Sky War Soul

"Ting Mingkai's fists are powerful, but his speed is obviously slower. Any smarter would choose to fight with him, because that is what he isn't good at. Situ Binghe is too anxious, he can only use his own strength to attack the enemy, his Cold Wind Blade is not good at clashing with beast spirits directly! "    

    

Great Elder White Crane's eyes were filled with worry, and his palms were even sweating.    

    

In a battle, experts had to grasp the details of every second. If there was even the slightest bit of confusion, it was easy for them to lose.    

    

Therefore, the more powerful a collision was, the higher the requirement was on spiritual power.    

    

Every time a powerhouse clashed with a powerhouse, spiritual energy would be calculated countless times. Therefore, the longer the battle went on, the greater the consumption of spiritual energy would be.    

    

Fighting for several days was not only extremely demanding on one's physical strength, but also one's spirit energy. It was impossible for an ordinary martial artist to withstand it.    

    

Logically speaking, Situ Binghe had a lot of battle experience, so he shouldn't make such a mistake when fighting against Ting Mingkai.    

    

But it just happened!    

    

It didn't matter if he was under a lot of pressure, or if his heart was in a hurry, in short, Situ Binghe did make a mistake!    

    

Using the Cold Wind Blade to fight against Ting Mingkai head on, wasn't that asking for death?    

    

Seeing that Situ Binghe not only did not continue to dodge, but instead took the initiative to attack, Ting Mingkai was instantly overjoyed. I originally thought that I would need at least ten moves to deal with you.    

    

After he finished speaking, Ting Mingkai shouted loudly, and suddenly rushed out.    

    

Although his body was quite heavy, his speed was still very fast in this arena, which was not large.    

    

"Swish!"    

    

Ting Mingkai suddenly extended both of his hands out, and grabbed onto the wild wind blade Qi that Situ Binghe had released.    

    

"Chi chi chi!"    

    

The blade qi was very sharp, it carved countless of small wounds on Ting Mingkai's palm, and fresh blood flowed down from the lines on it and dripped onto the ground.    

    

However, Ting Mingkai's aura continued to advance, and even though he had been cut by the blade energy into several wounds, he did not stop. It was as though he was determined to break through the layers of blade energy barrier.    

    

Situ Binghe's expression was slightly pale, feeling the pressure from Ting Mingkai's charge, he started to panic a little.    

    

His own blade aura was actually unable to stop Ting Mingkai's attack speed, how could this be?    

    

Why was his fleshly body strength so strong!?    

    

"Chi!"    

    

Following the last wave of blade energy slashing a wound on Ting Mingkai's stomach, his figure rushed in front of Situ Binghe.    

    

"Ice Dragon's Breath!"    

    

Situ Binghe was so shocked that he hurriedly retreated. At the same time, he raised his hand to condense the cold wind blade into an ice dragon that roared out, and with a breath, he rushed straight towards Ting Mingkai.    

    

Ting Mingkai's smile was very sinister, and he shouted: "Heaven Collapsing Earth Shattering Fist!"    

    

Right after he finished speaking, Ting Mingkai punched out with both of his fists, and two explosive fists shot out, smashing its head into pieces before the ice dragon could even take shape.    

    

"Crap!"    

    

Seeing this, Situ Binghe's heart dropped to the bottom.    

    

His mistake was too big, how could he give Ting Mingkai the chance to get close to him?    

    

"Clang!"    

    

Ting Mingkai's huge fist smashed against the cold wind blade in Situ Binghe's hands, sending his body flying dozens of meters away.    

    

"Cough cough cough, puff!"    

    

Situ Binghe's expression was as white as paper, after coughing violently, he could not help but spew out a mouthful of blood.    

    

"Hua!"    

    

When the crowd of cultivators saw this scene, they all burst into an uproar.    

    

He had originally thought that this battle would last for a very long time before a victor was decided. Unexpectedly, in just two or three exchanges, one side had already fallen into an absolute disadvantage.    

    

Since even his martial soul had been sent flying, it would be extremely difficult for him to make a comeback.    

    

Ting Mingkai was an experienced man, he would definitely not give Situ Binghe any chance.    

    

Seeing Situ Binghe being struck, Ting Mingkai's expression became extremely excited, a look of excitement flashed past his eyes. He leapt into the air, his body like a mountain, and his fist like a giant hammer, as he punched out yet again.    

    

The fist that was emitting Spirit Qi broke through the void, and smashed onto Situ Binghe's body again dozens of meters away.    

    

"Wow!"    

    

Situ Binghe spat out another mouthful of blood, only to feel that his vision was turning black, and that all the bones in his body had been broken.    

    

This strike was truly fatal.    

    

"It's over."    

    

Seeing that, Ji Wuming closed his eyes.    

    

Situ Binghe lost, lost due to his own anxious attitude, lost due to his inadequate estimation of Ting Mingkai.    

    

"Go to hell!"    

    

Ting Mingkai's eyes were filled with killing intent, he leapt up high, and pounced towards Situ Binghe who was on the ground.    

    

This was the conclusion he had long since planned. He did not give Situ Binghe any chance to catch his breath, and firmly smashed him to death while pressing him down on the stage.    

    

Situ Binghe was the number one core disciple of the Thoughtless Sect. If he were to be killed by Yun Che, it would evidently be a huge blow to the Thoughtless Sect as well.    

    

If he was hit by Ting Mingkai's huge body, Situ Binghe's death was certain!    

    

"Quick, quickly admit defeat!"    

    

The White Crane Great Clan Elder was extremely anxious, his palms were filled with perspiration, he could not help but wish that he could rush up the stage and help Situ Binghe to block this attack.    

    

Situ Binghe struggled to open his eyes and raised his head to see Ting Mingkai's face that was filled with killing intent.    

    

With less than 10 metres left, the killing intent that assaulted him made his entire body tremble, and in the next second, Ting Mingkai's heavy strike landed!    

    

Situ Binghe only felt that his body was numb, he could not lift it any further, so he could not help but clench his teeth, and used all of his strength to shout out: "I admit defeat!"    

    

"Die!"    

    

Even though Situ Binghe had admitted defeat, Ting Mingkai still did not stop his attacks. The killing intent in his eyes was absolute, and he did not want to leave his opponent any chance of survival.    

    

"Stop."    

    

The judge at the side of the stage remained expressionless as he suddenly made his move, a transparent spirit energy defense instantly enveloping Situ Binghe's body, and Ting Mingkai's thunder-like attack suddenly smashed onto the spirit energy.    

    

"Bam!"    

    

Not only did this strike not harm the slightest bit of spirit energy, Ting Mingkai himself was sent flying dozens of meters away.    

    

Ting Mingkai crawled to his feet, his sinister and distorted face was filled with unwillingness: "Awoo, awoo, clearly, we were just a bit off! Damn it, damn it! "    

    

"You win, quickly get off the stage. If the other party were to admit defeat and still try to kill me, I will not be merciful. "    

    

The referee's eyes were ice-cold. His name was Chen Luomo, the City Lord of Sunset City, and also the referee of the ranking tournament selected by the four clans.    

    

He possessed the strength at the peak of the Divine Abilities Realm, and was only a step away from reaching it.    

    

Even the four elders of the four clans that were stationed in Sunset City were afraid of him. They didn't dare to underestimate him.    

    

Hearing Chen Luo Mu's words, Ting Mingkai immediately went silent, he did not dare to have any dissatisfaction, and walked down the stage dejectedly.    

    

"The victor has been decided!"    

    

"Hahahaha, I told you that Ting Mingkai would win, hand over the fine quality pills!"    

    

"What the hell, is Situ Binghe acting?"    

    

The warrior who lost the bet was very angry. What Situ Binghe had displayed, should not be so little.    

    

"This is so infuriating!"    

    

"The number one core disciple is only at this level?"    

    

Many martial artists had lost their bet and were cursing loudly.    

    

In fact, not only them, even Ji Wuming and the White Crane did not expect that Situ Binghe would lose so quickly.    

    

"What's going on!"    

    

Seeing Ting Mingkai walking down, Zhang Yuanhua was slightly dissatisfied. He obviously had the advantage on the stage, but was unable to kill Situ Binghe in the end.    

    

"I'm sorry Sect Leader, I didn't expect him to die so quickly."    

    

Ting Mingkai spread out his hands with a helpless look on his face.    

    

Originally, he thought that Situ Binghe would be able to hold on for a bit longer, but he never expected that he would be defeated before five moves had passed.    

    

From the start, he had not been prepared to kill his opponent with a single move.    

    

"It's fine. The reason I didn't kill him was just to let him live for a little longer."    

    

Zhang Yuanhua put away his displeasure and once again revealed a provocative smile.    

    

When the ambush begins, all of Thoughtless Sect's people would die!    

    

Ji Wuming looked at him and the Great Clan Elder immediately went onto the stage to help Situ Binghe up, "Our disciple is injured and needs treatment!"    

    

Chen Luo Mu nodded his head, and immediately, a few people rushed up the stage and carried Situ Binghe away.    

    

They were the doctors from Sunset City who were in charge of treating the injured.    

    

When Zheng Qichu saw this scene, he said in a low voice, "Senior Brother Situ, you're too impatient. It might be because of the onlookers watching too closely, but if it was me, I wouldn't use this method to fight against Ting Mingkai. Ting Mingkai is good at close combat, pull away from him. Senior brother Situ's blade aura is very sharp. "    

    

Hearing it, Zheng Qichu's voice sounded depressed.    

    

Jiang Qianyue and Yang Xiao were both dejected, failure in the first round was like a head-on attack to Thoughtless Sect, which also meant that Yang Xiao had to be prepared for battle.    

    

"You shouldn't say that. Ting Mingkai's own strength is also very strong. All of us have underestimated him."    

    

Ji Wuming frowned tightly, and said in a low voice: "Zheng Qichu, come and finish the second match, don't be careless."    

    

"I will, Sect Leader."    

    

Zheng Qichu nodded with a serious expression.    

    

Ji Wuming remained silent for a long while, before finally opening his mouth again, "If you cannot defeat him, then you must put your life above all else!"    

    

Zheng Qichu was startled for a moment, and then nodded strongly: "Sect Master, I will."    

    

This sentence, seemed simple, but it was actually Ji Wuming's compromise on reality.    

    

If it was a normal situation, Ji Wuming would definitely not allow this disciple to be timid before the battle, and he would definitely not have the thought of admitting defeat if he was unable to win.    

    

Even if he wasn't a match, he had to try his best. What if a miracle happened right in front of him?    

    

If you don't last until the last moment, you'll never know if a miracle will happen.    

    

But the reality right now gave Ji Wuming a fierce slap. He started to worry, worry about the lives of these core disciples.    

    

"How are your injuries?"    

    

hurriedly asked when he saw the White Crane Great Clan Elder rushing back.    

    

"Fortunately, all the bones and tendons in my body have shattered. I'll need at least half a month to recover."    

    

The White Crane Great Elder shook his head, his face full of worry.    

    

Although he had managed to preserve his life, the most dangerous part was still to come.    

    

"The second match begins!"    

    

Chen Luo Mu announced.    

    

"Senior Brother Zheng, do your best!"    

    

Yang Xiao and Jiang Qianyue clenched their fists, and cheered for Zheng Qichu.    

    

Zheng Qichu looked up at the sky, muttering to himself: "Regardless of whether I advance or not, I still have to win!"    

    

"Because this is related to the dignity of our Thoughtless Sect!"