The audience came back to their senses from the amazing scene that Ye Xinyun performed just now, and they were shocked.

Zhao Rui actually made a move.

Wu Feng's heart tightened, and his fists couldn't help but clench together, he knew that Zhao Rui would defeat Ye Xinyun, but hitting Ye Xinyun still made his heart ache.

Ye Xinyun failed, but he didn't lose badly.

Just when the audience felt that this game was over, and they all felt that Zhao Rui no longer had to do anything to Ye Xinyun, who was lying on the ground, they saw Zhao Rui walking towards Ye Xinyun with a cold face.

The cheers and cheers that had just been issued disappeared, and the whole audience stared at Zhao Rui, Ye Xinyun had already lost, what else did he want to do? At this moment, the hearts of the audience were pinched.

Zhao Rui walked up to Ye Xinyun step by step, saw her trembling slightly, saw her with a pale face, and saw the red blood on the corner of her mouth.

The murderous aura in his eyes suddenly burst out, cold and emotionless, and he raised his foot very quickly.

Wu Feng's pupils shrank, and Huo Ran got up!

But it didn't help, just listening to the "bang", Ye Xinyun's body turned into a white light, or like a white delicate butterfly in a storm, it flashed in the air, and smashed into the audience with a "boom", and the powerful impact collapsed, startling a terrible scream.

Zhao Rui raised his head slightly, his eyes were as cold as ten thousand years of ice, without the slightest emotion.

The field fell into chaos, and the audience was in an uproar, but Zhao Rui actually chased an injured girl.

Wu Feng's body turned into a bolt of lightning, and he jumped on the ground several times, like an arc-shaped light. Two seconds after Ye Xinyun landed. He rushed into the ruins like a cannonball.

"Boom~"

Wu Feng split the wreckage that was covering her with one palm. Pulled Ye Xinyun out of the ruins.

At this time, Ye Xinyun was drenched in blood, his five organs were greatly oppressed and damaged, his meridians were reversed, there were many comminuted fractures, and the blood was gushing like a spring, and the situation was extremely miserable.

"Boom" Wu Feng's face was covered with frost, and his two fingers rose together, clicking on her major meridians extremely quickly. Finally the bleeding stopped.

Zhao Rui stood in the ring, raised his chin, his eyes looked directly at Wu Feng, and the smile on his face gradually bloomed, evil and cold, like a flower cast with a cold dagger.

Swish!

Wu Feng hugged Ye Xinyun in his arms, looked up at him, and his eyes were like cold knives.

It seemed that the surrounding scene had disappeared, the cacophony had died down, and everything had fallen silent. In the empty space, there were only two people, him and Zhao Rui.

One high and one low looking at each other. Like two knives, sparks in the air.

"Hey, hey. Zhao Rui laughed dryly, his voice was so harsh.

Wu Feng understood that his blow to Ye Xinyun was for himself.

"I, will, use, same, like, of, square, formula, right, you. Zhao Rui was far away, and told Wu Feng word by word with his lips, the expression on his face was still cold.

Wu Feng's eyelids were half-squinted, and it wasn't until Zhao Rui said these words that a smile suddenly bloomed on his face, bright and sunny, like the sunlight that penetrates the woods in summer, with the freshness and green of the leaves, or like the sunlight that penetrates the stream in winter, with the clarity and pleasure of the stream.

The smile is so sunny and charming at this moment, it can even capture the hearts of a large number of girls in an instant, and Zhao Rui's evil and cold smile are completely two styles.

Both were laughing, two completely different laughs.

Wu Feng slowly lowered his head, helped Ye Xinyun wipe the blood on his cheeks, and handed him to the medical robots and doctors who came over later, watching Ye Xinyun being carried away on a stretcher, and there were dozens of injured spectators around him, and they were all in a mess.

He rolled over, flashed a few times, his figure was as light as a ghost, and returned to the rest area in the blink of an eye, and sat back in his chair gently, no longer looking elsewhere, just waiting for the next battle.

Zhao Rui slowly got down from the ring step by step, and sat back in his position with a little pleasure on his face.

It took more than half an hour for order to regain order on the field, and Ye Xinyun, who was seriously injured, was sent to a medical spaceship and flew directly out of the Future Star Stadium, which also reflected the seriousness of Ye Xinyun's injury from the side, and the medical equipment of the Future Star Stadium was difficult to save her.

The serious injuries were already threatening her life.

Wu Feng didn't look at the medical spaceship that flew away, and just sat quietly in place.

The people around him came and went, walked and came, and the light and shadow of the entire stadium kept changing, only Wu Feng sat in place like a statue.

As time went on, the stadium was filled again, and Wu Feng finally stood up.

In the midst of a full-court uproar, the second game began.

Zhao Xin also got up and glanced at Zhao Rui, with a little deep meaning, Zhao Rui nodded, and he suddenly had confidence, raised his head, and went into the ring with confidence.

There was no cheering, only noise.

The last bloody scene completely cooled the audience's passion, everyone stopped talking, only stared at the field with their own thoughts, and a strange atmosphere suppressed the audience.

Wu Feng also slowly stood in the ring not long after Zhao Xin came on the field, and the two stood face to face.

"Brother Feng, fuck this bastard!!"

A loud roar came out of the audience, Wu Feng didn't need to look at it to know that it was the angry Hu Peng, he ignored him, and only looked at Zhao Xin intently.

Zhao Xin had a touch of arrogance and sharpness on his face, obviously having some big killer, so he was full of confidence and confidence.

Wu Feng doesn't care what treasures Zhao Xin has, and he doesn't care what tricks he has, all Wu Feng knows is that the anger just now finally has a place to vent, and he can vent it very heartily.

So he laughed again.

"Hmph!" Zhao Xin saw the sunny smile on Wu Feng's face, snorted quite sarcastically, and clenched his fists, "Boom, boom, boom", "The first few times, I admit that I underestimated you, but this time, your good luck ends here, my fist will let you know that shijie is so dark!"

Wu Feng listened to his words and was silent.

"Hmph!" Zhao Xin felt that he was playing the piano to the cow, and snorted coldly in dissatisfaction.

“9...... 8...... 7......" countdown began.

In the rest area, Zhao Rui's eyes flickered, with a slight smile, and he seemed to have seen through the results of the game.

In the audience, Mo Yuling, Hu Peng, and Tang Ling'er all had different faces, but they were all very confident in Wu Feng, Hu Peng especially yelled and shouted, asking Wu Feng to avenge Ye Xinyun, and some fans who supported Ye Xinyun also shouted Wu Feng Come on, which was particularly conspicuous in the stadium where the background was silent.

Wu Feng's face was calm, Zhao Xin's eyes were squinted, and he was always ready to make a move.

“3...... 2...... 1...... 0！”

The battle has officially begun!(To be continued......