Domineering

Chapter 72
When the two passed by each other, Chu Xisheng's blood-refined light steel knife broke through Zhuang Hongfei's soft armor like a thunderbolt, and drew a glaring bloodstain on his waist.

Zhuang Hongfei's 'golden silk soft armor' is tough and hard to break, but the blood-refined light steel knife infused with Chu Xisheng's true essence is also extremely sharp.

His knife not only cut through the soft armor, but also penetrated at least two inches into Zhuang Hongfei's waist, so that Zhuang Hongfei staggered a little when he landed, and the sudden pain in his left waist made him almost unable to stand still.

Zhuang Hongfei's pupils dilated and his thoughts froze for a moment.

On the one hand, this was due to the impact of Chu Xisheng's sword intent, and on the other hand, it was caused by the shock in his heart.

The waist injury is actually not a serious injury, and it doesn't have a big impact on his body skills.

Zhuang Hongfei was at a loss and couldn't believe it.

This is the first time he has been injured in the life and death competition since his debut.

At this moment, the entire fifth-floor stands in the Victory Building were as silent as death.

There was a look of astonishment on everyone's face. They didn't expect that Zhuang Hongfei was the one who was injured first!
That kid surnamed Chu, a rookie who came out of nowhere, could actually hurt Zhuang Hongfei, who had already won nineteen matches in a row!

"No way, he was able to cut Xiaozhuang—"

"how is this possible?"

"How could Xiaozhuang be hurt by him?"

"Fuck, I bet a hundred taels of magic silver on Zhuang Hongfei, don't pull your hips."

"Shit, this Chu Xisheng's swordsmanship and speed are so amazing."

On the ring, Zhuang Hongfei only reacted after being dazed for a moment.

Then a merciless anger filled his heart, chest, lungs and limbs like a lava eruption.

"Kill you!"

Zhuang Hongfei's eyes turned red, and he fired hundreds of hidden weapons in less than ten breaths.

This was beyond his best state in the past, those thunder hammers and death nails, like raindrops and storms, bombarded his opponents.

Chu Xisheng was also in a hurry for a while, he had to draw out his spare magic training light steel knife, and bowed left and right with both hands, barely blocking the storm of hidden weapons.

However, the distance between the two has once again widened to nearly eight feet.

At this moment, he saw Zhuang Hongfei raised his right arm again.

Without hesitation, Chu Xisheng strode forward abruptly to the left.

Then his brows and eyes raised slightly, and Zhuang Hongfei beside him was still stiff!Still a flaw!
This time, he was more prepared, and he swung the knife more violently.

His hundred-refined light-steel knife broke through Zhuang Hongfei's golden silk soft armor once again!
This time Chu Xisheng's blade locked onto Zhuang Hongfei's left arm. The sharp blade cut a deep bloodstain on his left arm, and the powerful blade almost severed Zhuang Hongfei's arm bone.

When the two passed by again, the victory building was dead silent, and almost everyone looked at this scene in shock and bewilderment.

Lu Luanli looked at the two people on the stage and felt it was incredible: "You actually won?"

At this time, although the two sides were still tied, Zhuang Hongfei, who was missing a hand, would definitely reduce his combat power greatly.

As long as Chu Xisheng doesn't make a big mistake, he will be able to seal the victory today!

The problem was that in her previous judgment, Chu Xisheng's odds of winning should have been less than [-]%.

Chu Yunyun raised the corners of her lips, showing an unexpected look.

Zhuang Hongfei practiced the 'Rainstorm Qiankun' style two months ago, but it has only been shown three times in the life and death competition.

He had never met a decent opponent in the arena, so naturally he didn't realize the flaw of his move.

Fighting in martial arts doesn't mean that the more powerful the move, the easier it is to use.

At this time, in the box A on the sixth floor, Li Cang, the one-armed swordsman, could no longer sit comfortably. He stood up abruptly, looking at the ring below with an extremely ugly expression.

"It looks like the kid surnamed Zhuang is going to lose."

Wu Meiniang had already replaced the new tobacco in the slot of the bong, but at this time she didn't care about smoking, but looked at Chu Xisheng in amazement: "I thought Zhuang Hongfei could use the trick of 'Heavy Rain' to blow Chu Xisheng solved it. As a result, he was wounded by Chu Xisheng with the same method twice in a row, did he see his weakness?"

"It's a flaw! His starting move of 'Rainstorm Universe' is too obvious, and his movements are also very forced, causing his upper body to become stiff. That kid surnamed Chu is also very smart, and has always kept a distance of about eight feet."

Du Yunlai, owner of Yunjian Villa, shook his head slightly: "Zhuang Hongfei is too impatient, this round is really unexpected."

If Zhuang Hongfei hadn't been in a hurry to deal with his opponent, and hadn't used the move of 'Rainstorm Universe', he could have dragged it until Chu Xisheng's essence was exhausted.

The smile on Zuo Qingyun's face could no longer be suppressed, and the corners of his lips were raised, drinking tea pretending to be calm.

He was in a very bad mood before, and he didn't care about the superb 'Xueyangchun' on the table, so that the tea was completely cold.

But at this moment, Zuo Qingyun felt that the cold tea had a special taste, it was bitter and sweet.

"I'm also surprised that Xiao Chu can win. Old Li, when will you send the 1 taels of magic silver? Don't just talk about it."

The one-armed swordsman Li Cang looked silent, and looked at Zhuang Hongfei and Chu Xisheng on the stage with sinister eyes for a while, then took out a stack of bank notes from his sleeve and patted them on the table.

"It was Li who was planted today."

Li Cang is a martial artist with a cultivation base of the sixth rank, so he has his own judgment on the battle situation.

At this moment, he only looked at Chu Xisheng's steady and never aggressive attitude, and knew that Zhuang Hongfei's chances of winning were very slim.

So he lost interest in the subsequent battle between the two, and walked out of the box directly.

"Order, after the life-and-death fight is over, if Zhuang Hongfei dies, drag his corpse to the dogs, and if he is not dead, also drag him to the dogs—"

His words also reached the ears of the three people in the box.

Both Wu Meiniang and Zuo Qingyun frowned, with a look of disgust on their faces.

The owner of Yunjian Villa, Du Yunlai, didn't change his face, he was smiling but not smiling, his eyes were calm and serene.

But at this moment in the arena, Zhuang Hongfei was panting violently, beads of sweat kept dripping from his forehead, and his right hand kept trembling.

The blood loss from his arms and waist not only took away a lot of his physical strength, but also caused him to lose a lot of real energy.

In order to prevent Chu Xisheng from approaching, Zhuang Hongfei could only swing his intact right hand more frequently, hitting the hidden weapon as quickly as possible.

This not only exhausted his physical strength more violently, but also made the muscles of his right hand gradually approaching the limit, on the verge of convulsions.

Chu Xisheng's figure was still approaching.

The distance between the two was less than six feet, and Chu Xisheng's long knife only needed to be swung forward to cut off his throat.

The point is that not only did his muscles throb, but there were not many hidden weapons left in the bag.

Zhuang Hongfei knew he couldn't drag it on any longer!

He opened his eyes angrily, and his pupils showed a desperate intention: "Give me the bag!"

Those were his two spare hidden weapon bags, which were placed in the rest area under the stage.

Just as Zhuang Hongfei finished speaking, a strong man in red from the audience threw two bulging leather bags onto the ring.

A look of disappointment flashed in Zhuang Hongfei's eyes.

Chu Xisheng didn't even pay attention to look at the leather bag, he was still focused, a blood-refined light steel knife weaved a deadly knife curtain, and kept rushing forward and then rushing forward!

Zhuang Hongfei was desperate, but he still lifted his right hand over his shoulder without hesitation.

It is still the same style of "Heavy Rain", which is the reason for his defeat today, and it is also the only way he can turn the tide of the battle.

Chu Xisheng raised his sword eyebrows slightly, he stepped left in time, and slashed back!

Chu Xisheng didn't stick to the rules. This time, his stepping distance was nearly half less than before.

In the next moment, his blade pierced into Zhuang Hongfei's chest, leaving a dazzling bloodstain, which almost split Zhuang Hongfei in two.

Especially the tail of the blood-refined light steel knife directly swept across Zhuang Hongfei's heart.

Chu Xisheng was slightly dazed. He had expected that this knife would at most cut off Zhuang Hongfei's left hand, or severely injure Zhuang Hongfei's waist.

As a result, this person bumped directly into his blade with his chest.

"So it was me who died today."

Zhuang Hongfei stood where he was, looking down at his chest with a self-deprecating expression.

"Is this what it's like to die? I'm so unwilling, I don't even have my head cut off—"

The light in his eyes gradually disappeared, and he fell down suddenly.

At this time, the entire winning building erupted into a clamor like thunder, and hundreds of betting tickets were thrown out of the stands, falling like snowflakes.

(End of this chapter)