C93 Li Xin was completely dumbstruck.

"This brat merely defeated Li Xin with the talisman, what does it matter? I think that piece of talisman was given to him by Wu Mei’er, hmph, he's just a useless little white face! "

Du Mu looked at the distant Ji Haotian and sneered.

"This kid's clothes are in tatters. He must have suffered from an attack from more than one demon beast. I think he has used up all the paper in his hand." He just stood there to scare us! "

"If this kid is powerful, why didn't he just attack and use priceless talisman? I think this kid is just doing nothing! "

While everyone was talking, a young cultivator leaped up onto the martial arena, looking at Ji Haotian with disdain.

His name was Sun Zhuo, and he was usually with Li Xin, so their relationship was not bad.

After seeing Li Xin being defeated by Ji Haotian, he immediately stepped onto the stage.

In his view, the reason why Ji Haotian could defeat Li Xin was entirely because of the talisman that Wu Mei’er had given him. Otherwise, how would he have won so easily? Moreover, this kid's clothes were in tatters. It was obvious that he had been chased by countless demon beasts before the match.

As for Ji Haotian's talisman paper, he naturally thought that it should be the last one.

"Let's try what is called despair!"

Sun Zhuo slowly walked towards Ji Haotian. Before he had even taken a step, the entire martial arena would have followed his footsteps and trembled violently.

Bloodthirsty Palm!

Sun Zhuo suddenly threw out a palm strike, a blood red wind mixed with a terrifying energy wave, attacking towards Ji Haotian.

Ji Haotian looked at Sun Zhuo's incoming palm, and stomped his feet on the ground, his entire body swaying like a floating leaf, barely avoiding Sun Zhuo's attack.

"Look, that kid doesn't have any talisman in his hands. Right now, he's like a stray dog!"

"Yeah, so what if he can escape from Sun Zhuo's attack? He will lose sooner or later!"

"No, I estimate that Ji Haotian will be severely injured by Sun Zhuo in a few tries. At that time, I won't be able to get any points from Ji Haotian."

Everyone looked at Ji Haotian who was about to fall on the stage, and all of them started to panic and discuss.

"Hahaha, all of you below the platform are just trash." Yet you do not even dare to challenge a cultivator who could fall at any time. You are even worse than that trash Ji Haotian. "

Li Xin shot a resentful glance at Ji Haotian, and said.

When Ji Haotian defeated him with a piece of talisman, hatred rose to the skies in his heart. After all, he had lost with too much grievance. He wanted revenge, revenge in a crazed manner!

In his opinion, at this time, the experts on the Heavenly Rankings were being pushed to the ground and were using all sorts of methods to heavily injure Ji Haotian, causing him to suffer unimaginable injuries to be able to vent the hatred in his heart.

After dodging Sun Zhuo's palm, Ji Haotian forcefully coughed out a mouthful of fresh blood, and looked at Li Xin who was below the stage, inciting everyone to challenge him. For some reason, Ji Haotian felt that the current Li Xin was much more pleasing to the eye.

Sun Zhuo looked at the blood on the corner of Ji Haotian's mouth as he sneered in disdain. He believed that as long as he could hit Ji Haotian once, he would lose for sure.

When the many experts of the Heavenly Ranking heard Li Xin's words, they were all enraged. Although they knew that Li Xin was being used as a lance, but in their eyes, Ji Haotian was just a late stage Innate Ranker. Right now, they were only going up to win more points.

After an expert of the Heavenly Rankings went up on stage, the second expert of the Heavenly Rankings went up onto the stage very quickly.

A moment later, a total of fifty experts from the Heavenly Rankings had climbed onto the martial arena.

After the experts of the Heavenly Rankings climbed onto the martial arena, they all used their most powerful martial skills and attacked Ji Haotian.

In their eyes, the matter of heavily injuring Ji Haotian was something that was completely certain to happen. Without the talisman paper, Ji Haotian was just a paper tiger who only knew how to dodge.

Ji Haotian glanced at the stage, a smile appeared on his face, he stepped on the ground and his entire body disappeared like a gust of wind, right in front of Sun Zhuo.

Wind Treading on the Nine Heavens Steps!

In an instant, Ji Haotian's speed increased to the maximum, like a gust of wind, he continuously flashed past the experts on the Heavenly Rankings.

Sword Draw!

Sun Zhuo's eyes widened as if he had seen a ghost. His throat felt as if it was stuck with a fish bone, but it also felt like it had been strangled by a devil.

"This... How was this possible? He's obviously been here just now? "

"Where did that trash Ji Haotian go?"

All the cultivators on the stage looked at the disappearing silhouette as if they had seen a ghost, and muttered to each other.

Before they could say anything more, they suddenly felt a chill on their necks.

"Yes, this coldness is …" "Blood!"

A cultivator standing on top of a martial arena felt a cold sensation on his neck, and couldn't help but gently rub it. At first, he didn't think that it was anything, but afterwards, a sharp pain came from his neck, causing him to completely sober up, as she cried out in alarm.

After this cry of surprise, soft puffing sounds came from the bodies of the Heavenly Rankings students.

"This... How is that possible? "

"Why is there a hole on my neck?"

The cultivators on the martial arena all looked at the blood on their hands, shocked at the figure in the distance.

They knew they had lost! Moreover, he had been utterly defeated without any suspense.

Their opponent's speed had already surpassed their expectations. And how did he do it just now?

In the blink of an eye, he had defeated them all! If it wasn't for their personal experience, they would have suspected that the blood flowing from his neck was just an illusion.

"Elder Luo, can you determine the win or loss?"

Ji Haotian smiled slightly and said.

"Of course. "Of course."

Luo Songtang looked at the silhouette that appeared in the distance and was inexplicably shocked. The speed of Ji Haotian's blade earlier was too fast, even he could see a blurry figure flash past the students on the Heavenly Rankings.

"Phew …" Ji Haotian won. If the students lose, remember to transfer the points to Ji Haotian. " Elder Luo slowly let out a breath and suppressed the shock in his heart as he spoke.

"Elder Luo, aren't you saying these words a little too early?"

Du Mu smiled faintly.