"Han Sen..." Li Xing Lun was worried. With his understanding of Blackgod, he knew exactly what Blackgod was thinking.
"It's okay. If someone wants to give me a beast soul, there is no reason for me to reject it. So be it." Han Sen stopped Li Xing Lun from continuing.
Han Sen knew Li Xing Lun meant well, and he understood what Blackgod was thinking. But this was exactly what he wanted. He had been practicing with Tang Zhenliu for a long time, and he was 100% sure that he could break Tornado Knife. He had been looking for a chance to deal with Blackgod, and now Blackgod had come knocking on his door. Han Sen couldn't ask for more.
In addition, he could take back the Inferno Bull. Han Sen wasn't going to pass up such a good opportunity.
"Good, good. I'm starting to like you." Blackgod smiled coldly.
"Let's go to the plaza. We can do it there," Han Sen said coldly.
"Okay."
Blackgod agreed, but he didn't ask his people to move aside. They surrounded Han Sen and went to the plaza together. It was like they were escorting a criminal, and they were afraid that Han Sen would take the opportunity to escape.
Li Xing Lun also brought people to escort Han Sen. When they arrived at the plaza, Han Sen and Blackgod gave the beast souls they had just received to Li Xing Lun.
"Please." Blackgod was the first to arrive at the plaza. He looked at Han Sen with cold eyes.
Ever since he had taken control of the Blackgod Shelter, he had never been so humiliated. If he had the chance, he wanted to kill Han Sen immediately.
This time, he didn't just want to take back the beast souls; he wanted Han Sen dead, too.
Blackgod was confident in his Tornado Knife. He had fought with Han Sen before, so he thought he knew Han Sen very well. That was why he wanted to force Han Sen to fight.
The news of the bet between Blackgod and Han Sen spread like wildfire, attracting many people from the Starwheel Shelter.
Li Xinglun felt a bit helpless. If Han Sen had not agreed to the bet, he could have protected Han Sen in the Starwheel Shelter. But during the bet, if Blackgod killed Han Sen, there was nothing he could say. He would have to give the beast soul to Blackgod.
After Han Sen got on stage, Blackgod was too lazy to talk to Han Sen. He wanted to eat Han Sen alive, so he summoned the black beast soul knife and slashed at Han Sen.
Han Sen also summoned his Ghost-clawed Blade and casually slashed out.
But this seemingly casual claw made Blackgod frown. His eagle eyes flashed with a strange light. If the knife continued to slash, Blackgod's elbow would be cut off by the Ghost-claw Blade. Or rather, Blackgod's elbow would collide with the Ghost-claw Blade.
In desperation, Blackgod could only take back his knife and step back. After dodging Han Sen's attack, he was ready to attack again.
He was very confident in his Tornado Knife skill. It was rare to see someone of the same level who could block his double acceleration, let alone Han Sen.
In fact, most people had the same idea as Blackgod. Tornado Knife skill of Blackgod was famous on the icefield. It was known as "The Magic Knife That Disappears."
Most people did not know Han Sen at all. Except for people like Li Xinglun who knew Han Sen's background, no one knew who Han Sen was and why he dared to fight Blackgod one-on-one.
But soon, everyone's eyes widened. They couldn't believe what they were seeing.
Blackgod took a step back and dodged Han Sen's Ghost-clawed Blade. He pulled out his knife and tried to slash again, but when he raised it halfway, he realized he could not slash anymore.
Just like before, if he slashed again, Blackgod found his wrist would hit Han Sen's Ghost-clawed Blade.
"Coincidence?"
Blackgod felt a little uneasy, but he did not believe something like this could happen. He did not believe someone could block his Tornado Knife skill.
Blackgod stepped back and slashed again, but his face looked very bad.
Blackgod slashed a dozen times, but not a single slash was completed. When he was halfway through, he had to pull it back.
Blackgod did not have a chance to use the Tornado Knife skill's most powerful double acceleration skill. Blackgod's face was full of shock. He had never encountered something like this before, and it was very strange.
The people who were watching the fight were frozen in place. They were outsiders, and they knew better. Blackgod's famous knife skills were useless in front of Han Sen.
It was not that it was useless. It was more like Blackgod could not even pull out his knife.
If Blackgod's sword had a scabbard, he probably wouldn't even have the ability to pull it out of the scabbard.
Every time Blackgod moved his wrist and tried to lift the knife, he had to pull it back in the next second. It was the same every time. Blackgod did not have the ability to pull out his knife.
From the beginning to the end, Blackgod kept retreating. He was like a little apprentice practicing in front of his teacher. His teacher had already seen through his every move. He attacked later but arrived first, hitting his weak points and weak points, leaving him no chance to fight back.
What Disappearing Demon Knife? What Tornado Knife skill? It was like they had all become a joke. He could not even pull out his knife, let alone double acceleration.
He kept stepping back. It was like he had no other choice but to step back.
Blackgod had never felt so useless before. The Tornado Knife skill he was so proud of had become the most useless knife skill in the world. It made him feel like he did not know how to use a knife.
"Too strong. Who is this person? It is so scary. It is like a father teaching his son a lesson."
"When did we have such a strong person in the ice fields? He is so strong."
"Holy sh * t! Blackgod is being beaten like a child. Is this really the Blackgod from the Blackgod Shelter?"
"It has to be fake.
How can Blackgod's Demon Knife be so useless? "
"What is so surprising about this? Don't you know what it means to have an undeserved reputation?
People like Blackgod are just relying on the fact that they have many strong subordinates. They have no real power. If he went on stage himself, he would be beaten like a child. "
"Who is that person?"
Blackgod's hands and feet were tied. It was like he was trapped in a thicket. He could not move his arms or legs. If he moved his arms or legs, he would be stabbed and bled. Blackgod was so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood.
Hearing the discussions of the people below, Blackgod was so angry that he almost fainted.
With a roar, Blackgod wanted to use everything he had to fight back. But when he raised his arm, Blackgod realized that if he did not pull it back, his arm would be cut off. He had to suppress his anger and put the knife back.
Aggrieved, incomparably aggrieved. Blackgod had a feeling that he was going to suffocate to death.
Even the evolvers from the Blackgod Shelter were shocked by what they were seeing. They could not believe what they were seeing.
They were well aware of Blackgod's strength. The Tornado Blade Technique could be said to be invincible in the Ice Field. How could it be suppressed to such an extent?
"Where did that guy come from?"
Their faces were full of shock. If Blackgod was suppressed like this, they would be even worse off. Perhaps they would be killed in two or three attacks.