The air was full of salty blood.

The boy lay on the ground, short of breath and exhausted.

Sweat stuck to her embarrassed face, and her abdominal organs were like knives.

Tired.

The spotlight was cast from above, making the teenager squint slightly and want to stand up, but the pain of her body screaming made her weak and unable to struggle.

The referee's leather shoes rested beside her.

A pair of hands, slapping the ground, the crisp sound exploded in the boy's ears.

"One!"

Qiao Yu swallowed the blood foam, clenched his fists, and wanted to stand up.

"Two!"

The waist and abdomen were forced, and the pain instantly swept through the limbs, like the tip of a knife grinding meat, and the beast gnawed.

"Three!"

Half an inch off the ground, Qiao Yu gritted his teeth and wanted to kneel on the ground.

"Four!"

"Bang!"

The two sounded in unison.

The boy slammed his knees on the ground, and his calves exerted force, but because of the weakness of his muscles, he fell to the ground.

The whole audience stopped breathing.

On the big screen, the teenager struggled, tenacious, and wanted to fight to the death.

Don't admit defeat yet!

Don't surrender yet!

Jiang Yan's eyes were complicated.

He's not doing well, either.

This kid's fist is not only hard, but the angle is even more tricky, if he is not a few years older, he wins with strength, I am afraid that he can only get lucky and tie.

"Five!"

He Ran's eyes were red, and he suddenly roared towards the ring.

"Self-improvement! Only I am in the summer! ”

"One heart and one mind! Woe! ”

My generation of young people, I am willing to share glory and disgrace with the backbone of Daxia! Advance and retreat together!

Defeat is still glorious!

No shame!

Under the sea of flames, the dormant golden-scaled dragon rolls and roars!

"Self-improvement! Only I am in the summer! ”

"One heart and one mind! Glory and disgrace—"

All teenagers, with their own modest efforts, gather together to convey a word!

If you lose, we will carry it with you!

The eight words of the roar can't be stretched, and it stirs everyone's hearts!

"Six!"

The flames of the whole audience were extinguished in an instant!

Only the golden dragon, crashing and roaring!

The audience was in awe.

Defeat is still glorious!

This glory is worthy of admiration!

Infected by this scene, Lin Nian burst into tears!

She stared at the teenager in the ring.

She's still struggling!

"Seven!"

Give up, do you see it, they are all proud of you!

"Prince!"

Suddenly.

An urgent shout interrupted Qiao Yu's struggle.

It's Jiang Yin.

With red eyes, he threw Jiuxiao to her.

"Prince, look at this sword!"

Everyone persuaded the young man to admit defeat, but he was the only one who personally ran to the training base and brought back this sword!

Look!

Look at this sword!

Nine clouds, smashed in front of the young man, hammered the heart, as heavy as a thousand gold!

The young man's throat was bleeding, and he stared at the sword, the wolf's eyes on the scabbard.

"The inheritance of the martial vein has a long way to go."

A string loosened in Qiao Yu's mind suddenly tensed.

On that day, Xiaonan Mountain was snowing heavily, and the master stood on the top of the clouds and solemnly entrusted the sword.

The famous sword is nine heavens, and the scabbard carves the eyes of the wolf, which means that forging ahead has a long history!

Yes, yes, it's also a responsibility!

Qiao Yu stretched out his hand, and his bloody knuckles gripped the sword tightly.

The momentum of the young man's body has changed all of a sudden!

Qiao Yu's eyes were sharp and solemn.

Disciple! Remember!

"Eight!"

The scabbard slammed into the ground, making a buzzing and crisp sound, the young man's legs trembled, and his eyes were like the eyes of a wolf god on the scabbard, killing in the wild!

"Nine!"

The atmosphere of the audience is instantly frozen!

In the ring.

The boy in white, back with a sword!

"Great Xia! Win! ”

"Great Xia! Win! ”

"Great Xia! Win! ”

The audience thundered and trembled!

Qiao Yu's eyes were bloodstained, and he looked at Jiang Yan through the blood curtain.

"I'm not going to lose."

The boy abandoned his sword and clenched his hands into fists.

Only the gods!

Till death rest!

It'll be on the shelves tomorrow.

That's all for today.

We'll see you tomorrow!!!!!

(End of chapter)