Chapter 111 Arena
Shocked or shocked.

Everyone looked at the scene on the stage in disbelief.

No one expected the battle to end like this.

That knife is so amazing!
"Blood Tiger Knife?"

Shi Baishan narrowed his eyes slightly and could see the basis of Bai Yuan's martial arts at a glance.

He turned around and looked at Dong Wanjun with a bad face: "This boy uses an evil sword technique, Master Dong Feng should clean up the mess."

Dong Wanjun didn't even raise his eyelids: "You also practice evil magic, so should I kill you too?"

Shi Baishan was suddenly furious.

Because he did practice evil skills, and more than one.

In fact, it is no secret that most of the masters of the Thirteen Peaks have practiced evil skills.

There was also a flash of surprise in Murong Tian's eyes.

However, what surprised him was not Bai Yuan’s swordsmanship, but his cultivation.

Strong dirty gate!
The young man looked no more than 20 years old, yet he had already entered the stage of strengthening the internal organs. This progress was simply genius.

Of course, there are still a few Shenfu sects that are as evil as Bai Yuan.

All of them are descendants of the masters of the Thirteen Peaks.

These people began practicing martial arts at a young age, and they had never lacked elixirs and monster meat. Naturally, their progress was rapid, with the fastest person having broken through the strong organ barrier at the age of 18.

This is something that is simply unthinkable in Qinghe County.

The eighteen-year-old strong and dirty martial artist was truly too terrifying.

Improving in martial arts requires rapid progress at every step. The children of poor families cannot compare with those of wealthy families.

You Shengnan and Xiong Shan in the audience were even more shocked.

Others may not know, but how could they not know that this junior fellow apprentice had just broken through the Yi Jin barrier a year ago, and had broken through the Qiang Zang barrier only half a year after entering the school.

This speed of advancement is not even slower than that of Old Man Dong and Murong Tian back then!

"Monster, too monster."

You Shengnan murmured.

Dong Wanjun still looked at Longmentai with an expressionless face.

Although Bai Yuan concealed his breakthrough to the Qiang Zang Pass very well, it still could not be hidden from his eyes. He had known about this for a long time and was certainly not surprised.

The disciple from Fei Shi Peak had his arm chopped off and was sweating profusely from the pain.

He struggled to get up and prepared to walk off the stage.

But just as he stood up——

A shadow enveloped him.

Bai Yuan's face was cold and blood was dripping from the tip of his scimitar.

"What do you want to do?"

The disciple from Fei Shi Peak looked up at the young man who was looking down at him, and fear arose in his heart.

Under the horrified gaze of everyone, Bai Yuan raised the scimitar again.

"what"

With just a shrill howl, the Fei Shi Peak disciple's right foot was cut off at the ankle!
Without a hand or a foot, this disciple from Fei Shi Peak is useless.

咕咚
The people in the audience swallowed hard.

As expected of Dong Wanjun's disciple, he is cruel and cold-blooded enough.

It was clear that he had won and the opponent had already paid the price, but the young man on the stage still wanted to directly attack and cripple the opponent. Such vicious and cruel means were frightening.

In the end, Murong Tian asked his disciples to go on stage and carry the disciple from Fei Shi Peak away.

There was dead silence in front of Feilongtai.

For a moment, no one was willing to go on stage.

It was all because the young man on the stage was too brutal. The scene just now made these disciples, who had not experienced much killing, tremble in their hands.

Murong Tian's mouth curled up when he saw this scene.

"Good boy."

The best way to deal with a wolf pack is to kill the wolf in front as quickly as possible. Only by suppressing the wolf pack with momentum can you survive. The same applies to dealing with humans.

No one would be willing to go up first and be crippled by Bai Yuan, and then create opportunities for others. Human nature has always been like this.

Shi Baishan's face turned extremely ugly. He didn't expect that today's events would develop to this point.

This time!

A man with a sharp face leaped onto the dragon gate platform in one step.

When they saw the person coming, there was an exclamation in surprise from the audience.

Because this person is Dao Ji, the current number one outer sect master of Shenfu Sect.

I heard that he was originally a ghostwriter from another state, but was taken in by a peak master who took a fancy to him. Unlike the martial artists from the big families in Shenfu Sect who had never experienced any hardships, he had killed countless people and was definitely a ruthless character.

All the outer disciples felt that once the Dragon Gate Platform was opened, he would definitely be an inner disciple.

I didn't expect Daoji to really come.

Seeing Dao Ji going up to the Longmen stage, Shi Baishan smiled again.

Although Dao Ji was not a disciple of Fei Shi Feng, he had heard that every person who took over the sword was a ruthless person who lived on the edge of a knife and had great killing power.

Of course, it is precisely because of the pursuit of ultimate killing power and the various means used that breakthroughs are generally very slow.

Daoji could be considered a genius, but he didn't achieve breakthrough until he was thirty years old.

As for blood refining, it will be even slower, and the body will even stop at the stage of strengthening the organs. Such situations are too common for ghostwriters. Otherwise, if ghostwriters were so good, people in the world would have flocked to become ghostwriters long ago. Who would want to be a disciple of the Shenfu Sect?

However, these shortcomings become insignificant on the Longmen Terrace.

Because here only absolute strength matters.

Dong Wanjun finally showed a look of interest on his face.

He also had some impression of this disciple named Dao Ji, because they were of the same lineage, or it could be said that Dong Wanjun was the ceiling of the ghostwriters in Huanglong Mansion.

But what no one expected was——

After Daoji stepped onto the Longmen platform, he neither drew his sword nor made any unnecessary movements. He just sat down cross-legged.

This guy actually fell asleep...

Everyone's mouth twitched wildly when they saw this scene. It was so weird.

Bai Yuan looked at his opponent with interest.

He knew Daoji's idea. It was not pretense or stupidity, but just the pursuit of ultimate benefits.

If Dao Ji took action now, he would have to face new opponents even if he won. It would be better to drag the time to the end and sleep to restore his energy to its peak.

As a ghostwriter, the first thing you need to do is respect every opponent, because all ghostwriters who do not respect their opponents are already dead.

When a lion fights a rabbit, he also uses all his strength.

Even if the person standing on the stage today was a skin smoothing master, Dao Ji would do the same.

Bai Yuan was not in a hurry to take action. Since someone was helping him to buy time, there was certainly no need for him to refuse, so he simply lay down.

Sleeping on Longmen Terrace is quite comfortable, but it is too sunny.

Murong Tian chuckled when he saw this scene.

“Two funny little guys.”

Shi Baishan snorted coldly.

"You better win."

He only hoped that Dao Ji could defeat Bai Yuan, and it would be best if he could kill him accidentally.

Just when everyone was getting impatient, Daoji slowly opened his eyes.

He looked at the sky and it was the right time.

Just enough for him to defeat the boy in front of him.

Now there are only him and Bai Yuan left on the stage, and according to the rules, no third person is allowed to go on stage.

Bai Yuan also stood up and looked at Dao Ji.

"Brother Bai, please"

Before he could finish saying "please", the long sword on Dao Ji's waist had appeared three feet in front of Bai Yuan's face.

Bang.
Bai Yuan stretched out his right hand forward and a large ball of red mist exploded.

Daoji: “Fuck!”

(End of this chapter)

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