C40 Contest

Seeing Zhao Mingzhe and Zhao Meng at loggerheads, Liu Xu's face turned white, his eyes revealing a look of awkwardness. Liu Xu thought to himself, Zhao Meng would soon become his brother-in-law, and Zhao Mingzhe had also saved his life before, what should he do now?

Zhao Mingzhe did not know what Liu Xu was thinking about, but the expression on his face was still calm, but his eyes seemed to be ignited with blazing flames, and his aura started to soar.

Zhao Meng looked at Zhao Mingzhe, curled his lips, and disdainfully said:

"No matter how fast my improvement is, I will at most reach the first level of the Elemental Gathering …"

Before he finished speaking, Zhao Meng felt that Zhao Mingzhe's aura was still soaring. For a moment, Zhao Meng's face was slightly gloomy.

"Yes, you have actually reached the second level of the Elemental Gathering. No, you have reached the third level!"

At this moment, the longsword in Zhao Mingzhe's hand had already reached its peak state, without holding back. In his impression, Zhao Meng's strength was slightly stronger than Zhao Wenwu's. He should be at the sixth level of the Origin Convergence Stage.

Zhao Mingzhe felt that his strength was not as strong as Zhao Meng's in the first place. If he still wanted to hold back, then it would be asking for trouble!

The expression on Zhao Meng's face changed, and returned to his cold and composed appearance.

"It looks like my choice was right. Leaving you alive will bring me endless trouble in the future. "What a pity, no matter how fast you level up, the gap between your strength at the third step is so huge that you can't even imagine it …"

"So much nonsense. It's just a battle of life and death."

With that said, Zhao Mingzhe stepped forward, his leg producing a sharp sound. In the next moment, Zhao Mingzhe breathed out and took the initiative to rush towards Zhao Meng.

"Clang clang". With two sounds, Zhao Mingzhe's long sword and Zhao Meng's long blade raised at the same time.

Zhao Meng bellowed: "Air Piercing Blade Art!"

A huge curtain of blades appeared, and quickly swept towards Zhao Mingzhe, the wind brought by the long blade, felt as though it could cut through the air!

A bright light flashed in his eyes as the vitality in Zhao Mingzhe's body circulated. Relying on the location where he sensed it from, his body instantly made a turn. At the same time, his wrist flipped and the longsword stabbed out twice in the air, forming a cross.

With a "dang" sound, the blade and sword collided, and sparks flew in all directions!

Zhao Mingzhe felt the huge force approaching him, and the sword in his hand almost flew out of his hands. In the next moment, Zhao Mingzhe stopped his attack, turned his body again, and thrusted out two more times.

Just as Zhao Meng was about to use his hands to block it, he made another turn. The longsword then changed its position and counterattacked towards Zhao Meng.

For a moment, Zhao Mingzhe borrowed the Floating Willow Body Art, his feet did not stop moving, and continuously changed his position and the direction of the sword's attack. In a few breaths, Zhao Mingzhe had already thrusted out no less than twenty times.

However, other than the first clash between the long sword and the long blade, the rest of the time, it was because Zhao Mingzhe was fast enough, so the two weapons did not even meet.

Zhao Mingzhe's body continuously turned, to the point that even Liu Xu, who was watching the battle, felt dazzled. Liu Xu could not help but think that if he was the one facing Zhao Mingzhe right now, he would have been defeated a long time ago.

However, Zhao Meng's strength was much stronger than Zhao Mingzhe's, not just at the first or second stage, his defense was very calm and unhurried.

After a few more moves, Zhao Meng coldly laughed, and opened his mouth to shout:

"Do you want to keep attacking? "Have you forgotten that there is a saying on the path of cultivation: 'one strength is enough to defeat ten contestants!'"

With that said, Zhao Meng suddenly roared out, the blade in his hand did not follow Zhao Mingzhe's passively changing direction, but rather hacked towards Zhao Mingzhe with extreme speed.

The long blade screamed through the air, and its speed was more than twice that of Zhao Mingzhe's.

At this time, Zhao Mingzhe could only dodge, the attacks that he had received were instantly all gone. Zhao Meng shouted explosively nonstop, and as his blade became tighter and tighter, Zhao Mingzhe was forced to enter a state of full defense.

Liu Xu, who was standing at the side, felt her heart thumping. It seemed that every slash from Zhao Meng could cut Zhao Mingzhe, but luckily for her, she was able to dodge every single one of his strikes in the nick of time.

Only, in the beginning, Zhao Mingzhe was able to retaliate three or four times out of ten moves. Gradually, it became difficult for Zhao Mingzhe to even retaliate one move.

From Liu Xu's point of view, if Zhao Meng continued to attack, Zhao Mingzhe's defeat would only be a matter of time.

However, in the battle, Zhao Meng's face was growing darker and darker. In Zhao Meng's mind, the difference in strength of the third stage was like a chasm, he could defeat Zhao Mingzhe within minutes.

But right now, every time it seemed like he was going to defeat Zhao Mingzhe, it was this brat who avoided danger.

After a while, under the intense sounds of the long blade, Zhao Mingzhe could only defend at full strength, but he was still unable to defeat Zhao Mingzhe.

At this time, the sounds of footsteps could be heard, and Zhao Mingzhe and Zhao Meng, who were in the midst of fighting, did not have the time to care who arrived.

When Liu Xu saw Zhao Mingzhe holding onto Zhao Mingzhe's light blue long spear, his heart filled with joy. Originally, Zhao Mingzhe's strength was slightly lower than Zhao Meng's. Furthermore, the longsword was an agile weapon, if he had a long spear to help, Zhao Mingzhe's situation would probably be better.

Liu Xu looked at Wu Xiaowu who was staring at his blankly, and signaled for him to throw the spear over to Zhao Mingzhe. Just that, the usually clever Wu Xiaowu seemed to have gone dumb, only looking at Liu Xu with a complicated expression, no one knew what he was thinking.

Anxious, Liu Xu could not care about offending her future brother-in-law anymore, and she proudly shouted:

"Zhao Mingzhe, take this spear!"

As she spoke, Liu Xu reached out to grab the long spear in Wu Xiaowu's hands. Unexpectedly, the long spear was held tightly by Wu Xiaowu, and wasn't even taken over.

"What are you thinking about? Let go of me!"

Hearing Liu Xu's words, the power in Wu Xiaowu's hands became even stronger, and his face became a little twisted as he said to Liu Xu:

"So, all of this is real!"

Liu Xu was startled, she did not understand what Wu Xiaowu meant. At this time, Zhao Meng's violent shout suddenly resounded:

"Die!"

In the middle of the air, more than ten blade shadows appeared. Liu Xu glanced at them, not even realizing which one was the real blade!

Liu Xu's heart immediately jumped to her chest, she did not care anymore about snatching the pike from Wu Xiaowu's hands, and anxiously looked ahead.

Zhao Mingzhe looked at the cold blade image and gritted his teeth, but instead closed his eyes.

's mind suddenly became clear, he could vaguely sense the position of the blade itself, the other blade images were just illusions!

In the next moment, Zhao Mingzhe suddenly took a step forward. In the eyes of Liu Xu and Wu Xiaowu, the look of Zhao Mingzhe, was as though he was risking his life to meet the blade curtain.

However, the two of them then saw that in the direction that Zhao Mingzhe was walking in, the blade image did not turn into the blade itself. In other words, Zhao Mingzhe's judgement just now was extremely accurate.

Zhao Meng's face darkened, with a flip of his wrist, the originally vertical slash suddenly turned into a slash, aimed straight at Zhao Mingzhe's waist!

Only, with the strength of a step just now, Zhao Mingzhe had already rushed in front of Zhao Meng.

"F * ck off!"

Zhao Mingzhe turned over his wrist, turned the sword and thrusted towards his abdomen.

"We're on our way, Human and Ghost!"

Liu Xu screamed out in shock, trying her best to rush to where the two were fighting. In Liu Xu's opinion, Zhao Meng's long blade would definitely hit Zhao Mingzhe first.

Once the blade strikes first, Zhao Mingzhe's last strike would be completely useless. The only result left would be death …