Otherworldly cultivator

On the last day of the individual competitive competition of the Magic Martial Arts Conference, the sky of Hart City was dyed red by fire.All those who survived can never forget that day, the split earth, the monstrous flames, the collapsed palace, the purple thunder, and the black-haired man standing in the air with his sword in hand, everything was like a nightmare, mentioned hundreds of years later, Still chilling.That day was called the day of allurement and the day of purgatory by later generations, but it was more of a time of rebirth!

After entering the arena that day, Bivis pursed his lips and announced very stubbornly that the Royal Academy would give up the subsequent individual and group competitions. Today's battle will be a decisive battle between the Royal Academy and Leiria Academy. Today's winner is The winner of the Magic Martial Arts Conference.

The audience was in an uproar, and some even threw stones down. The Mowu Conference is the biggest event in the East Kingdom every year. How could it end in half?What's more, this year's competition is exciting, and they are looking forward to the next more intense competition.

Facing everyone's responsibilities, Bivis just looked at Qingmang—his opponent today—seriously.

Qingmang frowned slightly: "Actually, you don't need it. We have two people missing. The chances of winning next are not great. Maybe the final winner is the Royal Academy."

Qingmang didn't say that not only were they missing two people, but the main combat force, Adonis, was out of his wits right now, and he wished to end the game quickly to find someone, but he agreed to the invitation of the person who looked like Ralf, and he will be there tonight. to get out of here.Leaving Kleist alone will not win, and the Royal Academy can be said to have a certain chance of winning this time.

Bivis shook his head silently. For him, today is the last battle.No matter how much he didn't want to admit it, Cecil's actions last night really shocked him. This friend who grew up with him has changed from relying on trust to opposing loathing, but he never thought that Cecil would always use such Eyes on him.His intuition told Bivis that he couldn't find someone to take Cecil's place, and if he really did, what would that almost crazy person do.

What's more, it is not only Cecil who is leaving now, but also Wenders and Acressi.Winders disappeared without a word, and his expression has been weird since he came back from the long-distance race.But Acressi left the venue in a hurry in the early morning, saying that he was going to the forbidden area of ​​the royal family. For some reason, he was always restless.

Because of this series of changes, Bivis didn't have the mind to compete again. Anyway, the Orgrit family has basically selected the right talent through the performance of the past few days, and he also smoothly used the excuse of not competing again to avoid losing both Convince the top of the army.

Bivis raised his sharp sword and saluted Qingmang solemnly and solemnly, expressing his respect and fearlessness to his opponent.Seeing him like this, Qingmang also became serious, but he was still not used to the etiquette of this world, so he raised his hands and cupped his fists and made a bow.

Although his movements were strange, Bivis still felt his seriousness, and no longer cared about his strange etiquette. He swung his sword slowly, and then rushed towards him.

Bivis's swordsmanship is very sharp, and his moves are all cut to the point of death. This is not because he strikes viciously, but because the swordsmanship of the Orgrit family is all designed for killing enemies on the battlefield. To obtain the opponent's head, this is the consistent style of the Orgrit family.

The start of the match became dangerous, Bivis's sword slashed across Qingmang's vitals, as if he could easily kill Qingmang as long as he sent the sword forward a little bit.Such a thrilling scene made the dissatisfaction in the audience disappear immediately, and they all looked nervously at Qingmang, the warrior who couldn't even draw his sword in time.

Qingmang's outstanding performance at the beginning of the match was still lingering in the hearts of the audience. In this match, he faced Bivis again, and many people put their gold coins on him.But his performance at the beginning disappointed everyone, he couldn't even draw his sword, so is there any hope of victory?

In the eyes of laymen, Qingmang can be said to be hopeless, but in the eyes of Bivis, he is the one who is in danger.

It wasn't that he wanted to brush against the opponent's vitals, but that the opponent let his sword be in that position.It can be said that this man named Thain was simply too lazy to take an extra step, avoiding his fierce attack with the smallest effort.He didn't even draw out his sword, but he was already too anxious to restrain his emotions.

Just as Bivis was secretly sending fighting energy to the sword, and was about to use his trump card, Qingmang dodged his sword with his head, broke through Bivis' sword net with a dodge, and whispered in his ear: " The condensed energy is not enough, the sword moves are not coherent, the arms are too stiff, and the body movements are too impatient, if you use the ultimate move now, you may injure a hundred enemies and a thousand yourself."

Bivis' complexion changed drastically, it was too close, he couldn't see how this person was so close to him.What's more, what Thain said is all the truth, and he himself knows that this is not a good opportunity to display his unique skills, he is just too impatient.

At such a moment of being stunned, Qingmang pulled out the sword at his waist, and together with the scabbard, hit Bivis on the right arm. Just so lightly, a wave of heat passed through Bivis' whole body, half an instant. His entire body became paralyzed, and he couldn't lift his right hand at all.

Bivis took a few steps back and stared at Qingmang: "This is a swordsmanship competition, what kind of magic did you use?"

Qingmang shook his head: "It's not magic."

He just hit Bivis' acupuncture point, and didn't even seal it.If the acupoints were sealed with zhenqi, why would Bivis just be numb for a while, maybe half of his body would not be able to move within today.

Bivis squeezed his right arm a few times, and found that he could barely hold the sword with his right hand. He gritted his teeth, tore off a piece of his clothes, and tied his hand and sword together.

"No matter what kind of magic you use, as long as this arm is not broken, it won't make me put down my sword." Bivis stood on the field, standing in a contest, with a stubborn expression, just like the proud boy four years ago, Rather Stick to your guns.

Qingmang sighed softly, and pulled out the sword that could be said to be used for decoration. The rusty blade caused an uproar in the arena. Who couldn't tell that Bivis' sword belonged to the legendary Orgrit family? "Bloodstain", compared with the famous sword and the rusty sword, you can use your toes to know which one has the upper hand.

Bivis turned even paler. He felt that he had been severely insulted, but he couldn't change to the same sword to prove that he was fair.

Unexpectedly, Qingmang said even more awkwardly at this time: "I don't use this sword very often. I have basically never used it since the first-year swordsmanship teacher gave it to me. I didn't expect it to become like this after a long time, but I can still compete."

The noble boy clenched his fists, took a deep breath and let it out slowly, then he opened his closed eyes and looked at Qingmang and said, "No matter how you intend to insult me, I will win this battle."

Seeing that he was not provoked by himself, Qingmang nodded slightly, and slowly swung the long sword, leaving a beautiful sword shadow in the air.

The sword was very slow, but Bivis' pupils narrowed slightly, nervously watching the afterimage left in the air.

What kind of sword can leave such a mark?Obviously so slow, why does he have a feeling that he can't see clearly?Every trajectory of the sword is so clear, yet so blurred, just like the ripples of water. It looks slow and clear, but it is continuous. It is impossible to find out how many ripples there are.

He clenched his sword tightly, nervously watching the rusty sword slowly approaching by Qingmang.

The audience on the field also held their breath, staring at Qingmang without blinking, for fear of missing the slightest movement.

However, the change begins at that moment.

No one could clearly see what happened at that moment, they only saw Qingmang throwing away the sword and jumping up, hugging Bivis, letting the sword that was too weak to pierce into his left arm.

The next second is hell on earth.

The entire arena was torn apart in an instant, and many huge cracks appeared in all directions as if the ground had been split, and clusters of fiery red flames shot out from the ground, instantly turning the entire venue into a sea of ​​flames.Countless people could not dodge and fell into the cracks in the ground, and those who survived were surrounded by fire.

This fire is so terrible, they seem to have eyes attached to the human body, they don't burn other things at all, but go towards human beings exclusively.Once covered by this flame, it can no longer be extinguished!

In the blink of an eye, the arena became a purgatory.

Bivis stared at Qingmang's left arm with wide eyes. He turned his head to look at the position where he was standing just now. Countless flames were flying out of a huge crack.

"You..." He stared at Qingmang's bleeding arm, speechless.

Qingmang pulled out the sword very calmly, and at the same time quickly counted points on his arm. Bivis was surprised to find that he didn't bleed much when he pulled out the sword.

Qingmang pushed Bivis away, and said very calmly: "Create an army quickly, you are the heir of the Orgrit family, right?"

Bivis looked at the screaming people running around. They were running wildly, but they didn't know where to go. There were flames everywhere, and it meant death.

The noble boy took a deep breath, and sent his voice far away with his fighting spirit: "Soldiers guarding the venue, those who are still alive, line up quickly. I will find a safe way, and you escort the survivors away!"

In this daze, the voice was like the sound of nature, giving hope to the panicked crowd.

On the other hand, Qingmang sacrificed a silver long sword, slashed fiercely at the flame flying out of the crack in the ground, a silver rainbow flashed past, and the flame gradually dissipated in the silver rainbow.

The others followed suit, taking out their weapons one after another, using enough battle energy and magic to cast them on the flames.However, apart from Qingmang's sword light, only Yadu's Praise of Light can take effect, and the attacks of the others fueled the flames instead.

Seeing this scene, Bivis immediately ordered loudly: "Adonis opens the way ahead, all soldiers follow me to escort everyone to leave safely, and Thain cuts the rear!"

However, at this moment, a person quietly appeared behind Bivis, and a water-blue light lit up behind him. Derian still smiled gently, and his voice was so soft, as if he was gentle to his closest friend. He said in a low voice: "I didn't expect there to be a slightly useful person like you among the nobles. This is not good, it will cause us a lot of trouble, and we must get rid of it as soon as possible."

The blue light turned into ice blades all over the sky, attacking Bivis viciously from all directions without any dead ends!