Chapter 1132: End of a Round of Battle

Li Hanxue walked down slowly from the center of the God Fighting Arena, and Tong Ming smiled: "You performed well. I limited you to defeat the opponent within three moves, but you only used one move, which lived up to my expectations of you."

Li Hanxue just walked over coldly. He would not be happy if the Canshen praised him.

Tong Ming did not care. No matter how much Li Hanxue disliked the Canshen now, he would become a Canshen clan in the future.

Tong Ming pointed at Jian Wufeng and said loudly: "The second battle, Jian Wufeng, it's up to you!"

Jian Wufeng walked out of the team slowly and walked into the center of the God Fighting Arena.

His opponent was also the best among the remaining 19 Canshen. Jian Wufeng did not have a domineering physique like Li Hanxue, but his swordsmanship was deeply influenced by Jian Wuyi. He used his five fingers as swords and burst out terrifying sword energy through the Great Wilderness Qi, which directly penetrated the opponent's Canshen Eye and defeated the opponent instantly.

Jian Wufeng also won with one move, which surprised everyone.

The remaining 18 ordinary residual gods had a more and more solemn look in their eyes. They finally realized that the human race they were facing was a group of opponents that were far more terrifying than they had imagined.

"Everyone, you must protect your divine eyes from now on, and don't let the human race take advantage of you! Two of us have been killed by the human race, and we have lost face. We can't lose again!"

The third battle was fought by Wei Xuetong.

Wei Xuetong is the saint of Yuehuang Holy Land. While proficient in moon arts, she also created a technique called Qianshan Spirit Blade Technique. When fighting with the residual gods, although she was not as powerful as Li Hanxue and Jian Wufeng, she only used three moves to cleanly solve the opponent.

Then, it was Qingling who came on the field. Qingling's opponent was particularly powerful, so he fell into a bitter battle. However, Qingling's own cultivation was also very strong, not inferior to the saintly son master in Tianwu Sect. After nearly 20 rounds of fighting, he finally broke the opponent's divine eyes with one sword and won.

After winning all four battles, the remaining 16 ordinary residual gods were embarrassed.

The Kaiyan Canshen in the audience was also very resentful.

"What are you doing, you rubbish? As a Canshen clan, can't you even be against the mere human race?"

"You actually lost all four battles, and you still dare to call yourself a Canshen. Hurry up and commit suicide to apologize, so as not to embarrass my Canshen clan!"

The complaints of the Kaiyan Canshen made the faces of the sixteen Canshen even gloomier. If they came to the Doushen Arena, they might not be condemned too much if they lost. But their opponents happened to be the human race, and they couldn't beat the human race, which was unbearable.

"We can lose to anyone, but we can't lose to our nemesis! Brothers, no matter what means, kill them hard! We must kill them!"

One battle after another continued, although those Canshen were extremely vicious and murderous.

But facing the genius wild warriors on the human side, their murderous intentions obviously could not be transformed into combat power and cause substantial damage to the human race.

The end of each battle ended with the victory of the human race.

There were only ten ordinary remnant gods left. After ten battles, the remnant gods lost all ten battles!

The open-eyed remnant gods in the audience cursed: "You are just a bunch of trash!"

"What's the use of you? If you can't even win a game, then there is no need for the human race to kill you. I will personally kill you, a bunch of trash!"

These ordinary remnant gods were forced to fight desperately with the wild warriors of the human race under the pressure of survival.

But helplessly, Li Hanxue and others experienced one fierce battle after another, and everyone's inner defense awareness had already reached an extremely terrible level.

Even if the remnant gods used desperate means, they did not get any advantage from the wild warriors.

Seeing the ordinary remnant gods fall one by one, the open-eyed remnant gods around were angry and furious.

"Damn human race! How dare you kill people in our territory! I can't stand it." A two-eyed remnant god was furious.

"Brother, calm down. These humans are fighting with ordinary remnant gods, but it is Tong Ming's order. If you attack these humans, Tong Ming will never let you go."

"Hmph!" The two-eyed remnant god flicked his sleeves and sat back in great anger.

Tong Ming is a three-eyed remnant god. He dared to provoke Tong Ming, just to seek death.

After nearly three hours, the battle of twenty people was completely over.

Li Hanxue and the other twenty people won all twenty battles! After all, Li Hanxue and the others are the representatives of the wild warriors in the entire Nebula Continent. It is not surprising to have such a record.

Except for one wild warrior who had three fingers broken, the others were fine.

Tong Ming said: "You performed well today. Go to the basement of the Fighting God Field to rest for a night today. I will arrange for you to fight other battles tomorrow."

There is a basement in the Fighting God Field, where there are rows of single rooms. Tong Ming locked the twenty people in the room separately, and then sent people to guard it, and left on his own.

Jian Wufeng communicated with Li Hanxue with his mental power: "Li Hanxue, why do you think they went to so much trouble to bring us to the God Fighting Arena and let us fight with ordinary residual gods?"

Li Hanxue spread out her palms, stared at the residual god's eye, and said: "It is probably related to the opening of the eyes. If I am not mistaken, this should be just the beginning. Our enemies will become more and more terrifying next time."

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