Su Yong in the ring was beaten and retreated, and there were a lot more fist marks on his face, and his embarrassed appearance became quite miserable.

In the private room, Su Qi'an, who had been watching this scene, didn't say a word, his hand was on the railing in front of him, and his fingers were slightly pointed, as if waiting for something.

At this time, Musashichuan seemed to have entered a state of madness, and the scholar's cloud just now was light and light, and he had already completely changed, and his face was hideous and bloodthirsty.

The loose hair, with the blood stains of unknown people, stained the face, like that, not to mention how terrifying.

The attack on Su Yong was also a little more violent, Su Yong was still carrying it to the death, and the people around the ring kept shouting and cheering.

Watching Su Yong's retreat, the shouts resounded in the sky, and even with a little anger.

In their opinion, there were obviously several opportunities to turn the tables just now, but Su Yong didn't seize them, which made the people not angry.

This kind of flaw can only deceive these brainless laymen, that is, Musashichuan deliberately did it, if Su Yong caught it, now it will not be a defeat, but a dead man.

The faces of some practitioners are not very good, and Musashikawa's current madness is completely a torturous attitude, that is, he wants to play Su Yong to death.

This kind of competition is really disgusting, and it is disrespectful to the Da Liang martial artists, but these big people in the private room are all indifferent, and they are soft-spoken, what can they do.

The more you look at this kind of competition, the more unbearable it becomes, and later, some practitioners can't bear to look at it directly, so they don't look at it directly.

As time passed, these practitioners knew that Su Yong was going to lose this game.

Seeing Su Yong in the ring, his face was covered with blood, and his body was shaky, as if he was going to die on the spot in the next moment, when he was defeated.

Su Yong, whose eyes were misty, opened his eyes violently and roared, like a crazy beast.

I saw the mandarin duck in Su Yong's hand, at an extremely tricky angle, towards Musashichuan's body.

Su Yong's sudden outburst startled Musashigawa, but he quickly recovered, and he knew that this was Su Yong's struggle before he died.

His body twisted, and he hurriedly dodged the attacking mandarin duck Yue, and at the same time, his eyes were quick and his hands were quick, and the iron fan in his hand quickly knocked off the magnet in Su Yong's palm.

He had suffered a loss once before this little trick, and it was impossible for him to fall to the second time.

knocked out the magnet in his hand, and threw out the mandarin duck Yue, under his gaze, it was impossible to give him a chance to take it back, and he had no weapons, waiting for the same waste.

Next, he can do his best to torture this cool warrior who insulted him, Musashikawa sneered, his face became more and more hideous.

But what he didn't expect was that Su Yong, who had lost his weapon, did not try his best to recapture the mandarin duck Yue that was close at hand, and bullied himself and directly hugged Musashichuan.

This move, not to mention Musashigawa, even the people in the stands were a little stunned.

What kind of move is this? Scoundrel?

Countless thoughts flashed through everyone's minds, but they couldn't find the answer.

On the other hand, Su Yong, who hugged Musashigawa, was not simply hugging, at the moment of grabbing his body.

Su Yong was like a snake, quickly tied it, and his hands were directly twisted, directly strangling Musashichuan's neck.

….

Musashikawa was going to laugh at this slightly strange move, but as he felt his neck getting tighter and tighter, he suddenly realized that something was wrong.

Don't talk about him, in the private room of Showa Incheon, the short samurai looked at this scene, his face was a little solemn, and he said in a low voice.

"Musashi is careless, this kid actually knows martial arts, Musashi is afraid that he is in trouble.

Hearing this, Showa Incheon's face was also a little ugly, of course he knew that the fighting skills were terrifying.

Fighting skills are not common in Daliang, but in Fusang, they are considered popular, and this guy named Su Yong used a famous killing move in martial arts, naked choke.

Once charged, even if you are as strong as a strong man, you can only die because you can't breathe.

Su Yong used this trick, they really didn't expect it, and it slightly disrupted his plan.

Showa Incheon said to the short samurai beside him, "Is there really no way?" If you can't help it, I'm afraid you can only shout to stop. ”

The short samurai looked at Musashikawa, who was struggling in the ring, for a long time, and after a while, his solemn face eased slightly, as if he had found something, and said softly.

"Don't worry, this rear-naked choke is not completed, fortunately Musashi reacted quickly, and now the two sides are in a stalemate, it depends on who can hold out to the end."

"This Great Liang Martial Artist has some ability, but now he is scarred and has no weapons in his hands, so it is difficult to control Musashi with a naked choke."

"Musashi should be able to win this game."

After observing for a long time, the short samurai finally came to this conclusion.

Showa Incheon was relieved, nodded, and looked at the two sides in the ring, in a stalemate.

Su Yong's final counterattack did catch Musashigawa off guard, but he was not an ordinary samurai, he could play the finale, and if he was really so easy to lose, there was no need to go back to Fuso and commit suicide by caesarean section.

He has a brilliant record of defeating the first samurai of Fuso, Takeru Sato.

Trying to defeat him with a rear-naked choke in martial arts is tantamount to getting an axe.

When he was learning rear-naked choke, this cool boy didn't know where to play.

At the moment when Su Yongqi moved, Musashikawa reacted and first broke the control of his body at the fastest speed.

Then at the moment when Su Yong was about to complete his naked choke, one of his hands had already reached into Su Yong's arm, temporarily protecting his neck.

Although Su Yong was exerting his strength, relying on the protection of his palm, Musashigawa did not lose his ability to act for a while.

After temporarily making sure that he was not worried about his life, Musashikawa did not spare his hand, and held the iron fan in his other hand and smashed it against Su Yong's naked arm.

In an instant, Su Yong's arm was drenched in blood from the iron fan leaves, Su Yong showed a painful look, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

But even so, he still has no intention of letting go, once he lets go, it not only means the failure of the ninth game, but also his death.

He can die, but he has to pull a cushion no matter what.

The iron fan blades that emitted a sharp and cold glow frantically stabbed at Su Yong's arm.

The blood-soaked arm rotted the skin at the back, and even the white bones in the arm could be seen.

But the more this crazy attack, the tighter Su Yong's naked choke became.

….

The pain from his arm, under Su Yong's strong will, was all converted into strength, and he couldn't stop blessing on the naked choke.

Although Musashigawa used his hands in advance and gave himself a chance to breathe for the time being, as the short samurai said, the two sides were at a stalemate, and it was up to him to see who could hold out to the end.

But this kind of support, generally speaking, Musashikawa's winning chance is very large, and the naked choke style is indeed tricky, but once you prepare in advance, the other hand is more armed, and it is not too easy to crack it.

After all, people are made of meat, can they still be harder than weapons? As long as the continuous crazy attacks, the so-called naked choke will be self-defeating after all.

But no one expected that this obvious breakthrough would meet Su Yong, a madman, today, even if he risked his arm being completely abolished, he would die with Musashigawa.

At this time, Musashichuan was called a grievance in his heart, he was the number one master of Fusang, and he had experienced a lot of enemies all the way, whether it was authentic martial arts, or wild roads, or sneak attacks.

But I met Su Yong, a guy who didn't want to die, this guy not only didn't want to die, but his willpower was terrifying.

It's Musashikawa for so many years, and I've seen the hardest person with strong willpower.

As time passed, his cheeks gradually turned red, and his breathing became rapid, and he knew that even if he stabbed Su Yong's arm, this guy would never let go.

This guy is determined to take himself with him.

He is the number one master of Fusang, if he dies in such embarrassment, it will not be a shame, it will be regarded as a naked negative example, passed back to Fusang, and let the latecomers take him as a warning, if it is really so, what is the difference between it and leaving a stink for ten thousand years.

Since this madman wants to die together, it depends on whether he has the ability to do it.

Musashikawa's hand holding the iron fan, and the next moment, he raised two inches and pierced Su Yong's cheek.

This blow doesn't matter where it hits, as long as it hits, Su Yong will only end up and die on the spot.

It's a matter of life and death, no wonder he broke the rules and killed him.

Su Yong's pupils, the iron fan blades dilated rapidly, he didn't dodge, let alone let go, his eyes were closed, and he couldn't feel the last strength injected into his unconscious arm, ready to take Musashigawa to prison together.

Suddenly, in their ears, a rapid sound of breaking wind suddenly sounded, and then, the sound of fine iron hitting echoed in the ears of the two, and at the same time, a familiar voice sounded faintly.

"Su Yong, it's okay, you've proven yourself, you can let it go, and then leave it to me."

Hearing this, Su Yong's iron arm subconsciously let go, his eyes opened, and not far from him, the iron fan was nailed in the distance by an arrow.

The Musashi River under him, gasping for breath, enjoying the pleasure of the rest of his life after the catastrophe.

That familiar voice was none other than Su Qi'an, who had not moved.

At this time, he was holding a longbow and was aiming at the ring below.

Su Qi'an's intervention was something that everyone didn't expect, after all, the rules of the ring competition are very clear, and irrelevant people are forbidden to shoot.

But Su Qi'an's actions were completely against the rules.

At the moment when Su Qi'an made a move, sure enough, it directly caused the dissatisfaction of the Fusang delegation, and various protests came and went.

The people in the audience looked at this scene, and they didn't say much, according to the rules, Su Qi'an's sudden intervention, but it was a broken rule, even if he was standing up for the guards, but breaking the rules is breaking the rules.

Under the many protests of the Fuso delegation, no one noticed that Musashichuan, who was gasping for breath, lowered his head, his eyes showed gloom, and the next moment, his clenched fists went straight to Su Yong, who was already dying, and it seemed that he was going to completely finish off Su Yong.

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