Emperor Leiwu

Chapter 1008 I am waiting for you!
"Are you a blood shadow?"

The blood dragon, who was knocked back by a punch, was still in a daze at this moment.

In his memory, among the younger generation of Blood Demons in this branch, almost none were stronger than him.

Now when he heard the Blood Sect calling the opponent Blood Shadow, he suddenly remembered that a few days ago, there was a person named Blood Shadow who defeated the Blood Spear at the seventh level of the Heavenly King Realm with the cultivation base of the fifth level of the Heavenly King Realm. He looked at Chu Shaoyang and asked.

"That's right, he is the Blood Shadow. The Blood Spear guy was defeated in two moves in front of him, and you were knocked back in one move. It seems that your blood dragon is also worthless."

Seeing Xuelong's question, before Chu Shaoyang could speak, Xuedao sneered.

"Hmph, I was just being careless just now, otherwise, with just him, I could kill him with three moves."

Xuelong attributed his repulsion to his carelessness, which was actually true, because he was attacking the blood knife, and he never thought that someone would help him.

"Three moves to kill me, okay, I'll wait for you."

Hearing Xuelong's words, Chu Shaoyang couldn't help sneering.

"Xueying, don't be arrogant, you are at the fifth level of the Heavenly King Realm, if you didn't attack Brother Xuelong while he was not paying attention, with your strength, it would be impossible to beat him back."

"That's right, I'm only at the fifth level of the Heavenly King Realm, and I thought I was so amazing."

Seeing that Chu Shaoyang didn't take Xuelong's words seriously, Xuefeng and Xuemei's eyes turned cold and they spoke.

Although the three of them are all competitors, the majesty of the seventh-level warriors of the Heavenly King Realm will never allow a fifth-level warrior of the Heavenly King Realm to provoke them.

"Okay, don't talk about it, if you have the strength to speak, it's better to save it and compete."

At this moment, the old man who had been silent, wearing a blood-colored robe and sunken eyes spoke.

"Okay, since Elder Xuetong can't wait, let's start!"

Seeing Xuetong open his mouth, the Blood Sect also wanted to see the result, so he immediately looked at a tall and thin old man in a blood-colored robe in front of him.

Seeing the Blood Sect's gaze, the tall and thin old man walked towards the center of the two competition platforms, then turned to look at Chu Shaoyang and the others.

"The competition is divided into three rounds. In the first round, the ten leaders do not need to participate. The 20 people brought by you will compete in two rounds. The five who win in the end will go to the next round."

"The second round of helpers will not compete. Ten campaign leaders will compete, and the five winners will compete in the next round."

"In the third round of the big competition, whether it is the person who came to help or the leader, as long as the last one stands on the stage, he is the winner. Do you understand?"

After the narration, the tall and thin old man looked at the crowd and asked loudly.

"clear."

Hearing this, everyone clasped their fists at the same time.

"Now that you understand, let's draw lots and start the competition!"

Following these words, Chu Shaoyang and others walked towards the tall and thin old man.

Since the leader of the first round of elections did not have to participate, only 20 people went up.

"Boy, you'd better not die in the first round, or I won't be able to take revenge!"

Just when Chu Shaoyang was about to draw lots, a cold voice rang in his ears.

Hearing this, Chu Shaoyang turned his head to look, only to see Xue Qiang standing not far away, looking at him with a cold face.

"Revenge? You are a defeated general and a waste. If the blood knife hadn't stopped me last time, you would have been killed by me. There is no chance to run rampant here!"

Seeing that the speaker was a blood gun, Chu Shaoyang couldn't help sneering.

Last time, if Xuedao hadn't said that the other party had a quota for the election, Chu Shaoyang would have killed him.

"Hmph, losing to you last time was purely accidental, let's see how I kill you today!"

Hearing Chu Shaoyang scolding himself as a waste again, his bloody face turned livid, and he said angrily.

"Okay, I'm waiting for you!"

The last time he didn't kill the other party, it was because the other party had a quota for the election, but this time, once he met, Chu Shaoyang would never hold back.

After speaking, he stopped paying attention to the blood gun and began to draw lots.

When the lottery was drawn, Chu Shaoyang found that he had drawn number one, but he didn't care, and looked directly at the crowd.

This time, among the warriors who came to help other leaders in the competition, the highest level of cultivation is only the seventh level of the Heavenly King Realm.

With such strength, Chu Shaoyang can completely sweep away, so he doesn't care who his opponent is at all.

When everyone finished drawing lots, the tall and thin old man looked at everyone, and his voice resounded.

"Now number one and number two go up and start fighting."

Following this voice, Chu Shaoyang was about to go up, but at this moment, a voice suddenly sounded.

"I surrender!"

Hearing this voice, Chu Shaoyang was taken aback, and couldn't help turning his head to look.

When he saw the person holding the number one in his hand and looking at him in fear, he smiled.

Because he discovered that the person who got number one in the drawing was actually a blood badge.

Chu Shaoyang couldn't figure it out, which leader actually found this guy, could it be that he couldn't find anyone?
Just when Chu Shaoyang looked at the blood badge and wanted to laugh, the martial artists around the competition stage also began to discuss because of his sudden surrender.

"Who is so useless that he admits defeat before going up?"

"It's the blood badge. I heard that he fought against the blood shadow, and he was blown away by the opponent's punch!"

"No wonder you admit defeat before you go up."

"Xue Zhang, do you really want to admit defeat?"

The tall and thin old man's face darkened when he conceded defeat before the blood test, and asked.

Although it was normal to admit defeat, it was the first time he had seen his peers admit defeat before the fight started.

"Well, I admit defeat."

Xue Zhang has already fought against Chu Shaoyang, so he naturally knows how terrifying Chu Shaoyang's strength is, and he has no doubt that if he goes up by himself, the other party will kill him without mercy.

So instead of going up to die, it is better to admit defeat as soon as possible, although it is a bit embarrassing to admit defeat.

But compared with life, it is nothing.

"Alright, this round, Blood Shadow wins!"

Seeing the blood badge and admitting defeat, the tall and thin old man announced directly.

"Damn, what a shame, this blood badge!"

"Xue Zhang, what the hell are you still doing standing on it, why don't you hurry down."

Seeing that he surrendered before the blood badge went up, not only the audience couldn't stand it anymore, even the leader who invited him was furious.

I thought you must admit defeat, at least go up and have a try, isn't it slapping me in the face if you admit defeat now?
Facing the ridicule of the crowd and the anger of the leader, even though Xue Zhang was extremely angry, he did not dare to refute.

He knew that once he refuted, it would definitely cause public outrage.

"Boy, you are lucky!"

Xue Qiang had been watching from the side. Seeing that the blood badge had conceded, he didn't think it was strange. He just felt that Chu Shaoyang was so lucky that he met someone who was not good enough to meet the weakest blood badge, and said angrily.

"I'm very lucky, but I don't know if you have this luck."

Seeing the other party like this, Chu Shaoyang didn't bother to talk to him, and went back to the stage directly.

This guy provoked him again and again, Chu Shaoyang decided that if he meets the other party in the third round, he will show no mercy!

(End of this chapter)