Prehistoric: Shoot and kill the nine golden crows at the beginning

Chapter 172 Blood Knife
Chu Xiu planned to sign up for the Tianjiao Arena, and meet the Tianjiao in the Divine Phoenix City for a while, to see if he could earn some God of War points.

Early the next morning, Chu Xiu adjusted his condition and came to the registration office.

"Name?"

"Chu Xiu."

"age?"

"Uh, I just entered the Great Thousand World for the first year."

The registrar raised his eyes, slightly surprised, "Dare to participate in the Tianjiao Arena in the first year after coming to Daqian World? It's really a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers."

As he spoke, he filled in "[-] years old" for Chu Xiu in the column of age.

This is the default rule of the Great Thousand World: All those who break into the Great Thousand World from the Small World will have their ages reset to zero and will be recalculated from the age of one hundred.

Therefore, Chu Xiu's current age is one hundred years old.

It sounds like a huge number. If it were a mortal, it would probably be dying and dying.

But for martial artists, especially those who have reached a certain level of cultivation.

A hundred years is nothing more than the length of time for them to retreat once.

A hundred-year-old warrior has indeed just stepped into the right path of martial arts.

It is very young.

"Cultivation?"

"Minor success in physical training."

After thinking about it, Chu Xiu didn't directly mention his Taoism cultivation, but reported his realm in physical training.

The registrar glanced at Chu Xiu again. This guy is actually a body trainer?
"Weird things happen every year, and you have a lot of them. You dared to fight in the ring when you first came to the Great Thousand World, and you still practice physical skills... Okay, pay the original stone! I hope you won't be beaten too badly after entering!"

Chu Xiu handed over a storage ring, which contained [-] top-quality rough stones.

The registration fee alone is not something ordinary people can afford.

Usually, a cultivator at the top level has only tens of thousands of top-grade rough stones.How can he spend as much as Chu Xiu like.

"It's really stupid people have a lot of money."

The registrar smiled contemptuously, he was laughing at Chu Xiu's boldness and ignorance.

Chu Xiu's pace of entering the martial arts field suddenly stopped.

Turning back, I glanced at him.

The registrar at the pinnacle of the Creation Realm suddenly felt the hairs all over his body stand on end.

As if being stared at by a peerless savage beast, deep down in his heart, he felt the fear of facing death.

All of this was just because Chu Xiu glanced at him.

Withdrawing his momentum, Chu Xiu continued, step by step, into the martial field.

"Really, it's really scary. Are all the little guys who practice gymnastics so tyrannical?" The registrar quickly poured himself a few sips of clear tea to calm himself down. After a long time, he finally regained his composure.

Just now, Chu Xiu put too much pressure on him.

Under the heavy pressure, he even forgot that the Divine Phoenix City is strictly fighting.

At that moment, he was very afraid that Chu Xiu would directly crush himself!Even if that guy is just a minor success in gymnastics.

……

On the ring, two swordsmen are fighting.

One of them was Chu Xiu's old acquaintance, Lu Xiaojia.

His opponent is a genius who is at the peak of the Creation Realm, with an extremely burly physique, and his sword intent has reached the eighth level.

In addition, his own cultivation base has to overwhelm Lu Xiaojia, so overall, he has always been able to steadily suppress Lu Xiaojia.

"Hahaha, young man, you are still too young. Isn't it a little naive to want to compete in the Tianjiao ring in the first year?"

"I'm going to teach you a lesson, let you know how huge the gap between the small world and the big world is!"

Saying that, the momentum of the bloody long knife in his hand soared, forming a thick bloody field, surrounding Lu Xiaojia in it.

Under the arena, the onlookers shook their heads and sighed.

"Oh, it's a pity. This young man's own strength is not bad. I didn't expect to be so unlucky. For the first time, he met the blood swordsman."

"Yeah, he is already considered a very strong rookie. I guess Xue Xueer, who is ranked ninth among the nine immortal species, may not be his opponent."

"Unfortunately, he met the No. 6 blood swordsman of the Nine Great Immortals, so he could only return home in defeat."

"After all, every third of the nine great immortal species is a level gap. Seven or eight or nine immortal species may not even be able to get away with a move in front of five or six or seven immortal species!"

Everyone talked a lot, and the topic gradually turned to discuss the strength of the immortals.

Immortal species represent a lot in Divine Phoenix City itself.

Extraordinary talent, amazing talent, rare opponents in the same realm... This kind of person is destined to attract the attention of the public and become a dazzling existence like the sun in the sky!

Therefore, every time the fairy seed appears in front of the public, it can cause a sensation, even worship!
They, unconditionally believe in the strength of the immortal seed.

As for Lu Xiaojia?
They have already tacitly agreed that Lu Xiaojia will lose this battle!

Even if this young man's strength and talent are very extraordinary, maybe in a hundred years, he still has the hope of becoming a top existence among the nine immortal species!
But at present, the blood swordsman of the sixth immortal species is obviously the stronger one!
Only Chu Xiu looked at Lu Xiaojia who was being suppressed by the blood swordsman's knife field, his eyes were full of seriousness.

He knew that Lu Xiaojia definitely had more than these strengths.

If the number one genius in the history of the Holy Spirit Continent can't even cross a large realm and defeat the sixth immortal species of the Divine Phoenix City, then the entire Holy Spirit Continent is too weak!
Chu Xiu doesn't need to analyze the specific strength gap between the two sides. Sometimes, winning or losing is not entirely determined by strength.

Especially in battles between geniuses, as long as the difference in realms is not too far apart, it is often the difference in luck between the two sides that can determine the outcome!

For a real dragon like Lu Xiaojia who has never met an opponent, his luck is undoubtedly the top.

At least, it's much stronger than the Blood Swordsman who thinks he's ranked sixth!

The Blood Swordsman has experienced setbacks in the Great Thousand World. Although his own strength is extraordinary, he has lost the will to challenge the peak.

He only dared to come to a place like Tianjiao Arena and abuse a rookie.

Lu Xiaojia, on the other hand, has just entered the Great Thousand World with the prestige of "the No. [-] pride in the Holy Spirit Continent".

It is the time when the fighting spirit is high and the momentum is high.

The gap between the two is really too big!

"Hahaha, young man, don't struggle anymore. I have killed a demigod in this bloody knife field. How can you, a mere kid at the peak of the good luck realm, be able to break through it."

"It's better to admit defeat obediently and go home to nurse and practice, hahahaha!"

The blood knifeman's smile was insolent to the extreme, but the expressions of the onlookers under the ring turned pale.

"What, what did he say? Killed a demigod?"

"Oh my god, demigod, that is the true master of the entire Great Thousand World! Contaminated with divinity, it can be said to be immortal, and the blood swordsman can kill demigod?!"

"This is too exaggerated. Although the blood swordsman is the pinnacle of the founding state, he is only one step away from the demigod. But this step is a natural barrier! No one can overcome the natural barrier!"

(End of this chapter)