69: C69 Instant Defeat!

C69 Instant Defeat!

The Power of Fate Soul passed the staff, and immediately shot out.

"Whiz!"

With a sharp piercing sound, the Power of Fate Soul arrived in front of the participant.

"Break for me!" The participant bellowed, the blade in his hand suddenly swinging down.

Boom!

The Power of Fate Soul collided, and a loud sound echoed.

The contestant immediately felt his hands go numb. The fear in his eyes could not be concealed.

Thump thump thump!

The contestant retreated three steps before stabilizing himself.

He knew there was a gap between him and Ling Xiao, but he never expected the gap to be so huge.

So much that he felt despair in his heart and had no confidence in winning.

"Whiz!"

When the student heard this sound, he immediately came back to his senses.

Just as he looked up, Ling Xiao had already swung out the staff in his hand!

"How can he be so fast?" This contestant was shocked. He held his broadsword horizontally in front of his body, wanting to block Ling Xiao's pole.

However, very soon, he was lost again. The long rod that was originally rapidly approaching him suddenly accelerated at this moment and changed directions at lightning speed.

Boom!

The staff struck the contestant's shoulder, and an indescribable pain spread throughout his limbs and bones.

Subsequently, he was sent flying across the air, flying ten meters away before heavily crashing into the ground!

Puff!

As he spat out a mouthful of blood, his vision went dark and he fainted.

Ling Xiao put away his Basic Alloy Staff. There was no sadness or joy on his face, nor any emotion on his face. It was as if he had just done a trivial thing.

All of this happened in a split-second. From start to finish, it only took 2 seconds for the outcome of the two attacks to be decided.

The entire arena was silent. All of the spectators felt as if their vision blurred. Then, they saw that Ling Xiao was the only one left on the stage.

Seeing that the host didn't say anything for a long time, Ling Xiao directly said, "The host can announce the result now, right?"

Only then did the host wake up from his stupor, "The first winner of the arena battle, Ling Xiao!"

Boom!

The moment the host finished his sentence, the entire competition arena erupted into a cacophony of discussions.

"Holy shit!" The victor was decided so quickly? "

"Ling Xiao isn't joking around today?"

"I finally know that Ling Xiao was not decent in the past, because when he became serious, we lost our ticket purchases!"0

"The serious Ling Xiao is so cool that it explodes."

"…"

Ling Xiao looked towards Wang Ming, who was also looking at him.

Ling Xiao grinned and pointed the long rod in his hand in his direction.

This action seemed to be saying: "Wang Ming, you are next!"

The stadium boiled once again because of Ling Xiao, but this time it was because of Ling Xiao's threatening actions.

"Who do you think will enter the 50th rank between Ling Xiao and Wang Ming?"

"Who knows? But the battle between the two must have been very good!"

"Definitely. For the qualification tournament, the two strongest contestants will use all their methods."

"Now that you've said it like that, I'm looking forward to it even more!"

"…"

On the stage, Ling Xiao turned around and walked off the stage without the slightest hesitation.

Three minutes later, Wang Ming went up on stage. After firing his gun, the match began.

Wang Ming was extremely confident since he did not bring any weapons.

He let out a cold laugh as his Fate Soul appeared above his head, flashing with a faint light.

Wang Ming pushed his right hand forward with his palm, and a huge palm formed entirely from Power of Fate Soul appeared!

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