Wang Shan came to the ring with the broken sword in hand and jumped straight on.
On the ring, there was already a short Tianlei Gang disciple who was carrying a long stick waiting there. Seeing Wang Dong coming up, the Tianlei Gang disciple raised his fists and said: "Tianlei Gang Gui Sihai, an eighth-level martial arts disciple. , I’d like to ask Junior Brother Wang’s sword skills here.”
Wang Dong did not show any surprise. When Bing Qing Yujie and her opponent came on the court in the fourth game, Wang Dong already knew that the person he wanted to challenge was Gui Sihai. After all, eight people had already played in the ten-man game, and the remaining The two people are naturally clear at a glance.
After the two greeted each other, the weather environment was simulated. The flaming desert and the hurricane swept the hot sand and dust, blowing the heat waves towards the two participants. The thick sand dunes were so soft that it made them feel uncomfortable. Their legs were stuck in it.
Such an environment tests the physical strength, toughness, and endurance of the contestants. Generally speaking, Gui Sihai has a high level of cultivation and has an advantage in physical strength, but he is short in physique, and his two short legs are stuck deep in the desert, and his mobility is difficult. He is slightly worse than Wang Dong. Both of them have their own advantages and disadvantages, so this duel seems more fair.
"It's Wang Dong fighting against an eighth-level warrior again... How do you think Wang Dong will take advantage this time? There are no puddles or thunder this time, hahaha..."
"Miracles only come once, and Wang Dong's good luck has come to an end. If he were really capable, Gui Sihai's one-level suppression would be enough to make Wang Dong unable to stand up..."
"Don't think about it, Gui Sihai will definitely win this time, because I have pledged all my wealth to him, hahaha..."
While everyone was talking, the two people on the stage took out their weapons and took a few tentative steps forward in the desert.
Because Wang Dong was taller, walking on the desert was not difficult. However, Gui Sihai made a surprising move. Instead of walking, he inserted his long stick into the sand and supported his body on the long stick. The stick jumped up using the force and started jumping rapidly in the desert.
"Wang Dong is definitely defeated now. With what Gui Sihai did, Wang Dong's only advantage in mobility no longer exists." Wang Dong's seat was once again occupied by a disciple of Tiantian Lei Gang, making him right next to him. Looking at the two female disciples of Xiuyu Hall, I heard him say: "Senior Brother Sihai's Ruyi Stick Technique is even an ordinary ninth-level martial arts disciple. He is still capable of fighting!"
"Oh, this is bad. My head was hot, and I didn't think much about it. I just placed a bet on Wang Dongsheng at Wanshitong... I don't know if I can change it..." A female disciple of Xiuyu Hall suddenly became distressed after hearing this.
"Junior sister, I can see that you have never played gambling before. Once you place your bet, you are sure to die. There is no reason to regret it..." The Tianlei Gang disciple smiled when he heard this, and he said cheerfully: "Look at me, senior brother." With the foresight, I not only pledged all my wealth to Senior Brother Sihai, but also borrowed a lot from several close senior brothers. Now, I am going to make a fortune."
The two people on the stage didn't know what was happening off the stage, they just stared at each other warily. Although Gui Sihai was short in stature, he was extremely flexible. His long stick also had the advantage of having a long attack distance, which allowed him to reach out from time to time. Stick, harass Wang Dong so that Wang Dong can't grasp the opportunity to get close to him.
Wang Dong himself was not in a hurry to attack, because he had already made up his mind to challenge Gui Sihai head-on. He had already defeated the eighth-level sword spirit with the strength of a ninth-level warrior in the sword domain space, so he We want to see if he can win against a real person.
The flame-like temperature made Wang Dong feel that his breathing was unbearably dry. Sweat kept coming out of his body, and the sweat evaporated quickly in this hot environment. This made Wang Dong feel extremely uncomfortable, but Wang Dong was most worried about it. It was still his own physical strength that evaporated along with his sweat.
Gui Sihai did not focus on consuming Wang Dong's physical strength like Feng Shu. Facing an opponent who only had the strength of a sixth-level warrior, he was full of confidence. After testing Wang Dong, his long stick began to infuse The real power launched an offensive against Wang Dong.
"Does the opponent also have the ability to cross levels?" When he blocked with his sword, Wang Dong felt the pressure caused by far surpassing the eighth-level warrior. Wang Dong said doubtfully. After blocking several times in succession, Wang Dong finally understood. This kind of pressure comes from the opponent's proficient mastery of martial arts. Gui Sihai's stick technique is so exquisite that people are amazed.
"The result seems obvious..." Venerable Fu Hai sighed and retracted his gaze from the stands.
"That's right. It's hard to reach the sky by jumping through the ranks. It's already great that Dong'er has reached this point. I'd better accept the reality." Guihai Sect Master nodded.
While the two were talking, Gui Sihai's attack on Wang Dong became more and more fierce. The movement on the field suddenly decreased, and everyone realized that the moment to decide the winner was coming soon.
"Why doesn't Wang Dong take action? What is he thinking?"
"What else can you think of? He is imitating Mu Zong's naughty boy, using impeccable defense to disgust Gui Sihai and give in..."
"Don't listen to his nonsense. In my opinion, it's not that Wang Dong doesn't want to fight back, it's that Gui Sihai is suppressing him so much that he can't fight back!"
"The results are about to come out, Gui Sihai has used his special move!"
While everyone in the stands was discussing, Gui Sihai's short figure stood up. The long stick in his hand was spinning rapidly at his fingertips. The rotation was so fast that it blew the sand on the ground into a big hole. Just listen to him shout: "Ruyi stick method, Wanhua stick!"
As soon as Gui Sihai finished speaking, the long stick in his hand instantly turned into dozens of afterimages. What was amazing was that the moment after the afterimages appeared, they actually gathered together and merged into an even more powerful one. With one move of the stick, Wang Dong felt an extremely astonishing pressure fall on his head. Without hesitation, he immediately struck out with a quadruple knife from his heart, quickly slashing at Gui Sihai's long stick.
boom!
There was a loud noise, and the air explosion caused by the collision of the two people caused the sand and dust on the trial platform to rise up all over the sky. At this critical moment, the sight of everyone in the stands was blocked by the sand and dust. , which made them boo in dissatisfaction.
"The results must have come out!"
"Hey, what are you doing at this critical moment?"
"Can people still watch this?"
The diffuse dust made all the viewers complain. The elder responsible for controlling the wind environment quickly raised his wind flag. After deliberately controlling the direction and intensity of the wind, the dust gradually dispersed, revealing The scene on the arena.
On the ring, Wang was sitting on the sand with his remaining sword in hand. He was breathing loudly and lifting his feet to pour out the sand from his shoes. Gui Sihai's long stick was stuck diagonally on the sand next to him. , Gui Sihai could not be seen in the entire arena, making Wang Dong look like a lonely traveler in the desert, resting comfortably.
"I... I'm not dazzled, right? What on earth happened?"
"Where are the people from Guisihai? Where have they gone?"
The thirteen disciples in the stands looked at me and I looked at you, but they didn’t know what was going on.
"That's weird, that's weird!" Guihai Sect Leader also frowned in confusion. In the blink of an eye, a person disappeared from the field, and Wang Dong himself was not in fighting state. The whole scene was filled with a strange atmosphere.
Just when everyone was puzzled, a head emerged from the sand. Then, a short figure struggled to emerge from the sand. When everyone saw Gui Sihai, who had officially disappeared, they saw Gui Sihai bah bah. After spitting out the sand in his mouth a few times, he patted his clothes vigorously, then strode to Wang Dong's side and pulled out the long stick stuck on the ground.
"You're cruel!" Gui Sihai grinned in pain and said to Wang Dong. In the astonished eyes of everyone, they saw him holding a long stick and walking through the sand to the edge of the ring without looking back. He said and jumped down.
"Brother Sihai, I accept the concession!" Wang Dong smiled, stretched out his left hand and pinched the tiger's mouth of his right hand.
"Senior Brother Sihai has admitted defeat? How is this possible?" The Tianlei Gang disciple sitting on Wang Dong's seat had a pale face, and the corners of his mouth trembled as he said, "Senior brother, you can't admit defeat... What will happen to my money that you lost!"
On the other hand, when the female disciple of Xiuyu Hall noticed what was happening on the field, she was shocked at first, and then her whole body became elated, happily hugging the female disciple of Xiuyu Hall next to her. The disciples of the Lei Gang lost completely that day, but she made a huge profit. She tasted the benefits of gambling for the first time, which made her couldn't help but take a second look at Wang Dong, who had brought her such gains.
"What's going on with the Guihai Sect? Is it popular to win by persuading people to surrender? The disciples of the Guihai Sect are very eloquent..." On the general stand, the elder of the Tianhe Gang said with a strange smile. In his opinion, it was impossible for Wang Dong to defeat Gui. Sihai, so he believed that Wang Dong, like Zhang Qing, verbally persuaded his opponents to surrender.
"Dong'er is not that kind of person..." Guihai Sect Leader shook his head and denied. Although he did not believe this, he was unable to refute and could only bite the bullet and deny the Tianhe Club elder's statement. He also knew that Shachen had made everyone confused about the situation, and that there was a gap in Wang Dong's strength. What the Tianhe Club elder said was not nonsense.
"Hey, that's..." The elder of the Tianhe Association was about to say a few more words of ridicule and let Guihai Sect Master speak with facts. However, he saw Gui Sihai walking down the stand and not even taking a few steps. The long stick in his hand suddenly broke off. One section fell straight to the ground.
After Gui Sihai noticed this situation, he shouted angrily at Wang Dong on the ring with a face full of annoyance: "Are you going to be so cruel? He beat me into the sand with one knife and ruined me. Weapons, what kind of martial ethics..."
Wang Dong's mouth twitched when he heard this. He didn't expect that the three consecutive knives combined with the Xinyi quadruple sword would burst out with such amazing power. After he blocked Gui Sihai's Ten Thousand Flower Stick, he took advantage of the wind and sand to dance, He used three swords in a row without hesitation, but unexpectedly ended the battle with one blow, and this was the scene that happened next.
Gui Sihai's voice was loud, and his words directly reached the ears of Guihai Sect Leader and other elders in the grandstand. This made everyone's expressions change. According to Gui Sihai's words, Wang Dong not only defeated him, but also His weapon was destroyed, and to do all this, Wang Dong only used one sword!
Everyone couldn't believe their ears, but the long stick split in two in Gui Sihai's hand seemed to silently prove this fact to them.
"As expected of Tianlin's bloodline!" The expression on Guihai Sect Leader's face relaxed. He turned to look at the Tianhe Guild elder who had just mocked him. He saw the other party smiled apologetically at him, and said with a somewhat embarrassed expression. Sorry.
Not long after Wang Dong's game came to an end, the Raptors unsurprisingly stood out in the resurrection game and qualified for the competition again. As the resurrection game ended, four more of the ten stone slabs next to the ring exploded, and the final The number of people who can advance is locked at six.
(End of chapter)