Chapter 242 The Knife Is the World, Final Hit.

"Dum dum..." A few loud bangs that came out when the knife touched the stick.

"Boom..." The roar of the mace sounded when it fell to the ground.

Everyone saw the sawdust fluttering, and heard a thunderous roar.

One second...five seconds...ten seconds...twenty seconds...

Finally, the sawdust fell to the ground, and the roaring sound gradually disappeared.

Everyone stared at the people in the arena. They wanted to know who won and who lost.

The Fat Leopard was on the ground. his chest was undulating, his mouth was wide and gasping, and his blood was criss-crossing, especially the blood on his shoulders flowing down. He had already dyed his half body and looked shocked.

Nie Jingshan's Devil Blade was in his hand, the knife tip was on the ground, his face was pale, his mouth had a trace of blood, and huge sweat beads covered his forehead. His chest was heaving, and gasped heavily.

On the surface, it seemed that the Fat Leopard, who was stronger, had defeated with the obvious blood all over him. It seemed that he was defeated. But how could he lose? He was at the peak of Inner Stage, how could he be defeated by a man in the peak of Beginning Stage?

Others couldn’t see the clues. Long Taibai was very clear. Nie Jingshan's knives and martial skill were very powerful. If he were a little stronger, Fat Leopard would die under his knife.

From the stage, Fat Leopard was stronger than Nie Jingshan, but from the martial skill and weapons, Nie Jingshan was stronger than Fat Leopard.

If Fat Leopard’s left arm were not scrapped beforehand, maybe he could have killed Nie Jingshan with the advantage of his stage. Unfortunately, there was no such thing. Now, not to mention five minutes, even giving him fifty minutes, he might not be able to kill Nie Jingshan.

And as time went by, the situation would become more and more unfavorable for Fat Leopard, because his wounds had been bleeding, and the wounds that had already stopped bleeding were attacked by his violent force, the wounds were touched, and the blood was flowing more vigorously than before. It was limited. If he ran out of blood, even didn’t need to fight with people, he could die by himself.

Of course, now, whether others could see the clues or it was not important. What was important was that at this moment, the battle on the stage had become a foregone conclusion. It was not important to win or lose. If there must be a winner, then it must be Nie Jingshan, because he had passed the five minutes, and Fat Leopard had no chance even if he could fight. He only had five minutes, and now he could only die.

Those people stared at Fat Leopard to see if he would really kill himself.

Fat Leopard raised his blushing eyes and looked at the stands. He could feel all the people staring at him, waiting for his action.

People who had the chance to live would not want to die, especially for Martial Cultivators. Although the world of Martial Cultivators was full of killings, they were the most afraid of death. Because who could cultivate into a Martial Cultivator? It was not easy to cultivate to the peak of Inner Stage, they had suffered so many hardships, now they were dead so easily, no one was reconciled. The bitterness of the past had been in vain.

If this was the case, it was better to be an ordinary person, to enjoy the beautiful world, and to die living a hundred years.

His gaze evaded the eyes of everyone, slowly moved to the grandstand of the Dragon Group, and finally fell on the body of Long Taibai.

Long Taibai’s pale face was cold and looked like a dead face. Even if he felt Fat Leopard looking at him, he was still cold. If there was any emotion, it was disappointment and disgust in his eyes. Fat Leopard was already a useless dead person.

Fat Leopard understood the meaning of Long Taibai. He smiled awkwardly and turned his head to look at Nie Jingshan who was at his opposite side.

Nie Jingshan was also looking at him at this time, and grabbed the Devil Blade in his hand. There was a fire in his heart to burst out. He wanted to beat Fat Leopard in the right way, instead of letting him kill himself.

As a soldier, if you wanted to win, you must win with righteousness and let others be convinced. Therefore, he had been brewing this last blow, no matter whether the attack was successful or not, he would try it.

Fat Leopard might know that he had no way to live today, staring at Nie Jingshan’s gaze, and biting his teeth,“Even if I die, I have to die with you, ah... Let’s die together!" In the scream of madness, the obese body rushed up with a mace.

"It's good!" Nie Jingshan did not retreat, but also screamed in his mouth. "The first step of Mad Knife, Knife Is Roaring."

The fierce broadsword rolled up the violent hurricane, and the waist screamed toward the rushing Fat Leopard. The speed was as fast as lightning, and the knife was arrogant.

Fat Leopard faced such a powerful attack, holding a mace in one hand and swept across the Devil Blade.

“Dum!”

Flames splashed again and the mace was cut off again by a few burrs. Both of them were numb in their arms, but the knife that Nie Jingshan had accumulated for a long time did not stop because of hand numbness.

"The second step, Three Consecutive Kills!"

This move was a trick, a trick could make even three kills, each kill was as fast as lightning, one went, three moved like the same move, one move made three strokes.

In the face of such a fierce and powerful knife attack, the one-handed opponent Fat Leopard, fortunately being several levels higher than Nie Jingshan, still resisted in times of crisis.

The sound of "Dum" sounded in a row, and flames were more and more violent.

This time, Fat Leopard was forced to retreat again and again. His single hand had already had the feeling of losing consciousness. The body also had signs of physical exhaustion due to excessive bleeding.

The mace was a powerful weapon. It took a lot of efforts to master, not to mention that he was still injured, and one-handed, he also needed to resist such a fierce attack. He could resist till now, it was already very powerful, but unfortunately, he was destined to die today as his ending.

"The third step, The Knife Is The World!"

This was the last move of Nie Jingshan, and it was also the most fierce one. His whole person rose to the sky, the huge sword was lifted high, the big knife was filled with the internal force of his whole body, with the momentum of destruction, crashing from the sky.

Knife, the tyrant among weapons.

The Knife Is The World, how fierce it was, and how magnificent the way it swallowed the world was.

When the knife fell, the sky above the head of Fat Leopard was like a tear that was torn apart. The surrounding air was rolled up in a turbulent stream, and the wind whistled and killed.

The knife had not arrived, and the murderous air had swallowed up the small figure below.

Fat Leopard also knew the madness of this trick. His hair and clothes were blown up by the hurricane that was rolled up over the air.

Just to die like this?

No, he wanted to resist, he wanted to live!

“Ah!”

The sky roared, the air rolling, and the mace was lifted high, and it slammed into the knife of the mad tyrant.

"Bang!"

This was not the sound of the knife and the mace colliding, and this was the sound of the mace breaking.

The tyrant smashed the mace, and the sharp blade plunged into the huge head with an imposing momentum, then slammed it out from the chest, blood splashing, and sprinkled a striking blood line on the ground.

At the scene, the people fell into silence, quiet, and quiet.

The people in the grandstand seemed to have been shocked. They stared at the scene that had just happened on the arena. The highly lifted knife and the arrogant blood made them unable to calm down for a long time.

They hadn’t seen such a shock, such a bloody battle.

Not knowing how long it took, with the sound, “dum”, the silence was broken, and then the huge body of Fat Leopard fell heavily on the ground, the body fat fluttered twice when it fell to the ground.

What made people scared was when he falls down the ground, the head slams opened, the blood in his brain was smashing, the red and white things were coming out together, some timid people were immediately scared and screamed and blindfolded.

So horrible.

Was this the killing between Martial Cultivators?

If there was still a man who was not scared and shocked but excited, it was Li Zhanwu.

Victory, the first victory, and the weak one won with this madness and domineering, the Sky Group, this battle must be famous, the reputation completely overshadowed the so-called Dragon Group.

The Sky Group would step on the body of the Dragon Group, and would start their own reputation and win their prestige.

In contrast, Qin Hao was calm and indifferent, as if Nie Jingshan could win this battle as he should be.

The people on the side of the Dragon Group were all depressed on the face. When looking at the side of the group, the eyes transmit no anger and resentment without any cover.

Some people looked at the body of Fat Leopard on the stage even wanted to kill him again, because he completely dumped the face of the Dragon Group.

If he killed himself at that time, at least Fat Leopard was not killed by the people of the Sky Group. He did not die in the hands of the Sky Group.

But now, he not only died in the hands of the Sky Group, but also let the Sky Group kill him with such a shocking means, thus shocking the audience and fulfilling the reputation of the Sky Group.

After the scene was shocked for a while, someone went to the stage to lift the body of Fat Leopard, and the host also announced on the stage.

"The first battle, the Sky Group won."

"Here, I repeat, I hope that everyone does not accidentally hurt others... which a person will be sent next to accept the Sky Group’s challenge, we will wait and see."

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With this announcement, the audience who had just relieved looked at the Dragon Group and the Sky Group again.

The Dragon Group would send out who to meet the challenge, and the Sky Group would send out which one to the challenge.

On the side of the Sky group, Nie Jingshan dragged the knife back to Qin Hao and Li Zhanwu. "General, instructor, I, I won!"

Words done, "bang", Nie Jingshan fell to the stands with the crowd’s exclaiming.

Qin Hao hurriedly held Nie Jingshan's body, and the people behind him stepped forward to help him and put him back in his seat.

Qin Hao first gave him a piece of medicine, and then injected a trace of Spirit Strength into his body, while saying, "Jingshan, I gave you a piece of medicine, absorb it, and comprehend this battle, you will be benefited a lot." Finishing this, he told a few people behind, "Take care of him."

"Yes, instructor."

Nie Jingshan had become a hero in their eyes at this time. They believed that after this war ended, Nie Jingshan must become the pride of the Sky Group and become a model among the soldiers. He would receive glory.

As soldiers, the glory was what they longed for, so they were also eager for a battle, and the blood had already boiled in their chests.

"Jingshan, excellent, you are our hero." Li Zhanwu did not forget to inspire him. His voice was very excited, the mood was even more excited. "Have a good rest. You listen, the following battle you should learn from Jingshan, be a hero, don't be a coward, my soldier can only be a hero!"

"Yes, general."

Qin Hao glanced at Li Zhanwu, what did it mean your soldiers can only be heroes? You had so many soldiers, and I did not believe that they all were heroes. Besides, these soldiers were trained by me.

"Dragon Group, Xiang Yun, which one of you come up to die!"

On the stage, a person in the Dragon Group who seemed to be in his thirties plundered the arena. It was still in a kind of arrogant tone. When he came out, he yelled and let others go to hell. He completely ignored which side of the person died on the stage.

"I am going to fight him!" This time, Bald Head couldn’t wait to come to fight on the stage.

"No, let me go, he is powerful." Liu Yan stepped forward.