I, Yang Jian, devour billions of systems

"The red side wins!"

The prison guard loudly announced the result of the competition, but all the audience present did not burst into any applause or cheers. Everyone's eyes were all focused on Yang Xuan, and their mood could not be calm for a long time.

Otomo Masamune's berserk blow just now can be said to have shocked everyone present, no one would think that Yang Xuan could survive such a fierce killing move.

But Yang Xuyan just won, and he forcibly caught the blow that Otomo Masamune tried his best!
Silently looking at Otomo Shozo's body that was gradually getting colder, Yang Xuan sighed softly, silently turned the Pu Dao into a folding fan, and put it away.

When the two of them exchanged moves just now, Yang Xuan just cut open his abdomen with the tip of a knife, but didn't hit a vital point, leaving him with a glimmer of life.

However, the secret medicine Otomo Zhengsan took was too strong. With his half-hundred body and the strong suppression of the trapped fairy formation, he was already seriously injured before the fight.
Even if he didn't fight Yang Xuan, his vitality had already been burned out, and he couldn't live for more than 3 minutes.

"To be able to have such a superb attainment in saber arts, you must be a person who is dedicated to martial arts. It's just that you made a wrong step and wasted your great future in vain."

Yang Xuan slowly walked to Otomo Masamori's body, bent down, wiped it lightly, and closed his eyes.

For the creatures in this world, Yang Xuan always treats them with tolerance and compassion.

Whoever's life is not a bright picture scroll, needs to devote his whole life to leave a strong ink on this picture scroll, and try his best to write the splendor of his life.

But Otomo Shozo's writing stopped abruptly at the most exciting point, which made Yang Xuan feel a little regretful.

I thought that if Otomo Masamune hadn't come to Hai'ao City to preach and offended Xu Banshan, maybe he would have been in a different situation, and he wouldn't have ended up dying in vain.

After smoothly devouring Otomo Shozo's prefecture-level kendo system, Yang Xuan silently walked off the ring and returned to his position.

He took out herbal jelly cigarettes from his pocket, lit one and let out a long puff of smoke.

Looking up at Gu Xingye, there was a chill in Yang Xuan's eyes.

Judging from Otomo Masamune's performance, he must have been instigated by Gu Xingye, and the secret method of burning the primordial spirit was naturally written by Gu Xingye.

Unexpectedly, in order to take his life, Gu Xingye would not hesitate to let the prisoners in the North District use the brutal secret method of burning the soul, Yang Xuan immediately became dissatisfied with Gu Xingye.

Next, Wang Renhai faced the prisoner who was also from the North District. Yang Xuan didn't have time to think, and immediately looked up to the ring.

There was not much communication between the two, only after the prison guard announced the start, Wang Renhai and his opponent immediately fought.

Wang Renhai held a two-meter-five-meter gun with a pure steel body as thick as a goose egg, and it swung like a tiger.

However, his opponent held two sabers and was quick. Although he did not have any advantage in weapons, he was evenly matched with Wang Renhai by virtue of his sharp footwork.

Seeing the two of them back and forth on the stage, killing each other frequently, and full of blood, the audience around them also cheered and applauded.Every time I saw something exciting, there were bursts of exclamations in the stands.

The duel between the two has heated up the atmosphere of the audience. With the feedback from the surrounding audience, the moves of the two have become faster, more powerful, and more lethal at the same time.

Wang Renhai was injured, and after several fights, the blood holes on his back were continuously dripping down, and the back of his prison uniform was already stained dark red.

Then look at his opponent's breath even as he flickers around, his state is far superior to Wang Renhai's.

Judging from the current state of the two, Wang Renhai's defeat is only a matter of time, as long as the opponent can exhaust his physical strength, taking his life is just a matter of effort.

Huang Fuxiong sneered while watching on the stage, and saw Wang Renhai's left arm was cut, he immediately clapped his hands and applauded, attracting cheers from the audience.

Everyone understood that Huangfuxiong's purpose was to torture and kill Wang Renhai, so that whenever Wang Renhai fell into danger, bursts of warm applause and cheers would always erupt from the surroundings.

The surrounding environment has already put Wang Renhai into a position of defeat, but he still clenched his teeth, with the big spear in his hand like a swimming dragon, and tried his best to meet the enemy.

But after a few strokes, Wang Renhai's face turned pale, and large drops of sweat dripped down his chin continuously, soaking his front and sticking it tightly to his chest.

This was a sign of his exhaustion. Yang Xuan could tell that with his current state, he would lose if he lasted for another 3 minutes at most, and he would definitely end up in a tragic end.

Yang Xuan held the folding fan tightly, Wang Renhai was his favorite supernatural being, he must not die here.

In desperation, Yang Xuan could only keep an eye on the situation on the field, and would come to the stage to save people if something went wrong.He can't break the rules, but at least he can save Wang Renhai's life, so that he can make a long-term plan in the future.

"Clang clang clang!"

Wang Renhai stabbed repeatedly with the spear in his hand, exhausted his last strength to force the opponent back, then immediately half-kneeled on the ground, clutching his chest and began to pant violently.

He was already at the end of his strength, the wound on his back had been torn open, and pain and fatigue instantly flooded his whole body.

The opponent holding the double knives laughed out loud when he saw this, swiped the two knives and smashed the knife, raised his head high, and bowed slightly to Huangfu Xiong with pride.

"My lord, the next scene will be bloody. In order not to dirty your eyes, please turn your head away."

The man reminded Huangfuxiong very respectfully, but more importantly, he was showing off his achievements to him.

Huangfuxiong waved his hand in satisfaction, motioning him to continue, and then stared at Wang Renhai intently, eyes full of hatred.

"Killing my male favorite and letting you die so happily is already the king's grace, go down and accompany him, he must be very lonely down here."

Huangfuxiong said something silently, and gave Gu Xingye a meaningful look.

"I have been friends with Brother Bai for a long time, and I also feel very sorry for his death. But the man has passed away, please take care of your body, little prince."

Gu Xingye knelt down beside Huangfuxiong again, rubbing his thigh ambiguously, and said softly.

"puff!"

While the two were talking, there was a sudden muffled sound from the ring, and a handful of blood sprayed out, causing the entire audience to exclaim!

Huangfuxiong turned his head triumphantly and looked towards the ring, but when he saw Wang Renhai piercing his opponent's body with a spear, he immediately stood up in shock!

Gu Xingye also realized what had happened in the arena, so he quickly got up and came to Huangfuxiong's side, and cried out in surprise:

"Impossible! This is simply impossible! How could Wang Renhai win!"