511: C511 Everyone Wins

C511 Everyone Wins

Another ring.

A man in black holding a long sword also fell into a predicament, surrounded by danger. His opponent was also a Consolidated Stage expert. Apart from that, his opponent was also a race that specialized in fire-type abilities. Each of his attacks was filled with explosive power.

For a moment, Huo Xing was at a disadvantage!

Boom!

A terrifying flame exploded in the void, and a black shadow was blown away.

"Brat, surrender obediently, perhaps I can spare your life!"

The terrifying flame dissipated, and a three meter tall red-haired man locked his eyes on Huo Xing, and spoke with a thunderous voice.

Unlike the ordinary people of the Fire Spirit Clan, this burly man's height had exceeded the standards of the Fire Spirit Clan. He was a race called the Fire Giant Race.

There was no Immortal Patriarch in the Fire Giant Race, so normally speaking... The status of the Fire Giant Race was relatively low in the Saint Realm. They would often be bullied by other clans, and they would seek the protection of the Immortal Patriarch. It was the choice of most of them.

If that wasn't the case, perhaps there wouldn't be any Fire Giants that would participate in this kind of human race competition.

Most of the races that came to participate in the human race competition didn't have any Immortal Patriarch behind them. The reason they came here was none other than to seek the protection of the Human Race's Trade Alliance.

"If you want me to surrender, we'll have to see if you have the strength to do so."

Huo Xing said coldly.

As soon as he finished speaking, he swung the sword in his hand horizontally, and his figure flew out like a bolt of lightning. He waved his sword repeatedly in the void, and numerous dazzling sword flowers condensed, turning into a terrifying energy that blasted towards his opponent.

"Humph! You would rather die than be stubborn. Little devil, you asked for this. Then, you can't blame me for this!"

The red-haired big man's entire body turned into a thick human-shaped fire and rushed out.

He stretched out his thick, thigh like arm, and fiercely swung it at the two sword flowers that were flying in front of him.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The sword lights exploded under his terrifying flames.

Not long after, the sword flowers were all destroyed. The human-shaped flames rushed towards Huo Xing at high speed. In the blink of an eye, they had arrived in front of Huo Xing.

Not good!

Huo Xing's pupils shrank slightly, and he quickly reacted. He instinctively swung the sword in his hand.

His opponent's realm, speed, reaction, energy... and all other aspects were higher than his. He was completely suppressed by his opponent now.

Boom!

A flaming palm print appeared out of thin air and collided with his sword light, exploding on the spot.

Huo Xing was hit by the impact of the energy, causing his blood and Qi to churn. His tiger's mouth cracked, and blood flowed out. The sword in his hand almost slipped out of his hand.

"I'm not his match. If I want to win, I have to use that skill..."

Huo Xing retreated as he fought, and his expression became more and more serious.

The strength of a Consolidated Stage was far beyond his imagination. With his current strength, he was no match for him. If he wanted to defeat his opponent, he had to take him by surprise.

"I absolutely can't fall here!"

Huo Xing's expression was cold, and his eyes sparkled.

Although he did not speak much, he still had a strong competitive spirit. He and Hsiao Haifeng had both placed their bets on the top one hundred places. If he could not even pass the first elimination round, then he would not have the face to go back and meet others.

"We have to win this round no matter what!"

Huo Xing held his long sword and waved it in the air. Terrifying sword Qi wreaked havoc in the void, continuously slashing at the three meter tall human-shaped flame.

However, his opponent was much stronger than him. Even if it was a head-on battle, he would still be at a disadvantage.

The opponent's flame had explosive power. Every flame that struck him would cause his sword Qi to explode on the spot. Because of this, he had been injured many times by the opponent.

"Just a bit more!"

Huo Xing's eyes flashed slightly, and he gritted his teeth as he continuously retreated.

The current situation looked like he was at a disadvantage. His body was constantly sent flying by the explosion of the opponent's energy. In fact, he was removing the impact of the aftershock to gather his own strength.

After that attack, if he still could not defeat his opponent, then he could only give up.

"Brat, don't run anymore! I'm tired of this chasing game!"

The burly man's rough voice came from the human-shaped flames, loud and clear like a drum.

As his voice fell, a strange energy wave with him as the center spread out in all directions. The surrounding space and time were greatly affected, and the flow of time became incomparably slow at this moment.

Time stagnated!

"Now!"

Huo Xing's eyes flashed, and he immediately used the power of time to defend himself. At the same time, he waved his sword, and sword light flashed like a ray of light.

Although he could only defend against the opponent for a split second, he would most likely be defeated by the opponent in the next second. However, this was the moment he was going to fight.

If he didn't succeed, he would die!

If this continued, if he did not put his life on the line, the person who would be defeated in the end would definitely be him.

There was no doubt about it!

After all, there was a difference of one cultivation level between him and his opponent.

Weng!

A strange and obscure energy wave with Huo Xing as the center swept out in all directions. Countless sword beams appeared in the void. Each sword beam was filled with incomparably dense sword energy. Any Half Step to Ruler who came into contact with it would either die or be injured. It was an extremely powerful attack.

"Chi! Little devil, I thought you were going to do something, but it turns out to be this attack again!"

The human-shaped flame was slightly stunned by the imposing manner, and then it let out a disdainful laugh.

Previously, he had encountered this move that the other party had used, saying that it was the Myriad Returning Swords. At that time, he had really been shocked by his opponent, but in the end, he discovered that... Its power was at most at the Consolidated Stage level.

"Hehe, little devil, it seems like you are at your wit's end! Since you're so persistent, I'll send you on your last journey today!"

The burly man's voice came from within the flames, and the humanoid flaming arm suddenly slapped forward.

Boom!

A terrifying explosion erupted in the void. A scorching hot palm print that was several times bigger than the previous one broke through the void and flew towards Huo Xing like an arrow.

"No! You have underestimated me!"

However, at this moment, the corner of Huo Xing's cold lips curved up.

"One with the Sword!"

He shouted in a low voice, and his body suddenly burst out with a bright light. His entire body was vibrating at a special frequency.

Xiu! Xiu! Xiu!

The countless sword lights in the void seemed to be guided by something. They flew towards Huo Xing and merged with his body.

His Qi ascended in several forms, and the light became brighter and brighter!

Swoosh!

Finally, Huo Xing turned into a dazzling human-shaped sword, and flew out from the ground.

In the blink of an eye, he disappeared without a trace.

Bang!

That enormous flame was no match for it. In an instant, a large hole was pierced through by that sharp sword light. With a poof, that human-shaped sword light directly passed through that human-shaped flame.

It was like a sword directly penetrated a person's voice.

"This... How is this possible?"

The man in the flames let out a weak, disbelieving voice.

His aura was somewhat out of breath. It seemed that he still had the strength to speak. In fact, he had just been pierced through by the sword beam. His body had already suffered an incomparably serious injury, and he was unable to continue fighting.

In the end, he had no choice but to use his last bit of spirit energy to activate the numbered token on his body, and leave the arena.

"I was careless, little brat!"

After the other party left, the other party's resentful and unwilling voice still resounded on the arena...

"No! It's you who underestimated me too much!"

Huo Xing coughed lightly and shook his head as he looked at the place where the other party had left. He could not help but smile. "This time, I should not be inferior to Grand Competition and the rest!"

At this time, the token trembled as the ranking changed.

He took it out to take a look and could not help but be stunned.

The number written on the token read: "888."

Three 8s!

He had three 8s on his side, while Hsiao Haifeng had three 9s on his side. He wondered if the two of them would have any expression after knowing each other's ranking.

...

On the other side, in a certain arena.

In front of a black-robed man was a Consolidated Stage opponent. The opponent's body was emitting a putrid smell of aura, and there was a black Qi rolling around his body. Half of his body was a skeleton, and the other half was a human. His appearance was terrifying.

"Half-corpse Clan?"

Yingmei furrowed his brows and looked at the opponent with a disgusted expression.1

He was a noble member of the Shadowless Race. He didn't have much respect for these dark creatures. Instead, he was disgusted by most of them.

Because these races were often killed and lost their nature. They were bloodthirsty. Sometimes, they hoped for nothing but a short time. This was the fundamental difference between them and the Shadowless Race that they liked to plan and attack.

"Hehe... I can feel that you are very strong, to the point that you even make me fear you."

A cruel smile appeared on the Half-corpse Clan's face, and its voice was filled with coldness.

His entire body was trembling. He didn't know whether he was truly afraid or excited.

"Since you're afraid, then withdraw! I don't want to dirty my hands!"

Yingmei said indifferently.

If it wasn't necessary, he didn't want to fight with such a lowly dark race. He could sense from the murderous aura on their bodies that they had killed at least a million people, including the blood of some low grade Martial Cultivator.

They were very sensitive to the smell of blood.

"But, I can no longer suppress my excitement. I'm going to fight you..."

As soon as his voice faded, the Half-corpse Clan turned into a black mist and flew out. With a cruel and ferocious smile on his face, he rushed towards Yingmei.

They were bloodthirsty. Many times, even if they knew that something dangerous was going to happen, they wouldn't be able to control themselves.

Looking at all of this, Yingmei remained unmoved. His facial expression didn't change at all.

In the next second.

Swoosh!

His figure disappeared without a trace. When he reappeared, he was already at the location of the Half-corpse Clan.

Bang!

Behind him, a black shadow fell from the sky and landed on the ground. The aura was gone.

Hiss!

Hao Ran was the Half-corpse Clan from before!

An instant kill, how terrifying!

Yingmei was indeed the most powerful ruler in the Saint Realm.

Buzz!

The token trembled. At this moment, the number on Yingmei's token changed once again. There was a number written on it: "6."

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