C36 (2/2)

The moment the sword's tip came into contact with the light of the cross blade, a bright and violent black light exploded like a volcanic eruption. The great power was like the first ray of sunlight in the morning, carrying the endless hope.

Under the pressure of the sword light, the cross blade light disappeared bit by bit. In the end, it was like a rotten tree that had lost its life, turning into dust in the air.

”I've lost!” Yao Xing lowered his head and walked down the stage.

”But only this time! Sooner or later! I will come back to you, hoping that you will die under this knife. I am not doing it for that blade. The blunt blade does not have any value, but if he did not have that blade, then he is still my brother! ”

Chang Lou didn't have time to think about the harsh words in his head. Instead, he started to circulate his Zhen Qi. There was a small, cross shaped wound on his chest, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

Chang Lou also stepped down from the stage, his heart filled with endless emotions. He realized that he seemed to have made a big mistake, a huge mistake. He had overestimated himself and underestimated others.

These geniuses from all over the world were much stronger than he had imagined. They were indeed geniuses, and each one of them could not be compared to the other. He did not have the qualifications to ignore them, nor did he have the strength to make them look up to him.

”I'm not anything at all!” Chang Lou suddenly felt sad in her heart. In this world, who didn't have two dreams or one or two delusions? He also had ideals, fantasies, and dreams. Even now, he would not say, ”I've given up”!

”Cang Fifteen!” After looking for a long time, Chang Lou felt that Cang Fifteen was the most threatening one. That wooden sword had only managed to sweep away countless experts with one move. There were so many people who were unable to match up and went crazy.

Besides Cang Fifteen, there was also Xu Daji. The ghost blade of this big man had been forced by an expert to use his trump card. The domineering nature of that saber strike was enough to make Chang Lou feel a chill in his heart. Each strike was filled with the explosive power of fire true qi, making it seem like a volcano that was about to erupt.

Soon, the semifinals began. Chang Lou Cheng's heart was pounding hard. He really wanted to fight that guy with the bamboo cane who looked like a beggar on the street.

After praying for a long time, Chang Lou drew out the lot.

Number 1! Xu Zhi!

Chang Lou gave a bitter smile. Xu Zhi could still play around with him, but fortunately, he didn't meet that mysterious Cang Fifteen.

The match would be held in an hour. Chang Lou went to platform five and observed from afar. He couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief. Zhu Yu had entered the top four. He also knew who the top four opponents were. They were the disciples of a large sect in Jing Country. This way, Zhu Yuxiao would be absolutely confident.

An hour passed quickly. Chang Lou stood on the battle stage, and Xu Zhi stood across from him.

Xu Zhi smiled, ”I didn't expect that my luck would still not be good, I still met you!”

Luck? Tears streamed down Chang Lou's eyes. He really wanted to say, ”Brother, strength should not be related to luck.”

Xu Zhi held up a finger.

Chang Lou's head was full of questions. What was this?

”One move!” A single move will decide victory or defeat! ” Xu Gui suggested. This was not a battle of life and death. There was no need to fight to the death.

There was a simple method — Chang Lou would agree to defeat the opponent in one move. If he won, he would move on to the next round. Naturally, he would agree.

”Alright!” Xu Zhi prepared a few, pulled out the ghost head knife.