Bang!
A muffled sound, and in his hand, a mass of bloody powder expanded!
The foul wind before him instantly condensed into droplets of water, dripping onto the ground!
Drip, drip, drip!
Everyone was stunned. Feng Wujiang on the stage widened his eyes and exclaimed, "What kind of technique is this?"
His Foul Wind Gu was a decisive killing move, yet it was broken so easily by his opponent?
The red droplets falling to the ground were like fresh blood. Clearly, the Gu worms within were completely dead.
"Heh!"
As everyone stood dumbfounded, the thin, dark-skinned youth suddenly lunged forward, flicking three things from his fingers!
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
"What is it?"
"Hidden weapons?"
Everyone was filled with doubt and astonishment.
The youth's movements were too fast, and coupled with Feng Wujiang's underestimation, by the time he realized what was happening, it was already too late!
He frantically swung his folding fan, stirring up gusts of wind.
But all of it was futile. Those three things seemed to have eyes, and as they neared Feng Wujiang, they changed direction, each at a different, tricky angle, piercing directly into Feng Wujiang's body through the gaps in his defense.
Only then did everyone clearly see what those things were!
"White needles!"
"They're bone needles, the Corrupting Bone Needles of the Witch Doctor lineage!"
"Hiss! Such a lost art has been recreated by someone!?"
"Feng Wujiang is going to die! Only the sorcerer who refined them can detoxify this, and they certainly won't save him!"
Gasps of shock and disbelief echoed continuously.
Feng Wujiang, however, clutched his ribs, chest, and the swollen pus sacs on his neck, and instantly collapsed to the ground!
"Ah! Pain, pain..."
The agonizing pain of the bone-gnawing, blood-sucking poison left Feng Wujiang only able to wail!
Even though the onlookers were accustomed to such tragic and painful scenes, they couldn't help but tremble at this moment!
This was a typical display of the legendary Witch Doctor's methods.
It was enough to prove how terrifying this thin, dark-skinned youth was!
No one wanted to face such an opponent!
"You lost!" The thin, dark-skinned youth walked up to Feng Wujiang, watching him warily.
Feng Wujiang, in immense pain, nodded repeatedly at the youth.
"I... lost!"
"I'll knock you off the stage first, I'm worried you'll cheat!" There was probably no one else as naive as this thin, dark-skinned youth in the entire arena!
Seeing Feng Wujiang kicked off the stage, the thin, dark-skinned youth, as if performing magic, easily retrieved three bone needles from Feng Wujiang's wounds!
"This is the antidote. Take it orally within half an hour!"
The thin, dark-skinned youth tossed a medicine bottle. Seeing everyone staring at him, he blushed, seemingly not knowing where to run.
Finally, he saw Ling Feng standing nearby. Gritting his teeth, he finally ran over.
Birds of a feather flock together!
It seemed this thin, dark-skinned youth considered Ling Feng his peer.
After all, they were the only two Witch Doctors who had persisted to this round!
"Thank you!"
After taking the antidote, Feng Wujiang's pain lessened significantly, and he bowed gratefully to the thin, dark-skinned youth.
Having a brush with death gave Feng Wujiang a different perspective!
"Damn it! Where did this kid come from? Feng Wujiang actually lost to him?!"
The result of the first match shocked everyone, but the most surprised was Tu Jintong, as Feng Wujiang was his primary opponent!
"Young Master Tu, his name isn't in our records. Earlier, it seemed he only lasted a little over three minutes."
"Idiot, this kid was hiding his strength, playing the pig to eat the tiger. He's standing with that kid Ling Feng, and they're both Witch Doctors, so they must be in cahoots! Investigate immediately!"
Tu Jintong was furious. Anyone associated with Ling Feng made him furious!
"Corrupting Bone Needles, hehe, interesting."
Shan Hanyi smiled faintly, clearly not taking the thin, dark-skinned youth to heart.
Following that, one by one, people took the stage.
Shan Hanyi was number eleven. He had just stepped onto the stage when, before the match could be announced, his opponent directly forfeited.
"Number twelve! Fang Yin! Versus, number thirty-two, Ling Feng!"
The Grand Elder announced next.
The entire venue fell silent instantly, so quiet you could hear a pin drop.
Ling Feng! The Witch Doctor who passed the first round in ten seconds! He was finally about to appear!
Ling Feng strode forward, and in an instant, he stood on the Gu combat stage with his hands behind his back.
Such movement also instilled greater fear in people's hearts.
But those who were jealous and hateful were even more numerous.
"Hmph, this kid just likes to act cool!"
"He just killed some Gu worms, any Witch Doctor can do that!"
"This ignorant fool is lucky to not have encountered Shan Hanyi or the Saintess, it's like he struck gold!"
"Fang Yin, kill him! Don't disgrace our thirty-six families!"
There were clearly many people bad-mouthing Ling Feng.
Fang Yin, due to the death of his steward and his previous friction with Ling Feng, was already brimming with killing intent.
Coupled with the surrounding encouragement, Fang Yin's aura was fierce as he stepped onto the stage!
"Hmph, meddling kid, if you don't want to offend our Fang family, get off the stage. Otherwise, once I make my move, you're dead!"
Fang Yin sneered menacingly.
Ling Feng, however, cast a detached glance at him, then directly turned and walked towards the edge of the stage!
"Huh? Kid, what are you doing? Are you surrendering? Haha, I didn't expect you to be such a coward!"
Seeing this, Fang Yin immediately burst into triumphant laughter.
Shan Hanyi, sitting by the stage, frowned. His eyes, fixed on Fang Yin, suddenly widened slightly, and he snorted, "Hmph, idiot, it's too late to save him!"
Shan Hanyi's voice was not loud, but it was enough for those around to hear.
"What's going on?"
"Why did this kid come down before the fight even started?"
"What kind of useless Witch Doctor is this, so cowardly..."
Below the stage, chaos erupted.
But before the clamor could fully erupt, Fang Yin's face suddenly turned purple, and he spat out a mouthful of bloody phlegm: "Pfft, ah... When... when did you make your move..."
Crack, crack...
A crisp cracking sound was heard. Fang Yin's bones shattered completely. Without even a chance to scream, he collapsed to the ground, and in an instant, turned into a loose human skin!
Hiss!
The entire venue fell silent!