Valkyrie Domination

What shocked the audience even more was Wang Qiming.

"Pfft, pfft, pfft!"

On the ring, Wang Qiming danced his sword and fought crazily with the first floor. The two of them were like lightning, flashing on the ring, and they exchanged at least hundreds of moves in an instant.

Every time a move landed, there was an astonishing roar that made the arena tremble.

The terrifying energy swept across, containing the aura of sword intent that destroyed everything, enough to tear an ordinary martial master into pieces in an instant.

"powerful!"

"too strong."

"It's really scary. How did that young man practice? He was so young. He had fought against four geniuses in a row before, and he was still under attack on the first floor. His fighting spirit was boiling. Doesn't this person know what fatigue is?"

Everyone was shocked and dumbfounded.

Although Wang Qiming and the first floor are now inextricably locked in the battle, and they seem to be equally matched, everyone knows that the first floor has never made a move before, and is in peak condition.

On the other hand, Wang Qiming had fought against the four masters of the Da'an Dynasty before. Even if he was given a certain amount of rest, he must have consumed a lot of real power, and he was not in his prime at all.

But even so, the first floor didn't have any upper hand.

this……

Everyone was shocked and felt incredible.

"puff!"

At this moment, the situation on the field suddenly changed. The figure on the first floor was ethereal, like a killer lurking in the dark night. In the midst of crazy attacks, he finally seized the opportunity and smashed Wang Qiming's body-protecting power with one finger. A bloody hole was left on his left arm.

With a muffled groan, Wang Qiming stepped back, and blood spurted out from the blood hole in his right arm.

"injured."

"This guy finally got hurt."

"I almost thought this person was made of iron and couldn't be hurt at all!"

The crowd was excited, as if they were the ones who injured Wang Qiming, and they couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.

Only then did everyone feel relieved. No matter how strong Wang Qiming was, he was still a human being and would be injured sometimes. He could not remain invincible forever.

"Wang Qiming shouldn't be able to dodge that finger just now. It seems that although the previous battle didn't cause him much trouble, it also consumed some of his energy."

On the ring, Qin Chen shook his head with a calm expression.

If he was in full strength, that finger just now might not be able to hurt him on the first floor.

"good chance!"

Wang Qiming was injured with one finger, and the first floor was also very happy. His legs stepped on the ring repeatedly, swish, swish, and his figure suddenly became blurry, like blurry afterimages, quickly passing towards Wang Qiming.

"Ghostly!"

In an instant, the first floor of the arena seemed to disappear, leaving only a vague black shadow, flashing crazily, but the direction could not be discerned at all.

"What a speed."

"What movement technique is this? Why did the first floor completely disappear from my perception?"

"It's so fast that it can't be caught by the naked eye or perception."

"I can't even see the figure clearly. If we are the one fighting this person, how can we resist his attack?"

The crowd exploded, and everyone was shocked.

Except for the martial masters who are not affected, it is almost impossible for many martial masters on the field to distinguish the location of the first floor. Even some late sixth-order martial masters can only see black shadows flickering and cannot distinguish them at all. Find out the location on the first floor.

How could this not surprise them?

He is worthy of being a genius killer who has been on the top floor of the Da'an Dynasty's number one killer organization, the Shadow Kill Building, for more than seven years. With such strength, a sudden attack can probably cause enough damage even to some peak martial masters in the late sixth level. threats.

"Puff puff!"

Sure enough, Wang Qiming began to retreat crazily under the attack from the first floor. This was the first time he had actively retreated after standing on the stage for so long.

But it was useless. How could Wang Qiming be given a chance to relax on the first floor? The true power in the body is released like crazy, and the power of blood is exerted to the extreme, constantly pursuing the victory.

Blood splattered wildly, and Wang Qiming's body continued to spurt out blood.

"If you lose, that kid will finally be defeated."

"The first floor of the Da'an Dynasty is still superior in skills, the number one genius killer, and he deserves his reputation."

"That kid is still a little greener. He makes one wrong step and another wrong step. A killer like this on this floor will never give him a chance to make a comeback."

Everyone seemed to be able to see Wang Qiming's downfall.

Below the ring, You Qianxue, who saw this scene, couldn't help but take a step forward and grasped the hilt of the sword at her waist with her right hand.

However, a hand suddenly appeared and held her right hand.

But it was Qin Chen!

The palms of their hands were interlaced, and a warm breath came from them. Two pieces of red cloud suddenly flew up on You Qianxue's face, and she looked at Qin Chen in confusion.

"Don't be in a hurry to get on stage, Wang Qiming is not defeated yet." Qin Chen said calmly as he looked at the stage.

"Not defeated?"

You Qianxue raised her head suspiciously. Wang Qiming on the stage was covered in blood. Looking at the first floor, he became more and more courageous as he fought. If he continued to fight, Wang Qiming would obviously be defeated at any time. How could Master Chen still say that he was not defeated?

However, although he was confused in his heart, since Qin Chen said this, You Qianxue didn't even hesitate and stepped back again.

In the hearts of this group of people, Qin Chen's words are like the holy words and can never go wrong.

At this moment, the situation on the court had reached its most critical moment.

With more and more wounds on his body, Wang Qiming faltered, as if he had reached the end of his strength and might not be able to hold on at any time.

"Second Yuan Finger!"

While Wang Qiming was retreating, his steps suddenly staggered due to injury. In an instant, a sharp light bloomed in the eyes of the first floor. He seized this opportunity and suddenly rose into the sky, pointing crazily at Wang Qiming's chest.

"Defeat!"

"boom!"

A black stream of light, like a phantom, came to Wang Qiming in an instant, containing an astonishing aura.

This finger is the decisive move on the first floor. No matter how hard Wang Qiming resists, he who is seriously injured at this moment will definitely be seriously injured and defeated.

In the eyes of the first floor, a god of wisdom emerged. However, the next moment, his expression suddenly froze, and his eyes revealed a look of horror.

Facing his fatal blow, Wang Qiming, who had been retreating quickly before, did not retreat. Instead, he strangely took a step forward. At the same time, an astonishing sword intent suddenly emerged from the sword in his hand, and he slashed towards the first floor crazily.

It was actually a lose-lose style of play.

"not good!"

The first floor was shocked and wanted to escape but it was already too late.

"Pfft!"

"boom!"

Two roars sounded. The first one was the sound of the first floor's fingers penetrating Wang Qiming's body, but because Wang Qiming moved forward unexpectedly, his vitals were not hurt.

The second one was the sound of the sword in Wang Qiming's hand hitting the first floor.

As blood spattered, the robe on the chest of the first floor was instantly shattered, and with a roar, he was sent flying out and fell heavily to the ring.