Unsurpassed Spirits

Chapter 302

Being able to participate in life and death battles again and again, if you don't have enough confidence in your own strength, most people really can't do it.

Luo Qing said strangely: "That person's name is Heipao?"

"No." Lin Yi shook his head repeatedly, "I don't know the name of that senior in the underground martial arts field. It's just because he often wears a black robe that he is called that. His name and origin are not important in the underground martial arts field, even if he signs a life and death certificate. At that time, it was just a bloody fingerprint."

Lu Heng laughed, "It seems like this person is very mysterious."

"It is indeed very mysterious, and no one even knows what he looks like." Lin Yi said: "I once watched a life-and-death battle between a black-robed senior from a distance. His face was covered with a layer of gray and black mist, and he could not be seen at all. Real appearance.”

"Oh? Blindfold?" Lu Heng knocked on the folding fan, "I'm getting more and more curious."

Not long after, the No. [-] Fighting Arena was packed with people, and the life-and-death battle was about to begin. Lin Yi silently stepped away.

At this time, a golden elixir male cultivator with an upright appearance stood on the fighting stage and began to preside over the life and death fight: "Welcome everyone to the underground martial arts field. I won't say any more nonsense. Today's fight is still a life and death fight. The two sides are: The black-robed young master who has won three consecutive life-and-death battles, and the young master Hao Chong who has recently become popular in the underground martial arts arena."

When the monk in charge was introducing, two late-stage Jindan monks stepped onto the martial arts platform one after another. One of them, as Lin Yi said, was wrapped tightly in a black robe. Under the wide hood, that face Shrouded in a gray-black mist, nothing could be seen.

The other person was a tall and thick man, with a burly figure and shiny tendons all over his body. He looked like he had a pure physique.

Lu Heng smiled when he saw the strong man, pointed at Luo Qingli and said, "Look at him, does he look familiar?"

Luo Qingli looked at the strong man carefully several times and searched in his memory. He couldn't remember where he had seen him or where he had heard the name Hao Chong.

Lu Heng slapped his thigh and laughed, "You forgot, you were like this when you were a child!"

Luo Qingli: "..."→_→

The Jindan monk on the stage took out a contract and handed it to both parties participating in this life and death battle, "Sign the life and death certificate, and you will live and die according to fate. You two, you still have a chance to regret it."

The black-robed monk said nothing, seemed to glance at Hao Chong lightly, raised his left hand and pressed a bloody fingerprint on the life and death figure.

This neither salty nor bland attitude made Hao Chong even more angry, and he immediately spat, "Bah, you don't even dare to show your face, what are you pretending to do! Don't you have a very powerful iron hand? ? I will let you know today what the indestructible body of vajra is!"

Hao Chong also pressed his fingerprints on the sign of life and death. The monk in charge put away the sign of life and death and stepped down. At this point, the battle of life and death officially began.

The fighting platform is very open, and there are exquisite protective arrays arranged outside, which are enough to ensure that the fighting skills of the two people inside will not affect the monks watching outside.

Hao Chong is indeed a physical practitioner. As soon as the fight started, a burst of golden light emitted from his whole body. His muscles that were so strong once again expanded a lot, splitting his shirt. At this time, Hao Chong looked like a A tiger that is ready to attack may pounce on its prey at any time and tear it into pieces.

For pure physical practitioners, the most important thing is to temper themselves, so their weapons are their bodies. Hao Chong has practiced until now. This body is enough to be called invulnerable, and his fists and feet are comparable to the best. Waiting magic weapon.

Hao Chong raised his fist and rushed towards the black robe. Every time he punched, a strong wave of air mixed with spiritual light burst out. The black robed monk did not rush to respond to the enemy, but just dodged left and right with strange steps. , seemingly testing the opponent's moves.

Luo Qingli stared at the figure of the black-robed monk. This man's movements were very strange. His movements were the fastest among all the golden elixir monks Luo Qingli had ever seen. He was so fast that even his shadow could not catch him. Zhu Yuzhen, who had taken over, would probably not be able to take advantage in front of this person.

Every attack Hao Chong made was in vain, and he punched the fighting platform angrily, "Will you fight or not?"

A big crater was made in the center of the fighting platform by Hao Chong, and cracks spread to all sides. The formation outside the arena flickered and finally withstood the impact.

Waves of air rose into the sky, covering almost half of the martial arts arena, and the black-robed monk was completely forced out.

If you dare to participate in a life-and-death fight, you will be able to do whatever you want.

The black-robed monk raised his right hand and struck Hao Chong.

Unlike his left hand, which was made of flesh and blood, his right hand was an iron hand covered with countless barbs. It was indestructible and could cut through iron like mud.

The black-robed monk punched Hao Chong in the chest, and Hao Chong's chest lit up with golden light. He was beaten back repeatedly by this blow, and his back directly hit the protective shield. The black-robed monk took away the iron hand, only to see that he was being beaten. The beaten area was intact, not even a mark was left.

Hao Chong put his hands on his hips and laughed, "I have been training for many years to make this body of copper skin and iron bones indestructible. How can you beat me in just a few hits?"

The black-robed monk punched a few more times in succession, but Hao Chong stood firmly on the spot as if nothing had happened, with his face as usual, which made the onlookers on the sidelines marvel.

Having gained enough limelight, Hao Chong suddenly laughed ferociously, "Now, it's my turn!"

He raised his fist and hit the black-robed monk directly in the face. The opponent twisted his body and quickly retreated. However, the wind of the fist when he swept out still brushed the layer of fog on the black-robed monk's face. The gray fog dispersed for a moment. It was a fine iron mask that completely covered his face. The only thing that could be seen were his eyes that were as green as emeralds.Hao Chong originally thought he could uncover the mystery of this black-robed monk, but who knew there was actually a mask under the gray mist.

"Pretending to be a ghost!" Hao Chong cursed secretly and stepped forward to meet him again.

The black-robed monk fought three life-and-death battles in the underground martial arts field. Many people were curious about his true appearance.The moment the fog dispersed, many people present saw it, but the result was disappointing. The only bright spot was probably the green eyes of the black-robed monk.

Lu Heng said in surprise: "It turns out he is a foreigner."

Luo Qingli was thoughtful and murmured: "This person..."

"What's wrong?" Lu Heng looked over.

Luo Qingli looked at the two people on the stage and asked via voice transmission: "Have you heard that about four or fifty years ago, there was a period of time in Nanzhao when plague was prevalent in many places."

Lu Heng thought about it carefully.

He spent most of his time in the Central Plains, but because Yan Wuji was in Nanzhao, he would come over from time to time. Even if he didn't stay too long, he still heard about some things.

When Luo Qingli said this, he remembered something.

"You mean the plague demon?"

The plague demon incident was neither big nor small at first. This kind of thing is inherently harmful. All nine Nanzhao sects issued orders to kill the plague demon. I heard that it was Master Haoying of Jin Xuanzong who finally solved the problem.

Luo Qingli nodded, "Then do you know that the plague demon was not naturally formed, but was raised by humans?"

Lu Heng frowned, "It is conceivable that it is very difficult for this kind of thing to grow to that point. It is often killed by immortal cultivators before it can grow up."

Luo Qingli's eyebrows darkened slightly, "Actually, I was also present when Master Haoying eliminated the plague demon. At that time, the master of the plague demon also came and fought a battle with Master Haoying. They were almost evenly matched. Later, Qiushui Sect Master Mingwei arrived, and the man fled... Speaking of which, the plague demon was not removed by Master Haoying himself, but was killed by its owner, and the last remaining essence was also killed by the master. People took it away.”

Lu Heng had never heard of these things, but Luo Qingli would never talk about them without reason.

He looked at the two people who were fighting fiercely on the stage, and he suddenly felt blessed: "Is the man in black robe who feeds the plague demon?"

Luo Qingli shook his head, "I'm not completely sure, but that person's attire and figure are very similar to the black-robed monk, and he is also a foreigner, has a pair of green eyes, and also has an iron hand... …”

"With so many similarities, it can't all be a coincidence, right?" Lu Heng crossed his arms, "This person is indeed very strange. He is neither a Taoist cultivator nor a demonic cultivator. He looks a bit like a martial arts cultivator, but he is different from a martial cultivator. There’s a big difference…”

But one thing is at least certain, anyone who raises a monster like the Plague Demon is definitely not a good person.

The fight was fierce on the stage, and it seemed that Hao Chong had the upper hand. The black-robed monk could not break Hao Chong's defense. He could only passively accept the attack and retreat continuously. Almost half of the people outside the field felt that this life-and-death fight was going to end with Hao Chong. Basically a sure win.

There were cheers for Hao Chong behind her, and Lu Heng turned to her and asked, "Who do you think will win?"

Luo Qingli kept his eyes on the stage and did not predict the outcome. He just said: "He is looking for a bodyguard."

Hao Chong's physical training is indeed very good, but no matter how invulnerable he is in other areas, there will always be one or two weak points on his body, which are also the easiest points to break through.

This is what the black-robed monk is looking for.

Hao Chong on the field became more and more courageous, pressing forward step by step. When he pushed the black-robed monk to the edge, the black-robed monk suddenly threw a soul hook at him, and the soul hook tightly clasped Hao Chong's neck. .

At that moment, Hao Chong felt a gloomy air flowing through his body. It was so cold that his soul trembled and he couldn't help but move.

In a battle between masters, winning or losing is often a matter of a split second.

At this moment when Hao Chong was stunned, a giant hand suddenly appeared in the air. This giant hand slapped Hao Chong's Tianling Cap hard. The strong shock made Hao Chong's eyes darken, and soon he felt a sensation on his waist. A pain.

An iron hand penetrated his waist and ribs, and Hao Chong was filled with aura, and those vigorous muscles suddenly became exhausted.

"Is King Kong not bad?"

The black-robed monk's voice was hoarse and ghastly. He suddenly pulled the soul lock, and suddenly blood spattered everywhere on the martial arts platform. The originally high-spirited body was now separated from its head and body.

　Thanks to Shang Bie, Farewell Shang and Summer for the reward~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)