In this situation, people like Longke who have experienced many battles can't help but feel heartbroken and even want to stop early.

Qin Cheng was able to walk to the present with unprecedented pressure and calmly with an extremely calm game. Almost every game was crushed and instantly killed, which has amazed and impressed many monks.

But it is obvious that Baiyue is not an ordinary strong man. He keenly grasped the only flaw in Qin Cheng's calmness, and it cannot even be called a flaw.

Then, using this gap, a larger hole was torn open.

"No wonder Baiyue was the youngest tribulation realm in Jiuzhou Lu, even surpassing Ying Bufan..." Some monk sighed.

"Fellow Taoist silences, who knows if there are any Longzhou monks around?"

"So what if there is? Who doesn't know that in order to use all the resources of the Star Palace to cultivate Ying Bufan, the Lord Ying Palace suppressed Baiyue for no reason, which eventually led to Baiyue falling here."

A monk obviously was not afraid of these things and sneered.

"Otherwise, with Baiyue's strength, how could Ying Bufan have already broken through the second decline? He is still only half a step in his cultivation. Could it be that Longzhou is powerful and the truth cannot be told?"

"Actually, Baiyue is indeed worthy of sympathy, but I admire the Kyushu Sword God, and two can only live one."

Many monks looked quite regretful.

When Baiyue comes to power, he will definitely do whatever he wants, and Qin Cheng once said that he will kill everyone who comes to power.

Two peerless geniuses are destined to fall on the bloody arena.

Thorn!

Just as Master Dao Chih-sama guessed, Qin Cheng was dodging, a corner of his clothes was swept by the sword energy, flying up like the wind swept the fallen leaves.

Baiyue's expression became more and more ostentatious, and the long black sword was like thousands of butterflies flying, constantly attacking Qincheng.

"Now, where else can you go?"

Before he knew it, Qin Cheng had been forced into the corner of the arena by Baiyue.

The Baiyue fighting spirit is extremely strong.

The long black sword sealed the retreat route of Qincheng, and then the blade slashed hard towards Qincheng's arm.

Like before, the Yueyang sword in Qin Cheng's hand also swept across Baiyue's chest, but Baiyue had no scruples.

puff!

But what surprised Baiyue next was that although Qin Cheng did not put away the knife this time, he cut a blood mark in front of him, but raised his arm and pinched the black blade he had chopped down.

"you!"

Seeing Qin Cheng grabbing his blade, the blood flowing from his palms left along the blade, Bai Yue's pupils shrank, and he was incredible.

Qin Cheng may choose to exchange injuries with himself, or continue to find opportunities to dodge.

But why should he grab his blade and why did he choose to be injured?

"I see."

Qin Cheng held the blade and looked at Baiyue. After a long time, he spoke for the first time.

"What do you understand?" Baiyue said in a daze.

"Although I devoted myself to the battle and gave up all the complicated and thoughts around me, my fighting spirit is still not pure enough. I have concerns, I don't want to be hurt, and you are fearless, so I retreat step by step."

Baiyue looked at Qin Cheng in surprise and found that the opponent's gaze changed again.

If Qincheng had a temperament like a deep pool and was bottomless, it was now clouds in the sky.

It is nothing, invisible, but also full of atmosphere.

This kid's realm has actually improved again.

"Since it's a battle, there should be only one goal, which is to win. Not being able to be influenced by other thoughts and not being trapped by gains and losses is the real abandonment of everything."

"From now on, I have no thoughts."


Chapter completed!