Soul Devouring Sword Master

As the words fell, the noisy scene suddenly became silent.

Under the attention of everyone, two figures slowly walked onto the fighting stage.

"Another battle without any suspense, Zhao Wuwo must have won!"

"Not necessarily. This Lin Xiao defeated Wang Yang with one sword in his last battle. He is no ordinary person."

"Haha, Wang Yang is nothing. Can he compete with Zhao Wuwo? They are not on the same level at all. Just wait and see, if this kid can survive ten moves, I will lose!"

"I think, five moves are enough..."

Everyone was talking about it.

At the Holy Sword Pavilion, Zhao Feihe put his hands behind his back and narrowed his eyes slightly, "Do you think this kid can win?"

"This Zhao Wuwo is the number one genius of the undead. It is said that this person was unknown at first and has been working hard. He only emerged in the past few years. He challenged and defeated the great geniuses of the undead one after another and became famous. Now he is even more famous. Became the face of the undead!"

The one-armed old man said in a deep voice: "I'm afraid this person's strength is not inferior to that of Xuetu and Chu Jianqiu. Lin Xiao has a chance to win against him, but it will be difficult."

"Lingfeng, what do you think?"

"Everything is possible."

Zhang Lingfeng said something ambiguous and his face was expressionless, making it impossible to tell what he really thought.

On the battlefield, the two stood opposite each other.

Zhao Wuwo was less than thirty years old, but he looked like an old man, with a thin face, gray hair, and a stooped body.

This is a drawback of the undead technique. When gaining great strength, it will accelerate aging, so undead people generally look very old.

But this does not affect the status of the undead in the spiritual world at all.

Although Zhao Wuwo looks older, there is nothing old-fashioned about him. On the contrary, his eyes are sharp, like an unsheathed sword, showing off its edge.

"After waiting for a long time, it's finally my turn."

Zhao Wuwo crossed his fingers and made a squeaking sound, looking like he was in control.

"The number one genius of the undead and the favorite to win the championship, this guy is very troublesome!"

Lin Xiao raised his eyebrows slightly.

He had also seen Zhao Wuwo's ​​battle before. Like Xuetu and Chu Jianqiu, he was crushed all the way and his strength was unfathomable.

Although everyone has the strength of the Holy Realm, there is still a big gap.

If it were Lin Xiao before, he would have no chance of winning against Zhao Wuwo, but having understood the secret of reincarnation, he may not have no chance.

"start!"

As the game started, Zhao Wuwo looked up at Lin Xiao and walked towards him step by step.

A bloodthirsty clan, the Blood God crossed his arms across his chest and said expressionlessly: "Blood Slaughter, what do you think of this battle!"

"The outcome is naturally that Zhao Wuwo wins. Maybe twenty moves, maybe ten moves, or even ten moves at all!"

Xue Tu replied.

Blood God: "It seems that you are very optimistic about Zhao Wuwo."

Xuetu: "It's not that I'm optimistic, it's the fact. A dark horse is just a dark horse after all. He has insufficient background. How can he be the opponent of Zhao Wuwo who has been cultivating for decades!"

The Blood God smiled: "Maybe."

At their level, they have touched the great avenues of heaven and earth, and are vaguely close to the laws, so they have a special intuition about many things, which can mean predicting the future.

For example, in this battle, from a clear perspective, Zhao Wuwo will win.

But his intuition told him that the situation was not that simple. It was not that Zhao Wuwo would lose, it was just that the situation would be different from what everyone thought.

The God of War clan.

Chu Jianqiu clasped his hands behind his back and shook his head, his eyes slightly cold: "Unfortunately, I wasn't the one who met this guy!"

Chu Jianqiu was deeply disgusted with Lin Xiao, not only because he defeated his companion, but also because he despised the mixed race in his heart.

In his opinion, hybrids are a disgrace to the God of War clan, and they should live an honest life with their tail between their legs, instead of being so pushy like Lin Xiao.

The more a mixed race stands out in the limelight, the more dazzling he becomes, the more unhappy he feels. Not only him, but also many people in the God of War clan feel uncomfortable.

This is like having your own scandals brought to the table, and more and more people know about it.

Logically speaking, Lin Xiao had the same blood as them, and they should feel honored to be able to reach this point, but in fact, they only felt disgusted and jealous.

How could a mixed race go further than many of their orthodox bloodlines?

Hearing Chu Jianqiu's words, Chu Zhongtian didn't say anything, but narrowed his eyes slightly and looked deeply at the battle platform, not knowing what he was thinking.