Sacred Martial Divine Sovereign

The battle was ever-changing. Just a second ago, the two of them were still engaged in a fierce battle. Who would have thought that Huang Quan's entire body would be blasted apart in the next second, turning into a rain of blood that filled the sky? It was so tragic.    

Outside the fighting stage, everyone was staring at the Stellar Battle Platform with their mouths wide open. They were all kneeling on one knee. Ao Lingchen was gasping for breath. His eyes were filled with exhaustion. At this moment, he didn't look any better either. His shirt had already been torn into pieces during the intense battle, and his flesh was badly mutilated. The wound between his flesh and blood was shocking. Blood was flowing out from it. Drops of blood dripped onto the fighting stage.    

Too strong!    

Such thoughts emerged in the hearts of everyone. Many of their eyes revealed intense fear, as if they were frightened by Ao Lingchen's brutality.    

"Devil, this man is a devil. Those who fought him were all killed by him. Each of them will end up in a miserable state."    

A commotion broke out in the crowd, and it immediately resonated with the crowd.    

"Yeah, you're right. This is a devil. His opponents are all dead. This man is bloodthirsty."    

"How can there be such a crazy person? He's too ferocious."    

Suddenly, an uproar broke out among the crowd. The crowd was crowded, as if they wanted to retreat and distance themselves from the Stellar Battle Platform. They were afraid that the person on the stage would suddenly go crazy and kill them.    

For a moment, the surroundings of the fighting stage were filled with discussions about Ao Lingchen's brutal actions. These voices made Xia Jingxue, who was standing at the side, tighten her fingers. Her willowy eyebrows slightly trembled. Her smooth white eyebrows were tightly knitted together and her phoenix eyes were slightly narrowed, revealing a worried expression.    

Xia Jingxue was very clear about one thing. The discussions of these people would not harm Ao Lingchen physically, but she was worried that the discussions would affect the latter's mood. She was also worried that Ao Lingchen's reputation in Desolate Domain would become a devil king in the end.    

Compared to Xia Jingxue's worries, Qing Chen, who was standing beside her, was not worried at all. Instead, he turned his head and swept his cold gaze across the crowd. After that, he let out a cold snort and looked at Ao Lingchen who was standing on the fighting stage with a face full of anticipation.    

Qing Chen had seen the changes in the surroundings. It was obvious that someone was purposely trying to ruin Ao Lingchen's reputation.    

But so what?!    

The world of martial artists was like the world of Devil Beast. The strong preyed on the weak to survive. Whoever had a stronger fist had the right to set the rules.    

Ao Lingchen's killing of Huang Quan was indeed very bloody, but how could he not brand his name in the hearts of these people?    

The reason he had stepped onto the path of martial arts was to slaughter his way into a world of peace and quiet.    

The discussions on the fighting stage were surprisingly calm on the nebula. Even the Asura Hall's Huyan Xiu did not speak. His face was dark. His eyes flickered with a fierce and murderous aura as he looked down at the Stellar Battle Platform and coldly said. "Very good."    

He didn't do much, but everyone could feel a raging flame burning in his heart.    

"Number one has won this battle. Please leave the stage and recover as soon as possible to prepare for the next battle. Number two, number twenty-four, get on the stage!"    

The loud and clear voice of the Saint Asura Sect Expert resounded in the air, clearly entering everyone's ears.    

As soon as these words were spoken, an uproar broke out in the square. Many people looked at Ao Lingchen who was on the fighting stage with ridicule. Most of these people were disciples of the Stellar Sect.    

They were just throwing dirty water on Ao Lingchen, wanting to make him look like a bloodthirsty devil. However, they had forgotten that even if he killed Huang Quan, today was still not the end. He had yet to enter the top ten. When the final battle was over... They still needed to draw lots to choose a few more people to fight for the top ten spots.    

With Ao Lingchen's luck, he would have a high chance of winning the first place.    

More importantly, judging from his current condition, he was seriously injured and would not be able to recover in a short period of time. If he was unlucky and met a strong enemy, he might bleed on the spot.    

There must be a lot of people who would be happy to see Ao Lingchen off.    

Ao Lingchen glanced around the fighting stage and pressed his right hand on the ground. He slowly stood up and his eyes were filled with fighting spirit.    

He saw the actions of the people around him. He knew how many people wanted to see him die, but so what?    

I don't believe in this life. I don't want to live in the next life. I only want to live in this life and fight for a single night!    

No matter who it is today, those who stand in my way will be killed without mercy!    

If I die miserably today, without my soul in the four seas, without my soul in this world, my obsession will still not dissipate.    

No, my will is still the same, my heart is unmatched!    

From the moment he stood up, Ao Lingchen couldn't help but mutter to himself. As he muttered to himself, the fighting intent in his body became stronger and stronger. The blood in his body that had just calmed down boiled once again, and it was filled with a fighting intent that seemed to have been branded into his bones.    

He looked at the vast ocean that separated the mulberry fields, and he didn't fear the clamorous noise of the mortal world!    

My heart is invincible, and I can't be invaded by any techniques!    

With a raging fighting spirit, Ao Lingchen walked down from the fighting stage step by step. Under the many fearful gazes, he walked to Xia Jingxue and Qing Chen's side.    

At this moment, he didn't give off the slightest feeling of weakness. Instead, he gave off a tremendous pressure, as if he had transformed.    

Ao Lingchen's performance shocked the Saint Asura Sect Expert. It seemed like he had misjudged this little guy. This little guy was stronger than he had imagined.    

This kind of strength didn't refer to strength, but faith and will!    

"What a powerful will. I never thought that I would meet so many little guys with amazing talent in Desolate Domain this time."    

A ripple of anticipation appeared in Saint Asura Sect Expert's eyes. It seemed like he had made the right decision on this trip. This year's little fellow seemed to be even better than the previous batch. Not only did he have the Confucianism genius, Murong Feng. Zhou Yong, who was fearless of life and death, was also cruel and cruel to him. There was also Ao Lingchen, who had a strong will. These three people alone had earned a fortune.    

Thinking of this, the anticipation in Saint Asura Sect Expert's eyes became more and more intense. He believed that the dark horse would keep appearing. Perhaps, he would be able to obtain a lot of good seedlings this time.    

No one knew what the Saint Asura Sect Expert was thinking on the nebula. Instead, it was the two people who walked onto the Stellar Battle Platform that caused an uproar in the surroundings.    

The one who walked onto the fighting stage was actually Zhou Yong, the only madman who had broken through to the Half Step Martial King.    

Judging from his usual performance, this battle would probably be a bloody one. He had the same image as Ao Lingchen in the hearts of the people. He was cruel and bloody, a complete madman.    

At this moment, in front of Madman Zhou stood a man with a powerful aura, but his face was full of fear. He was a rogue cultivator, Sun Hanyun.    

At this moment, this man's mood was also incomparably tragic. He had never thought that he would be unlucky enough to meet this madman.    

The young man held a huge hammer in his hands. The hammer was covered with spikes. It looked as if it was as tall as him, and a powerful baleful aura surged within it. He stared at Zhou Yong and said in a serious tone, "Zhou Yong, let me see how strong a Half Step Martial King is."    

Sun Hanyun's heart was filled with contradictions. He knew very well that it was virtually impossible for him to defeat Zhou Yong with his current strength, but he was unwilling to surrender just like that. Therefore, he wanted to fight and witness the strength of his opponent.    

Besides, he was confident that even if his opponent was stronger than him, he still had a chance of escaping from him.    

"I think I can see your soul wailing under my blade."    

As soon as the sinister voice faded, a bolt of lightning flashed across the battle platform.    

Suddenly, a wave of alarmed uproar arose in the plaza.