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Chapter 85 Thrawn's Third Knife
With Nonoah Thrawn's automatic surrender, the tiebreaker of the semi-finals officially came to an end.

Norse Empire: Athena.

Milan Empire: Man Douglas.

Xuanhuang Empire: Ye Changkong.

Sword God Mansion: Beishan Yun.

Xuanhuang Empire: Ming people.

Aslant Empire: Kara.

Xuanhuang Empire: Xiao Wangxue.

Rus Empire: Qutu.

Byzantine Empire: Harvey Gats.

These are the top ten supernovas in this year's rookie battle.

Although Suolong has not been promoted to the Top Ten New Stars, no one would underestimate him because of this. If he hadn't met a bright person, it would have been easy to be promoted to the Top Ten New Stars.

What's more, his third knife has not been drawn yet.

Next came the ranking battle for the tenth to twentyth place, but apparently Suolong was not interested in such false fame, so he left the Great Martial Palace with a samurai sword on his shoulder.

"Let's go, let's go, let's go to the Immortal Tower."

Young master Chu and classmate Xiaopang started booing again, excited.

We all know that Mingren is powerful, but he didn't expect to be so powerful.

Bei Shanyun looked at Ming Ren with satisfaction, "Your progress is faster than I imagined. Under normal circumstances, I am not your opponent."

Thinking back a few days ago, the latter was only in the middle stage of a warrior, and it was difficult to catch her sword, and after a short period of time, he could no longer keep up with his pace.

This growth rate is terrifying.

Athena also looked at Mingren squarely for the first time. Although she was surprised by the man's mental strength before, she still didn't put him on a level in her heart. Now there is no doubt.

clap clap~
There was a slight applause from behind, and Ye Changkong walked over with his eyes narrowed.

Chu Tianjiao's expression turned cold on the spot, "Ye Changkong, what are you doing here?"

Ye Changkong smiled and looked at Mingren, "Come and applaud our hero."

"Thank you." Mingren also smiled back.

Although they smiled at each other, everyone could feel the murderous intent hidden under the smile.

Ye Changkong whispered in his ear, "You'd better pray that you don't run into me in the finals tomorrow, or you won't be as lucky as last time again."

Mingren smiled, "That may really disappoint you, because I am not prepared to participate in the finals at all, and the ranking battle has no meaning to me."

"Really, then I hope you don't regret it when the time comes." Ye Changkong sneered and left indifferently.

Chu Tianjiao clenched his fist, "Malle is next door, I will kill him sooner or later."

Mingren smiled and gave him a blank look, "Master Chu, you should hurry up and practice hard, who can you do with your cultivation?"

Chu Tianjiao pouted.

Cultivation, cultivation is impossible, even in this life.

Compared to boring practice, picking up girls is more interesting.

.....
After leaving the Great Martial Palace, Chu Tianjiao, Wang Xiaopang and others went straight to the Banxian Tower.

Ming did not go.

The battle with Suolong also gave him a lot of benefits. The vitality in the martial soul is already very full, and he can just use the combat comprehension gained in the previous battle to break through to the middle stage of the martial artist.

At night, the starry sky is like washing.

sizzle.

In the room, Mingren was cross-legged on the bed, countless sources of vitality gathered from all directions and entered into his martial soul.

Every battle scene with Thrawn recalled in my mind.

Octave flow.

Domineering knife.

Three swords of ghosts.

Two ghosts hold knives.

When all these pictures came together, Ming Ren finally found a breakthrough.

Click.

The vitality suddenly changed and improved again.

"Middle stage of martial arts."

Sensing the power coming from his body, Mingren opened his eyes.

Since the upgrade of the devouring ability, Mingren's realm improvement has slowed down.

In the case of being unable to devour vitality, one can only practice step by step. Even with a mysterious martial soul, it is difficult to be invincible.

Combat and comprehension have become the mainstream factors for improving the realm of cultivation.

If it wasn't for causing unnecessary trouble, he really wanted to let go of his hands and have a hearty battle with the new stars, maybe he could break through to the late stage of martial arts and even Dzogchen in one fell swoop.

"Dong dong dong."

"crunch"

The door was opened, and Thrawn walked in with a samurai sword on his shoulder.

Ming was taken aback.

"Come with me." Thrawn greeted and walked out of the room first.

Doubts are doubts, Mingren still followed Suolong.

The two left the Great Martial Palace one after the other, and came to a deserted and secluded place.

"Mingren, do you really want to see my third knife?"

Thrawn stopped, his expression unprecedentedly solemn.

Mingren nodded, then shook his head again, "I don't think about it, I'm willing to take it out if you want to, and I won't force you if you don't want to."

"But I want you to experience it." Thrawn took a deep breath, "Do you know why I never draw the third knife?"

"Because it is really a magic knife, a Shura knife that can eat people."

Chill.

Suolong's right hand suddenly twitched, and he finally pulled out the third knife that was dusty on his waist.

This knife is not a forged knife unique to the Tiandao League, but a sword-shaped knife, half sword and half sword.

The blade was red, as strange as fresh blood.

Whoohoo!
As soon as the knife was released, the surrounding air began to roar again and again. When one listened carefully, it sounded like ghosts crying and wolves howling, or the roaring of demons in hell.

"This is my third knife: Shura knife."

"It's also my martial soul."

"Is it a special spirit again!" Ming Ren rubbed his forehead.

In fact, should have thought of it long ago.

Looking carefully at the long knife in Suolong's hand, Mingren secretly snapped his tongue.

Wuhun Shura Saber.

It is the same as my own ancient sword dragon chant.

He thought that only he had this special type of martial soul, but he didn't expect Suo Long to have this kind of martial soul too.

Judging from its aura, its Asura Saber tends to kill in the dark, while the Ancient Dragon Song Sword seems to be closely related to dragons. It is hard to say which of the two is stronger, but at the current stage, they should both belong to the level of heavenly magic weapons.

"No wonder you didn't dare to pull out the third knife easily, it turned out to be like this."

Suolong nodded, "This knife is very strange, full of terrifying killing intent, every time I use this knife to fight, I can't control my mind and thus be controlled by it, in the state of being controlled by it, I'm insane, I don't even know how many people I killed, I only see killing."

Ming's mind was concentrated, "Killing for the sake of killing, this is too terrible."

"That's why, if you used the Asura Saber in the arena just now, you would definitely die. Now you finally believe what I said."

"Not necessarily."

"Uh?"

Thrawn was taken aback.

The next moment, a golden three-foot long sword appeared in Ming's hands.

Ouch!

Ancient sword dragon chant, dragon chant octave.

As soon as the Dragon Yin ancient sword was unsheathed, even Suolong's Shura knife began to tremble, and the killing knife that killed for killing felt threatened.

Thrawn stared, then laughed, "I see, I understand."

"Ming, you have won. I admit that under your sword, even if I become an incarnation and kill Shura, I will eventually be defeated by you."

(End of this chapter)