Chapter 470: Waste of Quota

"Is this kid crazy? With such a serious injury, he has to continue fighting."

"Does he want to die in this ring?"

"Gu Nandu's will did not send him out, do you think he can continue the fight?"

The crowd was shocked.

Wang Qiming's body was full of scars, and there was almost no intact place. According to normal circumstances, he was simply unable to fight again.

However, he insisted on sticking to the ring, never admit defeat or fall.

"Wang Qiming."

Zhao Lingshan also looked at the scene in front of her in awe, her heart agitated.

Previously, she had clearly seen how Wang Qiming had been knocked down again and again in order not to lose, and then stood up.

That kind of tenacious will gave her a deep shock.

"Damn boy, do you really think I can't kill you?"

On the opposite side, Zhu Huai was so angry that blue veins burst out on his forehead, he was going crazy.

He was also quite embarrassed. There were several knife marks on his robe, and his body was covered in scars.

From the very beginning of the game, he had the absolute upper hand, but this kid was just like Xiaoqiang who was beaten to death. No matter how hard he suppressed him, he could persevere, even after he injured the opponent a few times. , was actually injured by the opponent's fight.

Zhu Huai was shocked and angry.

"Stinky boy, I don't believe it, how long can you hold on."

With a roar, Zhu Huai shot with all his strength.

Boom!

In an instant, the situation on the arena was turbulent.

Wang Qiming stepped back frequently, adding a few more wounds to his body.

However, he always stood still, gritted his teeth, and tried his best to fight back.

Those eyes, like an evil ghost who came out of hell, are shocking.

"I came from a humble background. It took ten times the hard work of ordinary people and all the hardships to get here. Now, there is only one game left to get the chance to inherit.

Wang Qiming roared inwardly, because of the injury, his mind was chaotic, and the whole person almost fell into a coma, but he gritted his teeth.

No one knows how much suffering he has endured and how much he has suffered to get to this stage with difficulty.

Even in death, he is not willing to give up.

Even if there is only his last breath left, he will stand and fight until he is exhausted, until the last ounce of strength is exhausted.

"Damn, defeat me!"

Zhu Huai roared and attacked even more violently.

The long battle and the trauma made him more and more impatient.

He couldn't even defeat a disciple of the Five Kingdoms, so how would he gain a foothold in the Dawei Dynasty in the future?

Boom boom boom!

The monstrous fist power, like a tsunami, swept through and swallowed Wang Qiming.

"No way."

Under the turbulent waves, Wang Qiming felt like a floating catkin, unable to hold on.

But he didn't want to fall like this.

"Fight, fight, fight!"

At the last moment, Wang Qiming burned the real power in his body, desperately, roaring and pounced on him.

Fight to the death.

boom!

The dark sword light, like the sharp blade of a demon god, suddenly shot up into the sky. The fierce appearance of the god and the terrifying suffocating aura shocked everyone's mind, and even made Zhu Huai's heart tremble.

Bang!

The two forces collided, and the astonishing impact swept the world, making a loud noise in the ring.

Amidst the loud noise, Wang Qiming and Zhu Huai vomited blood at the same time and flew out.

"what?"

"Who won?"

"Is it Zhu Huai?"

Everyone raised their heads one after another and looked intently.

"Cough cough!"

Only a series of coughing sounds were heard, and immediately above the ring, Wang Qiming stood up staggeringly.

However, his eyes were shining like never before, and under the watchful eyes of all, he finally stood up with difficulty.

"What, it was this kid who stood up?"

"Zhu Huai lost?"

"how can that be?"

The crowd widened their eyes, unable to believe their own eyes.

hum!

Shrouded in white light, Zhu Huai was sent out directly, while Wang Qiming returned to the square.

With a flick of the figure, Qin Chen immediately appeared beside Wang Qiming and helped him up.

"Less dust!"

With a grin, Wang Qiming looked at Qin Chen with a pure and clear smile.

He won.

With a will far beyond ordinary people, he used his own blood to firmly stand on this arena.

And such a battle also shocked the people of all five countries.

What kind of spirit is this, so Wang Qiming would rather fight for his life than fight. Didn't he know that if he just neglected, he would die?

"Do not talk."

Qin Chen immediately took out the healing elixir from his body and gave it to Wang Qiming.

Wang Qiming's injuries are extremely serious, and if it is not treated in time, he may be in danger of life.

Since then, three duels have ended.

There are already three players who have successfully entered the top 12, namely Hua Tiandu, Meng Xingjue and Wang Qiming.

"Trash, even a boy from the Five Kingdoms can't defeat it, so Zhu Huai is really a trash."

"A spot wasted in vain."

"If it were me, how could I drag out the battle for so long and give that kid a chance to come back?"

Some geniuses of the Great Power Dynasty are all dissatisfied and their faces are ugly.

under discussion.

buzzing...

Six rays of white light fell, enveloped the six people again, and appeared on the ring at the same time.

"Hey, this round is interesting."

"We are the three geniuses of Xuanzhou, and we are fighting against the three geniuses of the five kingdoms."

"Haha, this round should be stable."

"Situ Sheng and Long Cheng both have the strength to challenge Tianjiao, while Zhao Tian is a little worse, but he also has the strength of a top-tier genius. It shouldn't be a problem to defeat a genius from the Five Kingdoms."

Discussions came from outside the ancient southern capital.

"Huh? Zhao Lingshan is in danger!"

Qin Chen frowned.

I saw that in these three games, the black-robed youth of the Ghost Immortal faction played against a strong man named Long Cheng from the Dawei Dynasty, and the Daliang Guoyu Wenfeng played against the man named Zhao Tian, ​​while the one Zhao Lingshan met was a simple-looking one. , but the extremely restrained Situ Sheng.

"If she encounters other players, Lingshan may not have a chance to win, but this Situ Sheng..."

Qin Chen sighed slightly.

From his perspective, it is natural to see that among the three great geniuses of the Great Power Dynasty, this Situ Shengxiu is obviously the strongest, even above the previous Lin Kong and Zhu Huai.

It's almost impossible to win.

In fact, Zhao Lingshan is too young after all, and her congenital conditions are a little worse. If she is given another two or three years, it will become completely different.

But now, it's too early.

"In these three rounds, the black-robed youth of the Guixian faction, Yu Wenfeng, and that Situ Sheng won. If Lingshan meets Zhao Tian, ​​Yu Wenfeng's opponent, there may be a first-line winning rate. As for Longcheng, Although the cultivation base is not weak, it is a pity that he encountered him and could only be ravaged." Qin Chen shook his head.