Chapter 802: Throw in Yourself or Beat Until You Admit Defeat

Without further ado!

Such a ruthless sentence, even the men sitting in the stands couldn't see it, why don't you have any grace at all!

"Fuck, this Lie Fengting is really too much, he is so cute and beautiful, why is he so fierce!"

"that is!"

"Hehe, if you have any objections, you can go down and clean up Lie Fengting."

"..."

With these words, everyone can't keep their mouths shut.

Who dares to offend this great god?

Lie Fengting waited impatiently, but felt that Zi Nuan was so contrived, which made him lose his appetite.

He raised his eyes to signal the chief judge to start the game quickly, as if facing Zi Nuan for a moment is a kind of torture.

Such a blatant dislike made Zi Nuan choke, her pretty face flushed, and flames jumped out of her eyes.

Following the chief judge's order, Zi Nuan waved one hand, and Lie Fengting really felt the subtle changes around him...

coming!

Lie Fengting hooked his lips, and pulled out the soft sword hooked around his waist with his backhand, and with force under his feet, he jumped up, turned over in the air, and charged straight down with the sword, like a dragon entering the sea!

He turned his wrist and pulled out a sword flower. After feeling the sawing and cutting, he clenched the hilt of the sword and raised it suddenly.

"Clang clang—"

It was like the sound of strings breaking one after another. Before everyone understood the situation, they heard the beautiful woman who was not stained with dust cry out in pain.

"Ah...it seems..."

She staggered and took two steps back, a sharp gash was cut on the palm, the bones were visible deep, the flesh and blood were opened, and scarlet blood trickled out.

"Damn it!"

Zi Nuan cursed, moved her feet back quickly, and suddenly a sword sounded in her ear.

She bent her waist, and before she had time to adjust her posture, someone kicked her in the abdomen. The fierce force caught her off guard.

"what……"

She cried out in pain and rolled three times on the ground,

Just when she stood firmly, a silver-white sword glow was already on her neck.

"If you move again, your throat will be cut." The voice was chilling to the bone.

Zi Nuan's heart tightened, she gritted her teeth and looked up.

Against the light, the man holding the sword had a calm posture and a handsome face, but his expression was as cold as his voice.

"Are you admitting defeat yourself? Or do you want me to deal with you like I dealt with Shen Fei until you admit defeat?"

The two merciless words forced Zi Nuan to hold back what Zi Nuan had said, knowing that even if he resorted to beauty tricks, he would only get humiliation.

Damn it!

This man is just a big piece of ice, and his methods are ruthless and decisive. The methods used to deal with other men in the past are not enough in front of him.

His eyes were full of laziness, and he would never waste his words again. Once her answer didn't meet his wishes, what happened to the man who lost his arms and legs just now would be what happened to her.

"I surrender!"

Those who know the current affairs are Junjie, Zi Nuan is not a person who practiced physical arts, she really won the championship, but star soul art.

Their Zixia Sect's goal in martial arts was to be second, and now it has been achieved, so there is no need to fight to the death with Lie Fengting, a reckless man, wasting energy in vain.

After Zi Nuan's three words fell, the audience exploded in an instant.

"Wait! What happened just now?"

"Oh, who am I asking? I didn't see it clearly either! I only saw a few phantoms passing by. Damn it, that little beauty gave up!"

"Damn! This is a master's move!"

...

Seeing the result, Wumajian just nodded lightly and announced: "Gefengting, win!"