended a layer of Spear Intent!"

"The two of them were evenly matched from the start. This is going to be a good show!"

"Right."

When Lin Tianxiong heard the discussion of the crowd, his face turned extremely unsightly. Although he had already recognized Sun Yang when he had ascended to the martial arena, in his opinion, Sun Yixuan was still just the number one on the True Dragon Ranking thirty years ago.

He didn't think that he would be weaker than Sun Yang. Moreover, he originally wanted to challenge the strongest disciple, Yuan Kai, but what he didn't expect was that there would actually be a blade intent being used by a disciple that wasn't from the blade faction.

From his point of view, since Ji Haotian had comprehended a blade intent, then it was extremely likely that he was a disciple of the Wine Dao Immortal.

He had to quickly resolve the previous battle, and in the next round, take the chance to kill Ji Haotian. Only then, would he be able to obtain all the legacies of the Wine Dao Immortal, and be the focus of his master's attention.

"Go to hell!"

The long blade in Lin Tianxiong's hand swung out, like a poisonous snake, he directly rushed towards Sun Yang in the distance.

"Saber Intent Manifestation, could this be because he comprehended four levels of sabre intent? How terrifying!" It seems like Lin Tianxiong is not as simple as we thought! "

"Indeed, I remember that Sun Yang has only comprehended a single level of Spear Intent. He will probably lose this time!"

"I …" Sun Yang's eyes widened in shock as he stared at the long saber that had pierced into his heart. His vision turned dark, and he died tragically.

"This battle, Lin Tianxiong wins!"

The middle-aged man looked at Sun Yang who was lying in a pool of blood and sighed helplessly.

"Ji Haotian, you saw it too! "Sun Yang will be your next outcome!"

Lin Tianxiong glanced at Ji Haotian coldly and said.

In his view, as long as he met Ji Haotian in the True Dragon War, he was completely confident that he would be able to kill his. From his point of view, Ji Haotian's previous battles were all a ploy!

In terms of fighting strength, Ji Haotian was far inferior to him. In his heart, Ji Haotian was nothing more than an ant that he could crush at any time!

This was also the main reason why he provoked Ji Haotian the moment he left the stage.

Ji Haotian looked at Sun Yang, who was standing far away, and shook his head slightly. Although he did not know why Sun Yang had revealed his terrifying killing intent from the start, since the other party dared to attack him, how could he be afraid of him? " "Don't worry, when the time comes for the battle, I will let you know what it means to be more miserable than Gui Xie!"

Hearing that, Lin Tianxiong's eyes suddenly widened, like a lantern, he stared straight at Ji Haotian, "You're courting death!"

"Hahaha, if you have the guts, then attack me now!" Oh, I forgot to remind you, if you were to make a move outside the martial arena, you would be killed by General Lin! " Ji Haotian smiled and said.

"You …" "Don't be stupid!" Lin Tianxiong said no more.

It was not because he did not want to refute, but because he was worried that Ji Haotian would scold him the way he scolded Gui Xie. If he scolded Ji Haotian in front of everyone, how would he have any face in the future?!

"Who's afraid of who if they stare!"

When Ji Haotian saw the look in Lin Tianxiong's eyes as he looked at him, he glared back fiercely and said.

Looking at Ji Haotian's actions, Lin Tianxiong couldn't wait to run over and slap this brat, who was so rude, to death! But he was really afraid that the moment he made a move, General Lin would smack him to death. When that happened …

"What, you're scared!" I knew you'd be scared! "You probably wouldn't dare to fight me here!" Ji Haotian smiled and said.

Hearing this, the surrounding cultivators slightly covered their faces with their hands.

Can that brat be any more shameless? If he doesn't attack you, is he afraid of you? Was he afraid of General Lin?

Hearing that, Lin Tianxiong was almost driven mad with rage, his body trembling uncontrollably as he looked at Ji Haotian.

"He really is afraid. Otherwise, why would he be so scared that he would tremble?" Ji Haotian smiled and said.

"F * ck!" Lin Tianxiong said fiercely in his heart, but he did not dare say it out loud. He was truly worried, that Ji Haotian would scold him in a moment!

"Next match, number seventeen, Lu Xun, against number three, Mu Yu."

The middle-aged man glanced at the two people in the distance and shook his head as he spoke.

Everyone's attention gradually shifted to the two people on the martial arena that were about to fight a decisive battle.

Time flew by, and with the battles of the True Dragon Battle Cultivators, the second round of the competition ended in the afternoon.

However, the remaining fourteen people would participate in the third round.

No one was too surprised by this result. And these fourteen people were mostly from the top sects.