These loud words were not loud, but they spread all over the corners of the ring, shaking the hearts of everyone present.

Zhao Zhengshi still refuses to admit defeat, and picks up the broken sword on the ground, still having to compete with Kong Yunjie!

This kind of indomitable move caused a commotion in the crowd, and everyone really didn't understand why Zhao Zheng was working so hard and continued to fight a competition that was impossible to win.

No one understands the truth, and no one can understand Zhao Zheng's intentions, in their opinion, Zhao Zheng is just momentarily angry, or too greedy for the first sword, so he refuses to admit defeat. They don't understand Zhao Zheng, let alone look at Zhao Zheng, and even think that Zhao Zheng is looking for death.

Zhao Zheng didn't care about other people's opinions at all, even if people all over the world didn't understand him, it didn't matter, as long as he had a clear conscience.

How difficult it is for a person to have a clear conscience, and sometimes even risking his life.

Tie Xuanfeng frowned and looked at Zhao Zheng, and comforted: "Young man, don't be so impulsive, you have to learn to be able to afford to let go of your life, you still have a long way to go in life, if you lose today, you can win it back tomorrow." If a road goes to the dark, it is likely to end up being a dead end. Listen to the advice of others to eat enough, you should listen to the old man's advice and give up this competition. You can't defeat Kong Yunjie with two swords, let alone with the tip of a sword. Fighting a contest that is sure to lose is really not the work of a wise man. ”

"Thank you for your advice, but I have made up my mind, and I will never back down half a step." Half of Zhao Zheng's body was stained red with blood, and his mouth was also panting, but his eyes were as sharp as ever. The gaze is more striking than the blade of the sword!

"Why are you doing this? If you are really reluctant to give up the Zichu Sword. The owner of this village can make an exception and promise you, and in the future, I will cast an additional divine blade for you to your satisfaction, what do you think? ”

"This is no longer a matter of a sword, I can do without Zichu Sword, and I can even give up something more important than Zichu Sword, but I can't admit defeat." Zhao Zheng's eyes lit up, and he said word by word, "Today." There is no Zhao Zheng who admits defeat. ”

Tie Xuanfeng was slightly stunned, Zhao Zhengyuan was even more stubborn than he imagined, and he insisted on continuing the competition. In this case, he, the owner of the village, could not say anything more, so he could only nod his head and jump back to the east stand.

"Zhao Zheng! Victory and defeat are a common thing in soldiers, if you lose, you lose, don't fight with him again! If you keep fighting, something will happen! A crisp voice rang out from the crowd, clear even though it was mixed in with the cacophony of sounds.

Zhao Zheng heard who made the voice. His face changed several times, but he still gritted his teeth after all. There was no looking past. He can't look at that person, otherwise he will be soft-hearted, and today he must not be soft-hearted, but must be a person with a heart like iron.

Kong Yunjie, who was on the other side of the ring, raised the Jiuyang sword, aimed it at Zhao Zheng with the tip of the burning sword, and snorted coldly: "Good boy, you have backbone, you are unwilling to admit defeat until now, don't think that I will be merciful to my subordinates, as long as you refuse to admit defeat, my sword will not be merciful!" ”

Zhao Zheng didn't talk, he only talked to people, not people who were inferior to pigs and dogs. The only way for him to pay tribute to Kong Yunjie is to fight!

The figure flashed, and he rushed towards Kong Yunjie again, pouring all the internal force of his body into the tip of the sword in his hand, and the tip of the sword burst out with dazzling golden light, rubbing against the air to make a whistling sound. With such a short sword, many sword moves could not be used, and he could only improvise and use the tip of the sword as a short sword.

"Good time!" Kong Yunjie let out a loud shout, and the double sword met Zhao Zheng. He has a divine blade in his hand, and the other party only has a broken sword, so there is really nothing to fear. When he was only a zhang away from Zhao Zheng, he slammed the Jiuyang Sword into the ground, and made a move to "spark the plain", and the burning sword qi fanned forward along the ground, and immediately covered the ground.

Zhao Zheng had nowhere to stay, so he had to tap the ground lightly and rise up.

Kong Yunjie spun his body and used the Yin Cloud Sword to slash out a few rays of cold sword qi and hit Zhao Zheng in the air. Zhao Zheng made a move to resist, and used half of the sword tip to block all the cold sword qi. Kong Yunjie then jumped up as well, dancing the twin swords in mid-air, impenetrable to the wind, and slashing out one sword qi after another.

Ice and fire were intertwined, killing Zhao Zheng in a hurry, barely parrying.

The two of them took to the air and then fell to the ground again, fighting in one place again. Kong Yunjie relied on the dual swords in his hands, and the attack range was larger, narrowing the distance to launch a wild attack. Zhao Zheng was injured internally, and he couldn't use the tip of his sword to punch the sword qi too far, so he fell into a situation of being passively beaten, like a fierce beast trapped in a cage.

After fighting a few moves, Kong Yunjie succeeded with a sword, slashed Zhao Zheng's back with his sword, and ignited the clothes.

Zhao Zheng made a false move, jumped out of the circle, ripped off the burning clothes, and threw them on the ground, looking embarrassed.

Kong Yunjie hated what Zhao Zheng had done before, and deliberately tortured Zhao Zheng, and in the next competition, he continued to make moves to damage some inconsequential parts of Zhao Zheng's body, leaving one deep or shallow wound after another.

Zhao Zheng fell into the disadvantage, unable to resist, so he could only be slaughtered, and his body was frequently colored, and he almost became a bloody man. He tried to find an opportunity to fight hard with Kong Yunjie, planning to burn jade, but he never found a good opportunity. Even if there is an opportunity, he will never let it go, and he will pounce no matter what the price is. It doesn't matter if you lose an arm, a thigh, or a life, you can do it!

Looking at Zhao Zheng who was fighting to the death on the stage, Li Zhenzhen in the audience only felt that her heart was like a knife, and she couldn't stand it anymore, she grabbed her father's sleeve with tears, and shouted while shaking: "Father, hurry up and stop this competition, if you continue to fight, Zhao Zheng will be killed!" ”

"Okay, I'll go talk to the Iron Master and ask him to stop this contest." Li Yuanzhan agreed in a deep voice, turned his head to look at Tie Xuanfeng above, and said again, "Master Tie Zhuang, Zhao Zheng has always had dealings with my family, and I have a deep friendship. He is young and vigorous, and he can't pull his face to admit defeat, and I hope you can use your identity as the owner of the village to raise your noble hand and help stop this competition. ”

Chasing the wind and mandarin duck mandarin duck mandarin duck mandarin man has to give face to everyone, Tie Xuanfeng immediately replied: "Li Daxia, the two fighters are determined to continue the competition, and I really can't force it." If you are worried about Zhao Zheng's safety, I can promise you that once one of the two is worried about his life, he will definitely ask the masters around him to come to the rescue, and he will never let any of the beaters miss anything. ”

Seeing that Tie Xuanfeng was so sure, Li Yuanzhan was inconvenient to say anything more, so he nodded and retracted his gaze and comforted Li Zhenzhen a few words.

Li Zhenzhen did not listen to persuasion, and insisted on forcing her father to come to power to stop this competition.

Li Yuanzhan also wanted to do this, but because of the face of the Sword Casting Villa, he couldn't be careless, so he fell into a dilemma, he couldn't go, he didn't go.

At the top of the east stand, Tie Xuanfeng looked at the four martial arts masters beside him, and said in a low voice: "Four old-timers, these two young people have already been killed, and they are afraid that they will lose their moves, if there is any danger later, please ask the four to help save the lives of the two of them." There are so few up-and-comers like them that it would be a shame to slip up. ”

"Don't worry. Even if you don't, we'll help. When Zhao Zheng stabbed Kong Yunjie's neck with a broken sword just now, Kong Yunjie blocked the sword with internal force, if he didn't use his internal force to puff up his neck, our brothers would also take action to stop the severed sword. If such an excellent junior is allowed to die tragically in the ring, the meals that our brothers have eaten in the villa in the past few days can be regarded as in vain. The three-foot shadowless patted his bulging chest and took it down.

The other three old men in the four southern districts also chimed in, promising to help and not stand idly by.

The martial arts of these four old men have been perfected, their eyesight, internal strength and speed are beyond the imagination of others, they said that if they can save the lives of the two people in the ring, they will definitely be able to do it.

Only then did Tie Xuanfeng put his heart in his stomach, complimented the four old men a few words, and said a few polite words. In fact, he didn't want to see bloodshed in the ring more than anyone else, the fighters were all rising stars with names and surnames, and there must be backers behind them, if anyone unfortunately died tragically, it would definitely bring trouble to the Sword Casting Villa.

In the ring, the contest continued, and it came to an end.

Under Kong Yunjie's stormy attack, Zhao Zheng has turned into a broken candle in the wind, which may be extinguished at any time.

Zhao Zheng's internal and external injuries are very serious, and he can't support it for a long time, and now he is supported by one breath, once this breath is discharged, he will collapse.

What was this breath in his chest?

Half chivalrous, half backbone!

"Poof!"

Kong Yunjie used the trick "Frosty Sky", blocked Zhao Zheng's sight with cold air, carried out a sneak attack, and added a hole to Zhao Zheng's body.

Zhao Zheng's body swayed, almost fell, and barely stood firm. He gasped, stared at a pair of red eyes, and looked around for Kong Yunjie's figure, but he still didn't admit defeat.

Kong Yunjie enjoyed the process of torturing Zhao Zheng, and did not rush to win, but went around Zhao Zheng in a roundabout way, giving Zhao Zheng a chance to breathe.

At this juncture, the Panlong Stone Tower next to the ring gave birth to an imperceptible abnormal movement, and the Zichu Sword inserted on it shook slightly.

At the same time, a voice sounded in Zhao Zheng's heart.

"I've been watching your jousting, and since the start of the fight, you've worked harder than anyone else, prayed for victory more than anyone else, and never surrendered defeat than anyone else. But you can't win this contest because you lack a sword that can fight your enemies. ”

The voice is young and vibrant, full of neutral magnetism, and it is very nice.

Zhao Zheng has fought hard so far, and finally waited for this voice, he knows what it means after this voice sounds!

"Yes, I lack a blade like you, and with your help, I will be able to defeat him and those two swords!" Zhao Zheng was like a bloody beast, and he let out a cry in his heart. (To be continued......)