"The competition begins!" The referee on the ring announced loudly when he saw that Zhao Hu and the strong man were ready.

With the referee's order, Zhao Hu's body moved, turned into a afterimage, and disappeared in place like lightning.

"So fast!" Looking at the afterimage transformed by Zhao Hu, the strong man on the ring changed drastically and he couldn't help but exclaim.

Amid the exclamation, the strong man subconsciously raised the flying sword in his hand and blocked him.

Bang! A crisp sound of metal collision sounded on the ring, and a dazzling spark shot out from it. An extremely powerful force spread through the flying sword to the body of the strong man, causing him to make a muffled groan. His body was like a kite with a broken string, flying towards the rear and falling among the crowd watching the game under the ring.

After shooting down the strong and strong man with one sword, Zhao Hu moved away from the strong man's gaze, stood quietly on the ring, and swept towards the crowd below the ring with a sharp gaze.

"So fast speed and strong power, he actually shot Lei Hao down the ring in one go!"

Below the arena, a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator who knew the strong and strong man in his late stage. Seeing Zhao Hu knocking the strong and strong man away with one sword, he couldn't help but exclaim loudly.

The other inner disciples who saw Zhao Hu knocking down the strong man with one sword, frowned slightly, avoided Zhao Hu and looked at the other arenas to see that the champion on the ring was weaker.

For a moment, many inner disciples were shocked by Zhao Hu, and no one came on stage, so he allowed him to stand quietly on the ring and watch other rings engage in a vigorous battle.

However, this situation soon failed. Powerful cultivators appeared on other arenas. All the mid- and late-stage contestants in the Nascent Soul stage have all taken the stage, leaving only more than a thousand contestants in the peak state of Nascent Soul standing in the square, selecting suitable contestants.

Soon, a handsome man with a handsome appearance and a flying sword in his hand flew to the ring where Zhao Hu was, looking at Zhao Hu with a calm expression and said, "I have seen your battle. Your strength is good, comparable to that of a cultivator at the peak of the US dollar infant. Unfortunately, you are very unlucky. You met me, so you have to step down early!"

Hearing the man's words, Zhao Hu showed a sarcastic smile on his face and said with disdain: "Don't you start yet, do you think you will win? I don't know if you should say that you are confident or stupid!"

Hearing Zhao Hu's sarcasm and seeing the sarcasm and disdain on his face, the big man's eyes flashed with a cold light and said coldly: "Boy, you have a habit, see how I will punish you later!"

"The game begins!" The referee ignored the conflict between Zhao Hu and the big man. Seeing that the two were ready, he announced lightly.

As soon as the referee's voice fell, the big man roared angrily, and the flying sword in his hand shone loudly, with sharp edge and terrifying power, slashed through the void like lightning, and quickly slashed towards Zhao Hu's body.

Looking at the flying sword galloping towards him, feeling the terrifying power contained in the flying sword, Zhao Hu's expression remained unchanged. He shouted lightly, and the magic power in his body surged rapidly. The flame sword in his hand waved out, and with the scorching flames, he met the flying sword of the man.

Bang! Accompanied by a crisp metal collision, a brilliant spark rang out above the ring, and the flame sword and the flying sword in the hand of the man collided. A powerful force shot out from the collision of the two flying swords and hit the protective cover above the ring.

The protective cover above the ring swung slightly, eliminating the powerful power fluctuations generated by the collision of the two flying swords.

"Go to die!"

Seeing that his flying sword was blocked by Zhao Hu, the handsome man roared angrily, and the magic power in his body surged rapidly. The flying sword shone brightly, constantly sucking and spitting out the sharp sword light, as if he wanted to cut off the flame sword and kill Zhao Hu.

Seeing this scene, a cold cold light flashed in Zhao Hu's eyes, and he shouted lightly. The magic power in his body surged rapidly. The flame sword in his hand shone brightly, and the scorching flames surged out from it, covering the flame sword.

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Hu's figure suddenly disappeared from the spot, avoiding the attack of the handsome man's flying sword, approached the handsome man like lightning, and the flame sword in his hand quickly slashed off, slashing hard on the handsome man's body.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

The sound of crisp metal collisions kept ringing above the ring. The flame sword in Zhao Hu's hand continued to slash on the body of the handsome man, leaving clear sword marks on the armor outside the handsome man's body. Straws of cold fire poison entered Yingjun's body through the armor, corroding his flesh and blood meridians, causing him to make a shrill scream. A trace of red blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and was knocked away by Zhao Hu's sword and landed under the ring.

After shooting down the handsome man, Zhao Hu knew that he had suffered a heavy blow. If there was no pill with powerful efficacy, then he would not recover in a few years. His strength would be greatly reduced, which would be no fear.

After the handsome man was shot down from the ring by Zhao Hu, he only waited for a few minutes. A short, unshaven man with a big beard and holding a big hammer in both hands flew to the ring and looked at Zhao Hu five hundred meters apart.

Looking at the short man five hundred meters away, Zhao Hu's expression remained unchanged, and the magic power in his body slowly moved. The flame sword in his hand began to release hot flames, wrapping the flame sword, making it like a ball of flames.

Seeing Zhao Hu's movements, the short man five hundred meters away remained unchanged. He held two big hammers in his hands tightly, and his eyes were wide open, locking Zhao Hu tightly, ready to launch a thunderous attack on Zhao Hu at any time.

"The game begins!" Seeing that Zhao Hu and the short man were ready, the referee announced loudly with a calm expression on his face.

With the referee's order, the short man roared and suddenly disappeared from the spot, turning into a afterimage, shooting straight towards Zhao Hu's position.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Hu's eyes lit up and he shouted lightly. The magic power in his body surged rapidly. The flame sword in his hand shone brightly, like a ball of hot flame, releasing a scorching breath.

In a moment, the short man crossed a distance of 500 meters and approached Zhao Hu. Two big hammers swung out and smashed towards Zhao Hu with terrifying power.

The two big hammers contain terrifying power. If Zhao Hu doesn't resist, he may be smashed into meat sauce by the big hammer.

"Good come! Let's compare who has more power!"

When the two big hammers were about to fall on Zhao Hu, Zhao Hu shouted lightly, and the flame sword in his hand waved out, drew a red arc in the air, with terrifying power, directly facing the two big hammers and collided with them.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

A series of crisp metal collision sounded on the ring, and dazzling sparks bloomed on the ring, and the flame sword and the big hammer collided together. A powerful force shot out from the center of the collision between the flame sword and the big hammer, hitting hard on the protective cover of the ring, and was eliminated by the protective cover.

"It's over!"

Waving the flame sword and two big hammers collided dozens of times in succession. After learning about the power of the short man, Zhao Hu shouted lightly, and the power in his body suddenly burst out. The flame sword in his hand, with terrifying power, faced the big hammer and directly knocked it away, and slashed it hard on the body of the short man, causing it to fly out of the rear and fall outside the ring.

The short man had just been shot down. A strong man wearing the costume of an inner disciple of the Heavenly Palace, 10 meter tall, exuding a powerful aura all over his body, and flew to the ring, opened his eyes wide, staring at Zhao Hu with a sharp gaze, as if Zhao Hu was his prey.

"Gun Demon!" Looking at the big man holding a spear, Zhao Hu's face showed a serious look, his eyes were staring at the other party, and his magic power slowly circulated. The flame sword in his hand released a scorching flame.

The Gun Demon is an excellent among the disciples of the inner sect of the Heavenly Palace and a strong competitor among the top 100. He is good at using spears, with extremely amazing attack power and very high combat power. He once fought with a cultivator in the God Transformation Stage without dying.

"The game begins!" Seeing that Zhao Hu and the Gun Demon were ready, the referee announced loudly with a calm expression on his face.

As soon as the referee's voice fell, the spear demon shouted lightly, and his body suddenly disappeared from the spot, shooting out towards the position where Zhao Hu was. The spear in his hand was swung out, and sharp gun shadows shot out from it, shooting towards Zhao Hu's body.

Facing the dense gun shadows and the gun demons coming towards him, Zhao Hu's expression remained unchanged. He shouted lightly, and the magic power in his body surged rapidly. The flame sword in his hand waved out, and a series of scorching flames shot out from it, with a scorching breath, facing the sharp gun shadows.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

A series of violent explosions sounded above the ring, and sharp gun shadows and hot flames collided and exploded, turning into countless dazzling sparks, blooming above the ring, disappearing invisible.

Amid the dense explosion, the spear demon crossed five hundred meters away and approached Zhao Hu. The spear suddenly stabbed out, stabbing towards Zhao Hu's body with terrifying power, as if he wanted to stab a hole in Zhao Hu's body.
Chapter completed!