Valkyrie Domination

silence.

Deathly silence!

At this moment, everyone in the entire central arena was stunned, looking at the scene in front of them stupidly, everyone was dumbfounded, and their eyes were so wide that they almost fell off.

What did they see? Wu Jiantao, the genius of the Da'an Dynasty, was defeated by that young man's sword. The whole process was so fast that people had no time to react. It was like a dream!

Many people even rubbed their eyes with their hands, thinking they had seen it wrong!

For a teenager in his teens to defeat a peak six-level genius in his twenties with one blow, it seemed like a fantasy no matter how you looked at it.

But the scene before them truly told them that this was not a dream.

Outside the ring, Wu Jiantao had a long and narrow knife mark on his body, and he was groaning in pain.

Blood was spilled on his clothes, and he didn't look as energetic as before, making him look particularly miserable.

"Wu Jiantao, are you okay?"

With a flash of figure, the four remaining warriors from the Da'an Dynasty stepped forward and hurriedly helped Wu Jiantao up. After seeing the wounds on the opponent's body, they all gasped.

The knife wound on Wu Jiantao's chest spread from his chest to his abdomen, and the bones were visible. As long as the opponent applied more force, Wu Jiantao's entire body might be split into two halves.

"What a cruel boy!"

Staring at Wang Qiming, several people from the Da'an Dynasty were extremely angry.

In the distance in Jinyue Pavilion, Ximen Yu and others who were calmly drinking wine suddenly stood up.

"What a fast knife!"

Everyone stared at Wang Qiming in shock.

The sword light earlier was as fast as lightning. Even if it were them, they wouldn't dare to be careless. How could a small Dawei dynasty have such a terrifying genius?

More importantly, the other party was clearly only seventeen or eighteen years old, much younger than them.

"This disciple of the Dawei Dynasty is a bit weird." A genius couldn't help but said in a deep voice.

"Not necessarily, maybe Wu Jiantao was careless just now."

"No matter what, this boy's strength is not as weak as we thought."

A famous genius looked solemnly.

"Are all the people around this kid so weird?" Zhou Zhiwei also stared at Qin Chen.

She still clearly remembers the scene when Qin Chen, with his fifth-level martial arts cultivation, made a fool of herself, her master and a group of other powerful people.

"Keep reading, maybe it's just an accident." Ximen Yu frowned and said coldly.

Not only them, but many other warriors in the arena also looked surprised and frowned.

"Hmph, it was just a sneak attack that took advantage of others' surprise."

With a flash of figure, the only female player in the Daan Dynasty came to the ring in an instant, looking at Wang Qiming with cold eyes.

"No matter how fast your knife is, if it can't hit me, it's of no use."

The woman's body was shaken, and in an instant, eight figures appeared on the stage. Each of these eight figures was extremely real, with no flaws at all.

Eight figures took action at the same time, heading towards Wang Qiming.

"Phantom Body Technique, could this woman be the famous killer organization of the Da'an Dynasty, the second floor of the Shadow Killing Building?"

The Shadow Killing Tower is a famous killer organization in the Da'an Dynasty. It is famous throughout the Thirteen Dynasties in Northeast China.

In the Shadow Killing Building, there is a special genius killer department, with a total of thirteen contestants, from the first floor to the thirteenth floor.

It is rumored that there is a woman on the second floor. She has mastered the phantom body technique to a great extent. When she uses it, she can have countless clones and be unpredictable.

Now that they saw this woman using the phantom body technique, everyone instantly understood that this person was most likely the second floor of the Da'an Dynasty's Shadow Killing Building.

"It is rumored that every killer in the Shadow Killing Tower has experienced a lot of life and death battles. Assassination has become their instinct. Can the boy from the Dawei Dynasty stop him?"

Any warrior has an inexplicable fear of killers.

During the discussion, eight figures on the stage came to Wang Qiming at the same time. Almost at the same moment, they stabbed Wang Qiming with their daggers.

Swish, swish, swish...

Eight cold lights light up at the same time. What makes everyone feel terrible is that you can't tell which one of these cold lights is real and which one is fake.

"Those who hurt our Da'an Dynasty will die!"

There was killing intent in his eyes, and the second floor shouted ferociously in his heart.

"Eight figures?"

Seeing that the dagger was about to hit him, Wang Qiming, who had been silent before, finally raised his head. He didn't even distinguish which figure was real and which was fake. He just jerked out the sword in his arms.

"The knife is out!"

All the warriors around the central arena stared at Wang Qiming with their eyes widened, not wanting to miss even the slightest bit.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the sword in Wang Qiming's arms suddenly unsheathed.

"Qiang!"

The sword flashed and split into two parts.

"Qiang!"

Another shock, two points and four!

"Qiang!"

Three shocks, four points and eight!

Eight sword lights were slashed out at the same time, facing eight phantoms.

"What?"

Everyone was shocked, how could there be such a fast knife?

Puff puff puff puff...

In shock, the sword light flashed horizontally, and seven phantoms were instantly shattered. One of the phantoms condensed into the body of the second floor, flew out under the slash of the sword light, fell to the ring, and lost its combat effectiveness.

Victory again?

If in the first round, many people still doubted whether Wu Jiantao was too careless, then at the end of the second round, everyone looked at Wang Qiming solemnly, understanding that he was extraordinary.

Although this boy is young, his strength is indeed terrifying!

"Wang Qiming has not only improved in cultivation, but has also become much stronger in swordsmanship." Under the ring, Qin Chen nodded secretly.

In terms of understanding the meaning of the sword, Wang Qiming is one of the most outstanding geniuses he has seen in his past and present lives. What makes Qin Chen most satisfied is Wang Qiming's bravery and fearlessness of death. He is cruel to others and also to others. His ruthless character.

Swordsmen walk on the edge of life and death. Without a character like Wang Qiming, no matter how talented he is, it will be difficult to reach the top.

"Next, come on."

Pointing at the other three players of the Daan Dynasty below, Wang Qiming did not put away his sword, but spoke indifferently.

"Arrogance."

With an angry shout, the third warrior from the Daan Dynasty rushed onto the ring.

But again, without even passing three moves, he was already flying out of the ring.

"Do you only have this strength? If so, just abstain." Wang Qiming said indifferently.

He was not mocking others, he was just stating a fact.

But when it fell into the ears of the warriors of the Da'an Dynasty, it seemed particularly harsh.

"You... damn it, let me meet you!"

A roar sounded, and among the remaining two people, a warrior with a tall stature and thick hands rushed onto the ring.