Chapter 613

He still wanted to fight, but when he tried his best to turn around and face Su Ming, he found that he was already out of stamina.

Zhong Hong suddenly knelt on one knee on the ground, blood flowing from three sword marks on his body.

Shoulder, chest, thigh, one cut each, none of which hit vital points, but they left him unable to fight again.

His physique attribute was not high to begin with, and his body's defense was not strong, so he was naturally defeated easily by Su Ming.

As he bled, his health points dropped directly to 1%.

Just... a single strike!

Sweat flowed down his forehead, and his expression was horrified.

Had this person's strength actually reached such a level!?

Even with the blessing of his identity as an ability user, he couldn't match him?

Furthermore, if it weren't for the protection of the competition barrier, that strike could have killed him instantly!

Su Ming stood behind him, holding the tree branch diagonally with one arm, pointing it toward the ground, his expression plain.

"It's over."

"Don't move anymore, lest the injuries go deeper." Su Ming advised coldly.

Zhong Hong gritted his teeth and had no choice but to give up.

The gap in strength was too great...

Greater than all the spectators had imagined!

Only after facing him directly did Zhong Hong realize the terror of this Moon-Slicing Swordsman.

【Winner: Black Kill · Moon-Slicing Swordsman!】

As the broadcast sounded, Zhong Hong was completely defeated.

"I lost." he said with complex eyes.

This rookie competition only offered one chance in a lifetime, so Zhong Hong felt a bit sad; it would likely take a long time to digest.

"Thank you... for holding back." Zhong Hong wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and stood up, his eyes showing some unwillingness.

He knew very well that Su Ming hadn't used his full strength, which was already being benevolent to him.

Su Ming nodded, and the two were teleported out of the competition arena together.

This Zhong Hong was only at the second turn, while Su Ming was already at the fourth!

One must know that when Su Ming was at the second turn, he was already fighting across realms against the third turn; now, at the fourth turn dealing with the second, it was simply crushing in the extreme.

At this moment, the world channel had gone completely crazy.

"Look at those sword moves, look at that footwork, Moon-Slicing Swordsman, my god, what was that just now?!"

"With one drifting sidestep, he avoided Zhong Hong's laser eyes; this footwork was as if he had predicted it in advance!"

"Then it was all done in one go, dodging and attacking perfectly integrated; he ended the match with just one move!"

"Too terrifying."

"He is definitely the most unexpected dark horse in this year's competition!"

"I would like to call him the Tree Branch Sword God!"

"Damn it, I still didn't believe it and bet on the Moon-Slicing Swordsman to lose; I've lost so much money!"

"I only lost two matches, what's there to fear? I'm going to bet on him losing again; no child cries every day, and no gambler loses every day; I don't believe he will never be defeated!"

"Heh, you guys are truly obsessed. I'm going to place a bet on Moon-Slicing to win; looking at his destructive track record, he will definitely make it into the top 50."

"Hey, look quickly, that woman in arena 958 is also very strong."

"She's a Beast Tamer, right?"

"Tsk tsk, she's so beautiful, with a white sable following her into battle; her strength is extraordinary!"