I am the Snake Taoist

Seeing that the black hair strands were ineffective, Yin Lu immediately switched tactics.

The black hair strands changed from piercing to entangling, continuously twisting around the iron tower giant.

"This cultivator named Yin Lu has decent combat instincts. If she hadn't joined the Yin Spirit Sect, her future achievements would be even greater!"

The black dragon commented on the fight in his mind, and Qin Qiu responded to the black dragon with a few casual words.

Just as Qin Qiu was chatting, Yin Lu used the move she had used last time in the Ghost Mother's Palace.

"Wah! Wah!"

A series of ear-piercing infant cries rang out. The iron tower giant tore off the black hair strands on his body with his brute force, not noticing that Yin Lu's killing move was about to begin.

As a series of tangible sound waves attacked the giant, the giant clutched his ears and roared in pain.

The remaining sound waves that spread in all directions were blocked by an invisible wall, protecting the many spectators watching the battle outside the arena.

The black infant's small face twisted non-stop. As his face became more and more hideous, his cries became more and more miserable.

The iron tower giant had no way to resist the sound wave power that directly attacked his brain, and he kept clutching his head and roaring.

"This giant is obviously cultivating an invincible body type of supernatural power. Yin Lu's solution is not bad."

"Every supernatural power has its strengths and weaknesses. Find the weak point and attack it strongly."

"At that time, all cultivation will be like a broken jade plate, and no matter how high your cultivation is, it will become a pile of fragments."

The black dragon said in Qin Qiu's mind.

"So you must learn to hide your weak points and find the other party's weak points."

"This is very important in duels between cultivators of similar strength. You have been fighting against people with high cultivation levels all the way, or you are crushing your peers."

"So these are what you need to learn."

The black dragon naturally didn't know that Qin Qiu was a thousand-year-old snake demon in his previous life, and his combat experience was even better than his.

But Qin Qiu wouldn't say it. Everyone has their own secrets.

"Okay, Uncle Dragon!"

A casual sentence is better than thousands of words of explanation. There is no loss in being told a few words.

What's more, the other party is doing it for your own good.

While Qin Qiu was talking with the black dragon, the battle on the arena was coming to an end.

"I admit defeat!"

The iron tower giant really had no way to deal with Yin Lu.

He couldn't catch her, and black hair kept entangling him. He also had to be distracted to solve these annoying black hairs.

If this continued, it would only be like boiling a frog in warm water. It would be better to end it early and suffer less.

As the battles on the ten arenas ended, the next round of battles was finally about to begin.

This time, a capital letter "One" appeared on the light screen.

Qin Qiu slowly walked towards the arena under the light screen.

In the arena, Qin Qiu's opponent had been waiting for a long time.

This was a cultivator from the Corpse Sect.

The Corpse Sect ranks among the thirteen leftist sects. Its disciples are extremely mysterious, and their strength basically comes from the refined corpse demons. It is said that the corpse demon method is the sect's belief in the god's attainment method.

Qin Qiu had contacted a cultivator from the Corpse Sect once before, that was the Corpse Sect's Saintess, Shi Xian.

Qin Qiu also gave the other party the spoils he had obtained from the Ten Thousand Mountains Pig Demon.

The other cultivator was shrouded in a black robe, but his head was abnormally swollen.

There was also a faint smell of corpses lingering around his nose.

Qin Qiu could act at this moment, putting on a look of 'I'm the best, you're second', and taunted the other party: "Where is this hiding, head-and-tail little brat, dare to be presumptuous in front of your snake grandpa, why don't you quickly roll off the stage."

This sentence stunned the audience under the stage. This Snake Daoist usually looks smiling and amiable, but the contrast is so great when he gets on stage?

Not only the audience under the stage, but Wan Shi and Gongshu Yuan, who were familiar with Qin Qiu, were also dumbfounded.

Does this Qin Qiu have some social attributes? Why is he so different on stage than usual?

Qin Qiu was also very helpless at the moment. This was the method he came up with to become the uncrowned king.

One word to summarize is: "Act!"

Act to the point where others hate you, but can't beat you. Then it's impossible for you not to become famous.

As for whether it's a good name or a bad name, who cares about that?

The most confused person was the Corpse Sect cultivator on the opposite side.

Saintess Shi Xian told him to take care of the other party, saying that the other party was easy to talk to, and just put on a show and admit defeat.

How could it be completely different from what the Saintess said when he got on stage?

This is simply an unbridled madman!

Why did your Saintess take special care of the other party? Could it be...

At this moment, this Corpse Sect cultivator could not control his imagination. He raised his head and carefully looked at Qin Qiu's appearance through the cover of his cloak.

He does have some good looks, it's not surprising that the Saintess would take a fancy to him, it's just a pity that he's missing an arm.

But it's okay, he can just have a corpse demon arm attached to him. The Holy Sect has this kind of supernatural power, there's no shortage!

Qin Qiu felt the other party's gaze observing him, and couldn't help but feel a chill down his spine.

Could it be that this kid on the opposite side has some quirks? I heard that people who deal with corpses for too long are like this, they are somewhat psychologically perverted.

"Let's not talk nonsense, I'll let you make three moves first, Corpse Sect Daoist friend, attack!"

Although he felt a little physiologically uncomfortable, he had already acted to this point, so he had to continue.

The Corpse Sect cultivator was obviously stunned. He had seen crazy people, but he had never seen such a crazy person. This was obviously going to slap the Corpse Sect in the face!

Saintess, if you blame me, I can only bear it!

The Holy Sect doesn't just have you as a big tree, I can just change to another one to enjoy the shade!

The Corpse Sect cultivator attacked Qin Qiu, constantly pinching his hand gestures.

The raised black robe revealed the terrifying skin on his body.

Perhaps due to too much contact with corpses, he had developed large and small corpse spots all over his body.

The Corpse Sect cultivator grabbed towards Qin Qiu's face, and the corpse spots on his hands gradually expanded, covering his palms.

Qin Qiu lightly dodged to the side.

This Corpse Sect cultivator has the strength of the late Three Fiends Fate Realm. For other sects, this is enough, but for Qin Qiu, it's still a bit short.

The Corpse Sect cultivator's pair of corpse-spotted arms kept waving, attacking Qin Qiu.

But no matter how he attacked, he couldn't touch the corner of Qin Qiu's clothes. This full palm of corpse poison had no use in front of Qin Qiu.

"Boom!"

A pair of palms slammed firmly on the ground where Qin Qiu was standing. The cracked stones on the ground splashed everywhere, and the shock wave generated by the excessive force hit the transparent罩.

"Yo, not bad! This strength, the massage is quite..."

Qin Qiu still didn't forget his original intention of acting, and kept taunting the other party.

But before he could finish this sentence, another palm stretched out from under the cloak.

"Puchi!"

The sound of the cloak being torn was accompanied by the sound of the wind from the palm.

At the critical moment, Qin Qiu ducked his head, dodging this claw that went straight for his face.

A few strands of hair fell to the ground, showing the danger just now.

"That was close, I almost got disfigured!"

Qin Qiu pretended to pat his chest, looking frightened.