Traveling through the first year of Panlong and Magnolia

Just because ordinary higher gods are afraid doesn’t mean Andrew is afraid too.

The speed of the ice sword was very fast, and the cold mist instantly wrapped around Andrew. The terrifying frost dyed Andrew's blue coat white, and at the same time, the ice sword also reached his heart.

Andrew's upper body did not move, and his right hand suddenly appeared in front of him. His ordinary hand suddenly grabbed the ice sword, and the unstoppable ice sword was steadily stopped. That action was as easy as catching a chicken.

Steve's eyes widened, and he couldn't believe that the other party could catch his ice sword with one hand. However, he had been through many battles and was very experienced. The hand holding the ice sword shook, and a thick ice mist enveloped Andrew's right arm. At the same time, the ice sword slashed horizontally, trying to cut off Andrew's palm.

The temperature of the ice mist was extremely low. Andrew could feel that not only his arms, but also the divine power in his body had a tendency to freeze.

"Being able to freeze the divine power..." Andrew sighed, the world is full of wonders. Andrew couldn't help but let go of the ice sword. It wasn't that he couldn't catch it, but he wanted to see what the other party's method was.

The ice sword regained its freedom, and Steve's eyes flashed with pride. His greatest killer weapon was this ice fog, which was his innate talent. Since he broke through to the upper god, no one who was infected by the ice fog could escape.

"Humph, no matter how strong you are, the ice mist can't kill you, but it can still greatly reduce your speed and defense!"

Steve thought to himself, he was well aware of the power of the ice mist.

In the hundreds of battles he had fought in his life, some opponents could not resist the attack of the ice fog and died on the spot. Some could resist, but after being hit by the ice fog, their divine power and divine body would be greatly affected, and they could only exert 50% to 60% of their full strength, and their combat effectiveness was also reduced by half, thus falling under Steve's ice sword.

"call out!"

"call out!"

"call out!"

Around Andrew, Steve transformed into several figures with strange movements, surrounding Andrew. At the same time, his ice swords stabbed out from all directions, each attack stronger than the last. After a few sword strikes, the ring was covered with ice and snow.

At this moment, everyone was stunned and the entire battlefield was silent.

"Ding!" A crisp sound spread throughout the battlefield, and a broken ice sword fell onto the stage.

Steve, who was attacking aggressively, unexpectedly retreated to the edge of the ring, while Andrew stood there motionless.

"Powerful, too powerful!"

Half-kneeling on the ground, Steve could no longer remain calm. Just when he thought he could pierce the opponent's head, Andrew grabbed his ice sword with his right hand again. This time, he shook it lightly and took the ice sword away from his hand.

Not only did he take it away, he also broke the ice sword!

Andrew looked at Steve quietly, with some admiration in his heart. Just now, when he grabbed the sword, a powerful force was transmitted to the opponent along the ice sword. He originally thought that this blow could throw Steve out of the ring, but he didn't expect that he could withstand it.

"I have mastered all six mysteries of the water system, and also integrated the intermediate mystery 'Ice Sharpness' and the advanced mystery 'Mist Illusion'. Combined with my talent for the water system, my attack strength has reached that of a six-star demon."

After a few moves, Andrew fully understood Steve's strength. At this time, he no longer had the intention to kill. After all, it was difficult for such a special life to be born, so there was no need for him to kill.

"You go down." Andrew said softly.

Steve stood up, and the broken ice sword on the ground returned to his hand like flowing water, becoming as good as new.

"You are the most powerful god I have ever seen!" Steve said word by word, "I am not as strong as you now, but I will definitely defeat you in the future! If you let me go, you will regret it!"

Shaking his head, Andrew smiled: "There are countless strong men in hell, and there are many who are stronger than me, but you have never seen them. Moreover, even if I let you go, you will have no chance to challenge me." Andrew said this with great confidence. Even if Steve's talent is amazing, the final pinnacle is just the great perfection. When he reaches the great perfection, how strong will Andrew be?

Steve looked at him deeply, and the ice sword in his hand disappeared. Suddenly, the ice and snow on the ring also disappeared.

"We'll see each other again." After leaving these words, Steve turned around and left without hesitation.

At this time, the referee's voice sounded again.

"It's so exciting! I dare say this is the most exciting fight I have ever seen! Challenger Steve is very powerful, but Andrew is even stronger!"

The audience in the fighting arena also cheered, everyone was very excited. The battle did not last long, but the strength shown by both sides had conquered everyone.

Soon, the battle field arranged a third opponent for Andrew, an ordinary upper god. Andrew sent the opponent away without wasting any effort. He did not kill anyone in this competition. For him, killing was not important, as long as he won a hundred consecutive victories and was qualified to challenge the palace master. As long as the opponent did not offend him, he would show mercy.

The fourth game...

Game 5...

The sixth game...

In less than an hour, Andrew had won ten games in a row. Gradually, everyone realized that Andrew had been so comfortable with his moves that it seemed as if he had not exerted any strength at all. In the first nine games, only Steve could handle two moves.

"Ten consecutive wins! Ten consecutive wins! Today, we witnessed the birth of another strong man who has won ten consecutive victories!"

The loud voice echoed in the battlefield.

Hearing this, everyone cheered loudly. Ten consecutive victories seemed simple, but in fact, it was impossible to do it without considerable strength. Every strong person who achieved ten consecutive victories deserved everyone's respect.

In the battlefield, such strong people are exciting.

According to the rules, the fighting arena only allows a maximum of ten consecutive wins in a day. After defeating the tenth opponent, Andrew left the ring, with cheers behind him.

After meeting up with Bernistan, the two headed towards the Lower God Challenge Area, and coincidentally, they encountered the battle of Deanmick.

Andrew and Bernistin sat down quietly. On the stage, the two of them were fighting fiercely.

"Elder, do you think Deenmik can win?" Bernistan couldn't help but ask after watching for a while. The two people on the stage were equally strong, and Bernistan couldn't tell who would win.

Andrew said: "This opponent is not simple, he should also have the blood of a divine beast. Although Deenmik did not transform into a dragon, the opponent also held back. More importantly, the two of them took the same path, both chose to merge the laws and become middle-level gods."

Bernistan looked at Deenmik's opponent with some surprise. In hell, many people knew the importance of the fusion law, but not many people really chose the fusion law at the beginning, because the fusion law was too difficult and the practice was slow. And hell was a place where life was in danger at any time, and you couldn't practice leisurely.

Most of those who choose this path are descendants of large families or powerful people. They have the resources for cultivation, a safe environment, and guidance, so they can continue on this path.

"However, Deenmik's soul power is stronger, and he has other God clones, while the opponent only has one God of Destruction clone. In the end, Deenmik will definitely win!" Andrew still has confidence in Deenmik. Before he was baptized, he had the talents of earth and thunder. In terms of earth, he was one step away from being a mid-level god. In terms of the reserves of divine power, he must be better than his opponent.

As Andrew expected, the two fought to the end, and it was all about consumption. The audience around was stunned. They had never seen such a wonderful fight between lower gods. In terms of power, even many middle gods could not compare to the two.

"Mick!" Mick is the pseudonym of Deon Mick.

"Kwasman!"Kwasman is the name of Deenmik's opponent.

The audience cheered for the two men excitedly, and the shouts filled the entire fighting arena.

"Ding!"

"Keng!"

On the ring, the sound of the two men's weapons colliding continued to be heard. After fighting for so long, both of them were almost exhausted and the impact just now gradually faded.

"Oh!"

With a violent collision, the two figures separated.

"You lose!" Deenmik said to his opponent standing at the edge of the ring. Quasman's armor was broken at this time, and he supported his body with his sword, barely avoiding falling down.

Looking at Deenmik, Quasman grinned, revealing his white teeth. His two rows of teeth were clenched tightly, and his expression was a little ferocious.

"You think you can beat me? Dream on!" Quasman took out a drop of something from the space ring and swallowed it. Immediately, his divine power recovered a little.

Dean Mick still had a cold expression and did the same thing as him.

"You have 'Divine Essence Fluid', and so do I!"

What the two swallowed was the "divine liquid" that could speed up the recovery of divine power.

Quasman said with a determined heart: "I knew you were not simple. I didn't intend to use this, but you forced me to do it!" After saying that, he suddenly put away the artifact in his hand and took out a short bow. The short bow was filled with a strong aura of destruction, and the energy was very powerful.

Then he took out five more arrows, each of which was black and did not reveal a trace of breath.

"A short bow of a superior divine weapon! A god-killing arrow! This is bad." Bernistin screamed, and the other spectators followed his lead. Suddenly, the atmosphere in the battle field changed drastically.

Looking at the weapon in Quasman's hand, Andrew was also a little worried. However, he was more curious about what choice Dean Mick would make, surrender or fight hard?

“I tell you,” Quasman’s arrogant voice resounded throughout the battlefield, “This short bow was made specifically for me by my grandfather. In terms of power, even many higher-level divine weapons cannot match it. And these five god-killing arrows are more powerful than those usually seen. Even if I use them now, I can snipe and kill a higher-level god!”

Quasman's words shocked the whole audience again. Everyone looked at the bow and arrow in his hand with burning eyes. Many people thought Quasman was bragging, but more people chose to believe him. Quasman must have had a great background to have such strength when he was a lower god. Therefore, it was normal for him to take out the upper artifact and the more powerful God-killing Arrow.

"What divine weapon can make a lower god so confident in killing a higher god?" Andrew's divine sense wrapped around the divine weapon in Quasman's hand and observed it carefully. In fact, because he had practiced for a short time, he did not refine a divine weapon. Even his personal weapon, the God-Slaying Sword, was only a mid-level divine weapon.

After checking it out, Andrew was somewhat impressed by the person who had refined this artifact. He had seen many superior artifacts, and even the main artifact, but this superior artifact was definitely the most exquisite one he had ever seen.

Generally speaking, in order to unleash the power of a higher artifact, one must have the corresponding power of a higher god. The same higher artifact has completely different powers in the hands of a lower god and a higher god, because a lower god cannot fully activate a higher artifact.

However, this artifact is different.

"The person who refined this short bow should be a Shura-level expert." Andrew guessed, but he was about 70% sure.

Refining artifacts is not difficult, but it is not simple either, especially those powerful artifacts. Without a high enough level of cultivation and a deep understanding of the laws, it is impossible to refine them. The short bow in Quasman's hand is a high-level artifact with a destructive attribute. In terms of aura, it is more powerful than the long sword that Andrew used before.

"The most important thing is that this shortbow automatically stores a certain amount of power from a higher god. As long as the owner of the shortbow slightly activates it, the destructive power inside will explode. No wonder Quasman is confident that he can kill a higher god. The power in the shortbow is so strong that even a five-star demon cannot withstand it."