Emperor of Death

Chapter 152 No Shame (Fifth)
The silver sword light was like the sharp claws of a hungry wolf, trying to tear apart the prey in front of it.

Ye Fei knew that his strength was not as good as the opponent's, so he acted desperately when he came up.

"Hehe, do you have the qualifications to fight hard with me?" It was Zhao Tong who greeted Ye Fei with a strong sneer.

Zhao Tong didn't even draw out his sword, he just slapped it out with a palm.

There was a silver light on the palm, and the strong palm force rushed towards Ye Fei's chest like a raging tide.

For Ye Fei, this was an irresistible force.

Ye Fei's forward body suddenly stopped, and then he was blown away by a powerful force, and he flew upside down, spurting out a mouthful of blood.

No matter in terms of realm or experience, Ye Fei could not compare with Zhao Tong. He was taught by a famous teacher since he was a child and consumed countless resources, which Ye Fei was far inferior to. .

Ye Fei only felt that the internal organs in his body seemed to be displaced, and the severe pain deeply stimulated his nerves. His throat was sweet, and another mouthful of blood couldn't help but spit out.

Ye Fei was lying on the ring, and there was an idea in his heart that supported him, making him growl hysterically in his heart: "No, I can't lose so soon."

Unfortunately, physical injuries will eventually slow down people's reactions.

As soon as Ye Fei got up, he was kicked in the chest by Zhao Tong. He flew five meters away and lay down on the ring again.

"Roar!" The zombie got up from the ground and rushed towards Zhao Tongfei.

"Hehe, looking for death!" Zhao Tong touched the back of his waist with his right hand, and took out a cold dagger, the whole body of which was black.

The flying zombies slapped Zhao Tong's head with both hands very fast.

Zhao Tong's speed was faster, his body circled around the zombie's hands, and he easily circled to one side. Then he jumped lightly and stepped on the zombie's waist. With this help, Zhao Tong grabbed the zombie's shoulder, and the whole body The man sat on the zombie's shoulders, and then, with a sharp dagger in his hand, he stabbed the zombie's forehead.

This dagger is a superb sharp weapon that cuts iron like mud.

This set of movements was done in one go, and the clumsy zombie couldn't resist at all, so Zhao Tong pierced his forehead.

"No!" Ye Fei let out a hysterical roar in the distance. This was his natal corpse. Losing his natal corpse was as painful as losing a loved one. Ye Fei's eyes instantly turned red, and he roared. To Zhao Tong.

Looking at Ye Fei who was flying towards him, Zhao Tong licked his lips with a ferocious smile on his face.

"Hungry wolf's claws!"

Ye Fei continued to use his best martial arts skills, and the tip of his sword pierced towards Zhao Tong like a gust of wind.

"Boy, it's your turn now." Zhao Tong grinned ferociously, his body suddenly fell short, and he dodged Ye Fei's long sword at a very fast speed, and came to Ye Fei's side, the dagger in his hand was like Swipe like lightning.

"Ah!" Ye Fei let out a scream, the wrist holding the sword was pierced by the dagger, the dagger was pulled out, blood stained his entire palm.

Enduring the severe pain, Ye Fei subconsciously slashed the sword at Zhao Tong.

Zhao Tong's body continued to turn, and then came to the other side of Ye Fei. The dagger continued to thrust out, piercing Ye Fei's other arm.

"Ah, ah!" The severe pain and injury, instead of making Ye Fei retreat, made him go crazy, and the long sword in his hand continued to slash at his opponent.

While avoiding it, Zhao Tong said with a sinister smile, "Hey, interesting, I finally have a fun prey."

Zhao Tong's movements were very flexible. He turned Ye Fei's back, and the toes of his right hand touched the joints of Ye Fei's feet. Ye Fei staggered and fell to his knees.

Ye Fei tried to roll forward, but Zhao Tong put his foot on his back and kicked him to the ground. He then pushed forward and stabbed the dagger into Ye Fei's thigh. With a light stroke, he could cut iron like mud. The dagger instantly drew a deep bloodstain.

The blood turned red on Ye Fei's entire thigh, and the ring under him.

"Enough! Stop!" the mentor who was the referee suddenly shouted.

As if Zhao Tong didn't hear it, with a ferocious smile, he continued to hold the dagger and cut towards Ye Fei's hamstring.

"If you don't obey the referee, you will be expelled!" The instructor shouted loudly.

The dagger finally stopped above Ye Fei's feet, Zhao Tong stood up slowly, looked at Ye Fei covered in blood, and said with a grinning grin: "Boy, next time I meet you, you won't be so lucky. "

After finishing speaking, Zhao Tong ignored Ye Fei and turned to face Ye Chen who was under the ring. Then he swiped the dagger fiercely in front of his neck, making a neck-cutting motion.

Then, Zhao Tong hummed a little tune, twisted his buttocks, as if dancing with the rhythm, and walked towards his chair with twists and turns.

"Fei'er, how are you? Why are you so stupid." Under the ring, Ye Fei's mother was crying beside Ye Fei, and his father had a look of grief.

Ye Chen walked up to Ye Fei, who was being carried. After seeing Ye Chen, he showed an ugly smile and said, "Patriarch, I didn't embarrass you."

Yechen nodded and said, "I see, you are not bad."

After Ye Fei heard the words, he smiled foolishly and happily.

Ye Chen said to Ye Sheng, "Go to Shanhai Tower and buy a second-grade healing medicine for Ye Fei."

Although Yechen's power has the function of restoring vitality, Yechen doesn't want to use it in public.

Ye Fei was carried away and became the top 32 contestants among this year's graduates.

Yechen didn't know Yefei's real thoughts, but his performance was already qualified, and for Yechen, it was enough.

The next battle was between Qiu Mengshu and a student from Jiangyin College. This student was very talented. Although his skills and martial arts were far inferior to Qiu Mengshu's, he persisted under him for more than a minute, and finally voluntarily surrendered. .

Before leaving, Qiu Mengshu smiled at Yechen, and then left.

Next, it was the battle between No. 5 and No. 6. Ye Chen's opponent turned out to be a child of the Lin family.

The disciples of the Lin family came to the stage first, and when they saw that their opponent was Ye Chen, they smiled wryly at Ye Chen, and said, "Young Master Ye."

"what's your name?"

This young man from the Lin family clasped his fists at Ye Chen and said, "Report to Mr. Ye, my subordinate Lin Qiao."

Yechen nodded and said, "Your performance was not bad before."

Lin Qiao could only continue to smile wryly. He was two years older than Ye Chen, but this scene seemed to be that the elders were teaching the younger generation. However, Lin Qiao had seen Ye Chen's strength before, so he didn't feel that Ye Chen's old-fashioned words There was nothing wrong with it, and he didn't say that he had to compete with Ye Chen. After bowing to Ye Chen, he said, "If Mr. Ye has nothing else to do, I'll go down first."

"Well, go ahead. Don't join other forces." Ye Chen said calmly.

"Ah, yes!" Although he was dissatisfied, Lin Qiao didn't dare to disobey. He knew the status of the Lin family in front of Yechen, and any careless actions could lead to the destruction of the Lin family.

(Brothers, it's the fifth update again, hehe, Xiaoshu once again confidently begged for free recommendation tickets...)
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