Chapter 2025 Suffering

The second round of qualifying battles will soon begin.

A strong man in the early stage of the Chaos Realm stepped forward to fight according to the order of their respective draws.

Among the crowd, the purple-robed man Qiu Ming maintained a dignified expression.

"Brother Qiu Ming, you don't need to worry too much. Although that Beast is powerful, as long as you don't go head-to-head with him, you are still capable of fighting. What's more, this Beast is just a lone strong man. What great secret art can you have? How can it compare with your Qiu family's secret art?" Lin Tianhao looked over.

"Well, that's true." Qiu Ming nodded, feeling more confident in his heart.

Not long after, it was Jian Wushuang's turn to fight that Qiu Ming.

Whoosh!

Jian Wushuang appeared in the empty space in front of him with a flash, and looked at the purple-robed man Qiu Ming who was walking slowly with a smirk, "Hurry up, don't dawdle, if you are afraid, just go Just admit defeat, I am too lazy to fight someone like you."

"Admit defeat, it's up to you?" Qiu Ming's eyes were stern, and when he flipped his hand, a black spear emitting a cold light appeared in his hand.

"Start." The vicissitudes old man who presided over the ranking match said.

"Haha, come on!" Jian Wushuang laughed loudly, and his figure jumped out, charging towards Qiu Ming like a living brown bear.

The terrifying and ferocious aura completely covered Qiu Ming.

Qiu Ming was shocked in his heart, but the hand holding the spear tightly was a little more forceful, and when Jian Wushuang's figure was about to approach him, his figure shook violently.

Like a ghost, he jumped twice in succession, stabbed with the spear in his hand, and formed two beams of light under the concentration of divine power, attacking and killing Jian Wushuang.

With a wave of Jian Wushuang's big hand, the two light beams were shattered, but when he stepped out to attack Qiu Ming, the latter's figure had already rushed to the side again.

"What the hell are you jumping up and down, if you have the guts, take a punch from me." Jian Wushuang pretended to be annoyed.

"Idiot, knowing that you are strong, how could I collide with you head-on?" Qiu Ming smiled coldly. After a short fight, his confidence grew a little bit.

"Brother Tianhao is right. This guy only has brute force, but he is average in other aspects. With my Qiu family's unique body skills and my spear skills, as long as you are careful, You can completely press him down and fight, or even play tricks on him, you can win this battle!"

Qiu Ming's eyes were full of light, his figure was constantly moving, leaving Jian Wushuang's figure constantly, and at the same time using his figure to flexibly and continuously display spear skills to attack and kill Jian Wushuang.

For a moment, Jian Wushuang was completely passive.

"Asshole, asshole!"

Jian Wushuang's eyes were as wide as copper bells, and his complexion was extremely red. Obviously, he was full of anger, and it felt like there was nothing he could do about the other party.

But just as everyone around thought that Jian Wushuang was going to be defeated, they found a flicker of madness in Jian Wushuang's eyes.

call out!

That Qiu Ming swung his spear and turned into a poisonous snake towards Jian Wushuang's back at this moment. Under normal circumstances, Jian Wushuang should retreat in embarrassment to avoid the point of the spear at this moment, but Jian Wushuang is at this moment. Turning around abruptly, he didn't pay any attention to the attacking spear, and let the spear point bombard his divine body.

Boom!

With a low and loud noise, Jian Wushuang was barely shocked, but he never retreated, and the fists in his hand blasted out one after another.

"Boy, you can try to punch me too!"

"Beast Emperor Divine Fist, the eighteenth form!"

boom!

A huge fist, like a tall idol, struck towards Qiu Ming fiercely.

This Qiu Ming obviously did not expect this scene, and he was hit by this fist before he had time to dodge.

"puff!"

A mouthful of blood spat out wildly,

His figure was also like a kite that had lost its string, unable to throw it backwards.

In this battle, Jian Wushuang wins!

"Hmph, son of a bitch, I really think I can't do anything about you."

Jian Wushuang snorted coldly, cursing and patting his chest where Qiu Ming's spear had just been stabbed.

There, there is a white mark left by the spear point, but it is only a white mark.

The people watching the battle around were shocked.

"This guy, he actually resisted Qiu Ming's attack, and then defeated Qiu Ming?"

"What a strong divine body, resisting Qiu Ming's blow without any damage, and his body remained motionless, and he immediately counterattacked and defeated Qiu Ming. This kind of divine body is really too strong."

"Strong strength, stronger divine body, the only weakness is probably speed and figure, but his overall strength is still terrifying."

Everyone sighed.

At most, they thought that Jian Wushuang could only be ranked in the top ten in the initial stage of the many chaotic realms in this ranking battle, but now, at least he can be ranked in the top five.

Of course, this is only what they think.

As for how strong Jian Wushuang is, as long as he doesn't show it, no one will know.

After defeating Qiu Ming, Jian Wushuang retreated to the edge of the battlefield, and stood there with a domineering attitude, but in the dark, the three Jiuyou Holy Lords staying in the Blood Peak Sword were teasing Jian Wushuang at this moment.

"Sovereign Sword, how does it feel to bully the little guy?" Emperor Zhi Luo laughed.

"Sword Monarch, you're pretending too well. If we didn't know your truth, I'm afraid you're just a more arrogant and stronger god." Emperor Jiuqiao also smiled.

But Jian Wushuang said bitterly: "Don't make fun of me, you three. I think you all know that a fierce battle with these little guys is harder for me than a fight with a great emperor."

The facts that Jian Wushuang said.

In a fierce battle with the Great Emperor, at least he is upright, without the slightest restraint, and can completely explode his strength.

But in this ranking battle, he is restrained, from his words and deeds to his explosive strength, he is trying his best to pretend, especially in the fierce battle, he has to control the strength, speed and other aspects properly. Good, how hard is this?

Such a battle is a torment for Jian Wushuang.

He would rather fight an upright battle with the Great Emperor.

"Be patient, there will be a lot of battles waiting for you." Nine Nether Lord laughed.

"Indeed, Lord Sword, the three of us are too high-level to show up. We can only leave these things to you." Emperor Zhi Luo also knew.

Jian Wushuang felt helpless.

In the next qualifying battle, everything went smoothly.

Jian Wushuang defeated another early Chaos Realm and entered the ranks of the strongest nine.

Then the nine-person one-on-one reincarnation battle kicked off, that is, one person had to fight each other with the other eight people, and then the five strongest people were selected.