Chapter 802: Admit defeat yourself or fight until you admit defeat
No more nonsense!
Such a ruthless sentence, even the men sitting in the stands can't look at it, why don't you have any grace at all!
"Rub, this gale is really excessive, people's delicate beauties, what kind of fierce is he!"
"That's it!"
"Hehe, if you have any opinions, you can go down and clean up the gale."
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With these words, everyone can't stop talking about it.
Who dares to offend this great god?
Gale Thunder waited impatiently, only to feel that this purple warm was contrived, which made him lose his appetite.
He raised his eyes and motioned for the referee to hurry up and start the game, as if it was a kind of torture to face Zi Nuan for a while.
Such a bright dislike made Zi Nuan choke, her pretty face flushed, and flames jumped out of her eyes.
With the chief judge's order, Zi Nuan waved one hand, and Gale Thunder really felt the subtle changes around him......
Here it comes!
The gale thunder hooked his lips, pulled out the soft sword hooked on his waist with his backhand, and with force under his feet, he jumped up, turned over in the air, and rushed straight down with the sword, like a dragon entering the sea!
With a twist of his wrist, he pulled out a sword flower, and after feeling the tugs and saws and cuts, he tightened his grip on the hilt and jerked it up.
"Zheng Zheng Zhengβ"
Like the sound of broken strings, everyone heard a cry of pain from the unstained beauty before they could figure out the situation.
"Ah...... Looks like ......"
She staggered back two steps, and a raw cut was cut in her palm, and the bones were visible, and the flesh was turned open, and scarlet blood trickled out.
"Damn it!"
Zi Nuan cursed, and quickly retreated under his feet, and suddenly a sword stabbed in his ears.
She bent her waist, and before she could adjust her posture, she was kicked in the abdomen, and the fierce force caught her off guard.
"Ah......h
She rolled on the ground three times with a painful cry, and just as she stood firm, a silver-white sword was already on her neck.
"If you move again, you will cut your throat." This voice is cold to the bone.
Zi Nuan's heart tightened, and she gritted her teeth and raised her eyes.
Against the light, the sword-wielding man had a calm posture and a handsome face, but his expression was as cold as his voice.
"Are you throwing in the towel? Or do you want me to clean you up like Shen Fei and beat you until you admit defeat? β
The two sentences without mercy held back the words that were warm to the lips, knowing that even if he used the beauty trick, he would only be humiliated.
Damn it!
This man is a big piece of ice, and he is ruthless and decisive, and the methods used to deal with other men in the past are simply not enough in front of him.
His eyes are full of laziness, and he will definitely not waste his lips and tongue again, once her answer does not meet his mind, the fate of the man who broke his hand and foot just now will be her fate.
"I throw in the towel!"
The one who knows the times is Junjie, Zi Nuan is not a person who cultivates physical arts, she really dominates the star soul technique.
Their Zixia Sect's goal in the martial arts project was originally to be the second place, but now that it has been achieved, there is no need to fight to the death with the reckless man of Storm Thunder, wasting his strength in vain.
Zi Nuan's three words fell, and the audience on the field instantly exploded.
"Wait! What the hell just happened? β
"Oops, who do I ask? I didn't see it clearly! I only saw a few phantoms flickering, and the little beauty admitted defeat! β
"Damn! This is a master's move! β
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Seeing the result, Wu Ma Jian just bowed his head lightly and announced: "Gale Thunder, win!" β