Through the gap, Wang Dong was shocked to find that outside the cave, countless blade-shaped stones were falling from the sky like raindrops. These stones were as small as the size of a hand, and the big ones were about ten feet square. These stones were roaring. Falling, some stones directly broke into pieces on the ground, while others were inserted directly into the ground and became one of the thousands of razor-edged stones on the ground.
"Did all these small blade-shaped stones outside come from this way?" Wang Dong couldn't help but think in his heart. He was even more grateful to be in his cave. He didn't expect that this secret realm of blades would rain rain like this at night. Blade Stone Rain', without this cave, his current situation can be imagined.
At this moment, Wang Dong also understood the reason for the brief roar of beasts and the migration of the beasts. It turned out that the beasts living in the secret realm of Blades knew that the 'Blade Stone Rain' was coming and were avoiding it in advance.
Witnessing the storm outside, Wang Dong in the cave sympathized with the other contestants who entered here while continuing to run the Return to the Sea Art. Before he had run two rounds, Wang Dong was disturbed by the roar outside the cave. I fell asleep and fell asleep.
Early the next morning, Wang Dong opened his eyes vigilantly. The 'blade stone rain' at night had stopped at some point. Now everything has stopped, and the surroundings were surprisingly quiet. Wang Dong looked alert because he I seemed to have heard an inaudible moan just now.
Wang Dong quickly stood up, removed the stone slab blocking the entrance of the cave, and got out of the cave.
Wang Dong discovered that the stone rain last night was so powerful. The entrance of the cave he dug last night was still at his waist, but now because the ground was raised by stone chips, the entrance of the cave fell to his feet.
"Fortunately, the hole dug was high, otherwise he would have been buried alive by now." Wang Dong muttered in fear, and then he listened with all his concentration. Soon, he heard the intermittent moaning again.
Wang Dong pulled out the remaining sword, lowered his body, looked for the groaning sound, and after walking dozens of steps, Wang Dong realized that he had found the source of the sound.
A Wuhu Gang disciple wearing a red military uniform lay face down on the ground. He held his head in his hands and his body was covered with rocks. The red military uniform had long been cut into pieces by sharp blade stones. A huge piece of The stone hit his leg, twisting it at a weird angle and apparently breaking it.
Wang Dong carefully walked up to the Wuhu Gang disciple and observed his face. Wang Dong found that the man had become delirious due to the severe pain, and could only let out breathless moans.
"What an unlucky guy." Wang shook his head and sighed. This Wuhu Gang disciple was obviously the victim of the stone rain last night. Seeing that this Wuhu Gang disciple has at least the strength of a sixth-level martial arts disciple, he was actually killed by a stone rain. The serious injuries caused by the rain are enough to show how terrible this stone rain is.
Wang Dong looked back at the location of his cave. When he was digging the cave last night, he paid careful attention to his surroundings. At least there were no other contestants within a hundred meters. This disciple of the Wuhu Gang appeared less than a few dozen meters away from him. It was obvious that he ran here in a hurry to avoid the stone rain.
"We've gained something!" The opponent lost his fighting power. Naturally, Wang Dong would not give up this opportunity. He raised his hand and groped for one on the opponent, and an emerald green identity token appeared in Wang Dong's hand.
Wang Dong didn't expect that his first identity token could be obtained so easily. He picked it up from the ground for nothing. This made him want to look elsewhere. Maybe he would be able to pick it up soon. Enough for these ten tokens.
"Since you gave me a token for free, I will help you." After putting the token away, Wang Dong raised his hand and carefully picked off the rocks on the disciples of the Wuhu Gang, and then He worked hard to move the boulder that was pressing on the opponent's leg, picked up the pieces of the Wuhu Gang disciple's clothes and briefly treated his wound, and then walked away.
After walking forward for more than an hour, Wang Dong gave up and gave up the idea of looking for another contestant who was hit by rocks and lost his fighting ability: "Cheer up, connect my own token, I have already Now that I have two yuan, I still need at least eight yuan to qualify for the preliminary round!"
While he was speaking, another slight moan reached Wang Dong's ears, and Wang Dong's eyes suddenly lit up: "You can't be such a good character! The Blade Secret Realm is simply my blessed place. I can do it casually. I can pick up the token!”
Looking for the moan, Wang Dong lowered his body and began to look for the unlucky contestant who was hit by the rain of stones.
After taking two steps, Wang Dong stopped. He noticed that in addition to the sound of a woman moaning, there was also the sound of a man whispering. The woman seemed to be conscious and was responding to the man's words.
It seemed that the situation was different from what he imagined. Wang Dong took out the remaining knife and walked towards the source of the sound more cautiously.
After quietly walking to a strange bladed stone, Wang Dong discovered the source of the sound. A female disciple of Xiuyu Hall and a disciple of the Zhuhai Gang were hugging each other face to face, leaning on a bladed stone. The disciple of the Zhuhai Gang was hugging each other with both hands. He grabbed the slender waist of the female disciple of Xiuyu Hall, buried his head on the pink neck of the female disciple of Xiuyu Hall, and kept twisting.
The female disciple of Xiuyu Hall had a blush on her face, and she let out heart-stopping sighs. Under Wang Dong's gaze, the female disciple of Xiuyu Hall actually took the initiative to pull the collar of her pink skirt. , exposing his fragrant shoulders to the sight of the Zhuhai Gang disciples.
"Little junior sister, you are so beautiful, I can't put it down..." The Zhuhai Gang disciple said while kissing the pink neck of the female disciple of Xiuyu Hall: "I am really lucky to meet you..."
"Brother, don't be anxious... We have plenty of time..." The female disciple of Xiuyu Hall raised her hand and gently stroked the back of the Zhuhai Gang disciple in response. Wang Dong noticed that her pretty face was flushed as she spoke. There was actually a hint of cunning.
"There is something wrong with this woman!" Wang Dong muttered in his heart. Xiao Wu was indeed right. A woman's body is a favorable condition to help them win and achieve their goals. The female disciple of Xiuyu Hall in front of him is obviously good at this. of.
Sure enough, under Wang Dong's gaze, the fingertips of the female disciple of Xiuyu Hall lit up, and an extremely thin silver needle appeared on her fingertips at some unknown time. The female disciple of Xiuyu Hall sneered, and the next moment , the silver needle in her hand sank into the backs of the Zhuhai Gang disciples.
"Junior Master... Junior Sister... What did you do to me..." Following the movements of the female disciple of Xiuyu Hall, the Zhuhai Gang disciple raised his head with a pale face and looked at the woman in his arms.
"Senior brother, don't worry, I'm just letting you take a nap, I won't hurt you..." The female disciple of Xiuyu Hall arched her eyebrows and showed a sweet smile to the other party: "But your identity token , Junior Sister, I will accept it first..."
"You... how do you..." After seeing the female disciple of Xiuyu Hall actually take the identity token from him after he finished speaking, the Zhuhai Gang disciple said at the top of his lungs: "Sure... Sure enough, women have the most poisonous heart, I A dignified eighth-level martial arts disciple was actually plotted against by you!"
"Senior brother, have you forgotten? Junior sister, I am also an eighth-level martial arts disciple..." The female disciple of Xiuyu Hall held up the opponent's identity token in her hand and shook it, then she said with a smile: "I want to take advantage of this girl. , there is a price to pay!”
They were actually two eighth-level martial arts disciples!
Wang Dong suddenly felt frightened. When he saw the two entangled together just now, Wang Dong did mean to rush forward and catch the two of them off guard. As soon as he heard the two reporting their levels, Wang Dong's expression suddenly changed. The limit he could challenge was a seventh-level warrior. Against an eighth-level warrior, he had no choice but to run away.
Watching eagerly as the female disciple of Xiuyu Hall took away the identity token of the disciple of Zhuhai Gang, Wang Dong's face suddenly showed a look of regret and jealousy. Even if the disciple of Zhuhai Gang lost his fighting ability, he was definitely not that Xiu. The opponent of the female disciple of Yutang could only watch.
"It's not that easy to plot against me!" The Zhuhai Gang disciple seemed to be stimulated by the words and actions of the female disciple of Xiuyu Hall. He hugged the female disciple of Xiuyu Hall tightly with his last strength and shouted: "I want to Make you pay the price! Burn your soul!"
"You... let me go!" After hearing the words of the Zhuhai Gang disciple, the face of the female Xiuyu Hall disciple suddenly changed.
The next scene made Wang Dong, who was peeping not far away, change his expression slightly. After the Zhuhai Gang disciple finished speaking, a burst of purple smoke suddenly appeared around the two people hugging each other.
"You actually used the soul power burning of the 'Bamboo Sea Soul Technique' on me, burning all my soul power at the cost of your own soul power!" The female disciple of Xiuyu Hall said with a look of shock. She pushed the other person away and looked at her hands in confusion.
"Anyway, you have taken away my token, and the soul power is of little use to me. I want to see how long you can hold the two tokens in your hand without the soul power!" said After that, the Zhuhai Gang disciple could no longer resist the effect of the silver needle and fell to the ground.
"Soul power burning?" The incident on the field made Wang Dong's eyes light up. An eighth-level warrior who had lost all his soul power, was he sure of defeating him? Wang Dong felt his heart beating rapidly. He knew that the female disciple of Xiuyu Hall had two identity tokens!
Seeing that the female disciple of Xiuyu Hall had lost all her soul power, and regardless of how messy her pink clothes were, she sat on the ground and started meditating to use the technique to restore her soul power. Wang Dong couldn't wait any longer.
"While you are sick, I will kill you!!!"
Wang Dong raised the broken sword and turned into a strong wind and rushed towards the female disciple of Xiuyu Hall.
"Who is it?" It goes without saying that an eighth-level martial arts disciple has the ability to sense danger. As soon as Wang Dong rushed over, the female disciple of Xiuyu Hall gave up her meditation and stood up vigilantly.
Seeing Wang Dong coming towards him in a menacing manner, the female disciple of Xiuyu Hall who had lost all her soul power first showed a look of panic, and then saw her tugging at her collar again, exposing most of her shoulders to the air. , I heard her sweetly say to Wang Dong: "It turns out he is a senior fellow from Guihai Sect..."
(End of chapter)