Chapter 34 Ghost Sword (please collect it)


    Although his whole body seemed to have turned into steel, King Kai''s speed was astonishing. Like a breeze, he floated in front of Iron Hand in an instant.


    The next moment, his right leg swept across, so fast that it seemed to disappear.


    B-level martial arts—shadowless legs!


    Seeing this scene, Fang Xing broke out in cold sweat on his forehead.


    Because he knew that if King Kai used this move, he would definitely not be able to resist it.


    The opponent''s legs were too fast and too strong...even the entire thigh seemed to have no leg bones.


    Bang bang!


    Facing King Kai''s kicks that seemed to blend into the wind, Tie Shou only made a very ordinary movement, and that was to block!


    Block the mechanical arm on the right in front of you.


    Snap!


    The next moment, as if an iron whip had hit the shield, a violent metal collision sounded throughout the ring.


    The ear-piercing sonic boom made all the spectators feel a stinging pain in their eardrums.


    Fang Xing concentrated on watching the two figures constantly changing their positions on the ring.


    Click!


    Countless strong winds blew out, causing cracks to appear on the edge of the arena.


    "These two unrivaled jade warriors are the best among the unrivaled jade warriors, right? Maybe they can challenge some of the weaker fourth realms?"


    An idea suddenly appeared in his mind.


    "I''m tired of seeing your kicking skills."


    The next moment, there was a ferocious look on the face of the mechanical warrior Tie Shou, who seemed to be defensive all the time and was forced to the corner of the ring.


    laugh!


    On his machine-made right arm, in the middle of the palm, a blade suddenly appeared.


    The cold light flashed and fell on King Kai''s leg whip, rubbing out a long string of sparks!


    King Kai immediately jumped out of a distance and stared at Tie Shou warily.


    "Here comes the Iron Hand''s knife!"


    The master of ceremonies shouted excitedly.


    "Is this fighting competition serious? One side can directly show off their weapons? Isn''t it too unfair?"


    Huang Mao Hao Chi waved the gambling ticket in his hand, his eyes a little red.


    He had bet heavily on King Kai!


    "Idiot... King Kai is still a superpower. Under his steel skin, his whole body is considered a weapon. Should he be banned?"


    A female white-collar worker next to her sneered: "There is never absolute fairness in the world..."


    Hao Chi was initially a little unreasonable, but after taking a look at the gambling ticket in the opponent''s hand, he immediately stopped: "Don''t talk to me, you betting man..."


    Inside the fighting cage.


    Iron Hand raised the blade of his right hand: "Kill!"


    In an instant, Fang Xing saw a flash of sword light!


    This sword light is sharp and pure...it seems to have an inexplicable artistic conception!


    Even if it is just a simulated artistic conception, it is enough to shock every audience!


    "Is this the ''Knife in hand, leaving no ghosts behind'' of the Ghost Sword?"


    Fang Xing''s eyes lit up.


    Isn''t that why he came to watch the blood cage fight?


    "Indeed... it''s not killing... if you want to say it, it''s more like ''confidence'', but it also includes killing..."


    Silently feeling this artistic conception, Fang Xing suddenly had some more ideas about getting started with the ''Ghost Sword''.


    "Sure enough, martial arts still need a good teacher. If a teacher who is proficient in the Ghost Sword demonstrates it personally, the effect will definitely be better than this..."


    Although he understood the artistic conception in a battle, Fang Xing knew that if he wanted to get started with this, he still couldn''t do it!


    At this time, his eyes were attracted by this bright and crazy sword light.


    Just by watching, he was captivated. What about the armored king with the flash of sword in front of him?


    The next moment, Fang Xing saw it.


    King Kai was smiling fiercely in the light of the sword: "I have known for a long time, Iron Shou, that your killing move is the Ghost Sword... But unfortunately, my superpower has just evolved to the second stage. I can resist it... And you, can you resist my ‘Heaven and Earth Destroy Legs’?”


    Almost at the same time as he spoke, King Kai''s originally steel-colored skin changed again!


    Under the skin, pieces of diamond-shaped scales emerged, like a scale armor, carrying unparalleled defensive power.


    Not only that, King Kai himself was like a poisonous dragon, soaring into the sky in the light of the sword, and his legs were like poisonous dragon fangs, falling crazily.


    An artistic conception that is not inferior to that of the Ghost Sword emerges, with a meaning of annihilation, sweeping across the arena!


    A-level martial arts—Heaven and Earth will destroy your legs!


    "Oops, Iron Hand is going to be defeated!"


    The female white-collar worker who spoke before wailed and angrily tore up the gambling ticket in her hand.


    "Haha... Come on King Kai!"


    Huang Mao Hao Chi shouted excitedly when he saw this scene.


    Then…


    Fang Xing saw a flash of sword light.


    The light of the sword was not very bright, but it was quite pure. It directly cut open countless leg shadows and struck heavily on King Kai''s chest.


    "impossible!"


    King Kai roared angrily, and the black iron scales on his body seemed to be gathering on his chest, turning into protective mirrors.


    But it''s no use!


    No matter how many iron armor scales there were, they were all cut open by the light of the sword.


    The cold edge of the blade cut open the flesh, causing blood to flow, leaving a deep wound on King Kai''s chest that showed bone.


    "The way of the sword is to move forward indomitably!"


    Tie Shou stood in front of the fallen King Kai with a resolute expression and said calmly. "Ahhh!"


    The audience screamed like crazy, and the female white-collar worker almost collapsed: "Tie Shou, you donkey ball... Although you won, I have already torn up my gambling ticket!"


    Huang Mao Hao Chi next to him suddenly felt much better when he heard this, and he also felt a lot more pleasing to the eye when he looked at the female white-collar worker.


    He stepped forward and wanted to say something more, but the female white-collar worker hugged his head and kissed her hard and deeply...


    ''Okay, this kind of environment is indeed very suitable for venting...''


    Fang Xing felt that there was an increasingly crazy trend around him, and some customers even grabbed the bunny girl next to him and began to move his hands up and down.


    He looked at the field again and saw that someone was carrying King Kai off the field, and there were doctors treating him next to him.


    ''Obviously, a master of this level will not deliberately damage the fighting field and leave the power of life and death to the customers... At the very least, they must be true ''distinguished guests''...''


    Fang Xing looked at all this and suddenly lost interest. He walked out of the fighting arena and prepared to get on the bus and wait for departure.


    He doesn''t have the strength to leave the black market by himself at night!


    "Did the guests enjoy themselves?"


    Suddenly, a voice came from the side.


    Fang Xing turned around and saw that it was none other than ''Meat Bun'' Zhang Jiarui. She was still dressed as a bunny girl and had deep purple eyes.


    "What? You''re not going to serve the guests?"


    He pointed at the bustling fighting arena.


    "I am also serving the guests..." Zhang Jiarui licked her lips. Her tongue was short, pink and tender, which was inexplicably charming.


    "Uh, no, thank you."


    Fang Xing waved his hand. Anyway, he was not going to get off the bus until he reached his destination.


    "That''s a pity. I hope Tie Shou''s performance tonight will satisfy our guests."


    Zhang Jiarui got off the bus and walked to the fighting arena.


    Fang Xing stared at the other person''s back, and suddenly his eyes narrowed.


    A security guard in a black suit was welcoming Zhang Jiarui into the fighting arena, and even bowed slightly, looking very respectful.


    And that security guard seemed to be the account manager who was responsible for escorting the car!


    Seemingly noticing his gaze, Zhang Jiarui finally glanced back with a naughty smile.


    ‘It seems that this meat bun’s background is a bit complicated...she actually works as a reception girl, pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger? ’


    Fang Xing closed his eyes and didn''t think much.


    After all, the backstage of the Blood Cage Fighting Arena is very tough and should not be easily provoked.


    But it was not easy tonight, seeing the simulated artistic conception of the ''Ghost Sword'', one needs to grasp it carefully.


    "A-level martial arts, through meditation, hypnosis... allows ordinary warriors of the three realms to simulate a hint of the power of artistic conception in advance!"


    "With a knife in your hand, won''t ghosts and gods leave you alone?"


    "First meditate, then hypnotize yourself, and get closer to this artistic conception... When you can slightly simulate the prototype, you should be the beginning of the Ghost Sword. Then, you can consider the stages of slaying ghosts, slaying gods, and fighting ghosts and gods..."


    "I haven''t received the words and deeds of an excellent teacher. I have to watch and explore on my own. I don''t know how to use the magic sword. It will be very difficult at the beginning..."


    Fang Xing sighed secretly.


    While he was trying to figure out the meditation method of the ''Ghost Sword'', some passengers gradually filled up the bus, all of whom were customers of the fighting arena.


    When the fight is over, they will be sent back to the station where they came from today, and then go back to their homes, and continue to be social animals tomorrow.


    Fang Xing looked around and found that many people were missing.


    Obviously, these guys were aroused by tonight''s fight and wanted to have some fun in the black market.


    After all, the entertainment venues here are exciting beyond imagination.


    ‘I don’t know how many of them can survive until tomorrow? ’


    Fang Xing just glanced at it and stopped thinking about it, looking at the scenery outside the window.


    Boom!


    Not long after, the car engine started and the bus slowly drove away.


    …


    Qinglinfang City.


    Shack No. 57, T-section.


    basement.


    Fang Xing sat cross-legged and formed a strange mudra with his hands.


    According to the theory of meditation, the ten fingers of the hand are the keys to open the soul, so different mudras often have different effects.


    Forming seals at this time is helpful for meditation.


    "No thoughts, no thoughts, no thoughts..."


    Gradually, Fang Xing''s mind became concentrated, and his heart became empty.


    Then, he began to visualize the knife swung by the ''Iron Hand'' he had seen before!


    With a knife in hand, no ghosts or ghosts will be left behind!


    Tick ??tock!


    In an instant, his calm ''heart lake'' suddenly became rippled. The originally clear lake water instantly turned dark, and countless distracting thoughts swarmed out!


    "no…"


    Fang Xing opened his eyes, and one of his eyes turned blood red.


    He forced himself to calm down, then shook his head: "Without the demonic control of the ''Demon Knife'', I would have been filled with inner demons at this first level, and I would have been unable to pass..."


    Glancing at the properties panel, he found that there were no extra columns as usual, which made Fang Xing helpless.


    If you can''t even go up to the attribute bar and the bleeding bar doesn''t show up, then it''s really frustrating...


    (End of chapter)