When Zhao Hai heard Yue Feng say this, he couldn't help but smile and said, "It's nothing. Elder, you know that when I am in the lower realm, I can be a black magician. The black magician is not inferior to anyone at all about using poison, especially the corpse poison. I just knew that it was the antidote that I gave myself, and it may not be effective for other poisons, but against corpse poison, haha, it's not that I yelled myself, the effect is absolutely powerful."
When Yue Feng heard Zhao Hai say this, he couldn't help but lit up. However, he did not immediately ask Zhao Hai to hand over the antidote formula, but looked at Li Fei and said, "How long will it take for Li Fei to wake up?"
Zhao Hai thought for a while and said, "You can wake up in about an hour and you can fully recover in about a day. Of course, the injuries on his shoulders must be applied after the poison is completely cleared."
Yue Feng said in a deep voice: "Okay, leave two people behind for Li Fei, and the others will return to the field. There is still a game to go. Let's go." When everyone saw that Li Fei was really nothing, they responded immediately and followed Yue Feng out.
The group soon returned to Yangding Mountain. Now the round of the competition in Yangding Mountain has ended, and the sixth round of the competition has begun. Fortunately, Zhao Hai's name was not mentioned before.
However, when Zhao Hai arrived at Yangding Mountain, the sixth round of the game was about to begin. His opponent this time was not an acquaintance, but it was definitely not easy to deal with, because the person he had to face was one of the people who were most seen in this game, Chen Rufeng, Shangyuan Sect.
Shangyuan Sect, the authentic sect of Xuanmen in the Zhenling Realm, has an average relationship with the Badao Sect. However, the Badao Sect has a good relationship with Guiyuan Sect, and Guiyuan Sect has a close relationship with Shangyuan Sect, so the relationship between the two parties is still acceptable and there is no conflict of interest. I am considered a friend.
Zhao Hai looked at Chen Rufeng standing opposite the ring. Chen Rufeng was wearing a scholarly outfit, but he was carrying a sword on his back. The sword looked simple and unpretentious and had nothing special.
Chen Rufeng is also very average and not very handsome, but he has a temperament, a temperament that makes people feel good at it at a glance.
He has no arrogance, but you will not feel that you should lower your head in front of him. There is a gentle smile on his face, which makes you unconsciously want to get close to him. His eyes are gentle as water, but unconsciously they will feel good.
Chen Rufeng looked at Zhao Hai in surprise now, because Zhao Hai's temperament was so similar to his temperament. Although Zhao Hai was wearing a warrior uniform, it did not give people a rude feeling at all. On the contrary, it added a hint of heroic spirit to Zhao Hai. Zhao Hai also had a smile on his face, and the smile was also very gentle, which made people feel good.
It can be said that although these two people stood there, their temperaments were somewhat different, they were equally affectionate, which was something that no one else had expected.
Seeing these two people standing on the stage, the monks below forgot to speak for a moment and looked at them blankly, because their temperament was so special.
Zhao Hai looked at the other party and spoke first. He clasped his fists at the other party and said with a smile: "Zhao Hai, Badao Sect, has seen Senior Brother Chen. I have seen the previous games of Senior Brother Chen. To be honest, you are the opponent I least want to meet, but unfortunately I met him. Then I can only ask Senior Brother Chen to show mercy."
Chen Rufeng also clasped his fists at Zhao Hai and said, "Junior Brother Zhao Hai is so polite. I have seen your game too. I admire your sword technique. I would like to ask my junior brother to show mercy to me."
Zhao Hai chuckled and said, "We should not be polite here, otherwise everyone will scold us, please Brother Chen." After that, Zhao Hai pulled out his long sword and pointed it straight at Chen Rufeng.
Chen Rufeng also smiled slightly and drew out his long sword. When Chen Rufeng's long sword was pulled out, Zhao Hai immediately felt a difference. Chen Rufeng's long sword was like Qiushui, but it gave people a feeling of being completely restrained inward. It was definitely a good sword.
Zhao Hai narrowed his eyes slightly, then he waved the long sword in his hand and shouted loudly: "Kill!" After that, he attacked Chen Rufeng with a knife.
The smile on Chen Rufeng's face also disappeared, and Liu Guanzhu was fighting with Zhao Hai at the beginning. When he saw this situation, many monks in the audience exclaimed in surprise. They had no choice but to exclaim, because he had never drunk the killing when Zhao Hai fought with others before, and when Chen Rufeng fought with others, the smile on his face never disappeared. Now the actions of the two of them made everyone in the audience understand that the two had not used all their strength at all before, and now they have used all their strength.
When the two really fought together, the people in the audience were really surprised, because they had real skills this time. Chen Rufeng's sword technique was just one word, fast, extremely fast. When you saw him take action, you could hardly see his sword, only the sword light flashed, but that sword was a real sword, and that sword was a sword light. Many people in the audience couldn't tell this.
After Zhao Hai's sword technique was unfolded, it was surprising. Once his sword technique was unfolded, the knife in his hand disappeared completely. He was surrounded by a ball of golden light, and you couldn't even see the knife reflecting inside, because it was a ball of golden light, a very dazzling golden light.
It can be said that after so many days of competition, the most exciting game finally came. Both of them fought quickly, not the fastest, but only for faster. For a moment, a golden light on the stage collided with sword lights, and the sound of weapons intersecting was like raindrops, making it impossible for those who heard it to count how many sounds it made.
It was amazing, so amazing. Both sides' speed reached a certain level. The most important thing is that this speed did not pass in a short while, but was continuous. The two sides had fought for more than ten minutes. People originally thought that this almost suffocating fast attack would end soon, but the result was that the speed of both sides accelerated incredibly.
Everyone felt that they could no longer breathe because the battle on the stage was too intense and too fast, and they seemed to have no time to breathe.
Just as he entered, everyone suddenly felt a scene that made everyone feel their brains stuck. He saw the golden light on the stage suddenly disappearing, and the knife in Zhao Hai's hand seemed to have suddenly slowed down countless times. It seemed that his knife was pressed down on a mountain, and when he waved it, it seemed that it was carrying a huge force of tens of thousands of pounds.
Seeing Zhao Hai's sword, everyone was almost obsessed with this contrast from extremely fast to extremely slow, and the one who was even more depressed was Zhao Hai's opponent Chen Rufeng.
Chen Rufeng clearly felt that although Zhao Hai's sword was very slow, it blocked all his offensive routes. He actually felt that he could not get out of the sword. The most important thing was that Zhao Hai's sword also had a momentum, one by one, one by one, and one by one, and overwhelming force!
In the situation opposite, A Rufeng really didn't know what to do. The sword in his hand slowed down. When the people who saw this change sighed at the same time, they knew that Chen Rufeng was defeated this time because he had lost his offensive rhythm now. He fell into Zhao Hai's rhythm and could only be led by Zhao Hai. In this case, he naturally had no way to defeat Zhao Hai.
Sure enough, as soon as Chen Rufeng's swordsmanship slowed down, he was completely at a disadvantage. Zhao Hai just slowly used five swords to break through Chen Rufeng's defense, and Chen Rufeng was defeated.
Chen Rufeng was also very graceful. Although he was a little disappointed in this failure, he was not too disappointed. He put away his long sword and clasped his fists at Zhao Hai and said, "If Junior Brother Zhao is good, I might as well. If you have time in the future, we must discuss it."
Zhao Hai also put away his long sword and smiled at Chen Rufeng: "Sure, to be honest, it's really hard to deal with the fast sword of the senior brother. If it weren't for the final attempt, the winner would be hard to say."
Chen Rufeng smiled and said, "Young brother, don't need to put gold on my face. My master said that my sword skills are fast, but I can't control it freely. So, I really count it, it's not unfair to lose. I hope I have a chance to drink with you." After that, he clasped his fists at Zhao Hai, turned around and jumped off the ring and left.
Zhao Hai looked at Chen Rufeng and smiled slightly, turned around and jumped off the ring. The battle was finally over, but it also made everyone understand Zhao Hai's strength. Before the game, Chen Rufeng had already gained a lot of fame in the True Spirit World. His fame was even greater than Zhao Hai, but he did not expect that he would lose to Zhao Hai in the end, which also allowed those people to truly understand Zhao Hai's strength.
Although there were rumors that Zhao Hai fought alone in the True Spirit Realm cultivator, those who have seen Zhao Hai fight against Lu Sheng know that Zhao Hai took advantage of magic weapons and monsters. In fact, he did not fight Lu Sheng head-on. Of course, this refers to Lu Sheng after becoming a teleportation realm, so they just think that Zhao Hai ascended from the lower realm, with many means and did not take it seriously.
But this time it was different. Chen Rufeng is not a good character to deal with. He is a genius in the Shangyuan Sect. It can be said that he has already vaguely seen as the number one master in the clone realm. Moreover, according to the estimates of various sects, even if the number one master in the clone realm is not Chen Rufeng, he may be ranked in the top 100. In other words, Chen Rufeng's strength has been recognized by various sects.
But this time, no one doubted Zhao Hai's strength. This was in the ring. Zhao Hai was a sword against sword and defeated Chen Rufeng head-on, without any moisture. If anyone still doubted Zhao Hai's strength, then he would be an idiot.
The battle between Zhao Hai and Chen Rufeng attracted the attention of most people. After Zhao Hai's battle ended, other battles also ended, and the next round of the game began at one point, which means that Zhao Hai did not have any rest.
This time, Zhao Hai's opponent was also very interesting. It was not someone else, but Hu Jilong. The last time Hu Jilong injured Li Fei with a flying knife, everyone knows that Hu Jilong used poison on his sword. So when he saw Hu Jilong appearing on the stage, there were bursts of booing from the audience. This is rare. The monk actually booed someone like an ordinary person. This was something that no one expected. Of course, Hu Jilong's face was ashen when he heard this booing.
Zhao Hai went on the ring and he glanced at Hu Jilong. To be honest, he was not disgusted with Hu Jilong. At first, he just felt that Hu Jilong was a little arrogant, but for Zhao Hai, who had experienced too many such things, Hu Jilong's uninspiring provocation really couldn't arouse his interest.
The reason why he had arguing with Hu Jilong before was completely for Li Fei and the others to see. The Badao Sect has always been domineering. If Zhao Hai was too easy to talk to, Li Fei and the others would not obey him, and even look down on him. So Zhao Hai would fight back against Hu Jilong at the right time, but in general, Zhao Hai did not take Hu Jilong to heart. Zhao Hai had seen Hu Jilong's battle. Although his combat power was not weak, it was too far behind Zhao Hai. If Zhao Hai took such an opponent who was not on the same level, it would be a ghost.
But now Zhao Hai was a little dissatisfied with Hu Jilong because he was too arrogant. In other words, he was too proud and proud to be arrogant. If it weren't for his pride and always regarded them as enemies, no one would have thought that Li Fei wouldn't have almost died by smearing poison on his flying knife. Therefore, Zhao Hai really had no good feelings for such a person, and had even felt a little disgusted with him.
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! But Hu Jilong was not at all conscious. He still looked at Zhao Hai with hatred, as if the people in the audience were swearing him, because of Zhao Hai. When Zhao Hai saw his expression, he couldn't help but feel speechless. Zhao Hai really didn't understand how such a person practiced to such a level. It seems that this guy's talent is really high, but this kind of person has a very high talent, but he won't achieve much, because he is too brainless.
Zhao Hai looked at Hu Jilong and said in a deep voice: "You shot Li Fei with one knife before. I will return it to you. Shoot you twice, but I won't kill you, at least not today."
When Hu Jilong heard Zhao Hai say this, he became angry and snorted coldly: "Want to use a flying knife to deal with me? Hahaha, it's so funny. I want to see how you use a flying knife to deal with me. I'm standing here, are you here?"
Zhao Hai looked at Hu Jilong and smiled blankly, "Okay, then I'll stand here, see if I can shoot you," said Zhao Hai waved his hand, and a shelf appeared next to Zhao Hai. When he saw that she, the monks on the stage couldn't help but feel dizzy. They really couldn't figure out what the situation was. Why did someone use it when fighting? And what was on that she? Don't tell me it was all flying knives? Then, if it were all flying knives, how many would there be? One thousand? Ten thousand? Oh my god, is this a clone-stage cultivator competition, or a juggling performance? What was the situation?
Chapter completed!