Taoist Master Leaves the Mountains: All My Senior Sisters Love Me Chapter 857 - 856: Ghost Axe

For example, if there is a person that the Snow Bear Arena must keep alive, then the Snow Bear Arena would choose to have soone who sacrificed their life for the arena to intervene.

As for the person who intervenes, the Snow Bear Arena would directly deal with them.

On one hand, it can save the person the Snow Bear Arena wants to keep alive.

And on the other hand, by publicly dealing with the person who intervenes, it can also deter those who want to cause trouble, making them feel a sense of trepidation.

However, this tactic is rarely used by the Snow Bear Arena.

After all, there are very few people willing to risk their lives for the Snow Bear Arena.

Unless that person is soone the Snow Bear Arena cannot afford to have die in the arena or soone of very high status, whose death would bring irreparable trouble to the arena.

But before leaving, Bai i'er's attitude was clear: if Wang Ye died, then he would simply die.

Why did Bai i'er's attitude change so drastically in the short ti I was away?

The female guard scrutinized Bai i'er. Seeing that Bai i'er had no intention of speaking, she said nothing further.

...

In the arena.

Ghost Axe had already arrived opposite Wang Ye.

Just now, the large axe had landed only three ters away from Wang Ye.

Wang Ye watched Ghost Axe with a wary expression, feeling imnse pressure from his presence.

Ghost Axe walked up to the large axe and lifted it effortlessly. Every muscle on his body indicated the imnse strength he could exert.

Once Ghost Axe lifted the large axe, his gaze fell upon Wang Ye, filled with bloodthirsty killing intent, making Wang Ye's heart race with fear.

For the opponent, killing might just be a hobby.

He enjoyed bloodshed.

Loved killing.

And because of this, the pressure on Wang Ye increased significantly.

Wang Ye knew that in a battle with such a person, if the opponent gained any advantage, he would not hesitate to kill him outright.

Ghost Axe cracked a sinister smile, his voice hoarse as if long-ti blood consumption had clogged his throat:

"Ghost Axe, Sixth Grade Peak Cultivator."

Wang Ye's expression turned serious as he replied in a deep voice, "Yi, Mid-Stage Sixth Grade Cultivator."

Ghost Axe smiled again, and even a child would be frightened by the sinister grin on his face.

Ghost Axe looked at the referee.

Without any unnecessary words.

Even the referee, under Ghost Axe's gaze, subconsciously took a few steps back before finding his voice:

"Begin!"

"Heh heh."

"Kill! Kill!"

The bloodthirsty killing intent blood on Ghost Axe's face like a Mandala flower. He effortlessly lifted the large axe, which seed weightless in his hands as if it was part of him.

When Ghost Axe wielded the large axe, it was with ease and without any effort.

Gulp.

Wang Ye swallowed hard.

This was the first ti in so many battles in the arena that Wang Ye gulped involuntarily because of an enemy.

During this process, Ghost Axe had already launched his attack toward Wang Ye.

Leaping into the air!

Although it was easy to leave one vulnerable while airborne during a fight, Ghost Axe showed no concern for this tactic against Wang Ye.

Because he believed no one could face his axe head-on and not choose to flee!

The large axe swung down, sending sharp Gang Winds that made Wang Ye's scalp tingle, his hair standing on end from the imminent danger.

From the stands, the bloodthirsty crowd cheered as Ghost Axe's aerial strike comnced.

"Chop him! Chop him!"

"Split him in half with one chop!"

"Cut him into two pieces!"

Ghost Axe's bloodthirstiness had ignited the innate bloodlust within so spectators.

Many people, therefore, enjoyed watching Ghost Axe's battles.

Because when Ghost Axe fought, his bloodthirsty killing intent and the savage beauty of his strikes could stir a perverse excitent within them.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

At that mont, Wang Ye felt like a condemned man amidst executioners intent on ending his life with their cries.

Narrowing his eyes, the shouts of the crowd ignited a rebellious fire within Wang Ye.

So many people wanted him dead?

But he refused to die!

He would not grant them their wish!

Want him to die? They should first consider whether they were worthy!

Wang Ye moved swiftly, dodging to the side like skating, just as the large axe descended.

Boom!

The large axe once again cleaved deeply into the arena floor, leaving a trench over forty centiters deep.

Just the sight of that trench was enough to make anyone's heart skip a beat.

Wang Ye contemplated.

If that axe had struck him, it would have likely split him completely in two.

As Wang Ye moved, he placed down Spirit Stones and other materials needed to create a Feng Shui Formation, strategically positioning them according to the feng shui of the surroundings.

Silently.

Even though Ghost Axe knew before the match that Wang Ye used feng shui abilities and had been vigilant for any formations, he could not detect this setup.

When Wang Ye saw that Ghost Axe hadn't noticed his actions, he allowed a smile to show.

If he could complete the formation, he was confident he could control Ghost Axe, irrespective of how brutal he appeared, and defeat him.

However.

Before the smile could fully form on Wang Ye's face.

Ghost Axe attacked again.

As he launched his attack, the space was filled with violent Gang Wind!