In the conference hall.
The bodies of five disciples from the Holy Land lay scattered in a pool of blood. The blood flowed through the cracks in the bluestone slabs and gathered into puddles in the low-lying areas.
The entire arena looked like a bloody purgatory, the bluestone slabs were soaked in blood, and dark red bloodstains were splattered everywhere.
The strong smell of blood rushed into the sky, making it hard for people to breathe. Even the birds circling in the sky cried out in fear and flapped their wings to flee.
This Six Great Competition, whether in terms of scale, the lineup of geniuses dispatched, or the intensity and cruelty of the battle, all far exceeded the Six Great Competitions in previous years, and there was no comparison at all!
Five geniuses from the land of immortals who came from top forces, and five disciples from holy lands who were half a step away from becoming immortals or even at the immortal level!
This lineup is simply earth-shattering.
But in the end, the only one standing in the center of this Shura field was Lu Che!
The pillars at the edge of the arena were splattered with blood, and the flags swaying in the wind were dyed a mottled reddish-brown.
Lu Che was dressed in blood-stained clothes, his long blood-stained hair stuck to his face, his eyes revealed between his strands of hair were extremely cold, the long sword dripping with blood in his hand was pointed diagonally at the ground, blood flowed down along the sword's spine, and a pool of blood spread out at his feet.
He was surrounded by a tangible murderous intent, like a demon walking out of a Shura field, making people dare not look directly at him!
"call……"
At this moment, as all the enemies were killed, Lu Che slowly exhaled, with disappointment in his eyes.
He glanced at the corpses on the ground, a sarcastic sneer appearing at the corner of his lips.
This was his first time fighting against a disciple from the Holy Land. He thought it would be a fierce battle, but he didn't expect the opponent to be so vulnerable.
This was also his first time fighting with disciples from the Holy Land. The whole process and results were actually somewhat beyond his expectations.
Of course, it’s not that the opponent is unexpectedly strong.
But it’s weak, too weak!
Weakness disappoints him!
At this moment, with the successive deaths of five disciples from the Holy Land, he was shocked to find that he had overestimated them before. These guys were even worse than he had originally thought!
The so-called holy land and immortal land may seem high and mighty, but in reality, they are just that!
"Too weak, barely a single blow."
His voice was cold and contemptuous, and it was particularly clear in the dead silence of the Six Great Competition Hall.
Those holy places that were once revered as gods by the world are no more than this.
This arrogance stems from his terrifying strength in the Heavenly Realm, and even more from his absolute confidence in his own potential.
Of course, this is just Lu Che's own idea.
He can say this because he has the ability and the confidence!
He could fight against the disciples of the holy land and even kill them as easily as slaughtering chickens and dogs, so he thought it was nothing special.
But for others, it is a great terror!
Even at this moment, hearing the disappointment and disdain in Lu Che's words, the people watching the game in the venue were already scared out of their wits.
After all, this level six competition shows that, under normal circumstances, the so-called top six forces, including Dayu, can only produce top-notch geniuses who are land immortals!
But looking at the five people sent by the Holy Land this time, the lowest one is at the Half-Step Heavenly Man Realm, and the others are genuine Heavenly Man powerhouses!
This kind of lineup is enough to crush the top geniuses of any force!
If they hadn't met Lu Che, this incredible monster, they would probably be the ones who are now so powerful and have silenced everyone!
What’s more crucial is that these people are only the direct disciples of the Ninth Peak of the Holy Land, and not the main line of the Holy Land!
All these things are enough to show the terrifying background and terrible strength of the holy land.
But for Lu Che, these were no longer enough for him to take seriously.
Feeling the surging power in his body, his eyes were filled with burning fighting spirit and he was full of fighting spirit.
He knew that compared to the strength of those holy land disciples and the terror of the holy land, the speed at which his own strength would increase would only be faster and more terrifying!
It won't be long before he becomes even more powerful and terrifying!
When that time really comes, let alone the so-called disciples of the main lineage of the holy land, even the entire holy land will be nothing more than a chicken and a dog in front of him!
How unreasonable!
[Congratulations to the host for successfully killing all the invading Tianjiao and restoring the glory of Dayu! ]
[Received a six-star god-level gift pack, do you want to claim it?!]
At this moment, as all the disciples of the holy land were destroyed, the system's voice also sounded in Lu Che's mind.
Lu Che narrowed his eyes slightly, and joy emerged in his heart.
Six-star god-level gift package!
Just by hearing the name, you know that you will definitely see it, and there must be good stuff!
But after his joy, he shook his head and did not choose to accept it.
Although the result of the Six Great Comparison has been settled, it is not over yet. It is not the time to claim it yet. You can wait until you return.
As for now...
"Dabi, it's time to end!"
With this in mind, Lu Che slowly sheathed his sword and gently brushed his fingertips across the blood-stained hilt, his movements as graceful as if he were wiping a precious treasure.
Then a sneer appeared on his face, and his eyes flashed with cold light as he looked directly at the five forces!
His eyes were as sharp as a poisoned blade, staring straight at the leaders of the five major forces.
"Is this your trump card against Dayu?"
"Oh, nothing more than that!"
This simple sentence carried an incomparable sense of oppression, as if a pair of invisible hands were tightly strangling everyone's throat.
The sneer at the corner of his lips was so ironic and dramatic at this moment!
The low and cold voice was not very loud, but it was clearly heard by everyone present.
This arrogance and domineering attitude was like a thunderclap, instantly detonating the entire audience.
The air seemed to freeze at this moment!
Looking at the figure covered in blood but still standing proudly, everyone felt their scalps tingling and endless shock surged in their hearts!
…
“Hiss!!! He won! Lu Che, he really won!!!”
"Oh my god!!!"
"The Holy Land? Those are the disciples of the Holy Land. Those disciples of the Holy Land, who shone with infinite brilliance and were each more terrifying than the other, were all crushed by Lu Che alone. They were killed instantly like chickens and dogs. This is like a dream!!!"
“It’s horrible! It’s horrible!!!”
"Lu Che, he's even more terrifying than any of us imagined!!!"
The whole audience was in an uproar!
The crowd erupted in thunderous chatter. Some people jumped up and waved their arms excitedly, some stood there muttering to themselves, and some grabbed their companions' shoulders and shook them hard, their voices full of disbelief.
The atmosphere of the entire Six Great Competitiveness reached an unprecedented climax, just like a frying pan boiling with raging fire, completely boiling!
The shouts at the top of their lungs, the roars with red faces, the exclamations with wide eyes, the endless waves of sound resounded through the sky like a tsunami, almost overturning the entire venue!
One after another, the practitioners opened their eyes wide and their mouths agape, their gazes involuntarily drawn to Lu Che.
Everyone is paying attention to this moment!
Countless people looked at the tall and sword-like figure on the ring, and revered him as if he were a god!
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