Chapter 14: The Ninth Battle

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"Joker!"

"The Joker wins!"

Under the ring, there was a lot of noise, and there were thousands of seats in the Colosseum, but at this moment, it was full of people.

Under the clown mask, Li Feng's expression was calm, but his body was full of enthusiasm, this battle, the whole city attracted attention, attracted I don't know how many people came to watch, and once he won this battle, the name of the clown will definitely spread throughout Jianwu City, becoming an incomparably dazzling and radiant existence.

Once upon a time, Li Feng was still unknown, a humble disciple in the Lingfeng Martial Academy, but now, fame and fortune are at his fingertips, even he is inevitably a little excited.

"Who is my opponent in this battle?"

Li Feng secretly speculated, vigilant in his heart, he knew that it would definitely not be easy to win this ninth battle.

Not long after, a young man in a blue shirt walked out, this young man's face was fierce, and there was a shocking scar on his face, which made his face look even more palpitating.

"It's Scar!"

Below the ring, someone exclaimed.

"It's actually Scar, it's rumored that Scar is a master secretly cultivated in the Colosseum, and since his debut, he hasn't tasted defeat!"

"Scar has defeated the Fire Lion with his bare hands, and when he strikes, the Joker is in danger. ā€

"The Colosseum is too insidious, isn't it, this scar, but it has reached the sixfold peak realm of body refining, even in front of the powerhouse of the sevenfold true qi realm of body refining, it can also support dozens of moves to be undefeated, scar shot, how can the clown be undefeated?"

"Yes, no matter how genius that clown is, after all, it is the fivefold realm of body refining, and if he reaches the sky, he will also refine the fivefold peak realm of body refining, but there is a difference of three small levels between him and Scar, no matter what, in this battle, the clown will definitely lose!"

Under the ring, many spectators were making a lot of noise.

"Scar?"

Li Feng's fists were clenched, he was not surprised, he knew that the ninth battle would definitely be an extremely dangerous battle.

After all, the Colosseum is unlikely to let him win this battle easily.

Scar dragged a large knife in his hand and walked into the ring step by step, the heavy back of the knife and the solid floor sparkling with dazzling sparks.

Sou!

Scar slammed out the knife, pointed the blade directly at Li Feng, and said coldly: "I don't care who you are, you will die in this battle!"

"If you don't want to die, admit defeat now, it's still too late!"

In Scar's eyes, a fierce light flickered, which made Li Feng not doubt at all that if he was defeated by Scar, he would definitely die a very miserable death.

"I won't lose, so I'm not going to throw in the towel!"

Li Feng said indifferently, not intimidated by Scar's words.

"Joker, in this battle, you can choose your weapon!"

A young deacon stepped forward and said to Li Feng.

"Give me a sword. ā€

Sou!

A standard long sword was thrown up, and Li Feng took it casually, and took the long sword firmly in his hand, showing good skills.

"Suffer death!"

Scar shouted, and an oblique slash fell, the momentum was heavy, and the fierceness of the knife was surprising.

Li Feng's face remained unchanged, he seemed calm, his arm was raised, he held the scabbard, blocked it horizontally, and collided with the big knife in Scar's hand.

Boom!

Sparks fly.

"Is the clown looking for death? In the face of a powerful man with such a famous reputation as Scar, he actually can't unsheath his sword?"

"The clown is too arrogant, who does he think he is?"

"Damn, I pressed a thousand taels on the clown, he didn't have much chance of winning, but now he is still so big, it doesn't matter if he dies, my silver taels are ......"

Someone howled like a pig.

A fierce light flashed in Scar's eyes, facing himself, the opponent actually didn't sheath his sword, this is definitely a naked insult!

"Die!"

"Split Huashan!"

Scar's wrist twisted violently, the big knife rotated, and at the same time, Scar's whole person jumped high, holding the knife in both hands, and the huge strength coupled with the weight of the whole person jumping down was unstoppable.

In the face of this incomparably ferocious move, Li Feng still seemed extremely calm, the long sword in his hand was still unsheathed, and the footsteps under his feet were kicked continuously, and his body flashed to the side like the wind.

Boom!

The scar slashed down, and the entire ring was shaken, but unfortunately Li Feng's body was flexible enough, and at the last moment, he narrowly avoided this knife.

"Humph!"

Scar's anger grew, and he immediately turned around, extremely swift, and came out again, slashing at him horizontally.

Li Feng couldn't avoid it, only to see him raise his sword to block.

Boom!

The swords collided together, and an invisible wave of qi suddenly spread, and a huge force came from the back of the heavy knife, Li Feng took a few steps back, and spit out a mouthful of blood, his face was a lot paler, but he had a mask on his face, and others couldn't see it.

"It's so powerful, even if it's me, I can't compare with him in terms of strength?"

Li Feng was surprised in his heart, you must know that his body has been transformed by essence blood, and he doesn't know how much stronger he is compared to ordinary martial artists, but in terms of physical strength, he is almost invincible in the same realm, even if he is a lot of body refining sixfold martial artists, he can't compare to himself.

But the scar in front of him must definitely surpass himself in terms of strength, and the weapon used by the other party is a heavy big knife, which can be used with the help of the knife, so in terms of strength, Li Feng is already at a disadvantage.

Swish!

Li Feng desperately performed Ling Feng Step, no longer fighting with Scar, his footwork was extremely flexible, and for a while, there was not much danger.

"Joker, if it's a man, fight me head-on, don't flash around again!"

Scar drank heavily, and under the repeated attacks, the physical exertion on him was also great, but unfortunately the clown, like a slippery fish, was very flexible, which made him grit his teeth with hatred, but in a short time, there was really no way to take the clown.

"By this time, he hadn't even come out with a sword?"

"This clown, his footwork is not bad, but it's a pity that he refuses to use his sword, and if he goes on like this, as long as there is a slight mistake, he will definitely die. ā€

"I'm so blind, why did I buy a damn clown to win?"

......

Under the ring, there was a lot of scolding.

In the infield, the tall pavilion master was also paying attention to this battle, seeing that Li Feng did not dare to shake Scar head-on, he was constantly dodging, only parrying, and had no power to fight back.

"What is this Li Feng doing? Does he think that he can defeat Scar without a sword?"

The tall pavilion master couldn't help frowning.

Originally, he still had high hopes for Li Feng, thinking that Li Feng was a rare genius and had the hope of winning the ninth game, but now it seems that he is a little arrogant, and he is afraid that it is unlikely to win.