The competition of the strongest eight people in the Huaxia District has undoubtedly attracted unprecedented attention, and no one will doubt that today's game will be wonderful......

The battle of the top masters was supposed to last a long time. Because the master not only has strong attack and defense capabilities, but the real master will never let the opponent hit him so easily, but no one would have expected that the duration of each game in the four games of eight into four is so short, so short that it is almost unacceptable...... Because of the time of the four games, it adds up to ...... It won't take more than five minutes.

A morning, less than five minutes of play...... Or is it a match between the strongest eight players who stand out from hundreds of millions of players in China......

In the first scene, Murong Qiushui faced the king who he wanted to cut with a thousand knives.

Time is slowly passing, and there is still one minute left before the game time, and the system prompt is urging. And all the players who are following this game have been waiting for it.

The people above and below the Heavenly Soul had been looking at Murong Qiushui all the time. This is the revenge battle he has been waiting for. And in order to fulfill his revenge battle, Zuo Pojun even took the initiative to give up the victory and gave him the qualification to enter the quarterfinals...... However, none of them knew exactly what method he would rely on to complete this battle of revenge.

At this time, Murong Qiushui was very calm, there was no nervousness, there was no impatience, and the calm was a little abnormal. Compared with the previous battle with Wang, the current equipment of Murong Qiushui's whole body has not changed at all, and there is no change at all, coupled with Ye Tianxie's previous order of "no leveling", it is naturally impossible for him to improve his level if he does not go to leveling. In other words, he is about to face the king again and is in exactly the same state as he was when he lost to the king for the first time. Last time, he was almost equal to a second defeat in the hands of the king, so what is he going to rely on to defeat the king now......

"Fourth...... Since you said it, you have to do it, although your mouth is usually a little floating, but this time I believe in you, don't let me waste a chance in my life in vain. Zuo Pojun said with a serious face.

"Well, although I know that Wang is strong, this time, I also believe in you. I look forward to the moment when you let the king die. Situ said next.

"Come on." The Shadow Star Soul said. At this time, he was already rapidly integrating into the atmosphere of the Heavenly Soul Mercenary Group. And he is also a self-acquainted person by nature, and he is not cautious and jerky at all.

"Hopefully there will be a miracle." God said freely.

"Qiushui, go on." Ye Tianxie said.

"Qiushui, come on, I'm sure you can do it." Sophie made a "V" gesture to him.

Everyone in the group said a word of encouragement, and the scene was ............ It was like saying goodbye to a cannon fodder who was about to die on the battlefield, which made the muscles on Murong Qiushui's face twitch one after another. He stood up and said listlessly: "Don't worry, I won't disgrace the Heavenly Soul again, even if I die...... It's thrilling to die. ”

He took out his serial number card and went to the arena, where the king appeared almost at the same time. His outfit hasn't changed either. Dressed in pitch black, a pitch black horse under his crotch...... At first glance, it looks like you've just crawled out of a coal pile.

In this arena, the two men met for the second time. It was slightly different from the scene when they met for the first time, but the two people who met this time were all silent, Wang's eyes were as calm as stagnant water, and even his eyes didn't move like dead people, looking at Murong Qiushui's gaze was completely equivalent to looking at a lifeless corpse.

It's an alternative form of disdain.

And Murong Qiushui's eyes were half-narrowed, his expression seemed to be rigid for a long time without the slightest change, and his gaze stabbed straight forward and fell on the king's chest...... They had been in this state until the start of the game, and the air was quietly condensed under this atmosphere.

Everyone knows that Murong Qiushui defeated the hand of the immortal reincarnation king in the top 100 competition, and was killed by Wang's instantaneous technique in one hit. Dramatically, the two met again in the quarterfinals. Moreover, there is no difference between the two people in terms of superficial equipment and the first time they met before...... The same two people, the same equipment, the huge difference in strength you showed before......

Is there a possibility that the ending of this game will be different from last time?

"Ding...... Left: Heavenly Soul Mercenary Group Belongs: Qiushui Yiren - VS - Right: Immortal Reincarnation Belongs: Wang, the game begins! ”

Click!

The gun in Murong Qiu's hand was raised and pointed directly at the king's head. He always habitually evokes a wanton smile when aiming at his opponent, but he doesn't have the slightest smile at this time, his slightly squinted eyes and calm face are full of a chilling gloom...... He didn't shoot, but pointed at the king and said slowly, "You...... Have you ever seen the Grim Reaper? ”

"Hmph, the waste of the Murong family."

A disdainful low snort came from Murong Qiushui's ears, making his face even more gloomy. The king looked at him with disdain...... The first time he looked at him, he looked at him with a look down on an ant, and killed him easily, this time, he was also so disdainful, still, with an ant-looking gaze...... No, to be precise, he looks at almost everyone like that...... He proclaimed himself king, the king of all, the king of all things, the king of all that despised all that was in the world.

He has only suffered one major setback in his life...... That is Ye Tianxie. He participated in this competition in order to return the countless times the shame that Ye Tianxie had inflicted on him at the beginning...... And none of the others deserved him to look at it squarely. At least that's what he thinks himself.

Woo~~~

Murong Qiushui pulled the bolt...... The pitch-black bullet sliced through the air with a whistling sound, and shot at the king's body with a dark trace...... The breath of death suddenly approached at an extremely fast speed.

Murong Qiushui's strongest technique - the kiss of death!

Those who fall for this trick are equivalent to meeting the Grim Reaper......

Bang!!

The exact same scene played out again, the bullet passed through Wang's body without any obstruction, and slammed into the energy barrier behind him, striking out small cracks. The king's method of dodging this "Kiss of Death" still uses the absolute evasion technique he used before. Although he was despising Murong Qiushui, the speed of the bullet was too fast, and at such a close distance, he didn't have any way to retreat with his whole body except for this skill.

The virtual shadow turned into reality, and the king's body also disappeared, completely disappearing in front of Murong Qiushui's eyes...... Murong Qiushui looked ahead, his calm expression did not change in any way due to the sudden disappearance of the king, he didn't even look around, let alone close his eyes to concentrate on testing his position, but just kept the state of shooting the "Kiss of Death" just now, his arm raised, the muzzle of the gun pointed forward, his eyes looked directly at the landing point, and his eyes were motionless...... At this time, it was as if he had been immobilized.

"What's going on? The fourth seems a little strange...... Why didn't he move! Zuo Pojun clenched his hands and said nervously. Wang obviously used his stealth skills, and with Murong Qiushui's vitality and Wang's attack ability, if he couldn't crack his stealth and was hit by the sudden appearance of Wang, there was no doubt that he would be killed instantly.

"What exactly is Qiushui going to do? How does it feel like he has lost his soul now? Situ looked at Murong Qiushui on the stage in an instant, frowned and said, his appearance at this time was indeed too strange, in the face of the king's invisibility, he was motionless, like a stone carving.

“…… The king is already near to him. Ye Tianxie whispered in a calm voice. Under the eyes of his evil dragon, the king's invisibility is completely equivalent to nothing.

As soon as Ye Tianxie's voice fell, Murong Qiushui's left side was already a black shadow, and a blood ray drew a swift and peerless ......

Bite......-

14000！

A very thin red line appeared on Murong Qiushui's body, and the red line suddenly appeared and disappeared, as fast as if it had never existed. And the moment the red line disappeared, a huge damage figure appeared on Murong Qiushui's head, emptying his blood groove in an instant.

"Autumn water!!" Zuo Pojun and the others shouted in unison.

"Ding...... Congratulations to the player 'Wang' for winning and reaching the obvious semi-finals! ”

At this point, a total of 10 seconds have passed since the start of the race...... And just like that, the first match of the quarterfinals ended. As a result, just like the first meeting between the two of them, Murong Qiushui was killed in an instant. The ending of the past has continued to the present. This is the huge gap in strength...... There is no way to make up for it.

"Autumn ...... Qiushui ......" Zuo Pojun's voice trembled a little, he gave up the game, and filled his heart with countless hopes and trust in Murong Qiushui, looking forward to the miracle of Murong Qiushui's victory over the king...... However, the miracle did not happen, but it was defeated, faster than the last time......

He couldn't take it, he couldn't accept it at all.

"Could it be...... That's it? Situ couldn't laugh for a moment, he looked at the stage in a daze, his face was very stiff, stiff like a stone,

"I thought that Brother Murong would have some surprising way to win...... However, alas, he was still defeated, and he couldn't blame Brother Murong, that king was too powerful. When I go up, I can only be killed in seconds. Shen Yao retracted his expression and said.

And at this time, Ye Tianxie's low voice came from their ears: "Don't jump to conclusions too early...... Ye Tianxie stared at the two people on the stage, frowned and said, "Look at Qiushui...... He was dead, but he didn't fall! Don't you think it's weird? ”

As soon as Ye Tianye reminded them, they were all shocked...... And more and more people on the stage began to notice...... One second, two seconds, three seconds, four seconds, and five seconds passed, and Murong Qiushui, who was killed by Wang in seconds and emptied of the blood tank, did not fall!

He was still standing there in the same posture as before.

What's going on?

Murong Qiushui, who was obviously dead, slowly raised his head at this time, and his body also rotated slowly, but it rotated very slowly and his movements were very stiff...... Stiff like a zombie turning its neck...... And as his body turned, the bloody empty teeth that had been held up in the air also pointed at Wang ......

"You...... See...... Pass...... Die...... God...... ......"

What the king saw was a black muzzle, and behind the muzzle, a face covered with black gas and a grim smile, showing two rows of white teeth......

The sound in his ears was like the cold wind blowing in the bitter cold winter, making his whole body cold...... At this moment, he actually felt a tremor in his heart.