"You've lost!"

Jing Chong withdrew the steel knife in his hand after finishing lightly, and a pair of eyes gently glanced at the opposite face, but suddenly found that Zhai Xingniang's fair face suddenly changed from white to red and from red to blue, until finally it directly evolved into the color of purple liver.

Bei Ya bit his lower lip lightly, white marks appeared on his vermilion lips, and with the continuous turning of the corners of his mouth, he saw that a trace of blood was exposed, a pair of beautiful eyes were round, unconcealable anger and unwillingness, staring at the knife in Jing Chong's hand, and a trace of determination flashed in an instant.

"Okay, you Jing Chong, I'll fight with you!"

The angry Zhai Xingniang couldn't withstand such a positive blow, and her arrogant self-esteem was as if it had been crushed and unacceptable.

She was red-eyed and completely crazy, she didn't ignore Jing Chong's kindness at all, and at this time, she stretched out her palm and snatched it towards Jing Chong's wrist who had just withdrawn the steel knife, "Return my knife!"

The slender palm was like lightning, and the apricot yellow figure was silent, and when her hands touched, she touched the handle of the knife in Jing Chong's hand, and coldly let Jing Chong wake up and turn around.

Seeing the crazy Zhai Xingniang opposite, Jing Chong was very surprised, he thought that he had forgiven the other party and should be grateful, but he didn't want the other party to be angry and crazy, so he chose this extreme way.

Suddenly, Jing Chong only felt that his chest was full of anger, and at the same time, his disgust for Zhai Xingniang was even more stimulated, the cold light of anger flashed away, and he gently raised his right foot without having time to think about it.

There is no trace of fancy, nor any mercy, Jing Chong's feet are not biased and unfortunately just on Zhai Xingniang's lower abdomen, without the slightest defense, plus Jing Chong's feet are full of strength, so Jing Chong only felt that his feet were soft, and Zhai Xingniang's body suddenly flew up like a kite with a broken string.

In mid-air, Jing Chong turned his head at this time, and what caught his eye was the angry, humiliated and complicated expression, a fair face was particularly red, but the corners of his mouth also unconsciously showed a wisp of blood, the delicate body fluttered and sprinkled, full of resentment, she fell under the ring.

At this moment, Jing Chong's heart seemed to have been suddenly knocked over the five-flavor bottle, and he was suddenly shocked, and an inexplicable regret also surfaced in his heart.

However, the matter has come to this point, even though Jing Chong has a thousand emotions, but at this time, he can only hold up his firm eyes, and a pair of eyes quickly and ruthlessly retract from the delicate body on the opposite side, and look indifferently under the ring full of figures, but then he ushered in a group of disdainful eyes.

"This kid is really a ruthless character, and he won't let go of such a beautiful woman!"

"Hey, kicking two women, isn't this kid crazy?

"In my opinion, he must lack maternal love, so he will be cruel to those weak and boneless women, no matter how powerful this kind of person is, what is it?

Bursts of doubts and indignation were endless, and the torrent that converged instantly sank into Jing Chong's ears, and he couldn't help frowning.

Obviously, even he didn't expect that his reflexive unintentional actions would suddenly cause such a powerful sensation, but when he thought that these were just demon girls who were weak on the outside and vicious on the inside, his heart immediately became tough, so even if he was charged with "beating women", he would not let it go.

Besides, there is nothing wrong with him at all, and everything he does is just to get his own things back, not to mention that this is a ring, and everyone who enters the ring must be treated the same, and his mercy will only create more opportunities for his opponent to take advantage of.

With such support in his heart, Jing Chong suddenly raised his head without waves, his eyes were like lightning and he looked straight ahead, showing that he was as calm as ever.

However, at this moment, a familiar voice suddenly came from the chaotic crowd, but he couldn't help but cry and laugh.

"Hey, look at what I'm doing, I didn't kick it, and I don't know him!" Thinking in the ring, Nie Haiyuan and Zou Cang were embarrassed to hug their heads, and their innocent appearance suddenly made Jing Chong want to jump down and kick him a few times.

But at this time, the bottom of the ring suddenly moved, and then a loud almost evil voice overwhelmed through everyone, the voice was not only evil, but also full of harsh provocations.

"Hey, what a great dung picker, I didn't expect you to be idle at all in the past three years, but I'm looking away, my son is not talented, and I am willing to go to the stage today to ask for a few tricks!"

Before the words fell, I saw a white shadow flash on the edge of the ring, and then the clothes fluttered, and a dashing and handsome tall figure appeared there, the hair on the shoulders of the temples moved with the wind, a slender hand was brushing the sideburns, and a pair of bright eyes looked straight ahead , The handsome facial features are placed just right, although it is not a national color and natural fragrance, but it is also second to none in this huge art hall, and such a face, once it was violent in the crowd, it immediately caused an uproar among the people present

Especially those upright young and romantic girls, they couldn't help but cover their lips with their hands, and they were shocked again and again, and even shouted their names loudly, "It's Gongye Changxun!

The chaotic lineup is unbearable, whether it is a man, a woman, an old, or a young, all of them are shocked by the white-clothed figure that suddenly appeared in front of them, and some people love the house and Wu, and they can't help but squint at the high throne, Gongye Qingfeng, who is also in white clothes, stares at the ring with a smile on his face, But if you look carefully, at this time, Gongye Qingfeng's eyes are not directly on Gongye Changxun's body, but at Jing Chong's body without restraint.

Moreover, from those deep and restrained eyes, a faint murderous aura was released invisibly, but this murderous aura was deeply buried, it was like a winding arrow, which could burst out anytime and anywhere.

Besides, on the ring, due to Gongye Changxun's sudden onto the stage, all the aura on Jing Chong's body was also extinguished, and everyone seemed to have completely forgotten the unhappiness just now, and also forgot Zhai Xingniang's misery, and even there was a black-faced teenager in the ring, who was completely forgotten to the clouds.

For such a forgetting, Jing Chong didn't care at all, but on the contrary, without the attention of so many people, he seemed more relaxed and comfortable, but at this time, his body was not without a trace of attention, the most direct of which was this Gongye Changxun who gathered thousands of eyes in one.

With such a gaze locked, Jing Chong's body did not lighten because he lost many eyes, but became heavier.

Because the other party's every move can easily set off a frenzy of public opinion, and when you are in it, you not only have to face the challenge of the person opposite, but also the challenge of the entire blood knife village onlookers.

If you win, you will be congratulated and famous, but if you lose, not only will you be ruined and beaten back to your original form, but I am afraid that the saliva of public opinion alone will be enough to make you irreversible.

After all, the person in front of him is far from being comparable to others, he is not only the Jiao Chu among the many formal disciples of the entire art hall, but also the supreme existence of the Blood Knife Village, the nephew of Gongye Qingfeng, he has a status that is admired by thousands of people, and he has an innate advantage that others cannot reach, so to be an enemy, he has to face not only one person, but the entire Blood Knife Village at every turn.

It is precisely because of this idea that Jing Chong will look particularly dignified in the face of Gongye Changxun this time.

He is not afraid of the other party's strength, but he is a little jealous of the forces behind him, his parents' blood revenge has not been avenged, but he doesn't want to make too many enemies at such a juncture, not to mention that this time he entered the Blood Knife Village, his only goal is to take revenge, in order to grow himself, and get enough ability to resist the blood wolf killing.

The premise of obtaining such an ability is that if you want to live in the Blood Knife Village safely, if you want to survive in the Blood Knife Village smoothly, you can't make too many enemies and become the target of public criticism.

Therefore, he only needs to witness his promise three years ago in this war, and try to accept it when he sees it, saving face for Gongye Qingfeng, only in this way can he have a long-term place to survive.

With such thoughts, Jing Chong's heart gradually calmed down a little.

But such a "degree" is still difficult for me to grasp now.

After all, I don't know the strength of the other party, and I don't have the confidence to really defeat the other party.

If it is difficult to even defeat, then all his ideas are just delusions, so at such a time, it is more appropriate to say that he is helpless than that Jing Chong is calm.