I will eventually become a god

"This, this, this, this, this...!! The winner has been decided!!"

"A scene that no one expected! Less than ten seconds after the game started, the result has already appeared!!"

"One sword, just one sword. Player Xue Jing defeated player Li Chengxuan with just one sword!"

The passionate voice of the commentator spread throughout the venue.

"Facing the sword energy displayed by player Li Chengxuan, player Xue Jing chose the strongest response and struck out with a fierce and powerful sword. The sweeping sword energy ravaged the entire arena and the arena was wiped out!"

With the commentary's extremely fast voice, the audience also burst into loud noises.

"What's going on? It's the first time I've seen it!"

"Sword energy, sword energy? Although I have heard that martial arts masters can do this kind of thing, the scale of this is too exaggerated!"

"Hey, it's rare to see many strange things. The top competitions held in the inner ring are even more exaggerated. The ground shakes when they fight, and the arena has to be covered with a special protective cover... But there is such a level of sword energy in youth competitions like U19. It’s really rare.”

"Is Li Chengxuan dead? It doesn't look good!"

"As expected of my husband! So handsome!!"

Next to Xue Wan, several of her college classmates were stunned.

"Oh my god...my brother-kun turned out to have kept his hands back when he was in the martial arts club."

"I don't know if Senior Chen Feng is watching the live broadcast... I guess he is scared to pee."

"Wanwan, sister-in-law, my husband is too strong!"

Xue Wan felt proud and proud in her heart, but she pretended to be calm on her face. She just said calmly: "That's it. After all, I have been practicing martial arts for almost two months, and I am still on the stage."

Zhao Lu rolled her eyes wildly: "Pretend, just pretend."

In the Hidden Dragon Dojo, Li Qicang's old laughter shook the entire office building and did not stop for a long time.

On the edge of the ring, several young geniuses who were watching the battle at close range froze in place.

Yin Muhu came back to his senses, looked down at Du Mingluan, who was only 1.6 meters tall next to him, and said, "Uh... what did you say to Brother Xue when you were in the hotel just now?"

Du Mingluan's mouth twitched.

He knew that Xue Jing was very strong. After all, he had a brief battle with Xue Jing at the dock before.

But he believed that the opponent was not invincible - as long as the strength gap between martial arts masters was not too large, anything could happen in actual combat.

But now, although he didn't want to admit it, his heart was indeed shaken.

Du Mingluan forced his shaky heart to calm down, gritted his teeth and said, "The sword energy is powerful...as long as you don't get hit, that's all."

Yin Muhu said in disbelief: "If you think that the only person who can wield that kind of sword energy is powerful with sword energy...then just pretend I didn't ask you, haha."

Du Mingluan: "..."

Several medical staff trotted onto the ring carrying a stretcher and began to check on Li Chengxuan's condition.

"Wow, although people are often seriously injured in martial arts competitions...but such tragic injuries are really rare."

A male doctor looked at the unconscious Li Chengxuan and couldn't help but be speechless.

His body was covered with countless horrifying knife wounds that were so deep that his bones were visible. His clothes were all in pieces, and it was as if he had rolled around in a meat grinder.

The flesh in many parts of the body has been completely separated from the bones, but it is still hanging on the bones.

"This person is still alive. The vitality of martial arts masters is really strong..."

The male doctor treated Li Chengxuan's wounds for a while and suddenly realized something was wrong.

"Huh? Not a single fatal wound? They all just avoided the fatal parts. Is it a coincidence..."

Xue Jing glanced at Li Chengxuan, who was being rescued by medical staff. His pupils returned to normal from vertical pupils, and the divine silver gradually faded away.

"Qiang——"

He put on a beautiful sword flower, sheathed the Futu Sword gracefully, turned around and walked slowly towards the contestants' tunnel, and left the ring.

"The medical team is treating player Li Chengxuan's injury. Well, it seems there should be no problem."

"Then, let's take a look at the slow-motion replay of the game first..."

The commentary voice in her ears became smaller and smaller, and Xue Jing returned to the player lounge.

As soon as he entered the door, Jiang Siwei, who had been waiting for a long time, immediately rushed over to hug him, gave him a facial cleanser, and said excitedly:

"Xiao Jing, Xiao Jing, you are so amazing!!"

"You will become the most powerful martial arts superstar!!"

The soft touch touched her face, and the sultry smell of high-end perfume came from her mouth and nose. However, Xue Jing just pushed her away carelessly and said casually:

"I have no interest in being a star."

Jiang Siwei pushed up the crooked glasses on her face and said with a pity, "That's such a waste..."

She took out her phone and pressed a few times on the screen, then turned it over and showed it to Xue Jing:

"Look at this, the number of retweets is increasing sharply, and it will probably become a hot search topic."

Xue Jing glanced at her phone.

The above is the interface of a blogging software. A user posted a video with the title "Show everyone my husband."

Clicking on the video showed the scene when he just entered the ring.

Starting from his front, it was shot 360 degrees around, from an excellent angle, just like an art exhibition. At the end of the video, it stopped at the picture of him smiling slightly.

This group of shots was shot extremely well, especially at the end when the camera panned to his front, and he just turned his head and smiled at the camera... There was a natural and ultimate beauty.

This kind of shot is hard to come by, and it would be hard for the photographer and Xue Jing to cooperate and do it again.

Even Xue Jing himself was a little impressed by how handsome he was in the video, let alone others.

[Your husband? My husband! ]

[How dare you! It's obviously my husband! ]

[What the hell? My husband is committing bigamy? ]

[Hehe, can you guys be more normal and not just randomly call a good-looking man your husband when you see him online? What's more, this is my husband, I hope you guys will respect yourself. ]

Xue Jing took a quick look and saw that the comment area was full of crazy [My husband, my husband] comments, not only women, but also many obviously male users joining in the fun.

And the number of reposts below has reached four digits, even though it was only posted a few minutes ago.

"This shot is definitely a famous scene, the kind that will continue to maintain its popularity!" Jiang Siwei said excitedly.

"If you strike while the iron is hot, you will soon be able to form a group of real fans..."

Xue Jing walked to the table, put the Futu knife on the table, picked up the mineral water next to it, unscrewed the bottle cap and took a sip, and said casually:

"I said I'm not interested... I'm just here to play a game."

Jiang Siwei sighed with regret: "Okay... I just think it's a pity."

She paused, and then said:

"By the way, Xiaojing, you should pay attention to the strength of your attack. I almost thought you really killed your opponent just now..."

"Don't worry, I know my limits." Xue Jing smiled.

This 'Black Sky Knife·Turning Wind Thunder' he used was the result of his hard training in the consciousness space in recent days.

At the same time, he used the two killer moves of Eye Guanliu and Torning Wind Thunder. With the blessing of Eye Guanliu, the knife was extremely accurate.

The dark tornado knife energy avoided the 'lines' and 'points' on Li Chengxuan's body, and concentrated on the parts of his body that would not be fatal, just like turning on the 'no headlock'.

If someone who really knows the business sees the injuries on Li Chengxuan's body, they will understand how valuable his knife is.

"Okay, Sister Wei, I'll go back first."

Xue Jing twisted his neck, picked up the Futu knife on the table, and walked to the door.

Jiang Siwei asked: "There are two more games, don't you want to watch? One of them will be your opponent in the third game."

Xue Jing said: "I won't watch it live. Isn't there a live video? I can just find time to watch it later."

Jiang Siwei: "Then I'll drive you back."

Xue Jing shook his head: "Don't bother, I'm just on the way."

He opened the door, left the lounge, and walked out of the gym.

On the way, he opened the panel.

[... Charm experience +68]

[... Charm experience +21]

[... Charm experience...]

The first thing that caught his eye was the densely packed reminder of the increase in charm experience like a screen.

Xue Jing directly pulled it to the bottom and just took a look at the current situation of charm.

[Charm Level 10 (10000+/?)]

"Hmm?"

Xue Jing raised his eyebrows slightly.

Before he entered the ring, his Charm experience value was about 4,000, and with so many dense prompts on the panel, the added experience value must be more than 6,000.

But the Charm experience only showed 10,000... but there was an extra plus sign.

"What's going on... has it reached the upper limit?"

Xue Jing's eyes were thoughtful.

Is it the upper limit of the Charm skill itself, or is it the upper limit of all ordinary skills?

"Forget it, it doesn't matter. I'll know the specific situation after I reach Fitness Level 10."

He shook his head and continued to look at other prompts.

[…Fitness experience +126]

[…Health experience +58]

[…Aiming experience +326]

…

[…Military attack experience +569]

[Military attack upgraded to Lv7 (121/4500)]

Because he was killed instantly by a single blow, Li Chengxuan provided him with very few experience points, and only [Aiming] and [Military attack] gained a lot of experience.

Military attack gained a lot of experience when it killed the sea bee swarm on the ship, and now it has finally been upgraded to Lv7.

Xue Jing slightly exerted force on the palm holding the Futu Knife and calmed down.

This time, he felt a different feeling from before.

From the Futu Knife, a strange feeling of expansion and contraction came.

“Is this…breathing?”

Xue Jing was a little uncertain.

A knife…breathing?

Very magical.

But other than that, it seems that there is nothing else.

“Forget it, try again later.”

Xue Jing closed the panel and took out his mobile phone.

He turned his phone to do not disturb mode before going to the ring. When he took it out, he saw many WeChat messages and missed calls.

From classmates, Li Ge, class teacher Du Shiwei, senior sister Zhu Shanying, parents, sister Xue Wan...

While replying to the messages, Xue Jing walked towards the hotel, strolling along the way.

...

Late at night, Fengcheng Wharf.

An inconspicuous small fishing boat slowly approached the shore in the rising and falling tide.

Three people were standing on the deck of the fishing boat.

Among the three people, two were quite strange.

They were unusually tall, almost over 2.3 meters tall. Each of them had a black turban on their head. In the cool weather in the south where winter had not yet begun, they had thick fur around their necks. The clothes are also long-sleeved and cover the whole body tightly.

His body shape is also quite strange. Although he is standing, his body is hunched, his head is tilted forward severely, and the knees of his two legs are bent. It does not look like this intentionally, but because of the structure of his body, he cannot stand straight. .

It's like... a large beast standing upright from a human body.

Two tall men sandwiched the other person in the middle, stretched out a hand respectively, and pressed the man's shoulder.

If Xue Jing and Ning Fengwan were here, they would find that the person caught in the middle was actually Mr. An, the priest of the Qingcheng Dragon Sect.

"puff--"

The bow of the fishing boat suddenly sank and submerged into the water. Two tall men grabbed Mr. An's shoulders and jumped more than ten meters high, landing on the shore of the port.

After falling from a height of more than ten meters, the feet of the two tall men touched the ground without making any sound.

Mr. An was carried like a chicken by the two men and landed smoothly.

One of the men closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and said:

"I smell the divine scent of the Cat God."

Another person reminded: "You are wrong, Bazebu. The cat is just one aspect of him. We should respectfully call him the 'Lion God' or the 'War King'."

Bazeb curled his lips and said: "No matter what happens...Bellu, what should we do now?"

"That old Bideng from Hu Mianzi only told us the name and location... Do we have to turn over the entire city to find him?"

Baileylu said: "Of course we can't do this, so I caught this person and came with him."

As he spoke, he patted Mr. An on the shoulder.

Bazeb asked in confusion: "Ah? Isn't this little snake used as a snack to satisfy cravings?"

Bellilu: "Of course not... at least not now. The woman who bought the 'sacred object' is the leader of the Dragon Sect in Qingcheng, and this person is the priest of the Qingcheng Dragon Sect."

"He has a way to contact the leader, so let him ask him out..."

Mr. An blinked his red vertical pupils and said with a sneer: "Two secret envoys, we agreed in advance that the holy relics of your sect will be handed over to you, but you must spare the life of the leader... She is designated by our chief sect. The person you want will eventually become the royal son of the 'Infinite Dragon'..."

Bellilu said impatiently: "You have no room for bargaining, ask her out quickly, before Bazeb can hold back from eating you up."

A little cold sweat broke out on Mr. An's forehead and he said: "This will take time... She can't contact the leader at any time. She has to wait until she takes the initiative to go online and log on to that website..."

Bellilu's eyes turned cold: "Then you'd better pray for her as soon as possible."

"otherwise……"

Mr. An sneered and said: "Yes, yes..."

This group of wild beasts from the Lion Saint Cult are hard to eliminate!

He cursed inwardly.

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