Xiao Rong waved his hand and said, "It doesn't matter, you don't care, you're not the point, Lao Tzu is more concerned about this knife, what is your knife?"

Yanagi Ichiro's eyes rolled, and the originally angry look quickly subsided, becoming calm, and the corners of his mouth twitched strangely: "You want to provoke me? You don't need to know the origin of this knife, you just need to know that you died in the hands of my Yanagi Ichiro." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Before Yanagi Ichiro finished speaking, he had already swept towards Xiao Rong with an arrow step, and the long knife in his hand swung horizontally, and a black light appeared on the knife.

The knife that was originally far away, but as soon as the black mang came out, it was already close at hand.

Xiao Rong's expression changed, and he turned sideways, leaving a faint blood mark on his chest.

Xiao Rong was injured.

After all, I still didn't have time to guard against the black light on the knife.

Yanagi Ichiro shouted and turned around and slashed again, Xiao Rong avoided it again, but the black light on the knife was long and short, and every three knives could leave a deep or shallow cut on Xiao Rong's body.

Xiao Rong no longer has the power he had at the beginning, this knife is weird and strange, and the power is very strong, Xiao Rong can't get close to Yagyu Ichiro's body, dodges for a few rounds, and begins to be a little embarrassed.

Feng Yiyang stared at the stage with a nervous face, not realizing that the little boy he had just met had come to his ear again, "Are you worried about your senior brother?"

Feng Yiyang glanced back at him and said impatiently: "Senior brother shouldn't lose, I'm just worried that he will be injured." ”

The little boy sighed, patted his chest and said, "By the way, that person just now was really scary, I seemed to see a black wind, and I felt like I was about to die, is he a monster?"

Feng Yiyang shook his head and said: "You shouldn't have practiced internal strength seriously, he is not a monster, internal strength is practiced to a certain extent, when it gathers around the body, it will naturally release its might, and the weak will be oppressed when they meet the strong, and the internal force will be a little higher, and it can reach the level of hurting people externally, and there will be various forms." ”

The little boy half-covered his mouth and said in surprise: "Then did he just reach the realm of internal force and external release?"

Feng Yiyang squinted his eyes and looked at the stage, and said in a deep voice: "He's not, the weirdness of the black wind he just now should come from that knife." ”

The little boy stopped talking, and the two big eyes of the water spirit stared curiously at the black knife.

The crowd moved closer to the ring one after another.

Yanagi Ichiro focused all his energy on Xiao Rong, and the power that was originally released outside weakened, and the masses reunited.

The originally silent ring began to talk around again, and gradually people were buzzing.

"Xiao Rong, hit him, what are you running. ”

"Don't embarrass us, what are you afraid of, aren't you an invulnerable god of war?"

"Cowardice, don't be afraid of death, hit him, hit him. ”

Feng Yiyang lowered his head, his face became more and more gloomy, and the people around him unconsciously pushed a step away, and the few who were originally shouting were particularly excited and quieted down, looking at the wind in fear.

This instinctive feeling of fear was something that all of them had just experienced.

Although it is not as cold as just now, the essence of fear is the same.

At this time, Xiao Rong was already covered in blood, the clothes on his body were already in tatters, and strips of rags were scattered all over the ground.

At this time, there was a sudden change on the stage, and after Xiao Rong was forced to take a step back by Yanagi Ichiro's knife, his steps staggered, and his body was unstable.

A knife cuts the waist, a knife cuts the neck, and a stab the heart.

Xiao Rong didn't dodge a single step, he suddenly became extremely passive, and after dodging the first two knives, he couldn't dodge anymore, and barely shook it, avoiding his heart,

There was a stabbing sound.

Xiao Rong was pierced by the strange long knife that glowed black under his shoulder.

The black and shiny tip of the knife leaked out from Xiao Rong's back, and the black light flickered, as if it was continuously taking away the vitality in Xiao Rong's body.

Yanagi Ichiro grinned and was about to turn the handle of the knife to cut Xiao Rong in half from the inside out, when he suddenly heard a low laugh again.

The next moment, Ichiro Yanagi's wrist had been tightly grasped by Xiao Rong.

It was clear that there was a seriously injured person on the other side, but Yagyu Ichiro had a clear intuition, as if the person who was pierced by the knife was the real predator, and he was just a prey.

Soon he realized that his instincts were right, and his wrist was so tightly gripped, that he couldn't move a minute.

Xiao Rong raised his eyes to look at Ichiro Yanagi, and there was obvious ridicule in his eyes: "Now, I finally caught you." ”

Ichiro Yanagi's tone was obviously flustered, "Yours, there's no chance to hit me, as long as yours let go, mine can kill you." ”

"Oh, really?"

Hold it tight, then clench it again.

There was a sound of bones shattering.

Ichiro Yanagi looked at his wrist in a daze, and then let out a heart-wrenching scream.

"Ahh

Xiao Rong let go of Ichiro Yanagi's hand, Ichiro Yanagi retreated backwards in a daze, sat down on the ground, covered his right hand with his left hand, panting, and staring at Xiao Rong in fear.

Xiao Rong slowly pulled the long knife out of the wound, looked at it for a while, and then casually threw it aside, walking towards Ichiro Yanagi.

One-step.

Two steps.

The pace is steady and powerful.

If it weren't for the blood dripping on the ground, no one would have seen that he had been injured.

Step 3.

"Okay, okay, mine understands, I admit defeat, I admit defeat. Facing Xiao Rong who was standing in front of him like a big mountain, Yanagi Ichiro decisively fell down, and the hideousness and ferocity just now were long gone.

"Xiao Rong. ”

"Xiao Rong!"

"Well done!"

"Give him a good beating and let him see how powerful he is!"

The wave of cheers was connected, and everyone was honored in this battle.

Except for the wind blowing.

Feng Yiyang looked at Xiao Rong worriedly, and the worry in his eyes became more and more intense.

The little boy was on the side, looking curiously at Feng Yiyang's face, and then looked at the stands, thoughtful.

". Xiao Rong didn't look at Yanagi Ichiro at all, just clasped his hands on his shoulders and let the blood in the wound slowly flow.

Yanagi Ichiro didn't seem to believe that Xiao Rong let himself go so easily, raised his head in disbelief and looked at it, hesitated for a moment, and finally didn't have the courage to fight, covered his right hand that was holding his broken wrist, and trotted all the way out of the ring.

Xiao Rong stood in the ring, his face was calm, accepting the cheers of the people, and the warm sunlight sprinkled on the bronzed skin on his shoulder, which actually brought a bit of metallic luster.

Feng Yiyang looked at the senior brother with a sigh of attention, as if he had an understanding.

The little boy curiously poked his finger with his finger and said, "Why is he still standing there after being so seriously injured?"

Feng Yi looked at the ring with a smile: "Because blood and wounds should not be a reason to be afraid, this is what Senior Brother said, the reason why Senior Brother is the God of War is not because he is invulnerable, but because he has never been afraid." ”

Feng Yiyang still looked at the top of the ring attentively, under the sun, half of Feng Yiyang's face was red, and the little boy looked at Feng Yiyang's side face attentively, thoughtfully.