Chapter 787: Fighting for Life

Yu Hai's thoughts were similar to Lang Wu's. He was stronger than the other party, and his spiritual weapon just happened to restrain the other party. However, after the fight, they were evenly matched, which shocked Yu Hai. It might be more difficult to win this battle than expected.

This was a life-and-death battle. It was either you or me. No matter what they thought, they could not affect the battle, nor could they be distracted. Otherwise, once the other party caught the opportunity, they would die.

After the fight, there was only a slight pause, and Lang Wu attacked again. Yu Hai was also prepared, so the two fought back and forth. This was a life-and-death battle. If you want to survive, you must fight hard. The intensity of the battle can be imagined. The strength of the two was similar, and they both took out means to save their lives. It might be difficult to tell the winner in a short time.

The battle between the cultivators in the early stage of foundation building is naturally not worth mentioning in the eyes of the Jindan cultivators. If the eight-legged demon king takes action, he can easily solve the two people on the field with just one move. However, this cannot be said. The mentality of the contestants and the spectators is completely different.

The life and death competition is just to add to the fun. Life and death are other people's business. The spectators are completely detached. While drinking and eating meat, they comment on the competition. Everyone suddenly feels like pointing fingers at the world, and the atmosphere of the hall is instantly ignited.

The more intense the competition on the field, the more excited the spectators are. Seeing the happy part, the eight-legged demon king can't help but dance with joy and said: "Rampant demon king, where did you get such a good idea? It's really fun to watch others fight for life and death at the celebration banquet."

The rampant demon king smiled and said: "As long as my brother likes it, it's worth my effort."

"I like it, of course I like it. The celebration banquet of the rampant demon king opened my eyes. I will try it if I have the chance in the future." The eight-legged demon king said happily.

The two demon kings in the main seat were watching with great joy, but Qingyang, who was sitting at the bottom, shook his head secretly. The rampant demon king had gone too far by playing with the lives of others for fun. Although Lang Wu and Yu Hai both had their own way to die, being watched like monkeys was an insult to them.

Of course, Lang Wu and Yu Hai had no other choice. Facing life and death, they could only do this. In the world of cultivating immortals, the strong prey on the weak. They fell into the hands of the rampant demon king. In order to survive, they could only do what the rampant demon king asked. Reality was so cruel.

If one day in the future, he also fell into this situation, Qingyang didn't know whether he would perform a life-and-death fight in front of others to save his life, adding some fun to others' drinking, or whether he would directly cut his neck with a spirit sword out of shame and anger.

But he knew there was a way to avoid it, that is to strengthen himself. When his strength surpassed that of everyone else, no one could humiliate him. This might be one of the reasons why other cultivators worked hard to improve their cultivation. However, this was too difficult and few could achieve it. Qingyang didn't know if he could do it in his lifetime.

As time went on, the battle on the field became more and more intense. Lang Wu and Yu Hai seemed to have fought with anger and left no room for maneuver. They fought with their lives, risking their own injuries to hurt the other party. The only difference was the severity of the injury.

At this time, all skills and experience, all means and strategies were useless. They could only fight head-on. Whoever was stronger, who had more true energy, or who was more fully prepared could have a slight advantage in the fight and injure the other party more seriously.

The fierce battle left both of them seriously injured. There were wounds all over their bodies. The blood almost soaked their clothes. It was impossible to tell who was bleeding. Even so, the two people on the field did not dare to relax, did not dare to hesitate in their reactions, and did not dare to stop in their movements, because only by persisting to the end could they survive.

And the more such a battle, the more excited the spectators around were. The bloody smell on the field spread, making the atmosphere around even more heated. Especially those uncivilized monsters, staring at the field with red eyes, wishing that they were the ones to participate in the battle. The rampant monster king and the eight-legged monster king and others on the main seat also temporarily forgot about drinking and eating meat, and were completely attracted by the game on the field. Even Lin Feng Zhenren was no exception.

In the blink of an eye, half an hour passed. This level of intense competition is very serious for the true essence and physical strength of the cultivators. Lang Wu and Yu Hai are almost at the end of their strength, but facing life and death, they can only stimulate their potential to continue to support.

The game still had to decide the winner. Although Lang Wu's character was ruthless and his fighting ability was strong enough, his cultivation was still slightly inferior to Yu Hai. In such a head-on match, many skills could not be used. He was born at a disadvantage, and his spiritual weapon was restrained by the opponent, so the balance of victory gradually tilted towards Yu Hai.

Lang Wu thought of many ways to turn the tide, but the situation did not improve much. The situation even became worse and worse. Killing enemies above their level was not the norm in the world of immortal cultivation.

After another quarter of an hour, Yu Hai attacked several times in a row, forcing Lang Wu to retreat again and again. Then he seized the opportunity, mobilized all the remaining true energy in his body, and attacked again with a spiritual weapon.

Not to mention that Lang Wu was already exhausted, even if he could predict Yu Hai's attack in advance, he would not be able to resist this fatal blow at this time. He knew very well that he would definitely die this time and there was no possibility of survival, but he was unwilling to accept it. Why did he have to die? Why could Yu Hai survive by stepping on his corpse?

Seeing Yu Hai's spiritual weapon about to attack, Lang Wu's eyes flashed with determination. He didn't know what means he used, but his body suddenly expanded several times. The nine water-leaving spikes suddenly shrank, and then burst into dazzling light, shooting towards Yu Hai on the opposite side.

At this time, Yu Hai's moves were already old, and it was too late to retract them. Moreover, he was unwilling to miss such an opportunity to kill Lang Wu, because he knew that he was already at the end of his strength and had no ability to launch a second attack of this degree.

Yu Hai did not dare to retreat. The spiritual weapon continued to hit Lang Wu. At the same time, he used his mind to forcibly search for the remaining true energy, barely forming a thin true energy shield outside his body. As for whether he could defend against Lang Wu's nine water-leaving spikes, it could only depend on God's will.

Yu Hai's mountain spirit weapon smashed down with the force of a mountain. Lang Wu completely gave up on defense, so he was crushed into a meat patty by the spirit weapon without any surprise. At this time, the nine water-leaving spikes had also pierced through the defense of the true qi shield and penetrated Yu Hai's body.