Gao Wu: Taotie bloodline, I devour and evolve infinitely

In the first game, Chu Ci faced a boy who used two swords.

"Hey, big guy, I know you!"

Chu Ci raised his eyebrows and said "Oh".

The boy with two swords licked his lips and stared at Chu Ci with great belligerence.

"You are the top scorer in Nanjiang Province, and you have a chance to enter the top ten."

"What a coincidence, I, Li Feng, also want to enter the top ten, so we are also competitors."

"I will try my best in this game, so you have to be careful!"

Chu Ci raised his lips slightly, took out the dark gold Jinwu sword and held it in his palm.

"Then let me see your skills."

Li Feng chuckled, flashed, and left a shadow on the spot, and appeared in front of Chu Ci in an instant.

Two scimitars crossed and cut down Chu Ci.

—— Yellow-level top-grade swordsmanship martial arts·Ghost Flash!

It is a speed-type warrior.

Chu Ci moved his long sword forward, easily blocking Li Feng's double-sword slash.

Pushing the blade forward, Li Feng took advantage of the situation to retreat and spun a few times in the air before landing gracefully, swinging his sword to continue attacking Chu Ci.

"The speed is good, but the power is too poor."

Chu Ci commented, and pressed the blade down to the ground, waiting for Li Feng to attack.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

Li Feng's figure flashed and in a moment he came in front of Chu Ci, raised his hands high, and was about to launch a slash.

Wow!

Chu Ci's right arm suddenly exerted force, and with a diagonal upward slash, Li Feng's two scimitars flew into the sky at the same time.

Before Li Feng could react, his chest suddenly hurt. When he looked up, he was kicked off the ring by Chu Ci.

In the first round, Chu Ci won.

A complete instant kill!

He looked at Li Feng who had rolled off the ring and shook his head.

This Li Feng was arrogant and conceited.

His strength was not up to the standard of the top ten, but about the same as the top twenty-five.

Chu Ci walked off the stage, and there was a sudden startling cheer from the audience.

Chu Ci certainly didn't think that the cheers were for him.

Looking up at the audience, he saw the audience cheering in the direction of the seventh stage.

The seventh stage was where Bei Mingxi was.

Chu Ci looked at the seventh stage, and it was indeed Bei Mingxi who was on the stage.

Moreover, Bei Mingxi's knife sparked with lightning and knocked her opponent, a strong man holding a giant hammer, off the stage.

Chu Ci had heard of this strong man when he was browsing the school forum.

He was Zeng Fang, a top freshman in Class A, who had a great chance of hitting the top ten.

Bei Mingxi's strength can be seen by killing a top ten freshman with one knife.

No wonder so many people think Bei Mingxi will win first place.

After defeating the opponent in front of her, Bei Mingxi noticed that Chu Ci was looking at her, glanced at Chu Ci lightly, and turned to leave the stage.

Bei Mingxi, quite strong.

Chu Ci is looking forward to the final even more.

Back in the audience, Chu Ci continues to rest, waiting for the referee to call his number.

In the group stage, each player can play up to five games.

The referee of the ring called Chu Ci's number half an hour later.

In the third group, No. 9 vs. No. 15.

Player No. 15 is a warrior who uses both fists.

Chu Ci did not use a knife, but also used his fists to fight him.

As a result, he was knocked away by Chu Ci in one encounter.

This round, he won easily.

He had no pressure and won two consecutive victories.

Back in the audience, Chu Ci waited for his third game.

This time, after resting for nearly fifteen minutes, the referee called his number.

No. 9 vs. No. 6.

Chu Ci arrived at the ring and found that the opponent in front of him was very familiar.

He couldn't remember it at first, but after seeing the two hammers hanging around his opponent's waist, he remembered it all at once.

The star player of the hunting club, the top A-level player, Wang Chong, the double-hammer player.

It was the person he met in the mission hall the first day. What a coincidence.

Wang Chong made a serious expression, clasped his fists to Chu Ci, then drew out his double hammers and took a martial arts stance.

Chu Ci had just defeated two warriors in a row, which made Wang Chong realize Chu Ci's terrifying strength, and his attitude towards him was extremely serious.

Chu Ci also clasped his fists in return, holding the Golden Crow Sword, stepped forward, and with the help of the recoil force, he came to Wang Chong in an instant.

"Take my sword!"

Chu Ci laughed loudly and slashed down with a sword.

Wang Chong's arms suddenly tensed up, holding the double hammers and smashing them against each other. The two hammers came together and clamped Chu Ci's Golden Crow Sword.

Wang Chong's strength was much stronger than the two opponents Chu Ci had faced before.

This guy was undoubtedly a power-type warrior.

However, his strength was too weak compared to his.

Chu Ci exerted a little force, and the two hammers holding his blade loosened immediately, a tiny gap appeared, and Chu Ci's blade flashed down.

Swoosh!

Wang Chong's clothes on his chest were cut open, and a small bleeding cut appeared.

This was just a duel. If it was real...In the battle, Chu Ci's sword had already cut off Wang Chong's arm.

Wang Chong's face was not good. He retreated several steps, then gritted his teeth, jumped up, raised his two hammers and smashed them towards Chu Ci.

—— Meteorite Hammer Technique!

The martial arts he practiced was the best yellow-level, meteorite hammer technique.

A pair of iron hammers, under Wang Chong's swing, were powerful and came in front of Chu Ci in an instant.

Chu Ci blocked the iron hammers that Wang Chong swung with all his strength with a knife back.

Wang Chong felt a huge force transmitted to his arm, and his breath was disordered. He retreated several steps, and smashed the ground ring with his right hand, and then stopped retreating.

He was panting, staring at Chu Ci with an incredible look in his eyes.

"How did you train your strength..."

Wang Chong thought that his strength was very strong among martial artists.

Otherwise, he would not use the hammer that required the most strength as a weapon.

However, the power he was most proud of was like a little chicken in front of Chu Ci.

Monster...

This man is a monster!

His eyes kept shaking.

Chu Ci did not give Wang Chong a chance to rest, he wanted to end the battle quickly.

He stepped on his feet and chased after him, and the Golden Crow Sword slashed horizontally.

Wang Chong hurriedly raised his two hammers to block.

Bang!

The power of the Golden Crow Sword was transmitted to Wang Chong through the hammer handle.

The blade chopped on the iron hammer, and the iron hammer was dented. Wang Chong felt a violent force attacking his internal organs. A mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth. He was knocked back and rolled on the ground for several rounds before he could barely get up.

The knife almost broke his knuckles.

But Wang Chong still tried his best to support his body with the hammer and got up.

Chu Ci quietly watched Wang Chong, whose mouth was bleeding, climb up with difficulty, and said:

"Give up."

He stuck the Golden Crow Knife into the ground, and said without emotion:

"After a few moves, you should know the difference in our strength. There is no point in fighting hard. I advise you to give up."

Every word Chu Ci said made sense.

However, Wang Chong just reached out to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, raised his head, and looked at Chu Ci with a firm look.

"A warrior, never retreat!"

Chu Ci's eyes moved slightly, and a smile of appreciation flashed across his mouth.

"Not bad."

Chu Ci recognized Wang Chong's martial arts will.

"But, that's all."

Chu Ci's figure suddenly turned into a residual shadow, and appeared in front of Wang Chong in an instant, and pushed Wang Chong off the stage with a palm.

Not using martial arts is his last gentleness.

In the third game of the group stage, Chu Ci won three consecutive victories!