Genius Alchemist

More and more people gathered around the challenge arena. The huge square was almost full. There were a steady stream of people coming, all looking excited.

We've seen a lot of general challenge arena competitions, but we've only heard of life and death duels, and we've never really seen them.

Once the duel of life and death is started, you will never die. Only one party dies can you stop.

On the challenge arena, Shen Qingling and Nan Ting cut their fingertips, and the scarlet blood dropped on the book of the decisive battle of life and death.

Suddenly, an almost transparent spiritual force lingered on the book of the decisive battle of life and death and entrusted it to Shen Qingling and Nanting.

The book of the decisive battle of life and death was suddenly smashed, the law of heaven and earth was opened, and a powerful spiritual barrier surrounded the whole challenge arena and wrapped them in it.

Unless one side is dead, this spiritual barrier will never disappear.

Looking at the law of heaven and earth that has been started, Yuelao's face turned pale in a moment.

Still late.

Looking at the laws of heaven and earth that have been started in the sky, the inner house disciples who are training are so shocked that they can't even speak for a long time.

"This is -- someone is fighting a life and death duel!"

"Are all the disciples from other places so powerful now? If they don't agree, they will fight for life and death?"

"I really want to go out and have a look!"

The disciples of the inner residence discussed with interest.

"Continue training."

Su ruthlessly put his hands behind him and looked at the sky indifferently. His eyes drooped. People couldn't guess what he was thinking.

"Brother Nanting, beat that boy hard and teach him a lesson!"

On the square, the atmosphere was high and boiling to the top.

Although Nanting's daily behavior is unpleasant, Shen Qingling, a special recruit with a humble identity, wants to become an external disciple like them, which is what they can't tolerate most.

Listening to the cheers from the audience, Nanting was very pleased. He looked at Shen Qingling, condescending, as if watching a dying man: "you can be regarded as falling into my hands. I'll see if you can have as good luck this time as the previous times."

Shen Qingling didn't speak, but her eyes were still red.

Before her eyes flashed scenes about Mo Feng, his words, his smile, and his miserable death.

He was gentle and honest. He should have been an elegant childe, but he was forced to become a special recruit because of his poor background and was humiliated in every way.

For what?

For what?

Guilt and unwillingness piled up in his chest and almost exploded. Shen Qingling's body trembled with strong hatred.

Nanting thought she was afraid and more proud. He thought that Shen Qingling would die under his sword later. He couldn't help but draw out his sword and stab Shen Qingling.

All eyes focused on Shen Qingling. Although her death was doomed, they still wanted to see how she would deal with it.

However, Shen Qingling stood there, motionless, as if stunned.

People are speechless, right here?

How dare you fight for life and death with this skill?

It's better to find a brick and kill themselves, so as to save them time.

Everyone lost interest. Watching the South Pavilion approaching more and more, they could imagine Shen Qingling being pierced by a sword later.

But when the South Pavilion was less than a meter away from Shen Qingling, he suddenly knelt in front of Shen Qingling on one knee, and his sword fell to the ground.

There was silence, and everyone looked at the scene.

What's the situation? Good. Why did Nanting kneel down to Shen Qingling?

On the challenge arena, Nanting was like thunder, which shocked him.

Just now, a powerful force rushed towards him, which made it difficult for him to move, and he knelt down almost instantly.

He and Shen Qingling are the only two people here. That pressure can't be Shen Qingling's. whose is it?

Is there a strong man secretly helping Shen Qingling?

Once the life and death duel is started, even the master and the strong can't intervene, so this idea is not very tenable.

Nanting didn't have time to think about it. Everyone under the stage focused on him with different mocking eyes. A wave of humiliation filled his heart.

He was ashamed to think that he knelt down to his most shameless recruit.

He hurriedly stood up, but it was like a heavy stone on his back, so that he couldn't move at all.

He clenched his teeth, fought against it with all his spiritual strength, and finally stood up unsteadily.

When he stood up straight and was ready to attack, the reduced pressure suddenly became stronger!

With a "puff", Nan Ting knelt on his knees again.

There was an uproar under the stage. I didn't understand what happened to Nanting.

"Ling Qing, what trick did you use!" Nanting collapsed and went crazy.

He concluded that it was definitely Shen Qingling's Ghost: "you agreed on a fair duel between life and death, but you used intrigues. Why, are you so afraid of losing!" the powerful pressure made Nanting out of breath.

"You are a spiritual master of level 8. What are my accomplishments? You shamelessly put forward a duel between life and death. Are you still here to talk about fairness with me?"

Shen Qingling smiled coldly and shivered all over Nanting.

There was a sudden panic in his heart.

After that, Nanting often got up and knelt heavily on the ground in less than a moment.

"Kneel down and kowtow to them." Shen Qingling ordered him.

"Lingqing, don't go too far!" Nanting followed her eyes and saw Yunhe jiuxiao and yuanteng outside the field.

It's a shame to let him kneel down with a group of special students!

Shen Qingling didn't talk nonsense with her. A spiritual force shot from his fingertips and directly cut off his arm.

Nanting covered his bloody shoulder and screamed, "you!"

"Kneel down and kowtow." Shen Qingling's voice was still cold.

"Madman! You are madman! If you have the ability, you will kill me! I was born a dragon and Phoenix among people in Nanting. If you let me kneel down to a group of humble slaves, you might as well let me die!"

"I will help you."

As soon as the voice fell, Shen Qingling came to Nanting.

She put her hand on Nanting's neck and lifted him up like a cargo.

Dangling legs kicked, and Nan Ting stared in horror: "no! Don't kill me!"

In the face of real death, he is afraid. He doesn't want to die, he doesn't want to die!

"When you killed Mo Feng, did he beg for love like you? Did you listen?"

Mo Feng's death was vivid, and almost eroded all Shen Qingling's reason. He made a sudden effort with his arms. Nanting suddenly stopped struggling, and the whole person lost his breath.

At the same time, the spiritual barrier shrouded over the challenge arena disappeared.

Shen Qingling threw away the South Pavilion.

People who made friends with Nanting rushed to the stage and ran to Nanting.

Shen Qingling stepped down expressionless and walked to yuanteng. His voice was the same as usual, but he was a little dumb: "go back."