After marrying, I spoiled His Majesty the Holy Monarch

Chapter 395
Now that he took it out again, the spirit boots were still as good as new, thinking about others when seeing things, reminding him of the good old days again.

Thinking that the good times are gone, Wu Xingzhi's mood is not so good.

As soon as he jumped into the air, he naturally made a bad face at his opponent.

Since he was in a bad mood, he had to vent.

Therefore, Wu Xingzhi didn't end the battle directly this time, and fought with his opponent for a rare occasion.

No, to be precise, it was a unilateral abuse!
I saw that the handsome young man from Ling Yuan's team didn't have any strength to fight back, and could only be beaten passively.

The handsome young man was not stupid, and soon realized the gap in strength between himself and Wu Xingzhi. With such a gap, even if he put all his strength together, he would have no chance of winning.

So, he wanted to admit defeat.

However, Wu Xingzhi hadn't beaten enough yet, how could he be given a chance to admit defeat, the speed of the beating became more and more rapid, and he didn't give the other party any chance to speak.

In the distance, the handsome young teammates of the Lingyuan team saw their teammates being beaten one-sidedly, and the other party was merciless, punching to the flesh, and the cracking sound of fractures could be heard from such a distance.

Someone couldn't help but wanted to step forward to stop it, but was stopped by the senior senior brother, "The game is not over yet, others must not interfere."

"But…"

"This is the minimum respect for the contestants." After all, when the opponent was beaten by their side in the first round, the opponent didn't intervene, right?

Unless the younger brother admits defeat, they can only watch on.

The elder brother looked so serious, the disciple had no choice but to hold back first.

In the end, after fighting for an unknown amount of time, probably feeling tired, Wu Xingzhi finally stopped, and said in a low tone, "You can admit defeat."

Handsome young man: "..."

I have never met such a brazen person!
It is enough to admit that you are so aggrieved even if you lose.

However, he couldn't beat him. In the end, the handsome young man had no choice but to endure his depression, and said, "Um...stunned...su."

Although he was a little slurred, everyone understood the meaning, so Nan Jiuli took advantage of the situation and said, "We must have won this game."

"I said just now that luck can't always be on your side."

Nan Jiuli raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, that smile was very dazzling to the members of Ling Yuan's team, and he wanted to go up and punch him.

Especially the baby-faced youth, who thought that he didn't come here to avenge his teammates.

Obviously, the senior brother suffered much more severe injuries than he did before, what should he do if his hands are itchy again?
Unfortunately - can not.

The big brother of Ling Yuan's team didn't want his teammates to be too entangled in this matter, so he said directly: "There are still two rounds, and the outcome is still unknown."

Nan Jiuli was noncommittal and didn't say much, but only signaled to Qiao Yu that he could play.

Qiao Yu nodded, he had prepared it long ago, and there was no need to use the spirit boots given by Ling Yuan's team. He does not lack a pair of spirit boots in Lingyangmen.

As for why he didn't take it out and share it with his teammates, it's because he only had a pair this time, and he doesn't like sharing his own things with others.

"Who will be my young master's opponent." Up in the air, Qiao Yu didn't talk nonsense, looking at Ling Yuan's team and asked directly.

The elder brother who is the leader of the Ling Yuan team also knows that Qiao Yu will play in one of the remaining two rounds, and he has long been prepared.

"Let me do it." He had long wanted to have a duel with this young master of Lingyangmen.

Qiao Yu wasn't surprised either, it was just what he wanted.

Furthermore, he has a heavy responsibility on his shoulders. In this round, he will neither lose nor lose.

The two nodded to each other, and the battle began directly.

Qiao Yu swung his long whip, and Brother Ling Yuan's weapon was still a sword.

Face to face, the long whip was wrapped around the long sword, the two sides confronted each other, and the spiritual power of the collision spread out, creating waves.

(End of this chapter)