"Ling Chen!"

"Sixth brother!"

Seeing Ling Chen injured and lying on the ground, Qiu Yong and the others and the porridge girl all stood up from their chairs, looking at Ling Chen with a nervous and worried face, their brows furrowed slightly.

"Big brother, the situation of the sixth brother seems to be very dangerous, just let him come down. Xia Yue said worriedly.

Qiu Yong nodded, walked quickly to Su Mei's side, and whispered a few words in her ear. After finishing speaking, Su Mei answered, and then looked up at the referee on the stage.

The latter immediately understood, raised his right arm high, and said loudly: "I declare that this contest ......"

"Wait!" Before the referee could finish his words, he heard Ling Chen's voice sound from the floor: "I...... I can do it. As he spoke, Ling Chen slowly stood up from the ground. It's just that his legs are a little weak, and his body is shaking, as if he will fall at any moment.

Seeing this situation, Yang Zhe put down the wide-backed broadsword in his hand and said, "Don't get up, you are already injured, let's admit defeat and hurry down to heal." For the sake of you helping me last time, I don't want to hurt you. ”

Ling Chen shook his head and said, "Thank you for your kindness, but I can still persevere." ”

Hang on?

Yang Zhe frowned and said, "How can you insist like this?" Ling Chen, I'll say it in front first, I will never show mercy to my subordinates, if you insist, don't blame me for being ruthless." ”

Ling Chenqiang squeezed out a smile and said lightly: "Don't be merciful, I don't want to win." ”

When the words fell, Ling Chen took a deep breath and relieved the pain in his body. Immediately after, he raised his fists, nodded towards Yang Zhe, and said, "Come on!"

Alas!

Seeing that Ling Chen was ready to continue fighting, Qiu Yong couldn't help but sigh lightly.

"Forget it, since he still wants to continue, let him hold on for a while. Pavilion Master, if you ......"

Without waiting for Qiu Yong to finish speaking, Su Mei continued: "Don't worry, I know what to do." If Ling Chen can't hold on, I will ask the referee to announce the result. Besides, Yang Zhe knows Ling Chen, and he won't be ruthless. ”

Bang!

Just as the two were talking, there were suddenly two loud noises on the stage. When Qiu Yong and Su Mei looked, they saw Ling Chen lying on the floor, his hands covering his chest, his body swaying constantly, and his face was full of pain.

Seeing Ling Chen's painful appearance, the most unbearable thing was the porridge girl. She bit her thin lip, her eyes hesitated, and she stepped forward with one foot, wanting to go to the stage to save Ling Chen.

However, without waiting for her to make a move, Su Mei seemed to see through her mind and blocked her with her body.

"What are you doing?"

"Don't do stupid things, the rules of Tianji Pavilion can't be broken by outsiders at will, it's already an exception for me to bring you here, don't make it difficult for me. ”

Hearing this, the porridge girl sighed helplessly, so she had to suppress the urge to make a move, and quietly looked at Ling Chen on the stage.

At this moment, amid everyone's gaze and sighs, Ling Chen struggled to get up, looked up at Yang Zhe, and said in a weak tone: "Come again, I can still hold on." ”

"Ling Chen!" The referee said in a deep voice: "You are like this, don't be reckless, quickly admit defeat, don't delay treatment." ”

"No, I can't. Ling Chen shook his head slightly, his hands clenched into fists again.

"I ......" Yang Zhe lowered the big knife in his hand, and just wanted to open his mouth to persuade, but without waiting for his words to speak, Ling Chen suddenly increased his speed, rushed towards Yang Zhe, and quickly approached, and instantly forced in front of Yang Zhe.

The steel fist was swung, and Yang Zhe's body was slightly sideways, easily avoiding Ling Chen's attack. At this time, after a round of fighting, Yang Zhe still maintained a full spirit, in comparison, Ling Chen, who had been repeatedly injured, was far inferior to Yang Zhe in terms of speed and strength.

Ling Chen threw several punches in a row, but each punch was avoided by Yang Zhe with his dexterous body, and there was no threat at all.

Just as Ling Chen was about to swing his fist again, Yang Zhe, who was quick-eyed, quickly made a move and accurately locked Ling Chen's wrist. Without waiting for Ling Chen to react, Yang Zhe shook it violently, and Ling Chen's body immediately flew into the air, smashing heavily into the floor from mid-air.

Burst!

Blood spat out, Ling Chen's face suddenly turned pale, and he didn't even have the strength to stand up.

"Sentence him to lose immediately!" said the porridge girl and Qiu Yong almost in unison.

Su Mei nodded and gestured to the referee on the stage.

However, the sharp-eyed Ling Chen noticed the small movements of Su Mei and the referee, and immediately endured the pain and got up from the floor. Immediately after, Ling Chenqiang took a breath and quickly rushed towards Yang Zhe.

At this time, even the referee couldn't declare Ling Chen lost. As long as the contest is not over, he has no right to meddle in the contest between Ling Chen and Yang Zhe.

Looking at Ling Chen, who was running quickly, Yang Zhe sighed. Although he admired Ling Chen's persistence, he did not sympathize with appreciation, and he was not interested in continuing to waste time on stage.

At that moment, Yang Zhe's wrist flipped, and the blade of the big knife turned to the hilt, and struck straight towards Ling Chen's chest.

However, at this moment, Ling Chen noticed Yang Zhe's lowered eyebrows, and his gaze lit up suddenly, bursting out with an unconcealable light.

Feeling the essence in Ling Chen's eyes, Yang Zhe suddenly felt his heart sink and had a bad premonition.

However, it was already too late, and when the handle of the knife was about to hit Ling Chen's body, Ling Chen's feet suddenly turned, and he quickly turned around and went around to Yang Zhe's left.

So fast!

Yang Zhe's face was shocked, and before he could react, Ling Chen's steel fist blasted out fiercely and struck towards Yang Zhe's waist.

The steel fist entered the flesh, Yang Zhe's face immediately changed, and he took a few steps back to the side, his face was full of pain, and drops of cold sweat came out of his forehead and dripped to the ground.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ling Chen bent down, copied his right hand from the floor, grasped the Tianling blade that fell to the ground in his hand, and stabbed Yang Zhe with a sword.

When Yang Zhe reacted, the sharp tip of the sword had already been sent to him, and he couldn't dodge.

Seeing such a result, everyone was stunned and didn't come back to their senses for a while.

actually reversed Ling Chen.

This is something that no one expected.

Yang Zhe obviously had the upper hand, but because he ate Ling Chen's punch, he became like this, which is really puzzling.

Could it be that Yang Zhe is deliberately releasing water?

Thinking of this, everyone thinks that this possibility is very high. They couldn't find any other explanation than that.

"Brother Yang, admit it!"

Ling Chen put away the Tianling Blade in his hand and hugged his fist towards Yang Zhe.

Yang Zhe wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, frowned, and asked, "How do you know?"

"I ......"

"Forget it, you don't have to say that I know, he must have told you. Speaking of this, Yang Zhe smiled bitterly, shook his head and said, "It's not your fault, it's only me who is too careless." ”

(End of chapter)