Peerless War God

Only those who were extremely proficient in this field and had gone through countless trials could do it.    

Right now, Wu Xiao had done it, which surprised Chen Xiao.    

When the man with the sword saw this battle array, he was quite frightened. The shadow fell and his arms were in front of him, protecting him firmly behind him. The long sword moved forward, trying to block this fatal strike.    

Boom!    

Green and red waves of air spread out crazily. Because the power was too great, it even caused the barrier of the formation to shake back and forth. It looked very shocking.    

In the next moment, the shadow on the sword-wielding man's body shattered. His entire body was sent flying by the slash, and he fiercely fell into a pool of blood.    

His eyes were wide open. He was still unwilling to give up. His face was full of bitterness.    

"Wu Xiao, win!" The judge next to the third arena spoke.    

At this time, the formation's barrier slowly descended. Wu Xiao stood where he was and cupped his hands, saying: "Thank you for letting me win."    

"Hmph, your skills are inferior. If you lose, then you lose."    

The sword-wielding man was unconvinced, but he also knew that he was indeed not Wu Xiao's match. He admitted defeat without any hesitation, so he did not lose his demeanor.    

Only then did Wu Xiao get off the ring with a smile on his face.    

"Next, Wu Yong, second ring."    

"Zhou Ziming, arena number two."    

The duel in the arena was still ongoing, and this time, it was the other person from the Three Immortals of the Peach Valley who used a sword. Chen Xiao still had a good impression of Wu Yong.    

As for Zhou Ziming, Chen Xiao thought for a moment, his brows tightly knitted, and he guessed: "Could it be that this person is a member of the Zhou family? He really does look like him."    

On the other side, the expression of the Three Immortals of the Peach Valley was very serious and serious.    

"Big brother, it's your turn. Don't disappoint me. Your opponent seems to be a guy with a powerful background. He has several extraordinary treasures on him. You have to be careful."    

Wu Shang, who was standing at the side, said with concern.    

Wu Yong just smiled casually, and he didn't mind. Instead, he looked at Wu Xiao who was sitting cross-legged and recuperating, and asked: "How is it? Is your injury alright?"    

Wu Xiao endured the pain and smiled before saying: "It's fine. I can still hold on. Big Brother, you must win."    

"I will, I will win." Wu Yong said with incomparable confidence.    

"Wu Yong, hurry up." At this time, the judge who stood beside the arena urged loudly.    

Zhou Ziming, who had already stood on the ring a moment ago, grinned and said: "Is this guy called Wu Yong afraid? If he's scared, you can admit defeat now, so as not to suffer a burst of physical pain later on."    

Zhou Ziming was wearing a shining armor and holding a long saber. He stood on the stage with an imposing manner and looked at Wu Yong with contempt in his eyes.    

Wu Yong didn't say anything. He just silently jumped onto the ring. He was a hundred yards away from Wu Yong. He looked at Wu Yong with a faint sneer on his face.    

What kind of joke was this? He was just a mere rich kid from a big power. How could he understand the hardships of being a rogue cultivator?    

Today, he must win.    

The barrier slowly descended, and before it had even fully descended, Zhou Ziming took the chance to attack first. He waved the long saber in his hand, and a long saber shadow more than a hundred yards long descended with a bang.    

Wu Yong appeared to be extremely calm and composed. He did not seem to be putting on any airs at all and appeared very calm. He merely pointed the long sword in his hand at Wu Yong.    

Whoosh!    

An invisible sound wave tore through the air and the flying sword pierced toward the barrier.    

An invisible sound wave cut through the air, and the flying sword stabbed toward Wu Yong. However, Wu Yong's flying sword did not seem to have any effect in the air, and even its speed did not decrease in the slightest.    

In the next moment, Zhou Ziming's expression changed dramatically as his flying sword arrived in front of him and he thrust it forward.    

Zhou Ziming swung his sword and slashed.    

Zhou Ziming swung his sword and slashed at Zhou Ziming. Boom!    

Boom! A terrifying wave of air exploded, and the treasured saber in Zhou Ziming's hand slipped out of his hands and fell to the ground. Wu Yong's flying sword stabbed into Zhou Ziming's chest.    

Splat!    

Zhou Ziming was sent flying into the air. He spat out a large mouthful of blood in the air, which then turned into a rain of blood. It was an extremely beautiful sight to behold.    

The armor that Zhou Ziming was wearing had a deep indentation on his chest and countless runes lit up on the armor, neutralizing most of the sharpness of the sword.    

However, even so, Zhou Ziming was still severely injured after being hit by the sword.    

Seeing this, Chen Xiao sneered. "The old saying goes that when forging iron, one must be strong. If one's strength is not strong enough and their foundation is not stable, no matter how good the armor is, they will not be able to unleash its full power."    

This point was vividly reflected on Zhou Ziming's body, and Chen Xiao could see through it with just a single glance.    

Zhou Ziming's entire body rolled on the ground a few times as his face was covered in blood. He looked extremely pathetic as he struggled to get back up. His eyes were filled with malice as he stared at Wu Yong.    

As for Wu Yong, he did not pursue and attack him. Instead, he looked at Wu Yong with a calm and composed expression. He was smiling.    

In the instant that they had exchanged blows just now, he had already seen through the opponent's strength. Although they were both in the late stage of the Tribulation Transcender Realm, cultivators that had experienced countless life and death battles were on completely different levels compared to those that relied on pills and resources.    

Zhou Ziming had also seen through his opponent's disdain and mockery. His face was livid as he wiped the blood from his mouth and charged forward with his saber in hand.    

"Hmph!"    

Wu Yong only sneered as his flying sword flew into the air and turned into a blur of swords. There were more than a hundred of them, and they rained down on Zhou Ziming.    

BOOM!    

A terrifying storm of Sword Qi swept across the arena and engulfed Zhou Ziming, causing his blood to surge and turn him into a bloody figure that fell onto the arena. It was unknown whether he was still alive or dead.    

The judge glanced at Zhou Ziming and said coldly: "Wu Yong, win!"    

"Sigh, useless trash, I've been cultivating you for so many years in vain, yet you've wasted so many resources and treasures. You're really useless."    

Seeing his own disciple being defeated so easily and in such a sorry state, Zhou Xun was about to explode with anger.    

Losing wasn't scary at all. However, losing so horribly was unacceptable to Zhou Xun.    

"I'm sorry, Old Master. I've lost." Zhou Ziming said with great difficulty while lying in a pool of blood.    

"Scram! Hurry up and carry him down! Don't let me see him again!" Zhou Xun shouted. He was losing his composure.    

"Yes, Old Master."    

Yes, Old Ancestor. Several members of the Zhou Family immediately went forward and carried Zhou Ziming away.    

All of a sudden, the commotion here attracted the attention of many people, and most of them were watching Zhou Xun make a fool of himself.    

"So this is the ability of a member of the Zhou Family? Interesting. He actually lost so badly that he couldn't even make it through the first round. What a huge joke! He's just a laughing stock."    

"You don't know, right? According to rumors, something unexpected happened to the Zhou family a few days ago, causing a lot of casualties. Even Zhou Jie, the heir to the position of the Zhou family's head, unexpectedly died in the Endless Sea. If this continues, the Zhou family will probably be finished soon."    

Chapter 49 - The Death of the Zhou Family