The wound on Chen Du's left leg was pressed tightly by Gravity, and the blood surged even more fiercely. Almost instantly, the trouser leg was dyed dark red, and Blood Bead dripped down the trouser leg.
Qin Tiexin stood outside the field, looking at Chen Du kneeling in the dark red Qi and Blood. His vision was blurred to the point where he could only see the outline, like a layer of blood-soaked gauze, but he could feel that the field had trapped his opponent.
Although the ninth level Earth Wheel failed to condense, and this time Blood Qi Heavy Abyss did not have the power bonus of Earth Wheel, the power gap between the two was still too big.
Even if Qin Tiexin was tortured by the poison and only had half his life left, the power of Qi and Blood is far greater than that of Chen Du.
The Gravity domain pressed hard against Chen Du, pinning him to the ground, unable to move.
Chen Du struggled desperately.
He put his hands on the ground and tried to stand up, but the pressure from the Gravity field was too heavy. His arms were shaking, the muscles were stretched to the extreme, and the veins spread from the back of his hands to his forearms.
The wound on the left leg continued to lose blood under the heavy pressure. The blood flowed from the thigh to the calf, and dripped from the trouser leg to the countertop, forming a small dark red puddle.
His face turned pale at a speed that was visible to the naked eye, his lips began to turn purple, and there was cold sweat on his forehead.
Qin Tiexin also wants to stop.
His original intention was to trap Chen Du and wait for the referee to announce the winner or wait for Chen Du to admit defeat.
But the spiritual power has been completely messed up, and it is impossible to accurately control the expansion and expansion of Blood Qi Heavy Abyss. The dark red field has not shrunk, but is constantly fluctuating due to the chaos of Qi and Blood in the body. It is sometimes strong and sometimes weak, always pressing Chen Du, like an out-of-control giant hand, firmly holding down the prey under its palm.
Chen Du refused to admit defeat. He was betting that Qin Tiexin wouldn't last long. As long as his poison took effect and Qin Tiexin fell, he would be the winner.
He will not let Qin Tiexin admit defeat. He will pretend to miss him and kill him at the first opportunity, and then fly away with Golden Summit Temple's bounty.
His teeth chattered loudly as he slowly touched his waist with his right hand, where a poisonous needle was hidden.
He will use the last resort to shoot out the poisonous needle as soon as Qin Tiexin takes one step closer.
But he forgot that his speed was gone. And Qin Tiexin didn't get any closer at all.
Time passes under heavy pressure.
Ten breaths, twenty breaths.
Chen Du's blood was still flowing, and the wound on his left leg could not heal under the continuous heavy pressure. Instead, it was squeezed wider, and the skin and flesh rolled up, revealing the white bone stubble.
His face turned from pale to ashen, his lips turned from purple to chapped, and the corners of his eyes began to look lifeless.
Breathing becomes faster and faster, and the rise and fall of the chest becomes weaker and weaker.
The audience on the stage couldn't help but hold their breath, some clenched their fists, some opened their mouths speechless, and even the Golden Core Peak monks in the stands leaned forward slightly.
Thirty breaths.
Chen Du's hands slipped from his waist. His arms could no longer hold up, his elbow joints bent, his upper body collapsed, and he lay on the table.
The wound on the thigh was pressed by the body, and blood seeped out from under the body, spreading to a large area on the table.
Forty breaths.
Qin Tiexin finally managed to control Divine Sense and took Blood Qi Heavy Abyss back. If he didn't take it back, Chen Du would die on the stage. Although manslaughter will not be prosecuted, it will definitely attract Star Selection Bureau's investigation and attention.
The dark red field slowly dissipated, like the tide receding, the moment the pressure disappeared, Chen Du's body was like a puppet with its strings cut off, slumped motionless on the table, his limbs spread out, face down, and the robe on his back was soaked in blood.
The referee quickly stepped forward and bent down to check.
After a moment, he straightened up, his face a little solemn, and waved to the medical practitioners in the audience.
Two medical practitioners flew onto the stage and squatted next to Chen Du.
One person took the pulse, and the other checked the wound and Dantian. The medical practitioner who took the pulse frowned, and pressed his fingers on Chen Du's wrist again and again, his face getting darker and darker. The other medical practitioner put his spiritual power into Chen Du Dantian, then withdrew his hand after a moment and shook his head.
"Dantian is shattered, Qi and Blood is exhausted, and the meridians have shrunk. The injury was too serious. He can be saved, but his cultivation... is completely ruined."
The audience was in an uproar.
"Is it useless? Chen Du's cultivation is useless?"
"This Mingjue is too cruel, isn't it? A competition in the ring is a waste of cultivation?"
"Chen Du That poisonous sword is threatening to kill you with every move. Mingjue is being forced into a panic."
"Then you can't cripple Dantian... you won't be disqualified, right?"
Discussions came like a tidal wave, one wave higher than the next.
Qin Tiexin stood on the stage, his vision was blurred and his consciousness was dazed.
When he heard the doctor's words, his hand holding the dagger tightened slightly.
He originally wanted to trap Chen Du and wait for the winner to be determined. But the toxin disrupted his spiritual power, Blood Qi Heavy Abyss lost control, and the oppression in Gravity's field was far beyond the normal range, and it lasted too long.
As a speed monk, Chen Du had a huge gap in strength between him and him. However, after staying in the field for nearly fifty breaths, Qi and Blood was exhausted by the pressure, and Dantian was crushed under heavy pressure.
He doesn't want to waste people's cultivation.
But in the arena, the rules are clearly written, and the organizer will not be held responsible for injuries or deaths caused by mistakes.
Qin Tiexin didn't think about it anymore, his vision was completely blurred, his body swayed twice, and he knelt down heavily on the table. The toxins had begun to completely wreak havoc in his body. If Chen Du persisted a little longer, he would be the one who fell.
Fire of Life is still frantically purifying the remaining toxins, but the two doses of concentrated venom plus the large amount of quenched poison that had penetrated before, the total amount is too large, and the purification speed can't keep up.
Qi and Blood and spiritual power are still a mess, and his consciousness begins to sink.
"Winner, Mingjue!"
The referee's voice came from far away. Qin Tiexin was kneeling on the stage, holding the Star Scar dagger with one hand, breathing heavily.
After the two medical practitioners settled Chen Du, they ran over quickly, held his shoulders one on the left and the other on the right, and lifted him off the table. His feet were almost dragging on the ground.
Today's competition has ended. Lin Chuan, Liu Suifeng, Du Heng, and Xu Ying all came in to help after applying.
Xu Ying immediately took out Antidote Pill, opened Qin Tiexin's mouth and stuffed it in, then used spiritual power to explore his meridians, his brows knitted together.
"The toxin is too strong and I can't detoxify it." Xu Ying's voice was urgent, and a layer of sweat broke out on his forehead. "He can only purify it slowly by himself. He has to find a quiet place for him to sit cross-legged and adjust his breath. He can't consume any more."
Lin Chuan nodded, and walked to the rest area with Du Heng holding Qin Tiexin on the left and right.
Qin Tiexin's steps were frivolous, and most of the weight was on their shoulders. Their heads were lowered, and their breathing was shallow and rapid.
When he reached the entrance to the rest area, he reluctantly opened his eyes and glanced back towards the ring.
Chen Du has been carried off on a stretcher.
There was only a large pool of dark red blood on the table, and the faint blue dagger was lying in the pool of blood. The staff picked it up and placed it next to the stretcher.
In this case, winning was more dangerous than expected.
Chen Du's speed and poison skills far exceeded his expectations. If it weren't for Fire of Life's powerful purification ability, he might have died on the stage.
This battle made him understand one thing: he relied too much on his body and Qi Gang's defense.
Maybe 90% of the monks can't break through his defense, but once he encounters the poisonous sword of Chen Du like Sharpness, once Qi Gang is broken, he will be left with only skin and flesh.
After it was all over, he had to find a decent defensive martial skill.
At this point, the top eight battles are over. The top four of the group competition are born.
Mingjue, Lan Lingwei, Xiao Yan, Xie Chen.