Ultimate God of Swords - Chapter 422
Chapter 422 Fighting Spirit
The light came from beside him, Su Yun was stunned for a moment, and anxiously looked to the side.
He saw Lu Zhanyuan sitting there with a pale face, trying his best to catch his breath, as if he was frightened.
It turned out that the light emitted by the card did not appear from his hand, but from the hand of the Spirit Cultivator sitting beside him.
The Spirit Cultivator’s face was incomparably pale. He looked at the Spirit Cultivator slowly walking out of Group B with cold sweat. His face was completely pale, and his entire body was trembling slightly.
Although grouping by combat strength was not a standard method of division, However, this method still distinguished most experts from mediocre ones. Fighting power was not strength, but it was a representative of strength. This Group D contestant only had a fighting power of more than 2,000. Dante was considered a good existence in Group D, but the opponent’s fighting power was close to 4,000. It was extremely terrifying, and he almost crashed into the line of Group A contestants.
“I thought you were on the stage.” Su Yun couldn’t help but laugh.
“I thought it was me, too. I was scared to death. If it was really me, then it would be over.”
Lu Zhanyuan took a deep breath. He looked at the two of them and suddenly got up and ran towards the grandstand beside the spectator stands.
“What are you doing?” Su Yun was puzzled.
“Go and bet. Judging from the situation, the rhythm of that Group B winner!!”
“There’s no suspense in this kind of competition. I’m afraid that I won’t be able to make much money from betting.”
“Earning a little is considered a little.” Lu Zhanyuan chuckled.
There were many people who had the same thoughts as Lu Zhanyuan. Even the contestants from Group C went to join in the fun. However, most of the contestants from Group A and B were disdainful. Some of them were closing their eyes to regulate their breathing, while others were completely focused on the arena, waiting for the start of the competition. It was very quiet, not like there was endless noise here.
Lu Zhanyuan left quickly and came quickly. From the looks of it, he seemed to have placed a heavy bet. However, in a competition like this, where there was no suspense, he usually didn’t earn much. Unless.
“Brother Su, don’t you want some?”
“I’ll buy it when I’m on the stage!” Su Yun laughed.
“Heh, if you want to get it, then let’s hurry up and eliminate it from Group C, don’t be like that unlucky guy who ran into Group B!” Lu Zhanyuan smiled bitterly.
Su Yun looked down the arena, only to see that the Group B contestant had already flipped over early, and that Group D contestant was still hesitating, his footsteps trembling.
“Coward! Hurry up and go!”
“What are you afraid of? Isn’t it just a death anyway?”
“There are so many people watching, can you have some courage?”
“I bought you a hundred profound coins! It’s better to win. If you lose, you have to lose beautifully. Do you understand?”
A series of curses rang out from the spectators’ seats.
Hearing that, the group D spirit cultivator gritted his teeth and leapt onto the arena.
“Good!!!”
Upon seeing this, the stage host Zhu Wen immediately shouted, “The two contestants have entered the stage. Group D contestant Liu Yuming will face Group B contestant Liu Kuang. Please be prepared, the competition will start soon!”
After Zhu Wen finished roaring, he immediately got off the arena. Following the melodious sound of the bell, the timing began.
Group D’s Liu Yuming was obviously a little afraid. After all, the opponent’s combat strength was twice as high as his. However, before the bell could ring, the opponent could not wait to attack.
Liu Kuang used a tiger-backed broadsword. The blade had male tiger markings on it, and it was extremely thick. However, the broadsword seemed to have no weight in his hand, and it was danced so swiftly and gently.
Whoosh!
The blade was mixed with flames, and it was like a ferocious tiger pouncing towards him, incomparably majestic.
Before the blade could approach, the momentum of the blade had already shocked Liu Yuming. His entire body trembled, and before he could raise the scimitar in his hand to block it, he was struck by the broadsword. The upper half of his body was directly split apart, and he was almost struck by a blade or two. His broken body flew out, colliding with the edge of the arena, and then fell to the ground.
Fresh blood flowed out and dyed the arena red.
One move!
Everyone was silent.
In about three seconds, deafening shouts erupted.
“Good!!!!!!!”
As the roars continued, many spectators stood up and cheered loudly.
The expressions of the contestants were different. Many people in Group C felt their hearts skip a beat and their faces turned pale.
However, Su Yun did not think so. The weakest existences here were all at the Spirit Profound Yang level. Even if their chests were cut open, as long as there was nothing important, their lives would not be in danger. Although the appearance on the field was very miserable, to Spirit Profound Yang, this was nothing.
The winner and loser were quickly decided. The loser was carried down, and the winning Liu Kuang returned to his seat amidst the cheers of the audience. He was even too lazy to go to the lounge.
How arrogant!
Everyone in Group C whispered in their ears, their eyes glaring at Liu Kuang with anger.
Zhu Wen excitedly stood on the stage and continued to speak his words, stirring up the atmosphere at the scene. After all the processes were completed, he let out a loud shout and continued to draw the contestants.
Huala!
At this moment, a ray of light exploded first. It was the contestant from Group A. Everyone looked along the place where the light erupted. When they saw the card holder clearly, the scene instantly went out of control.
“Shen Wuya!! It’s Shen Wuya!!”
“Left Saber Right Sword, Saber Sword Martial Emperor Shen Wuya!!”
“Heavens, is it his turn so soon?”
“I wonder which unlucky bastard will go against him.”
“I hope it’s not me!”
“If Han Yuexin, Zhong Ye, and the others were to attack an expert of this level, I’m afraid no one would be able to defeat him!”
“Don’t underestimate the people of the world. Perhaps there will be a dark horse in this A, B, C, D!”
Everyone was discussing, and the scene was exceptionally lively.
“Shen Wuya, I love you!! Be my dual cultivation partner!!”
“Shen Wuya!! I like you!!”
“Shen Wuya! This way, look this way!!”
A few excited female Spirit Cultivators saw that Shen Wuya was about to appear, so they immediately jumped up from their seats and shouted loudly.
Su Yun followed the line of sight of the crowd, only to see a man with a knife and a sword on his back sitting at the front of Group A. The man wore a purple body restraint, his head of black hair, and his back was braided. His appearance was very delicate, his eyebrows were sharp, his cheeks were thin, and he was very charming. He definitely belonged to Brother Jun.
However, before Su Yun could look at Shen Wuya more, a burst of light burst out beside him again.
Su Yun was stunned and looked sideways.
He discovered that this light indeed came from beside him, but it did not come from him, nor from the person beside him, but from Lu Zhanyuan…
It’s really him this time…
Lu Zhanyuan was also stunned. He looked at the shining card in his hand with a deathly pale face, and his eyes almost fell into a daze.
Was this random? Isn’t that a coincidence?
“Relax, even if you can’t win, at least you can’t be scared! I believe the four judges below the stage will protect you and use all your strength to fight Shen Wuya!”
Su Yun gently patted Lu Zhanyuan’s shoulder and said.
In this kind of tournament, the more terrible the injury, the heavier it would be.
“But … but that’s Shen Wuya!”
Lu Zhanyuan said in horror, “I can’t be his opponent! Impossible! I will be killed by him, I will be killed by him!”
His entire body was trembling. Facing such a famous genius, Lu Zhanyuan had almost no fighting spirit.
With this kind of mentality, losing half of the match was already obvious.
However, Lu Zhanyuan had no other choice, unless he was willing to sever his arms and cripple his cultivation!
“I abstain!!”
At this moment, an ear-piercing sound resounded throughout the entire venue.
Su Yun turned his head to look at Lu Zhanyuan in astonishment, and saw his entire body trembling as he shouted.
Abstaining?
“Zhan Yuan, don’t you even have the courage to fight?” Su Yun asked with his eyes fixed.
“The other party is Shen Wuya! It’s that Saber Sword Martial Emperor! It’s that genius!! I can’t win against him, I can’t win against him!! I abstain!! Abstain!” Lu Zhanyuan seemed to have lost his thoughts as he spoke at an extremely fast speed.
But the next second, Su Yun tightly pressed down on his shoulder. A trace of profound energy overflowed from Su Yun’s palm and seeped into Lu Zhanyuan’s shoulder, stabilizing his turbulent heart.
Su Yun looked into his eyes, “No one is strong at birth, Strength comes from hard work, Zhan Yuan, you have to believe in yourself. Even if the opponent is several times stronger than you, you can’t be afraid. Once you are afraid, you will already be in a weak spot. Now that there are four judges protecting you, if you go to battle, your life will never be in danger. But if you don’t fight, your cultivation will be crippled, and you will become a truly weak person. Do you understand? ”
Looking at Lu Zhanyuan’s gradually lost eyes, he knew that if Lu Zhanyuan did not fight this time, he would definitely have a heart demon in his heart. It would not be beneficial to his future cultivation. He was afraid that he would stay at the Spirit Profound Yang Realm for the rest of his life, and it would be difficult for him to step into Profound Immortal Ling.
Lu Zhanyuan remained silent.
Su Yun released his hand and stared at the stage. He continued, “Lu Zhanyuan, the decision is in your hands. Right now, there are nearly 100,000 people watching you. You decide for yourself. He, Shen Wuya, is not afraid of you. Why are you afraid of him?”
Su Yun turned around and looked at the arena quietly. Lu Zhanyuan looked up at him.
Suddenly, Lu Zhanyuan seemed to have sensed something and looked into Su Yun’s eyes.
Why… Why isn’t Brother Su scared at all?
Why hadn’t he revealed the slightest bit of worry or fear from the beginning to the end? Isn’t he also in Group D?
Then, why should I be afraid of Shen Wuya? To a Spirit Cultivator, cultivation is life. To give up cultivation is to give up life. If I don’t even need cultivation, then what’s the point of living? Am I going to be a coward for the rest of my life? Lu Zhanyuan’s heart was messed up by Su Yun’s words, but not long after, he leapt to his feet, his waist straight, and his heart burned with flames.
“Contestant Lu Zhanyuan, are you really going to abstain?”
At this moment, the host, Zhu Wen, asked.
Lu Zhanyuan closed his lips tightly. His soybean-sized eyes swept across the arena. He discovered that almost everyone was looking at him. Only Shen Wuya stood on the arena with his hands crossed and his eyes closed. He looked relaxed as if he had already decided that he was the winner of the match.
Seeing this, Lu Zhanyuan’s heart suddenly burst into fierce flames!
“I’m joking. How can I surrender? Right?”
Lu Zhanyuan grinned. Although his face was still very pale, there was less fear in his eyes and an unprecedented determination overflowed.
Shen Wuya suddenly opened his eyes and swept them towards Lu Zhanyuan. There was a trace of surprise in his eyes. He probably didn’t expect Lu Zhanyuan to say such words.
He’s looking at me! Does he value me?
Lu Zhanyuan clenched his fists tightly as he thought to himself.
“That’s good!!” Zhu Wen continued to scream, “Then, contestant Lu Zhanyuan, please go on stage!”
Roar! ! ! ! !
The cheers of the mountain and tsunami erupted from the spectators’ seats, and the entire arena was lit up again.