Within the Slaughtering Asura Field, thousands of martial artists from Starfall Continent and Lingyuan Continent engaged in fierce battles across the high, middle, and low altitudes. All manner of Spiritual Energy lights flashed, blooming like brilliant fireworks.
Although the Planar Martial Artists could not hear what was happening inside, they could sense from the displayed images that both sides were absolutely fighting for their lives.
Boom!
At that moment, Ye Xingchen circled behind a Lingyuan Continent Martial Artist and fiercely drove a fist infused with Spiritual Energy into him. The latter crashed to the ground, spat out blood first, then swallowed a Yellow Springs Pill and immediately "died."
"Clean and decisive, without dragging his feet!"
The martial artists outside discussed Ye Xingchen one after another. They even believed that ordinary martial artists would find it extremely difficult to be so crisp and decisive in battle!
Boom!
Boom!
Li Qingyang, Xiao Ziji, and the others were also fighting their opponents. In every area, martial artists were successively wounded before conveniently playing dead. Having rehearsed for two months in advance, their performances were flawless!
Of course.
It was not only Lingyuan Continent martial artists who died. Starfall Continent martial artists also fell, so after only a brief clash, more than a hundred people from both sides had successively perished.
It was unrealistic to kill people with bare fists alone. To make the effect more convincing, some people struggled until they had been struck by several swords before dying.
Even getting struck by swords required careful consideration; they absolutely could not be wounded in vital spots.
Take Xiao Ziji, for example.
At that moment, he was covered in wounds and dripping with blood, but they were merely superficial injuries.
To make the effect seem more realistic, he even deliberately stimulated his meridians with