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1715. Chapter one thousand seven hundred and fifteen victory or defeat!

However, Lin Zhong paid a huge price and finally managed to regain the initiative, how could Xu Jing's wishful thinking succeed?

In the midst of lightning, Lin Chong gathered his five fingers, like an iron hoop, holding Xu Jing's shoulder.

"Swish!"

Accompanied by the sound of friction that makes the teeth sore, Xu Jing's body-protecting energy was like paper paste, easily torn and penetrated by Lin Chong's harder fingers.

At the same time, Lin Chong bent his knees and shoulders, and his other hand hidden between his waist clasped into a fist. His internal strength was like a rushing torrent, pouring into it all!

Under the addition of internal strength, Lin Chong's arms expanded a circle, and the surface of the light golden fist, the most refined and pure fist force flowed like ripples.

"not good!"

The sense of crisis that was so strong that it was beyond replenishment swept across Xu Jing's body in an instant.

He suddenly realized that he had made an unforgivable mistake.

The brave one wins when they meet on a narrow road.

When fighting an enemy like Lin Chong, you must not have the idea of ​​retreating, because if the strong fight, if the strength is equal, the competition will be experience and will.

Whoever has richer experience and stronger will will be able to laugh to the end.

Retreat means that there is a gap in the state of mind and a wavering will, which also indicates that you no longer have the determination to win.

After thinking about this clearly, Xu Jing almost bit his teeth.

The pressure Lin Chong brought him was much greater than he thought, so that he revealed flaws that should not have been found at the most critical moment.

But now, regret is useless.

Xu Jing instantly suppressed all negative emotions, focused unprecedentedly, and his mind was clear. According to his body's instinct, his arms crossed and his chest was blocked.

He had just finished this action, and Lin Chong's fist was bombarded with the momentum of wind and thunder!

Hunyuan's thrust in one qi!

"Bang!"

A loud bang.

Xu Jing was like a cannonball out of the borehole, sliding back against the ground with his feet, crashing straight into the pile of ruins that were originally the ring, stirring up gray and white smoke and dust in the sky, and countless gravels sputtered in all directions.

Lin Chong kept kicking his feet, like a gangrene attached to the bone, chasing behind Xu Jing, with his five fingers wide open with his right hand and grabbed the other person's head.

"laugh!"

The claws broke through the air, stirring up a fierce and powerful airflow.

After transforming, Lin Chong's finger was as thin as a carrot, his palm was sunk deep inward, and his muscles were as tight as iron, just like the sharp claws of some kind of beast, trying to catch Xu Jing's head.

Xu Jing's heart beat violently, staring at the hands that were getting closer and closer to him, and he seemed to hear the grim smile of death in his ears.

His intuition told him that if he didn't fight back, he would lose.

However, when Lin Chong was hit by a punch, his arms completely lost consciousness, half of his body was sore and numb that he could not use any strength.

"How can I lose here!"

Xu Jing's eyes were red and his teeth were clenched, and he squeezed out the last trace of strength in his body. His hands and feet exerted force at the same time, and he jumped up without hesitation!

Although he suffered a big loss, he did not completely lose his chance of winning. As long as he was given a few seconds to regroup, it is still unknown who would win.

At this moment, Lin Chong suddenly stretched his arm, as if he had predicted it before Xu Jing crossed his head, and grabbed the other party's ankle.

Xu Jing's heart suddenly sank into the bottom of the valley.

Immediately afterwards, he was like a scarecrow without any weight, swung by Lin Chong and smashed it to the ground!

"Bang!"

A human-shaped pit was smashed into a square covered with tiles.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Lin Chong picked up Xu Jing and smashed him seven or eight times in a row. The eyes blew the eyelids around him, and a chill rushed straight from the soles of his feet and couldn't help but get goose bumps.

Too cruel!

Too violent!

They did not expect that the battle between Lin Chong and Xu Jing would be so cruel and so tragic.

The power displayed during the battle between the two made them fascinated and robbed them of their souls.

Lin Chong loosened his palm and threw Xu Jing, whose head was bleeding, away.

Xu Jing lay on the ground like a dead dog, her eyes closed and bleeding from the corners of her mouth. If it weren't for the fact that her chest was still undulating, she would have looked no different from a dead person.

Lin Chong was covered in white mist, his huge body gradually shrank, the fist marks in the middle of his chest became more and more distinct, and the muscles around the fist marks began to swell.

Xu Jing's fingers suddenly moved and his eyes opened a gap.

"Cough! Cough! Cough! Cough!"

He coughed up a few mouthfuls of black and red blood, covered his chest with one hand and supported the ground with the other, slowly got up, and stood firm with difficulty.

After suffering such a severe blow, Xu Jing still retained a clear consciousness. His vitality was so powerful that it was simply incredible, far beyond the limit that ordinary people could imagine.

Lin Chong stood with his hands down without saying a word.

His condition is actually not much better than Xu Jing. Due to excessive physical exhaustion, he was unable to maintain the state of thunder in the tiger and leopard. His internal organs were more painful like a knife stab, and he was obviously injured.

"call!"

Xu Jing looked up at the sky and exhaled a breath full of bloody smell, with a complex expression.

He knew he had lost.

Although he didn't want to admit it, he did lose to Lin Chong.

Ten years of hard work have been wasted; full of ambitions have all been lost.

Xu Jing gradually clasped his hands tightly, his nails embedded in the flesh, bleeding without knowing it.

Compared with the inner emptiness, what is a mere pain?

"If you want to continue, I'm willing to accompany you."

Lin Chong suddenly spoke, and a faint voice floated into Xu Jing's ears.

Xu Jing's cheek muscles twitched a few times, and he didn't even look at Lin Chong, and said coldly: "You won."

As soon as these words came out, everyone present breathed a sigh of relief.

To be honest, if they continue to fight, they are really worried that someone will die.

Since Xu Jing is willing to give in, it's best.

"You are more lucky than me, so you can win."

Xu Jing spitted bloody saliva, even though she looked miserable and had no style, her tone was still cold and tough: "Don't be happy too early, I will keep watching you. If what you do is not worthy of you

I will take your life at any time when you are in the seat, or if you violate your promise."

His words were tantamount to acknowledging Lin Chong's identity and status.

"Don't worry, there won't be that day."

Lin Chong's face was calm and he said lightly: "But you, don't forget the bet we made before."

"snort!"

Xu Jing sneered, stared at Lin Chong for a while, his eyes were unstable, but he still didn't say anything harshly and turned around and left.

As soon as he left, the warriors rushed forward and surrounded Lin Chong, congratulating him in a lingering manner.

"Five ancestors Luo has made great contributions, congratulations to you for taking over the martial arts alliance!"

"Iron Fan Sect Song Shao, congratulations to you for becoming the leader of the Martial Alliance!"

"The Qi family in Lingchuan is rising, I wish you a great success and a great success!"
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