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Chapter 14 Fire Dragon Minghong

Author: Scarlet Ink Pen

Chapter 14 Fire Dragon Minghong

Clam?

Can allocable points be accurate to decimal places?

Li Xinyi tried to distribute the newly added 0.1, but was unable to distribute it.

"Can only integers be used to allocate and add points?" Li Xin narrowed his eyes, "It seems that in addition to the fixed points per month and upgrade bonuses, there are other ways."

Distributable points are life for Li Xinyi!

After all, one point equals one year of life. If he doesn't plan to get involved in trivial matters in the world from now on, and finds a place to spend time with his wife and children, it's not an exaggeration to think that he can live to the end of the world.

Not to mention, a little bit of money can accomplish far more than a year of life.

Can he improve his level of Thousand Forging by learning blacksmithing for one year?

cannot.

But points can be allocated.

He has been practicing soul skills for a year. In addition to becoming more proficient, can the soul skills be strengthened in any other way?

cannot.

But points can be allocated.

This kind of universal point is really not too much for Li Xinyi, it is even too little!

Although it is only 0.1 points more now, it is still a lot.

and……

"referee."

Li Xin looked at the referee and said loudly: "The next game is a life and death fight."

"Fight to the death!!!"

The referee was surprised and lost his voice: "Are you sure? For this soul fighter, a life-and-death fight is no joke, it will cost lives."

"That's right." Li Xin sheathed his sword and said, "I will choose a life-or-death fight in the next battle!"

"Okay then." The referee was helpless at first, then became excited and shouted to the audience from all directions.

"Gentlemen and ladies, guess what our Lord Minghong just said? You will never guess it!

The next one will be a feast of blood, a life-and-death showdown, an unlimited life-and-death battle where only one person can survive and any means are allowed!"

"Fight to the death!"

In the audience, Su Ziyi's heart tightened, holding the thirty red chips that she had just won in the gambling game in her hand, she wanted to call out to her student and tell him to stop his head.

It's a pity that the audience around him is far more excited than him.

"A fight to the death? Such a small spirit fighter?"

"I want to see a river of blood!"

"A fight to the death! A fight to the death! A fight to the death!"

…

Although life and death battles occur every day, there are very few soul fighters like Li Xinyi who participate in life and death battles.

Moreover, they all know that this is a genius.

But a genius in cultivation does not mean a genius in combat.

What some people love to see most is a genius dying in a meaningless battle. His torn body and his desperate and unbelievable eyes are their favorite scenes.

Li Xin listened to the voices around him, full of malice, most of which were directed at him.

What they want to see is death, and a few of them want to see their own death.

but……

He raised his right hand, gestured with his middle finger in a circle, and said in a very arrogant tone: "No matter who it is, I will kill him if he comes on stage."

"go--"

The audience booed and booed.

Boom!

Heavy footsteps came from the opposite exit, and a tall figure emerged from the shadows.

He was a man with heavy armor and an iron face. He had no shoes on, and the nails on both hands were mixed with red to black strands of flesh and blood. He didn't know what kind of creature he belonged to.

"This is my opponent?"

The man looked at Li Xinyi with contempt: "An unknown arrogant little man?"

"Iron Mask!"

"He is the iron face who has won fourteen games in a row!"

"It is said to be the cash cow of this fighting spirit arena."

"Press him to win! That kid will definitely not be able to defeat Iron Mask!"

…

The referee's introduction has ended, and Li Xinyi also knows his opponent.

One of the death fighters in this soul fighting arena, he is also the person with the highest winning streak at the soul master level. After all, there is only death if there is no victory, so naturally he has to put in more effort than other soul fighters.

The start of a life and death battle means that Li Xinyi has become an alternative in today's one-on-one battle zone. Unless he is a registrant who also chooses a life and death battle, he will only fight against death warriors.

Of course, after a life and death battle, it can be canceled if you are still alive.

But if you don't cancel and continue the life-and-death battle, you only need to win three games in a row to automatically enter today's finals and compete for the honor of the day's singles king.

For example, his opponent Tiemian has won the honor of single-fight king twice in the past.

"Fighting Spirit——

start!"

Following the referee's order, Li Xinyi and Tiemian broke into martial arts.

Iron Mask's martial soul is a weapon martial soul, a dark heavy sword with no edge, which can crush people with pure strength and beat the enemy into a pulp.

His first soul ring is at the hundred-year level, and the name of his soul skill is - Heavy, which instantly increases the weight of the epee to 1.5 times.

The weight of his epee increases with the level. It is currently 800 kilograms. In other words, the current power output in an instant is 1,200 kilograms.

A thousand pounds of power!

Bang!

In just the blink of an eye, Iron Mask had already crossed the seemingly long distance between the two people and appeared in front of Li Xinyi. Where he originally stood, a hole was made in the ground.

Swinging the heavy sword means smashing it.

As soon as Li Xin drew his knife and tried to stop him, his spirit suddenly warned him.

He dodged sideways, and the heavy sword fell to the ground. He heard a shocking sound, and the ground shattered, leaving a big crater.

"What a heavy sword!" he thought to himself.

Tie Mian didn't know what Li Xinyi was thinking, but he just raised the sword, which was no different from a light sword, and instantly danced into a big whirlwind, spinning towards the enemy.

That is a heavy sword that can exert a force of 1,200 kilograms in an instant!

How can Li Xinyi stop him?

No matter how copper-skinned or iron-framed you are, you can take two less blows.

With the sword drawn and the red dragon blazing, Li Xin wandered around the iron surface, looking for possible attacks.

In the audience, Su Ziyi nodded slightly: "Yes, I still have some combat sense, but this is more like the path of the agility attack system."

The swords are burning, the swords are clashing, and the fight is head-on. This is what Li Xinyi said to the girl at the registration office before.

But actually...

He is quite a sinister person.

The Minghong Sword is a weapon forged by Li Xinyi himself. It is a thousand-forged weapon that uses its own essence and blood to activate its soul. The blood is like a blend and it is handy. Its thousand-forged special effect - red dragon fire is activated, and only requires a normal breath.

Just soul power.

He is the least afraid of fighting a war of attrition.

"Huh...huh..."

Tie Mian frowned and his breathing became heavier.

He usually crushes his enemies directly with extreme violence. It's not that he has never encountered an allergic attack type soul master, it's just that agility attack type soul masters of the same level cannot show their ability on this twenty-meter soul fighting stage.

Proud of speed.

Well, it is limited to the soul master level, after all, there is only one soul skill.

This guy...

So slippery!

He had turned off his soul skills, and kept turning them on to use the heavy sword and windmill, but he couldn't bear the consumption.

The release of martial souls is much less, it can even be said to be none.

The heavy sword and big windmill blew up a black whirlwind across the entire Soul Fighting Stage, forming a sharp contrast with the red flames on the side.

"You're almost done."

Li Xin's lips curled up into a smile: "Then it's my turn!"

The light of the knife flashed.

He exploded with force from one step and slammed himself into the big windmill of the heavy sword, slashing him out with one knife after another.

Each sword burst out with dragon-like flames, and the refined red dragon fire burned everything. It cut the heavy sword that had released its soul skills into two pieces, and even slashed at Tie Mian's body.

The screams only sounded twice.

The first sound was the backlash caused by the spirit being broken, and the second sound was the pain of having limbs cut off.

Li Xinyi's priority is always to attack the limbs, chop off the enemy's limbs, turn them into human sticks, and then decapitate them with a single blow.

The red fire rose up like a spiraling dragon, burning the flying head, gushing blood, and lonely body, turning them into black ash and smoke, dissipating in all directions.

Flying all the way to the auditorium.

quiet!

Very quiet.

The entire audience seemed to be choked by someone, speechless.

Minghong, killed Tiemian?

How could I have such a dream?

"How can...cough cough cough!"

A beautiful middle-aged woman was in disbelief, opened her mouth slightly, and finally started coughing after eating a mouthful of iron-faced gray smoke.

"Minghong, save the victory!"

The referee had already reacted and announced the result loudly.

And the moment his voice was transmitted, the entire spirit fighting arena began to boil.

"Dark horse! Absolutely dark horse!"

"Damn it! I'll beat this guy in the next one too! I'll beat him with all his wealth!"

"Iron Mask was defeated by him! He is already invincible at this level! Who the hell can stop him!"

"Fuck! I've just mastered the game!"

There are ecstasies and there are tragedies.

But without exception, they all have recognized the power of Li Xinyi. This unknown pawn before today will be the biggest dark horse after today.

Known as -

The fire dragon roars!

(End of chapter)