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

Without further ado!

Such a ruthless sentence, even the men sitting in the stands could not stand it. Why do you have no grace at all!

"Oh, this Lie Feng Ting is really too much. He is such a petite beauty. How can he be so fierce?"

"that is!"

"Haha, if you have any objections, you can go down and deal with Lie Fengting. Δ　 LieΩwen.com "

"..."

With these words, everyone could not shut up.

Who dares to offend this great god?

Lie Fengting waited impatiently and felt that Zi Nuan was so artificial that it turned off his appetite.

He raised his eyes and signaled the referee to start the competition quickly, as if facing Zi Nuan for a moment longer would be torture.

Such obvious disdain made Zi Nuan choke, her pretty face turned red, and flames jumped out of her eyes.

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

coming!

Liefeng Ting hooked his lips, pulled out the soft sword hooked on his waist with his backhand, used force on his feet, jumped up, turned over in the air, and rushed 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 grasped the hilt of the sword and raised it suddenly.

"Zhengzhengzheng——"

The sound of breaking strings came one after another. Before everyone could understand the situation, they heard a cry of pain from the unsullied beauty.

"Ah...it seems..."

She staggered back two steps, and a raw gash was cut on her palm. The bone was deeply visible. The flesh was opened, and scarlet blood gurgled out.

"Damn it!"

Zi Nuan cursed, stepped back quickly, and suddenly heard the sound of a sword stabbing in his ears.

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

"ah……"

She screamed in pain and rolled three times on the ground. Just as she stood still, a silver-white sword light was already placed on her neck.

"If you move again, I'll cut your throat." This voice was cold to the bone.

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

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

"Do you want to admit defeat on your own? Or do you want me to deal with you like I dealt with Shen Fei and beat you until you admit defeat?"

Those two merciless words forced Zi Nuan to hold back the words that reached her lips, knowing that even if she resorted to a beauty trick, she would only get humiliated.

Damn it!

This man was like a big block of ice, and he was ruthless and decisive. The methods used to deal with other men in the past were simply not enough in front of him.

He was not lazy and would never waste any more words. Once her answer was not in line with his wishes, the fate of the man who just lost his hands and feet would be her fate.

"I surrender!"

A person who knows the current affairs is a hero. Zi Nuan is not a practitioner of physical arts. What she really excels in is the Star Soul Technique.

Their Zixia Sect's goal in the martial arts category was to place second, and now it has been achieved. There is no need to fight to the death with a reckless man like Lie Fengting and waste their energy in vain.

Zi Nuan's three words fell, and the audience immediately exploded.

"Wait! What happened just now?"

"Oh, my, who am I asking? I didn't see clearly either! I only saw a few shadows passing by, 歘昘昘, then the little beauty gave up!"

"Damn! This is what masters do!"

…

When Wu Ma Jian saw the result, he just nodded lightly and announced: "Liefeng Ting wins!"