Chapter 899: Win streak

silence.
Deathly silence!
At this moment, everyone in the entire central arena was stunned. They looked at the scene in front of them dumbfounded, each of them dumbfounded, their eyes almost falling off.
What did they see? Wu Jiantao, the genius of the Da'an Dynasty, was defeated by that young man. The whole process was too fast for people to react, it was almost like a dream!
Many people even rub their eyes vigorously with their hands, thinking that they are mistaken!
A teenager in his twenties defeated a genius at the early stage of the sixth stage in his twenties. No matter how you looked at it, it seemed like a fantasy.
But the scene in front of them really told them that this was not a dream.
Outside the ring, Wu Jiantao had a long and narrow knife mark on his body, and he moaned in pain.
The blood, sprinkled on his clothes, did not look like the spirited spirit he had before, and looked particularly miserable.
"Wu Jiantao, are you okay?"
With a flicker, the remaining four warriors of the Da'an Dynasty stepped forward and hurriedly helped Wu Jiantao. After seeing the wound on the other's body, they took a breath.
The stab wound on Wu Jiantao's chest spread from the chest to the abdomen, with bones visible. It only takes the other party a little harder to break Wu Jiantao's whole body into two halves.
"What a cruel kid!"
Staring at Wang Qiming fiercely, several people in the Da'an Dynasty were extremely angry.
In the Jinyue Pavilion in the distance, Ximen Yu and others who had been drinking calmly also stood up suddenly.
"What a quick knife!"
One by one stared at Wang Qiming in shock.
The blade light before was as fast as lightning, even if it was changed to them, I am afraid I would not care about it. How could such a terrifying genius in a small and powerful dynasty?
More importantly, the other party was clearly only seventeen or eighteen years old, much younger than their group.
"This disciple of the Dawei Dynasty is a bit weird." A genius couldn't help but said in a deep voice.
"It may not be that Wu Jiantao was careless just now."
"In any case, this son's strength is not as weak as we thought."
A famous genius has serious eyes.
"Are the people around this kid so weird?" Zhou Zhiwei also stared at Qin Chen.
She still clearly remembers the scene where Qin Chen used the fifth-order Wuzong cultivation base to play around with her and a group of powerful men such as Master.
"Keep watching, maybe it's just an accident." Ximenyu frowned and said indifferently.
Not only them, but the many warriors on the other ring are also surprised and frowning.
"Hmph, just taking advantage of the unpreparedness, the sneak attack won."
The figure flickered, and the only female contestant in the Da'an Dynasty instantly came to the arena and looked at Wang Qiming with cold eyes.
"No matter how fast your knife is, it won't hit me. What's the use."
The woman's body shook, and in an instant, eight figures appeared on the arena. Each of these eight figures was extremely real, and there was no flaw in it.
The eight figures simultaneously shot and killed Wang Qiming.
"Phantom Body Art, could this woman be the famous killer organization of the Da'an Dynasty, the second floor of the Shadow Killing Building?"
The Shadow Killing Tower was a well-known killer organization in the Da'an dynasty, and it was famous throughout the thirteen dynasties of Northeast China.
In the Shadow Killing Building, there is a special genius killer department, with a total of 13 players, from the first floor to the thirteenth floor.
Rumor has it that there is a woman on the second floor. The phantom body technique has been cultivated to the highest level. Under the display, there are countless ghosts and ghosts.
Now that this woman was performing the phantom body technique, everyone instantly understood that this person was very likely to be the second floor of the Da'an Dynasty Shadow Killing Tower.
"It is rumored that every assassin in the Shadow Killing Tower has experienced a lot of life and death battles. Assassinations have become their instinct. Can the kid of the Dawei Dynasty stop it?"
For the killer, any warrior has an inexplicable jealousy.
During the discussion, eight figures on the ring came to Wang Qiming's side at the same time, and at almost the same moment, Chao Wang Qiming stabbed the dagger in his hand.
Huh huh huh...
Eight cold lights are lit at the same time. What makes everyone feel terrible is that you can't tell which one of these cold lights is true and which is false.
"The person who hurt my Da'an Dynasty, die!"
Murderous intent bloomed in the eyes, and the second floor sternly shouted.
"Eight figures?"
Seeing that the light of the dagger was about to stab himself, Wang Qiming, who had never been moving before, finally raised his head. He didn't even tell which figure was real and which figure was fake. He just slammed the sword out of his arms.
"It's a knife!"
All the warriors around the central arena opened their eyes wide, staring at Wang Qiming, unwilling to miss even a trace.
Under the eyes of everyone, the sword in Wang Qiming's arms suddenly came out of its sheath.
"Chang!"
The knife light shook, one divided into two.
"Chang!"
Another shock, four in two!
"Chang!"
Three shocks, eight in four!
Eight sword lights were cut out at the same time, facing the eight phantoms.
"what?"
Everyone was shocked, how could there be such a fast knife?
Puff puff puff puff...
In shock, the light of the sword was vertical and horizontal, and the seven phantoms were instantly shattered. One of the phantoms was condensed into the body on the second floor.
Won again?
If in the first round, many people still doubted whether Wu Jiantao was too careless, then the second round of the competition was over, everyone looked at Wang Qiming solemnly and understood how extraordinary it was.
Although this son is young, his strength is indeed terrifying!
"Wang Qiming not only improved his cultivation base, but also became much stronger in his sword skills." Qin Chen nodded secretly under the ring.
Regarding the understanding of the meaning of the sword, Wang Qiming is one of the most outstanding geniuses he has seen in the past and this life, and what satisfies Qin Chen the most is that Wang Qiming's fierceness and cruelty to others are also right. His own kind of cruel character.
Swordsman, wandering on the edge of life and death, without Wang Qiming's character, no matter how talented he is, it would be difficult to reach the peak.
"Next, come on."
Pointing to the other three players of the Da'an Dynasty below, Wang Qiming did not take the knife, but spoke indifferently.
"Arrogant."
With an angry shout, the third martial artist of the Da'an Dynasty rushed into the ring.
But in the same way, he has been cut out of the ring without even passing three tricks.
"Do you only have this strength? If so, let's just abstain." Wang Qiming said indifferently.
He is not mocking others, just telling the truth.
But it fell into the ears of the warriors of the Da'an Dynasty, but it seemed particularly harsh.
"You... Damn, let me meet you!" The roar sounded, and among the remaining two, a warrior with a burly figure and thick hands took to the ring.