Chapter Twenty-Four: A Thousand Years of Silence

"It's not easy for young people to have this heart, Haotian, you have a good 'exchange'."

Boss Yuan nodded without yin or yang, and at the same time faintly put pressure on David in front of him.

"Liqiu, what the hell are you..."

Approaching the arena, David became nervous, he didn't care about Su Jinqiu's life or death, but the opportunity was clearly in front of him, but he had a kind of worry about gains and losses.

"Why don't you try it too... Remember to remind Ye Qing to keep an eye on the time. ”

Su Jinqiu instructed lightly, and then strode into the ring.

"Little brother, since you are seriously injured, why do you have to come up and fight hard?"

Haotian frowned and looked at the wounds on his body, and there seemed to be martial virtue between his words.

"My name is Liqiu, a second-year student of the South Gate Martial Arts School."

As soon as Su Jinqiu said this, Haotian's face suddenly changed, he really didn't expect to meet a fellow student in the underground arena.

Although the relationship between the Nanmen Martial Arts School and the Longsheng Martial Arts School is good on the surface, there is no shortage of competition in secret, especially the star positions of the two schools are focused on martial arts, and the sense of competition is even more obvious.

Haotian's "selfless" star affinity has reached 58%, he is the leader of the younger generation of Longsheng Martial Arts School, and his actual combat ability is the first-class existence in the school.

"It turned out to be a classmate from the South Gate Martial Arts School, it seems that I made a fuss..."

The South Gate Martial Arts School provides students with a lot more star positions than the Longsheng Martial Arts School, and Haotian also thought that the blood hole on Su Jinqiu's body was caused by his own special star position ability...

"I also want to see the mountains, so let's start with you, classmates!"

Su Jinqiu chuckled, and the Broken King Sword instantly appeared in his hand, and the thick black mist pushed away all the smoke and dust near the ring, forming an almost chaotic area.

"Huh? The black fog couldn't even affect him? ”

Standing in the black mist, Haotian still maintained a standard fist fight, as if nothing would affect him.

As soon as ordinary people come into contact with the black fog, they will definitely be shocked by the breath of grief and destruction, and they will be discounted in advance, and Su Jinqiu is still the first person to meet someone who is completely unaffected since his debut.

"David, this Liqiu, why have I never heard of it?"

Boss Yuan felt the dangerous aura of the black mist, and his heart suddenly felt a little uneasy.

"Boss Yuan, this person is a student of the Nanmen Martial Arts School, not long ago he came to my 'circus' for the first time to fight to the death, I later quietly touched the bottom and found that he is a famous sword star... Ruthless! ”

David replied with a strange expression, recalling the news that his subordinates had reported to him about Liqiu...

The "Golden Three Questions" were all rejected, the man, harassed all the female students in the department, and touched the star position for less than half a month...

Such a "notorious" poor student actually entered the second year of school in one fell swoop, and defeated the mask of his "circus" housekeeper master, which really made him a little mixed...

Aside from those outrageous rumors, he still witnessed Liqiu's strength with his own eyes, and this reason alone is enough to gain a foothold in the underground world!

"Whether it's a mule or a horse, now I can only rely on him!" David roared in his heart, finally ready to come to his senses.

"What a weird fog, is this what you're capable of?" Haotian asked without changing his face.

"Fighting with a sword, it seems that I took advantage?" Su Jinqiu raised the long sword in his hand, and seemed a little embarrassed.

"I don't care!"

Haotian didn't care, and stepped forward, wanting to seize the opportunity.

"Huh!"

The emerald long sword swept out, just stabbing at the route of his attack, if Haotian didn't stop, he would probably be stabbed through!

With a sharp stop, Haotian pressed his center of gravity almost flat to the ground, avoiding the blade with an almost twisted posture, and at the same time quickly approaching his opponent!

"Dragon!"

A dull cannon fist stabbed out, Su Jinqiu couldn't avoid it, and could only use his left hand to force it.

I only heard a crisp sound, and my left hand was actually hit at a concave angle, and Su Jinqiu, who was clenching his back teeth, forcibly endured the pain, and the Broken King Sword waved backhand, leaving a sword mark on Haotian's back!

"Huh? Why is this wound a little weird, and it can't be dissolved for a while? ”

Haotian felt the sword wound on his back, as if a bloodsucking worm was gently devouring his blood, and that strange feeling could not be eliminated even if he used the ability of "self-control".

"Good fellows! It's a heavy fist..."

Su Jinqiu tried to move the fingers of his left hand, but found that it had no effect at all, but fortunately, the Broken King Sword had the effect of absorbing blood, so that his old injuries would not occur together.

"You can't drag it out with him, you have to settle the battle as soon as possible!"

Haotian made up his mind, got up and stood up, and began to brew the last move of the "Three Artillery Fist"...

"I'm here... What's wrong? ”

"Desperate Race..."

"I... Lost? ”

"Impossible... No way! There's no way I'm going to lose! ”

As soon as the evil eye that had just woken up looked up, he saw Su Jinqiu and Haotian who were confronting each other not far away, and the scenes before the coma suddenly came to his heart.

Under the infection of the black fog, resentment, humiliation, unwillingness, hatred... Waiting for the emotions to rush straight to the brain in an instant, the heterochromatic pupils suddenly became extremely blood-red!

"Give me death!"

The evil eye, blinded by anger, couldn't tell who the person in front of him was, and the restless lightning wrapped his palm and pushed towards Su Jinqiu with all his might!

"Whew!"

The lightning in the evil eye's hand instantly poured into Su Jinqiu's body, and the pain mixed with paralysis and anxiety was frantically eroding his nerves, and he was almost in shock for a while.

"Huh?!"

Seeing this scene, Haotian suddenly exclaimed, and when he let go of the shelf, he wanted to help.

Although he wanted to see the underground world of Star City, he was definitely not willing to win the game in this way.

"Poof!"

Su Jinqiu, who still had a trace of consciousness, held the sword in his backhand and smashed it backwards, which happened to pierce the throat of the evil eye!

"Foyego Hero Mastery progress increased by 2%, current total progress by 26%!"

As the prompt sounded in his mind, a thick black mist suddenly erupted from Su Jinqiu's body, almost enveloping the entire room, and the moment everyone present smelled the black mist, they couldn't help but feel a wave of fear in their hearts...

"You have unlocked the Hero Skill: Thousand Years of Whispering!"

The black mist continued to wash over his body, and the original blood hole began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the left hand, which was almost scrapped, was now back to normal.

"Whew... Call... Whew..."

Su Jinqiu's rhythmic breathing drove the black mist to breathe, as if he wanted to wash out the old wounds in his body in one go.

"This force... What the hell is going on? ”

After the hero's mastery progress exceeded 25%, Su Jinqiu felt as if his body contained infinite strength, and even his physical fitness had climbed to a new peak.

"Someone interrupted just now, I'm sorry... Let's move on! ”