Hu Zhonghai was the first to make a move, the pitchfork in his hand rapidly charging towards White Light.
White Light did not move at all, looking coldly at the incoming Hu Zhonghai.
Nearer, even nearer.
A trace of delight flashed across Hu Zhonghai's eyes. Then, when the pitchfork was still some distance away from White Light, that pitchfork suddenly extended out a section.
At the front section of the pitchfork, a sharp fork tip that was three meters long suddenly extended out.
A pitchfork within a pitchfork!
Fast and ruthless, that speed was really too fast. This attack was Hu Zhonghai's ultimate move. People of the same realm, once they got close, when executed like this, no one could dodge it.
Hence, Hu Zhonghai was very confident in this killer move of his.
This attack was directly aimed at the vitals. Once hit, one would be heavily injured even if they didn't die.
Although it was said that one could not intentionally cause death or disability in a martial competition, one could choose not to intentionally cause death or disability.
Battles were dangerous. Even exchanging pointers was also very dangerous. Hence, as long as one did not intentionally cause death or disability, it was fine.
White Light's body tensed up, his eyes narrowing.
His figure twisted strangely, a dazzling Chaotic Steps, bringing out three figures at once. The speed of the three figures was shocking.
This speed was too fast!
Puff puff puff!
Hu Zhonghai retreated with a loud cry, but his body would still emit puff puff sounds.
This was the sound of a dagger entering flesh.
After every sound, there would be a splatter of blood.
Ah …
The people below were shocked. Originally, Hu Zhonghua's move made everyone's hearts sink. It's over. What a vicious Hu Zhonghai. This move was precisely to take White Light's life.
The danger of that attack was seen by countless people. They were all sweating profusely because many people knew that if White Light was swapped with them, it would be certain death.
What made everyone pleasantly surprised was that White Light actually dodged it by a hair's breadth.
Right now, every attack was easily landing on Hu Zhonghai's body. That dagger could bring out a splatter of blood every time. But the surrounding people did not feel that White Light was cruel. Instead, they felt that White Light was very benevolent. If it were someone else, they might directly take Hu Zhonghai's life with one slash.
Right now, many people felt very refreshed. Seeing Hu Zhonghai being beaten like this, they felt very refreshed, wishing that they could go up and stab him twice.
"Ah, I admit defeat!" Hu Zhonghai finally grabbed the opportunity and roared.
At this time, the white light had already left about twenty bloody wounds on his body …
White Light retracted his hand. Raindrop's originally pale face was now a little pale. He didn't stop and directly walked down.
Hu Zhonghai stood in front of you, covered in blood. Although he looked miserable, it wasn't fatal. However, he would have to miss the rest of the competition.
Most importantly, he couldn't stand the gazes and discussions around him.
Almost everyone looked at him with disdain and pity.
"Sigh, I'm so stupid. I tried so many ways to challenge him. The gap between us isn't just a little."
"Yeah, he thinks that no one knows about his little tricks. In fact, he just doesn't want to talk about it. He just wants to watch a clown perform."
"Previously, when White Light didn't agree to it, he was still unwilling to let it go. This gap isn't just a little bit. White Light didn't take him seriously at all. It's just that he feels that he's very strong and thinks too highly of himself."
"A pitiful person must have a hateful side. How should I put it? I can only say that this kind of person is contributing to this colorful world. After all, there are all kinds of people in this world. Although this kind of person is very annoying, it is precisely because he is annoying that there is fun."
…
White Light returned to Qinchuan's side with a smile on his face.
Many girls came over to show concern for White Light, which made him feel endless benefits.
The strong were all handsome. Even if they weren't handsome, having strength itself was a kind of handsomeness. Previously, when White Light practiced with a dagger, his posture and movements were sharp and swift. This was a kind of handsomeness, a kind of charm that could attract people.
This first match was very intense and also very good to watch. The main reason was that there was some story progression between White Light and Hu Zhonghai, so it felt very good. The ending was what everyone hoped for, so they were very satisfied.
The second and third matches began.
Usually, it was a challenge or a challenge.
This was also the way big sects handled things. Usually, it was inevitable that there would be some difficulties. At this time, they could stand up, challenge, and solve it with a battle.
Many people were originally enemies, but after participating in the Martial Arts Tournament of the Nine Academies, they directly turned enemies into friends and became good friends.
Therefore, the Martial Arts Tournament of the Nine Academies also had another use, which was to solve the problem of personal grievances.
For example, there were two people standing on the stage now, two young men.
The reason was because of a woman.
"Zhang Ping, do you dare? Whoever loses will leave Yun Cui?" A rather handsome young man asked.
The one called Zhang Ping was a tall and burly young man. He wasn't considered good-looking, but he wasn't ugly either. However, he had a very masculine aura.
"Li Gan, it's a deal. Whoever loses will leave Yun Cui," Zhang Ping said.
"Big Brother, who do you think will win?" White Light asked.
"I don't know, but if you ask me who will leave that woman, I can tell you." Qinchuan smiled.
"Ah, Big Brother, who do you think will leave that woman?" White Light asked curiously.
"That woman will dump both of them," Qinchuan said.
"Why?"
"Because no woman wants to be a man's wager."
"That's not right. Some women will think that this is a man's good to her. It is a man who fights to the death to have the right to love himself. This is a kind of superiority," White Light said.
"You think so too?" Qinchuan looked at him with a smile.
"No, no, I'm not." Bian Guang quickly shook his head.
"That woman isn't either. Look at her expression." Qinchuan smiled.
White Light looked at the woman called Yun Cui. His eyes were very calm and he looked at the two people on the stage with disdain. Unknowingly when, a man stood beside him. He was obviously much stronger than the two people on the stage. He felt that he was taller than the two people on the stage.
"Mister Qin really understands a woman's heart." A clean and clear voice sounded. It wasn't magnetic, but elegant and pleasing to the ear.
Qinchuan's heart trembled. He didn't even notice that someone was so close to him. Was he careless or was this woman deep and unfathomable?
Ming Ruochen.
He turned his head and saw that pair of innocent eyes. They were as pure as a child's, untainted by even a speck of dust. However, that figure was too good, so good that just one look would make one's blood boil. There was an uncontrollable impulse.
Very big, to the best limit. Between the waist and buttocks, between the chest and abdomen, between the neck, collarbone, shoulders, buttocks and legs, these were connected perfectly …
"Cough cough!"
Qinchuan realized that he was distracted. He smiled awkwardly and retracted his gaze. "I only saw the man beside her."