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After signing the waiver, the one-eyed swordsman walked to the center of the arena and said with a smile, "Please give me your guidance."

Lin Feng returned the greeting with clasped hands.

Just then, the one-eyed swordsman pushed his fists forward and opened his palms.

A soft sword slashed out from his sleeve, heading straight for Lin Feng's throat.

With a snap, Lin Feng placed his hand on the hilt of his sword and unleashed the Wind-Breaking Draw Sword Slash.

No one on the field could see how Lin Feng drew his knife.

All they saw was the one-eyed swordsman suddenly stop moving.

Lin Feng removed his hand from the hilt of the knife, turned around, and sat down to rest.

A look of confusion appeared in the one-eyed swordsman's eyes.

The crowd below the stage began to murmur amongst themselves.

"That one-eyed swordsman actually launched a sneak attack; he's utterly shameless."

"But he stopped halfway through his sneak attack."

"What's going on? Why isn't the one-eyed swordsman moving?"

When Lin Feng sat down, the one-eyed swordsman's eyes turned to terror. His upper body slid to the ground, his internal organs spilling out.

It turned out that Lin Feng had cleaved the one-eyed swordsman in two diagonally with a single strike, splitting open his heart and severing his life force.

Because the strike was so fast, the one-eyed swordsman was unaware that he was dead.

He didn't realize he had been stabbed until his body collapsed.

The audience was stunned by the scene; some people started to gag, and some even vomited.

"Who just said the Mad Swordsman was merciful? This is too ruthless! He cuts people in two with a single stroke."

"Yeah, this is way too bloody."

A group of villagers who had come to watch the spectacle raised their fists and shouted, "Good riddance!"

"The mad swordsman once again rids the people of evil."

"Yes, this is what it means to rid the people of a scourge."

"The one-eyed swordsman, that scourge, has finally gotten his comeuppance."

"I heard that the Mad Swordsman used to be a hunter, a master who came from the countryside."

"No wonder he was so ruthless to the one-eyed swordsman; he probably also deeply resented the one-eyed swordsman's atrocities against the villagers."

The common people watched the spectacle, while the martial arts practitioners below the stage learned the intricacies.

These people didn't even see Lin Feng draw his sword, and they secretly thought that even if they went up, they would be killed with one strike.

Several martial artists who also wanted to challenge Lin Feng secretly felt a chill.

I almost made it up there.

I was thinking that this crazy swordsman wouldn't hurt anyone, so there was no harm in going up and having a match with him.

Now it seems that this mad swordsman is not someone who doesn't hurt people; he's clearly unpredictable and capricious.

There may be wrong names, but there are never wrong nicknames.

Song Dahu, a martial artist who had just stepped down from the stage and knew the Hundred Beasts Fist, wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Fortunately, the mad swordsman didn't kill him, otherwise he would have been cut in two and died on the spot.

Upon seeing this, Master Ding began to reprimand his son, saying, "See? This young hero Lin is a capable man."

This time, they will most likely be able to enter the city to guard the city.

When you meet people in the future, don't always be sarcastic or unfriendly. If you can't speak properly, then don't speak at all.

Young Master Ding nodded repeatedly. He had been severely affected by Lin Feng's bloody methods. He had only heard that Lin Feng was powerful before and hadn't taken it seriously, but this time he had witnessed it with his own eyes.

Soon someone cleaned up the arena, leaving behind only a large patch of blood that couldn't be wiped clean.

After that, no one dared to go on stage to challenge Lin Feng anymore.

Lin Feng was happy to have some free time.

During this time, Young Master Ding went up to a nearby arena, signed a death waiver, and registered. Without even drawing his sword, he jumped off the arena, causing a burst of laughter from the crowd.

But Young Master Ding didn't care.

Master Ding patted his son on the shoulder, "Son, you did the right thing. Self-preservation is the best policy."

Young Master Ding was beaming with pride; at least he had stepped into the ring.

There were 15 minutes left until the end.

On the two arenas to Lin Feng's left and right, one person came up to challenge him.

One was Zhang Xiaoyu, who came with him, and the other was Sun Yu, whom he had just bailed out of prison.

Lin Feng looked at the two of them, and they both nodded at him.

Unexpectedly, Sun Yu didn't go home; instead, he came to compete in the arena.

Lin Feng looked at the attribute panels of Sun Yu and his opponent.

Sun Yu is slightly stronger than his opponent and has a great chance of winning this game.

The situation is not so optimistic for Zhang Xiaoyu.

Zhang Xiaoyu's opponent has five more points in life attribute than Zhang Xiaoyu. In addition to having mastered a great sword technique, this person is also quite good at light footwork.

By any measure, Zhang Xiaoyu's chances of winning are very slim.

Lin Feng is paying close attention to Zhang Xiaoyu.

Zhang Xiaoyu and this person walked around the stage twice.

Then this person struck first.

Zhang Xiaoyu's movements were so sluggish that he couldn't dodge at all, so he didn't dodge and directly used a fighting style of exchanging injury for injury.

*Thud thud*, the man slashed Zhang Xiaoyu's chest, and Zhang Xiaoyu slashed the man's shoulder.

Both of them were injured.

Zhang Xiaoyu's opponent's gaze was somewhat serious; he could tell that this person had come up on stage to fight him to the death.

After a long while, the man drew his knife again.

*Thud!* The man made a cut on Zhang Xiaoyu's thigh.

Zhang Xiaoyu made a cut in his chest.

The two were injured to roughly the same extent.

The man cursed his bad luck, realizing he had run into someone who didn't care about their life.

He certainly can't admit defeat now that things have come to this point.

Finally, the man seized an opportunity and stabbed Zhang Xiaoyu in the stomach. Zhang Xiaoyu, without backing down, stabbed him in the stomach in return.

*Thud! Thud!* Both men were stabbed one after the other.

But neither side backed down, and neither side drew their swords.

The man thrust the knife in forcefully, and Zhang Xiaoyu also thrust it in forcefully while twisting the blade.

Then the two of them kicked at each other at the same time.

The two kicked each other and each took four or five steps back.

After that stab, blood flowed freely, and you could even see the intestines inside.

Zhang Xiaoyu pressed one hand against the wound and used the knife to support her body on the ground with the other.

The man was in excruciating pain and dropped the knife, collapsing to the ground.

Although both were severely injured, Zhang Xiaoyu ultimately survived to the end.

The city guards looked at the two of them and announced that Zhang Xiaoyu had won.

Of the five winners in the first round, Lin Feng, Zhang Xiaoyu, and Sun Yu accounted for three.

As soon as the match ended, Lin Feng jumped onto the arena where Zhang Xiaoyu was.

Sun Yu also ran to Lin Feng's side.

"This guy is also your brother, he's really ruthless!"

Lin Feng glanced at Sun Yu, "My brother is injured, I need to take him to get treatment, let's talk another day."

Sun Yu said, "I live in the Yunlai Inn in the city. Come and see me when you have time."

Lin Feng nodded, picked up Zhang Xiaoyu, and ran towards the clinic.

Zhang Xiaoyu was in so much pain that sweat poured down her forehead.

He patted Lin Feng's arm and said, "Xiao Feng, let's go up the mountain, don't go to the clinic."

"Your intestines are ruptured, can you really get through this without going to a doctor?"

"Listen to me, let's go up the mountain."

Lin Feng turned and rushed out of the city, running to the mountain where the two of them often hunted.

Zhang Xiaoyu said, "Xiaofeng, put me down and help me catch two prey."

Lin Feng put Zhang Xiaoyu down and caught two dying wolves.

When Lin Feng returned, he happened to see Zhang Xiaoyu sewing up her severed intestines and stuffing them back into her stomach.

This guy even brought a needle and mulberry bark thread, so he must have been prepared.

After stitching up the wound on her stomach, Zhang Xiaoyu bit the wolf's neck.

Could the Bloodthirsty Demon Art possibly help heal injuries?