But these Xu Ziming didn't know about it. Shen Xingyue only told him that there was such a person, but he didn't identify him like Niu Meng and Lin Ling.
So when Xu Ziming stepped onto the ring and found that Lin Ling was nowhere to be found, he felt a little at ease in his heart.
"This Xu Ziming is your Four Saints Academy target, right?"
The person from the Spirit Artifact Academy looked at the figure of Xu Ziming, and couldn't help but think of an interesting story in his mind, and looked at the person in charge of the Four Saints Academy with a smile.
"It used to be, but it doesn't matter anymore..." The person in charge of the Four Saints Academy showed no expression.
Xu Ziming has already rejected them once, and now using a hot face to press a cold butt is really not what a school of their size should do.
"Life Energy Level is good, but after all, it has not broken through to 5.0. There are no traces of cultivation bloodline or Mechanical Martial Way on its body. Why do you attract people from the Four Saints Academy?"
Although Four Saints Academy said that he was not interested, Spirit Artifact Academy didn't think so. He still wanted to see what kind of magic power this Xu Ziming had to attract Four Saints Academy.
In the arena, eleven people stood in eleven positions of the arena.
Xu Ziming has stood still, his eyes focused on the two people around him.
These two people were closest to him and were the most careful targets. At this time, his hand was on the hilt of Jinghong. As soon as the man in the suit gave the command to start, his sword would be drawn out quickly the next moment.
"The game begins!" The start command was given without any warm-up.
Xu Ziming immediately pulled out the Jinghong in his hand. The two people around him were close to him and posed a great threat to him.
But to them, they are not the same.
In just a moment, the intense Sword Momentum burst out from his body.
As the sword light danced, his figure had appeared next to one of them.
"What speed is this?" Xu Ziming Just had this idea pop up in the mind of the person in front of him, and the next moment his head flew several meters away, spraying out a piece of blood.
At the same time, several silver needles fell from the sky to the area of Xu Ziming like fine rain.
"It's a hidden weapon!" No matter how dull Xu Ziming is, he still knows that the guy Shen Xingyue is talking about is in this arena.
He had a dirty mind when it came to playing with hidden weapons, and he didn't dare touch the silver needles flying in the sky because he couldn't guarantee which one would have poison on it.
Maybe none, or maybe all of them!
His sword danced rapidly, forming an airtight barrier on the small arena.
But the people around him were not so lucky. No matter how they tried to avoid it, a few needles would always prick them.
He didn't feel anything as soon as he entered, but within two seconds, his strength drained out like running water, and he didn't even have the strength to lift his feet.
And once they stop, they will be greeted by an even larger number of flying needles.
In just one round of shooting, as many as three people were eliminated.
In addition to the guy who was chopped to death by Xu Ziming with his sword, three people had already disappeared from the ring only two minutes into the game.
"It's a freak from Ying Gao Bazhu! Tang Sect, be careful of his hidden weapons!"
Someone among the remaining people in the ring obviously knew this guy, and they shouted out the moment they saw Feitian's silver needle.
But in this competition, besides Ying Gao Bazhu, there is another freak they have never heard of, that is Xu Ziming.
Almost at the same time, Xu Ziming rushed out of the circle of silver needles and swung his sword as fast as he could to behead the yelling guy.
Without him, this person knows too much. What if he even knows himself?
However, one wave comes after another.
Tang Sect disciples naturally cannot only know the skills of spreading silver needles.
Before Xu Ziming landed, several leads were pulled, and then several grenade-like things suddenly appeared on the seemingly flat ground.
"Bang!" At the same time, a huge explosion completely surrounded him, emitting violent smoke.
"This guy is so powerful with a sword. I thought he was another ruthless character like Niu Meng, but I didn't expect him to be at this level." There were already comments about him in the stands.
These guys can't get first place themselves, but they have double standards when judging others.
Ying Gao Bazhu, who had been hiding in the dark, raised the corners of his mouth when he saw Xu Ziming, who was completely buried in the smoke.
Then he took out a very sharp looking dagger from somewhere and sprinkled it on the other survivors in the field.
"Quickly, fuck him first!" With the experience of the previous rounds, everyone knows: as long as there is someone in the venue who is far more powerful than everyone else.
If you don't focus the fire to kill him at the first time, the subsequent troubles can be said to be endless.
But at this moment, thick dark green smoke emitted from Ying Gao Bazhu's body, along with a disgusting and unpleasant smell.
He held a small bamboo tube in his hand and blew it gently, and the green gas was instantly blown away and enveloped these people.
"Poof!" The first person who smelled the smell had spit out blood, but the spread of poisonous gas still did not stop.
"Damn, this guy is too sinister. He is either a hidden weapon or a poisonous gas. How can I fight him?"
Before dying, the guy vomited out a few more mouthfuls of blood and finally struggled and fell.
The only one left standing now is Ying Gao Bazhu!
"Why hasn't the broadcast appeared yet?"
"Hasn't the number one in this game already appeared?"
Everyone was a little confused, but in the smoke produced by the explosion just now, a figure slowly walked out holding a long sword.
"There are only two of you and me left." Xu Ziming had a smile on his lips.
In this way, he doesn't have to work hard to distinguish who Ying Gao Bazhu is, and he doesn't have to be suspicious.
"What, this guy is not dead?!"
"Didn't he resist the explosives and not die?"
Seeing Xu Ziming appear in the venue again, the eyes of everyone who had mocked him before jumped out of his head.
Only Shen Xingyue's expression did not change. In her opinion, this was the right situation.
Xu Ziming can't lose!
As soon as he returned to the arena, the originally peaceful arena was filled with mist that made him unable to see his fingers.
"I admit that you are strong, but my hidden weapon cannot be broken by just anyone." His voice was calm, but full of confidence.
Xu Ziming chuckled, and the aura of Mortal-Transforming Sword Intent surged out from his body, straight into the sky.
"I want to see which one is faster, your hidden weapon or my sword!"
As soon as he finished speaking, his figure rushed out quickly, and the poisonous gas that originally covered the venue was blown away by his strong sword intent!