C356 Cry by beating

That was Rank 5 Divine Weapon, even if he did not use any vitality, he could still shatter a thousand pound stone with a single slash. The degree of toughness was definitely not ordinary, one could see how terrifying the power behind Feng Xiaokui's grip was, upon breaking the sword, Ling Yu felt a chill in his heart, and immediately after, he anxiously took a step forward, his figure flashed, instantly releasing a palm strike that once again flew towards Feng Xiaokui.

In addition to the increase in vitality of the Martial Soul, it was comparable to the full strength attack of someone at the peak of the seventh stage of the Heaven Martial Stage. Furthermore, when Feng Xiaokui's footing was still unstable, as long as this palm attack was imprinted onto him, it would also be able to cause fatal harm to the other party. Of course, this was only Ling Yu's own idea.

Feng Xiaokui's hand was bleeding, seeing Ling Yu who was rushing towards him, a look of disdain flashed past his eyes, "Uncle, wasn't it just f * cking teasing you? Do you have to put me to death? " Immediately after, the Elemental Prefecture throbbed as well, and a wave of destructive power spread out from the arm. Immediately, Ling Yu felt his arm go numb, then immediately after, he felt an invisible gas flowing from his hand, straight into his body.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

In that moment, Ling Yu felt that all the meridians and organs of his body, as if they were going to be displaced, and he was in extreme pain. The power of his palm, all the vitality in his body, was instantly dispersed by Feng Xiaokui's palm strike, and with a loud bang, Ling Yu's body fell from the sky, followed with a loud bang, as he smashed onto the stage.

Puff!

Ling Yu spat out a mouthful of blood, and just as he was about to get up, Feng Xiaokui's figure flashed and stepped on his chest, following that, he held the golden blade and pressed it against Ling Yu's chest, "Killing without a word, I say uncle, you are too brutal, what do we do now, do you think I should kill you or not?"

Ling Yu was immediately drenched in cold sweat and his face was pale white. Looking at Feng Xiaokui, his eyes were filled with fear, "Don't … Don't kill me, I admit defeat. "

"Admit defeat?" How are you going to admit defeat? Our rule is that you will only lose if you step out of the battle. "Also, like I said, I'm going to beat you up and cry for you. You haven't cried yet, how can you?" Feng Xiaokui's mouth formed a faint arc, and said.

When Ling Yu heard this, his pale face actually flushed slightly red. He looked extremely awkward and embarrassed, but between life and death, he would definitely make a choice no matter how he chose. However, it was really difficult to make a dignified first ranked genius like him cry in front of everyone, but if he did not cry, he really could not see through Feng Xiaokui. Furthermore, he had just wanted to kill Feng Xiaokui.

At this moment, even the Great Elder of the Sacred Martial Stage was frowning. If not for Chu Tianchen, this Ling Yu would have been the leader of their Sacred Martial Stage, but now, he was being stepped on, without even the chance to admit defeat. Furthermore, this person was only the seventh of the eight great young masters, then what kind of sh * t were the first six, was everyone comparable to Ninth Level?

It was really unimaginable.

"I admire people like you who would rather die than submit. Goodbye." Feng Xiaokui saw that Ling Yu did not speak, and a smile flashed across his eyes as he said that.

Just as he was holding onto the golden blade and was about to use more strength, tears instantly shot out from the corner of Ling Yu's eyes. Don't kill me. " Ling Yu said while crying. F * ck, in the face of death, he could do anything to force a person into a corner.

The so-called dignity, in the face of death, was truly worthless. Who the hell said they were not afraid of death? That was absolutely posturing, or else it was because they did not want to live anymore.

Seeing Ling Yu's tears, Feng Xiaokui anxiously retracted his golden blade, and laughed, then immediately extended his hand out to pull Ling Yu up, "Cough cough, this uncle is actually crying, I was just playing a joke on you, and you took it seriously?"

Suddenly, a hundred thousand of thoughts rushed through Ling Yu's mind. Even if he was joking around, Ling Yu did not want to take his life as a joke. As the saying goes, a gentleman takes revenge; ten years is not too late. As long as he is alive, he will have the chance.

Ling Yu did not reply. Staying here was just a joke, he coldly looked at Chu Tianchen, and then, looking at Bai Luoxi, he took out a pill and swallowed it. Then, he suddenly rose and flew into the distance, who knows where he was headed to.

"You can't even make a joke. How boring." Feng Xiaokui added as he watched Ling Yu's leaving figure.

This caused people to feel that they couldn't watch any longer, thinking to themselves, 'Are you f * cking joking with me?'

After Ling Yu took the initiative to withdraw, his name was naturally ranked 17th, while Chen Xin Di was ranked 16th. But for Ling Yu, there was no meaning in ranking, and not just him, anyone who was ranked tenth or below, would have no meaning.

At this time, the only ones with a fixed ranking were Mo Yuchen and the Eight Young Masters, as well as Chu Tianchen, Ling'er, Liu Mubai, and the fourteen people wearing black robes. Amongst the fourteen people, Ling'er was ranked fourteenth, so Ling'er would be the one to challenge the next round.

Ling'er looked at the thirteen people, Lin Xiaojie, Liu Mubai and her brother, of course she would not challenge them, and since the black robed man had helped Chu Tianchen before, she did not want to challenge him either, which was purely a little girl's mentality, so her gaze landed on the eight noble young masters, in the end, she focused on the ninth and eighth place young masters of the eight great young masters, Shen Jialin. This person was nineteen years old, and at the peak of the Heaven Martial Stage, and was the eldest young master of the Shen Family, one of the eight great clans of the Holy City.

After all, in order to be ranked in the top four of the Eight Young Masters, in addition to the top four, the strength of the last four were actually pretty much the same. This ranking also depended on strength, age, and talent, and it was actually about the same for his and Feng Xiaokui's fighting strength.