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Chapter 537

Bang bang bang!

A series of fierce battle sounds rang out in the gym. Bai Zhixin fought with Cangye Ichiro with all her strength. The terrifying Gangqi wind surged through her body. The long sword in her hand waved countless sword shadows, but she was caught by Cangye Ichiro.

The katana blocked them one by one.

"Okay, beauty, you are no match for me. It's best to admit defeat and don't force me to take action."

Cangye Yilang said in a deep voice.

"If you want me to admit defeat, then defeat me first!"

Bai Zhixin said with a cold expression.

"In that case, don't blame me for being rude."

A sneer appeared on the corner of Cang Ye's mouth, and a sharp gleam bloomed in his eyes.

"Canglangzhan!"

Ichiro Aoye shouted loudly, holding the katana in both hands, and an invisible force of energy burst out from his body. All the energy gathered on his samurai sword, and he slashed Bai Zhi's heart hard with the sword.

With a slash of the knife, the endless Gang Qi turned into a wave and swept towards Bai Zhixin. A monstrous knife intent spread out and filled the entire void. Everyone present had a look of shock in their eyes.

The expressions of Ou Yanhong, Song Chenbo and others changed, with a look of worry on their faces, and Xiao Yifeng's eyes also shone with light.

At this moment, Bai Zhixin looked at Cangye Ichiro's blow with an extremely solemn expression. She also burst out all her strength and poured it into this sword, and the long sword shined brightly.

boom!

The two forces bombarded together, erupting with terrifying power, and waves of air rolled away.

puff!

Bai Zhixin's long sword collided with Cangye Ichiro's blow, and she was crushed immediately. The wave of Gangqi sword light hit Bai Zhixin, knocking it away on the spot, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

.

"Miss Bai!"

Seeing that Bai Zhixin was injured, Ou Yanhong and others' expressions changed, and they all shouted and were about to rush over, but a figure rushed out faster than them.

This figure was none other than Xiao Yifeng. The moment Bai Zhixin was defeated, he rushed out and hugged Bai Zhixin.

Bai Zhixin's face was pale, the corners of her mouth were stained with blood, she coughed, and her breath seemed very weak.

Xiao Yifeng took out the silver needle, waved it and pierced Bai Zhixin's chest, gently twisting the needle with his fingers to penetrate deeper.

"What are you doing?"

Seeing Xiao Yifeng's hand touching Bai Zhixin, Ou Yanhong rushed over, glared at Xiao Yifeng and cursed.

"Shut up!"

Xiao Yifeng gave Ou Yanhong a cold look and continued to help Bai Zhixin with acupuncture.

"Ou Yanhong, is there something wrong with your head? Can't you see that Brother Xiao is treating Miss Bai?"

Song Chenbo looked at Ou Yanhong with an idiot look on his face, and the latter looked gloomy.

Soon, under Xiao Yifeng's acupuncture, Bai Zhixin's complexion gradually recovered and her breathing became calmer.

"Thank you!"

Bai Zhixin looked at Xiao Yifeng and thanked her.

"You're welcome, serving beautiful women is what I'm most happy to do!"

A smile appeared at the corner of Xiao Yifeng's mouth.

"Boy, don't worry, it will be your turn soon!"

Cangye Yilang stared at Xiao Yifeng, with a cold light flashing in his eyes.

Xiao Yifeng looked at Cangye Ichiro and smiled softly, with a touch of contempt in his eyes.

Seeing the contempt in Xiao Yifeng's eyes, a deep anger appeared on Cangye Ichiro's face, and a cold murderous intention filled his body.

"Okay, in the first competition, Ichiro Aoi of Japan wins!"

The referee spoke.

"The second match begins now, China's Zhao Yuanzhi versus India's Galin!"

Soon the second competition began, with Zhao Yuanzhi facing off against the young master from the Indian Tianri Sect.

Zhao Yuanzhi used all his strength as soon as he took action, waving his fists wildly and hitting the opponent. But this Jialin was like a loach, his body kept flickering, and Zhao Yuanzhi's attacks could not touch the opponent at all.

After a series of attacks, Zhao Yuanzhi did not touch the opponent at all, and Jialin began to twist his hands, forming a twisting seal, and attacked Zhao Yuanzhi.

Bang!

Facing the opponent's blow, Zhao Yuanzhi punched out. The two forces collided, and Zhao Yuanzhi actually took a few steps back.

This Jialin silently recited obscure formulas and formed a mysterious hand seal with his hands.

"drink!"

Zhao Yuanzhi shouted angrily, his eyes once again filled with a crazy look, the blood in his body began to boil, and he shot out towards Galin again, blasting out with all his power in one punch.

break!

When Jialin uttered a word, the handprints formed by his hands collided with Zhao Yuanzhi's fists, and the two forces burst out.

An invisible strong wind swept in all directions. Zhao Yuanzhi shuddered and stepped back, with a trace of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth. Galin from the Indian Tianri Sect also took a few steps back.

"ah!"

Zhao Yuanzhi roared again, the blood in his body boiled violently, his eyes were filled with red, exuding a crazy momentum, and his body once again shot out towards the opponent.

Jialin's expression began to become solemn, and he was also mobilizing his own strength crazily.

Boom boom boom!

Waves of power blasted away, and Zhao Yuanzhi was like a desperate man, attacking the Jialin crazily. Although the latter was very agile, it was as slippery as a loach.

However, under Zhao Yuanzhi's violent attack, he was still unable to escape. He received several punches on his body and vomited blood from his mouth.

Ten minutes later, as a roar sounded, both of them flew backwards and landed on the ground, spitting blood from their mouths, and their bodies were severely injured.

"Crazy Zhao!"

Song Chenbo shouted and rushed over quickly, and Xiao Yifeng also walked over.

"Brother Xiao, how is his condition?"

Song Chenbo looked at Xiao Yifeng and said quickly.

"He's seriously injured!"

Xiao Yifeng checked Zhao Yuanzhi's body and said.

"Now that both sides are seriously injured and unable to participate in the next round, after discussion, it has been decided that both of them will lose this match. The winner of the final elite competition will be between Xiao Yifeng of China and Ichiro Cangye of Japan.

Fight it out."

The referee spoke and Zhao Yuanzhi and Nagalin were helped down.

"Xiao Feng, what happens next is up to you."

Xiao Han looked at Xiao Yifeng and said.

"Don't worry!"

Xiao Yifeng smiled, looking very relaxed.

"come on!"

Bai Zhixin, who was sitting aside, watched Xiao Yifeng spit out two words.

Xiao Yifeng looked at Bai Zhixin and smiled slightly.

"Hmph, don't be happy too early, or you may lose miserably!"

Ou Yanhong said with some annoyance.

"Don't worry, I won't be killed instantly like you."
Chapter completed!
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