Soul Devouring Sword Master

"Who will fight in the next match?"

This time, without waiting for the referee to come on stage, Lin Xiao directly scanned the people in the stands and said in a calm voice.

"I will fight!"

At this time, a thin young man suddenly jumped onto the stage, smiling, "Brother Lin, I am Wang Tong, a disciple of the River Academy. I challenge you without any ill intentions. I just want to learn from you. How about it?"

"Okay."

Lin Xiao nodded calmly. He was not a bloodthirsty person. As long as the opponent was not aggressive on the stage, he would naturally leave room.

Soon, the two fought together.

This time, Lin Xiao still did not use a sword, but only fought with his body, and even deliberately suppressed some of his breath, the purpose was naturally to sharpen his body.

The two sides fought back and forth, and after dozens of moves, Wang Tong was defeated. Wang Tong clasped his fists and saluted, but walked off the stage with a happy face.

He benefited a lot from the previous battle.

On the stands, the other warriors saw this and their minds moved slightly.

Before, they didn't dare to go on stage, because they were afraid that Lin Xiao's methods were too cruel, and several people died in his hands. But now they found that as long as the opponent didn't kill him, Lin Xiao would leave room for him.

Fighting against masters can help you grow quickly, which is an unchanging iron rule. Naturally, many martial artists in the eighth level of the Spiritual Transformation Realm are eager to try.

So, one by one, the martial artists went on stage to challenge Lin Dan.

When they went on stage, everyone bowed respectfully to show that they had no ill intentions, and then fought.

And Lin Xiao was also very friendly. He was just enough with everyone, and even deliberately let them win.

Before he knew it, Lin Xiao's cross-level wins had accumulated to eight times.

The atmosphere in the entire stand was ignited again, and everyone speculated how many consecutive wins Lin Xiao could win.

Even the martial arts arena deliberately opened the odds for Lin Xiao's consecutive wins, attracting many people to bet. One of the odds was that Lin Xiao was equal to Nangong Jian, with an odds of 1 to 300, but few people bet on it.

Obviously, most people think that it is difficult for Lin Xiao to break Nangong Jian's record.

At this time, in the stands, the audience who claimed not long ago that Lin Xiao had won five games at most, was shocked. He didn't expect Lin Xiao to have won eight games in a row. He was secretly worried that this guy could really break Nangong Jian's record.

After winning eight games in a row, Lin Xiao could clearly feel that his body was tougher than before. It was no wonder that in nearly twenty battles, he used his body to resist the opponent's attack in each game. With constant beating, his body would naturally become more and more solid.

Lin Xiao estimated that his body strength should be close to the third level. As long as there are a few more battles, he should be able to reach the level of success.

"Who will come to the next battle?"

Lin Xiao said lightly.

After the whole audience was silent for a moment, suddenly, a somewhat cold voice sounded.

"Let me learn from you."

The voice came from the bottom of the battle stage. Many people looked in the direction of the voice and saw a group of young men in yellow robes who appeared there at some point. They were the students of the Royal Academy.

There were more than ten people in total. The leaders were dignified and had extraordinary temperaments. Two of them were the two who were defeated by Lin Xiao not long ago and went back to get reinforcements.

"That's Luo Hao, Wang Beicheng, Yang Miao... These masters on the Royal Martial Ranking, who are usually hard to find, are here."

Some sharp-eyed people exclaimed.

"There are several people who are ranked in the top 30 on the Imperial Martial Ranking. I remember that Luo Hao and Wang Beicheng are both masters at the peak of the eighth level of the Spiritual Transformation Realm, and they have both comprehended momentum."

"Now we have something interesting to watch. These people usually don't show up. It seems that they heard the news and rushed here. I am really looking forward to it."

"Do you think Lin Ye can beat these people?"

"It's difficult, and the possibility is not high. You know, Luo Hao and others are also masters who can fight against higher levels. Even if Lin Ye can win a game by chance, it is impossible for him to win all the time. I am afraid that his winning streak will end."

The people around were discussing it, but they saw a young man in white flashing, and the next moment, he appeared on the battlefield in an instant.

"The momentum of the wind, and it is infinitely close to the second level."

Lin Xiao's expression moved slightly, but a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. Finally, there is someone interesting.

If other people knew what Lin Xiao was thinking at the moment, they would probably spit out a mouthful of blood. What do you mean by "interesting"? Luo Hao is a master on the Imperial Martial Ranking. He ranks 57th in this Pride Ranking Battle. In the entire Star Empire, he is a first-class talent and a core disciple of the Royal Academy.

If such talent and strength can only be "interesting", then what are most other people?

However, Lin Xiao is fully qualified to say this, because he is the top of this Pride Ranking.

As the first master below the Xuanling Realm in the Star Empire, he is fully qualified and capable of saying this.

Of course, no one knows his identity except himself.

"If we lose such a core disciple, the Royal Academy should feel distressed."

Lin Xiao's mouth curled up slightly, and murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

On the side of the battle stage, Luo Hao crossed his arms, looked indifferent, and looked at Lin Xiao coldly, with murderous intent in his eyes, "Are you Lin Ye, the guy who killed my brother!"

His tone was cold, with undisguised murderous intent.