Chapter 11 Eight consecutive wins! Liu He is on the list!
Listening to the lively conversations on the stands around him, Liu He snorted coldly and continued to close his eyes and wait quietly for his opponent.
After a while, a bearded strong man jumped down from the stands and laughed:
"I'll meet this kid!"
The strong man carried a big knife and climbed onto the martial arts stage of the Doushen Arena, pointing at Liu He with disdain:
"Kid."
"Let me test your depth!"
Seeing the strong man on the stage, a burst of cheers suddenly broke out on the stage:
"Wang Laosan! Come on! Beat that kid and send him home crying!"
"When I win the silver coin in the bet, I'll treat you to a drink when I go back!"
The white-robed Liu He slowly opened his eyes and glanced at the strong man.
The strong man opposite looked at Liu He's arrogant look and was immediately furious.
"Kid! Die!"
The long knife in his hand whistled, driving this trace of spiritual energy to fall.
The sound of breaking the wind could be heard even by people around the stands.
At the moment when the long sword was about to hit Liu He's head, he made a move.
He held the hilt of the sword at his waist and pulled it out violently!
A crescent-shaped sword shadow flashed by!
The strong man's slashing action stopped in place.
Amid the loud shouts from all around, the strong man's head slowly dislocated and then rolled off his neck.
The noise in the stands gradually subsided, and then turned into dead silence.
A moment later, shocked discussions sounded.
"When did that kid draw his sword? I didn't see it clearly!"
"I didn't see it clearly either!"
"Hiss, what realm is this person in! Wang Laosan, who is at the fourth level of Qi Condensation, was killed by a sword?!"
In addition to shock, the cultivators in the stands were more terrified.
You know, there have been murders in the Dou Shen Arena, but they are very rare.
Unexpectedly, Liu He killed one person in the first round as soon as he came on stage.
At this time, Qin Yu squinted at Liu He on the stage.
He saw Liu He's sword action very clearly.
The opponent killed the enemy with one sword, without any hesitation.
I didn't expect that Qin Chuan had such a master under his command.
On the side of the stands, Qin Chuan, who was separated by some people, watched Liu He kill his opponent with one sword. Not only was there excitement on his face, but there was also a smug look on his face.
It was as if the person who just shocked the four seats was himself.
He looked at Qin Yu from a distance, and the protest in his eyes was not concealed.
Noticing the eyes not far away, Qin Yu glanced at Qin Chuan and turned his head, continuing to stare at the stands.
The next person to come on stage was a short man.
He held a dagger in his hand and walked carefully around the martial arts stage.
This person was at the sixth level of Qi Condensation.
Relying on his flexible body, he won seven battles.
Only one battle was left before he could fight with the cultivators on the Qi Condensation list. If he won, he could be on the Qi Condensation list.
Finding the right time, the man who consciously discovered Liu He's flaw rushed over, and the dagger in his hand drew a cold arc, from bottom to top, towards Liu He's chin.
Liu He took the sword again.
"Zheng!"
After the sound of the sword, the blood donation rose into the air.
The short man covered his chest with a wound on his broken chest and fell off the martial arts stage.
After rolling and screaming for a while, the short man's eyes rolled back and he died.
The whole audience was silent.
After a while, the stands began to discuss quietly, no longer as noisy as before.
They seemed to be shocked by Liu He's cruel methods of killing people one after another and the power of ending the battle with one sword.
Next, five more men appeared on the martial arts stage, and without exception, they were all killed by Liu He with one sword.
Finally, it was Liu He's turn to challenge the cultivators on the Condensation List.
As long as he can succeed in the challenge, he can be on the Condensation List!
The cultivators on the stands seemed to have forgotten Liu He's cruel methods and cheered:
"Come on! Daoist friend!"
"As long as you win this last game, you can be on the Condensation List! Your name will be heard all over the country!"
And Liu He on the stage was not affected by the cheers.
He squinted at the list handed over by the person in charge of the Doushen Field.
After reading it, Liu He pointed casually.
The person in charge of the Doushen Field frowned:
"Fellow Daoist Liu, are you sure?"
"This person has been a strong man who has been in the top 100 of the Condensation Qi List for three years."
"Or you can..."
Liu He raised his hand and interrupted him impatiently:
"Stop talking nonsense, it's him."
The person in charge of the Doushen Field was not angry when he saw this, he nodded, and then trotted to the stands.
After a while, the old man in cloth followed him back to the martial arts field.
This old man was the old man in cloth who had watched Qin Yu fight when he first came to the Doushen Field.
The old man in cloth walked down from the stands and climbed onto the martial arts stage.
After his feet landed, the old man stared at Liu He with a serious face.
The old man was a master of the seventh level of Condensation Qi.
He had a pair of boxing martial arts.
With this martial art, the old man has been on the Condensation Qi Ranking for three years, and no one has been able to kick him off!
As the two of them stepped onto the stage, the audience started to discuss again:
"What realm is this kid in? How dare he challenge Old Huang!"
"Old Huang has been the 100th on the Condensation Qi Ranking for three years!"
"In the past three years, at least a hundred people have stepped onto the stage to challenge Old Huang, but without exception, they were all defeated by the Qi Shuangquan."
"Tsk, I'm afraid this kid won't be able to make the list."
"Not necessarily, you may not know the kid's name."
"He is Liu He! The Liu He who is invincible with one sword in the same realm!"
"Huh?! It's him! I've heard of his name!"
"If it's really him, then there's going to be something interesting to watch."
At this time, Qin Yu on the stands was also staring at the martial arts stage.
And below the stage.
Seeing the old man on the stage, Liu He raised his mouth slightly and spoke to his opponent for the first time:
"Old man."
"If you don't want to die, surrender quickly."
"My time is very precious, I don't want to waste it with you."
Listening to Liu He's provocative words, the old man in plain clothes snorted and raised his fists:
"Boy, you are so arrogant."
"If you lose to me later, let's see how rampant you can be!"
Liu He sneered and drew the long sword from his waist:
"How can you resist my sword without even a weapon?"
The old man in plain clothes snorted and raised his fists:
"My fists are enough!"
Seeing the old man put down his fists and raised his fists, Liu He took a step and took the lead in attacking for the first time!
"Chasing Wind Sword!"
The spiritual energy rushed out from his right hand and entangled! I saw that the long sword was wrapped with spiritual energy, and it became sharper!
And the long sword drove Liu He's body, faster and faster!
The old man in plain clothes obviously didn't expect Liu He to be so fast.
He was a little flustered and shouted:
"Opening Mountain Fist!"
The old man in plain clothes raised his fists, shining a thin layer of spiritual energy.
He pressed his body down, and with the steady force of sinking, he smashed it out!
The fist wind and the sword tip faced each other!
"Boom!"
The spiritual energy on the sword and the spiritual energy on the fist first collided, and the bombardment turned into a gust of wind, sweeping up the gravel on the martial arts stage!
The old man in plain clothes actually used his fist to resist Liu He's sword!
Liu He's eyes exuded ferocity.
He saw that he made a mistake in his steps, and he actually slashed the long sword diagonally across the old man's fists full of spiritual energy, and killed his neck!
