Fantasy Script: I Am Invincible As A Small Handyman At The Beginning!

Life and death on the stage.

Zheng Jian twisted his neck, and immediately, a series of crackling joint sounds resounded.

He held the gun with one hand and looked at Xiao Ming on the opposite side with a sneer. "Xiao, you dare to duel with me to the death. Hehe, you brought this upon yourself, can't blame anyone else!"

Before his words fell.

Zheng Jian stomped heavily on the ground, rushing towards Xiao Ming like a cannonball, while the large iron gun in his hand swung wildly, instantly thrusting out hundreds of thick gun shadows.

The gun shadows were dense and accompanied by scorching fire intent, sweeping towards Xiao Ming like a sea of fire.

Seeing this scene, the people below the stage exclaimed.

"This is the Royal Grade top-notch gun technique, the Blaze Origin Gun Technique!"

"The Blaze Origin Gun Technique is Zheng Jian's ultimate martial skill. I didn't expect him to use this move at the beginning of the battle."

"Once the Blaze Origin Gun Technique is used, it becomes an unstoppable sea of fire. If Xiao Ming doesn't have a corresponding countermeasure, he will suffer a great loss!"

There was a lot of discussion below the stage.

At this moment, Zheng Jian's dense gun shadows had already approached within three zhang of Xiao Ming.

Although the gun shadows had not yet touched Xiao Ming, the accompanying scorching fire intent had already slightly curled his hair.

And Xiao Ming, until now, had not counterattacked, just standing in place, holding the long sword in his hand, with a calm expression.

In the eyes of others and Zheng Jian, it seemed that Xiao Ming was too scared to move.

Just then.

A breeze suddenly blew.

The wind rose, and people moved!

Xiao Ming's body swayed slightly, accompanied by the sound of the wind, and disappeared on the spot.

"Huh?! Such fast footwork!"

Zheng Jian was greatly surprised, he quickly looked around, but couldn't find any trace of Xiao Ming. Subconsciously, Zheng Jian retracted the thrust of his long gun and switched to a defensive stance.

The sound of the wind surrounded him.

But Xiao Ming was still nowhere to be seen.

Suddenly, Zheng Jian's expression changed, he suddenly turned his head and fiercely stabbed behind him!

"I sense you! Die!"

Zheng Jian shouted loudly, and a meter-long thick gun radiance emerged from the sharp tip of his gun.

Sure enough.

Behind Zheng Jian, an illusory figure appeared.

"Crack!"

The large gun radiance exploded this figure, and the figure dissipated as if it had never appeared.

Seeing this situation, Zheng Jian instantly became alert. The one he stabbed was just a phantom, not the real Xiao Ming.

He fell for it!

"I'm here."

A leisurely voice suddenly sounded above Zheng Jian's head, the voice was faint, but to Zheng Jian, it sounded like a ghostly voice.

Zheng Jian's hair stood on end from the shock, and he instinctively raised his gun to stab.

But it was a bit too late.

Xiao Ming appeared behind him in the air, and a majestic river of sword qi emerged. In an instant, all the river of sword qi poured into his sword.

"Slash!"

Holding the Furious Thunder Sword, Xiao Ming, in a commanding position, unleashed two incredibly powerful sword techniques in one breath.

In the next moment.

Hundreds of dense sword shadows, accompanied by dazzling lightning and sharp golden radiance, engulfed Zheng Jian like a torrential rain.

This was the Hundred Shadow Frenzy!

After the Hundred Shadow Frenzy, a moon-shaped sword qi over a meter long shot out.

This was the Shattered Moon Slash!

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

At this moment, it was like countless shells exploding at the same time, causing a series of ear-piercing explosions.

The Hundred Shadow Frenzy poured down, shattering the large iron gun in Zheng Jian's hand, blasting Zheng Jian into a bloody mess, blood spraying everywhere.

Then, in Zheng Jian's terrified gaze, the golden crescent-shaped sword qi struck.

"Bang!"

Zheng Jian was heavily hit by the crescent-shaped sword qi, the immense force sent him flying off the stage of life and death, and the majestic sword qi pierced through his chest, passing through his body from his back!

Zheng Jian was almost cut in half by the sword qi!

In the eyes of countless shocked gazes, Zheng Jian lay straight on the ground, foaming at the mouth, he opened his mouth wanting to say something, but nothing came out.

Then his head tilted, and he died completely.

From the moment Xiao Ming and Zheng Jian started fighting until now, it seemed that they had frequent exchanges, but in fact, only a few breaths had passed.

In the eyes of many, they felt that the two in the arena had just begun to fight, and then they saw Zheng Jian being blasted away and dying on the stage.

The process was extremely short!

After killing Zheng Jian, Xiao Ming sheathed his sword and coldly looked at Zheng Jian's body on the ground.

A yellow Luck emerged from Zheng Jian's body and entered Xiao Ming's body, being devoured and absorbed by him.

After devouring Luck, Xiao Ming coldly surveyed his surroundings.

Everyone had their mouths wide open and their eyes bulging, dumbfoundedly staring at him like statues.

Silence.

A deathly silence enveloped the area.

All the disciples present were dumbfounded.

Many of them subconsciously rubbed their eyes, seemingly unable to believe what they were seeing.

Zheng Jian is dead?

The renowned Zheng Jian, who had already reached the pinnacle of the Origin Energy Realm, was easily killed by Xiao Ming, who was only in the mid-stage?

And the battle was so short!

Is it really necessary to be so exaggerated?

"Gudong."

A disciple nervously swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

This sound seemed to awaken everyone. In the next moment, the previously extremely quiet crowd erupted into a cacophony.

"What... what is going on?"

"Zheng Jian is dead, Zheng Jian is dead!"

"I didn't see it wrong, Xiao Ming actually killed Zheng Jian?"

"What do you mean killed? Xiao Ming was in control of the entire fight against Zheng Jian!"

"This... Xiao Ming's strength is too terrifying! Is he pretending to be weak?"

All the disciples were passionately discussing, spitting as if a flock of ducks were simultaneously quacking.

In the audience.

Zheng Peng, who had a smile on his face, suddenly felt extremely uncomfortable, as if he had eaten feces. He never expected that his big brother would be defeated by Xiao Ming!

His big brother had already reached the pinnacle of the Origin Energy Realm, how could he die at the hands of Xiao Ming?

How could this happen?

At this moment, Zheng Peng's emotions were extremely complicated, and a profound sense of fear surged within him.

He was afraid.

If even his big brother couldn't match Xiao Ming, what courage did he have to oppose him?

With a flustered heart, Zheng Peng pursed his lips and quietly left the crowd.

Just then.

"Whoosh!"

A sword qi flashed and instantly appeared in front of Zheng Peng. Zheng Peng didn't even have a chance to scream before he was killed by the sword qi.

The one who released the sword qi was Xiao Ming.

Although Zheng Peng posed no threat to him, Xiao Ming's style was always to eliminate all potential troubles.

Leaving no room for any future problems!

After killing Zheng Peng, Xiao Ming left the life and death stage and walked towards his own courtyard with large strides.

The disciples around automatically made way, and everyone looked at Xiao Ming with fiery gazes.

From this day forward, Xiao Ming's reputation within the sect soared.

Looking at the spirited and glorious Xiao Ming in the crowd, Lin Feng clenched his fist tightly.

A hint of intense envy and admiration flashed in his eyes.

He had previously estimated that Xiao Ming would definitely win, but he never expected that Xiao Ming would win so easily!

Just two moves.

With just two sword techniques, he killed Zheng Jian on the spot.

Such strength made even the usually arrogant Lin Feng tremble with fear.

"Senior Brother Xiao is too terrifying. I am no match for him..." Lin Feng muttered to himself.

In the distance.

The Sect Master, Li Changfeng, and others were also shocked one by one.

"My goodness, Xiao Ming's strength far exceeds our imagination!" an elder exclaimed.

"Yes, even if we expected Xiao Ming to win, we thought he would have to go through a tough battle. Who would have thought that this kid would be so dominant and defeat Zheng Jian in just a few moves!"

"The Sect Master has taken in a good disciple!"

"If given time to grow, Xiao Ming will definitely become a giant figure and strengthen our Spirit Sword Gate!"

"We should focus on cultivating Xiao Ming!"

"Hahaha!" Li Changfeng suddenly laughed heartily, his face filled with indescribable pride. "Truly my good disciple! He has given me face!"

"Now I say we should provide Xiao Ming with abundant cultivation resources. Who agrees, who disagrees?"

Li Changfeng swept his gaze over the elders, speaking domineeringly.

No one disagreed.

Instead, all the elders nodded firmly.