novel bin Chapter 222 Two People Killed
Chapter 222 Two People Killed
Just as everyone held their breath and stared intently, the Crocodile Blade Martial Soul suddenly flashed with an extremely sharp and cold light.
The Soul Master wielding the short whip didn't even have time to react. He only saw a blur before his eyes, and the Martial Soul he was holding tightly snapped in two without warning in the next instant.
He subconsciously lowered his head slightly, and what he saw was a headless body lying silently on the ground.
The body looked incredibly familiar, and in an instant, a chill ran down his spine and straight to his head—wasn't that his own body?
The next second, the Soul Master finally realized what had happened, but it was too late. His consciousness was extinguished in an instant, like a candle flickering in the wind, and the light of his life vanished without a trace.
The man holding the Crocodile Blade Martial Soul stared at the Martial Soul in his hand with a look of astonishment, his heart filled with turmoil.
He never imagined that his strength would become so formidable.
Looking back, those figures who were once beyond his reach and unattainable now appear so fragile and vulnerable before him, easily defeated like clay chickens and earthen dogs.
He slowly raised his head and cast his gaze at the people below the ring who had once oppressed and exploited him.
At this moment, an irresistible impulse surged into his heart. He felt the power within him boiling and burning, and he couldn't wait to show his skills and take back all the humiliations he had suffered in the past.
Then, he suddenly looked up and let out a long howl: "Come on, all of you, come up here!"
His voice was like a booming bell, deafening and resounding throughout the venue, as if to announce to the world all the pressure and injustice he had endured.
The people who emerged from the dark, damp, and foul-smelling water dungeon stared blankly at the arena in front of them.
A headless corpse lay on the arena, its blood staining the ground and filling the air with a pungent, nauseating stench.
The horrific and bloody scene stunned everyone present. Their eyes widened, their faces filled with astonishment and confusion, completely unable to comprehend what was happening before their eyes.
You have to understand, that headless corpse was no ordinary person!
This person was of average combat strength among them, and his fighting ability was comparable to that of everyone else present.
However, such a powerful figure died inexplicably on the stage, and even his head was nowhere to be found!
Such a bizarre way of dying is truly chilling and baffling.
For a moment, the entire scene fell into a deathly silence.
No one dared to step onto this mysterious and dangerous arena, because everyone knew very well that if they went up there, their fate would be just as miserable as that headless corpse—certain death was inevitable!
Seeing that everyone hesitated and dared not go on stage, Wu Heyi's face gradually darkened.
He coldly surveyed the crowd and began to count down loudly: "Fifteen...fourteen...thirteen..."
As time ticked by, everyone's heart was in their throat, and they were extremely tense.
At this moment, a commotion began to rise in the crowd.
People shoved each other, trying to push those around them into the ring in order to escape the misfortune that might befall them.
In this chaotic situation, a short man stood out.
He was suddenly shoved forward by those around him, staggering. Just as he was about to fall to the ground, he suddenly regained his balance and stood up straight.
At this moment, it seemed that everyone was placing their hopes on this small, thin man.
As for him, it seemed as if he had already seen through the arrangement of fate. He took a deep breath and then resolutely strode towards the arena.
His steps were firm and resolute, as if he were ready to face a life-or-death challenge.
His heart was pounding, and one thought kept echoing in his mind:
"If we don't rush forward now, we'll probably be wiped out immediately, but if we bravely step forward and fight, there might still be a glimmer of hope!"
This idea, like a burning flame, drove him to make a decision.
The moment Ah-Dai loudly gave the order, the two of them seemed to act simultaneously, as if they were on the same wavelength.
They took a deep breath, and their soul power began to surge wildly. Then, dazzling light burst forth from their bodies—the two had once again activated their martial souls.
The short man had a shifty-eyed look that made him seem cunning at first glance.
However, what was unexpected was that his martial soul was also a giant gray rat.
This giant gray rat's martial spirit is clearly of the explosive, agile type, adept at defeating opponents with burst damage and agility.
Moreover, upon closer inspection, it can be seen that his spirit ring is just an ordinary spirit ring with a lifespan of only about ten years.
Even so, when the short man concentrated all his soul power into his limbs, a powerful aura still rushed towards him.
At this moment, his martial spirit had fully possessed him, and he looked like an angry gray rat with its fur standing on end.
At the same time, a pale white martial spirit floated faintly around his body, emitting a dim light.
"First Soul Skill: Lightning Headbutt!"
With a furious shout, the short man's body suddenly transformed into a bolt of lightning, hurtling forward with unparalleled speed and power.
The impact of that condensed soul power was extremely terrifying, making him seem like a high-speed bullet, aimed directly at the enemy in front of him.
In the blink of an eye, he charged toward his opponent like an arrow released from a bow, determined to kill him with a single blow!
However, at that critical moment, as his opponent rushed towards him like lightning, the man wielding the Crocodile Blade Martial Soul swiftly and powerfully swung his blade horizontally.
The gleaming blade, like a silver gust of wind, swept past the opponent's head, then precisely sliced through the body, exiting through the anus.
The whole process was as fast as lightning. In the blink of an eye, the opponent had been cut in two!
Witnessing this bloody and shocking scene, the man with the Crocodile Blade Martial Soul couldn't help but dance with excitement.
He never expected that the kill would be so easy, and he didn't even lose a bit of his soul power.
For him, killing the two men was as easy as slaughtering a defenseless chick.
Immediately afterwards, the important task of rotating shifts fell to the few people who had just come out of the water dungeon.
At this moment, Xiaoqiang seemed to suddenly grasp some key points, and he became unusually proactive, stepping onto the dueling platform without hesitation.
But at this crucial moment, something unexpected happened—Juan, who was the top performer in this selection competition, unexpectedly raised her hand, indicating that she wanted to change the person to take the stage.
Faced with such a request, Wu Heyi calmly and readily agreed without hesitation or hesitation.
After all, long before the competition began, he had clearly informed each group that they had a valuable opportunity to change their participants unconditionally, regardless of time, place, or circumstances.