"Stop him! Stop him quickly!"
"Who knows Sealing Art? Seal him quickly and don't let him escape again!"
"There is no chance at all! Several fellow Daoists who are good at Space Imprisonment were eliminated by him first!"
Divine Art's roar and angry roar echoed in the arena.
The darkness transformed by Jiang Ping An shuttles between hundreds of God King, using Extreme Yin Dao Domain to avoid attacks while targeting those who threaten him, and eliminate these people first.
Although Domain Power is strong, it is not without its weaknesses.
The huge consumption of Divine Power is its biggest restriction.
Even though this kind of power allows the user to compete with higher-level experts in a short period of time, it is too strong for low-level God King to maintain it for a long time.
Although the Divine Power consumption of Extreme Yin Dao Domain is not as terrifying as that of Primordial Dao Domain, it is definitely not something that most people can sustain for a long time.
However, after Jiang Ping An experienced the sixth strengthening of <Heaven Mending Art>, all the Divine Power in his body had been transformed into the more powerful Primordial Qi, and his long-lasting combat capability far exceeded that of the same level.
More importantly, he carries Devouring Power and integrates the essence of <Mysterious Yin Life Stealing Art> into the newly created <Life Devouring Art>, greatly increasing the efficiency of devouring and transforming other people Divine Power.
At this moment, while maintaining the operation of Extreme Yin Dao Domain, he absorbed the chaotic energy that escaped from the fierce battle around him to replenish his own consumption.
As long as he does not activate two top-level realms, Supreme Yin Rule and Supreme Yang Rule at the same time, or use the extremely consuming Primordial Dao Domain, his energy balance can almost be balanced in this kind of battle that focuses on dodge and maneuver!
The moving Dao domain speeds through the vast Barrier, passing through the burning forest, across the surging sea, and through the boundless desert...
Wherever it passed, there was only chaos and a dwindling number of contestants.
In the audience outside the stadium, dissatisfaction began to spread.
"This person is so despicable! He only knows how to escape by relying on Talent, and he doesn't dare to confront him head-on!"
"This battle makes people sleepy and has no enjoyment at all!"
"This damn guy has been occupying the metal ball. Our Lineage's God King can't even touch it!"
The audience belongs to different factions, and naturally they hope that their genius can win, so that they can also have glory in their faces.
At the same time, what they are more eager to see is the fierce collision of God King from all sides, the wonderful showdown of Divine Ability, and enjoy the suspenseful and exciting excitement.
But the appearance of Jiang Ping An broke this expectation.
He was like a slippery loach, running all over the field with Sacred Blood, leaving no other competitor with a chance to compete, making the entire competition dull and boring.
Time passes quietly.
When half a day had passed, the result of this battle had already come out.
Throughout the long history of Sacred Blood Competition battles, there are only a handful of examples where Sacred Blood can be held for more than half a day.
Under the crazy competition of hundreds of strong players of the same level, if many people can hold Sacred Blood for half an hour, they are very likely to seal the victory.
The last time there was such a crushing situation, the person who held Sacred Blood for far more than half a day was the amazing and talented person Li Clan.
That one person, in half a day, eliminated hundreds of God King...
"Disgusting guy, I won't keep you company anymore!"
After another futile attack, one God King stopped angrily, turned around and rushed out of Barrier with a look of disgrace on his face.
He would rather lose in a head-on fight than continue this frustrating battle against the darkness and waste Divine Power.
"I won't argue anymore! Sacred Blood, take it!"
"There is no point in continuing, I will quit."
One after another, God King began to choose to give up.
They have seen the outcome clearly and do not want to waste time doing useless work.
Of course, there are still those who are unwilling to give up and pursue that darkness relentlessly.
And they were taken care of personally by Jiang Ping An, and then they enjoyed the greetings from their companions and left the field seriously injured.
After a day and a half, the last few holdouts finally gave up completely and left the venue feeling depressed.
This Sacred Blood Competition battle became the first match since Li Xi to end early due to the withdrawal of all competitors before the three-day time limit expired.
When only the deep darkness remained in Barrier, Jiang Ping An slowly converged Extreme Yin Dao Domain.
The darkness receded, and his slender figure reappeared, with his white hair dancing gently in the breeze.
Millions of eyes, complex and unspeakable, all focused on him, imprinting this cold and unfamiliar face deeply into his mind.
No matter how much they scolded him, they had to admit one fact in their hearts, that is, this person was powerful.
No matter what strategy he adopted, the final result was that he won this cruel competition by himself.
Referee glanced at Jiang Ping An in the independent field with a complicated expression, waved his hand and opened Barrier, took a deep breath, and announced loudly:
"The last Sacred Blood Competition battle, the winner is Jiang Ping An..."
"Wait a minute!"
A sudden sound suddenly sounded, interrupting Referee's sentencing.
Everyone looked around, and the sound came from the box where Wei Family was.
The person who spoke was none other than Deacon Sacred Blood Tribe, Wei Zhouchen.
Wei Zhouchen stood in front of the box window, and his voice spread throughout the stadium. "I have objections to the result of this game!"
Referee asked calmly, "Deacon Wei, do you have any objections?"
Wei Zhouchen glanced at Jiang Ping An in the field, and finally landed in the direction of the box where Li Xi was, and said in a deep voice:
"I have doubts about the identity of this person Jiang Ping An!"
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His voice reached the ears of every audience. "This person is not a native of Non-Self Sacred Blood Tribe. He has only been in my tribe for a short time and is not qualified to participate in Sacred Blood Competition!"
"I request that he be disqualified from the competition, Sacred Blood Competition, try again!"
Wei Family gained nothing in this battle, how could Wei Zhouchen be willing to accept it? He must try to reverse the situation.
Li Xi stood up slowly and said in a cold voice, "Jiang Ping An is my direct disciple, why are you not qualified?"
Wei Zhouchen sneered and said with sarcasm, "Apprentice? Who knows if it is the foreign aid you borrowed from a hidden wealthy family? It is unfair to use such means to obtain Sacred Blood!"
He first put on a big hat, and then said righteously:
"As you all know, the reason why we, Sacred Blood Tribe, hold the Sacred Blood Competition battle is that Sacred Blood is scarce, so we use fair competition to compete for Sacred Blood."
"This move can ensure fairness and promote the progress and development of our Sacred Blood Tribe. It will be of great help in improving the overall strength of the Sacred Blood Tribe."
"But if everyone is like Steward Li and hires help from outside to compete, in the long run, it will destroy the atmosphere of healthy competition within our tribe and damage the foundation of the long-term development of the tribe!"
"Therefore, I firmly request that the results of this competition be cancelled! Try again!"
As soon as this statement came out, other factions immediately responded.
"I, Liu Family, second my opinion, Deacon Wei!"
"I, Xu Clan, think what Deacon Wei said is right!"
"The introduction of foreign aid will have a bad impact. I, Lu Clan, also request a rematch!"
Major Lineages have spoken out to support Wei Zhouchen's proposal.
They don't care where Jiang Ping An comes from, nor do they care about the long-term development of the tribe.
They only care about one result, to invalidate the victory of Jiang Ping An and regain the opportunity to compete for Sacred Blood!
The auditorium was set on fire.
"It turns out he is not from our tribe! Then the result of this game cannot be counted!"
"Cancel the result! Try again!"
"Cancel the result! Try again!"
The crowd was furious, shouts swept across the stadium like a tsunami, and some people even started throwing debris into the stadium.
Most of these viewers have interests related to various factions. If their faction failed to win the championship, they are naturally dissatisfied and can easily be incited.
Public opinion sometimes becomes a tool for manipulation and a means of attacking others.
Jiang Ping An stood quietly in the middle of the arena, the wind blowing his white hair, with no expression on his face, as if all the noise around him had nothing to do with him.
Li Xi stood in front of the box window with the same expressionless expression, his eyes cold.
The two people in the center of the storm had the same calmness and indifference, as if they were carved from the same mold.
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