C27 (2/2)
”Xin Er!” As they pushed and shoved, a roar came from the audience, silencing them. A tall figure jumped down from the audience stands.
Chang Lou suddenly opened his eyes. He was very familiar with that voice, it was Chang Hu's voice, and he was also very familiar with Xin'er's voice, it belonged to his half-sister.
”What happened to Xin'er?” For some inexplicable reason, Chang Lou felt flustered. Jumping up high, she ran towards the fourth ring.
”You are not allowed to leave the stage without permission until the end of the match!” The Iron Eagle Guard grabbed him and firmly held him down.
His iron prison like hands caused Chang Lou to feel despair and despair, and he roared loudly, ”I give up! You can let me go now! ”
The Iron Eagle Guard coldly said, ”You can't give up even if you want to. You must wait until the end of the match before you can leave!”
Chang Lou slumped back into her chair. She couldn't help but shed two tears. The back of her hand felt cold. Suddenly, he thought of something and anxiously asked the Iron Eagle Guard, ”Can I go on stage now?”
The Iron Eagle Guard nodded, ”As long as the few in front allow you, you can go on stage!”
The building directly ignored the words' the first few places allowed 'and jumped up onto the platform. Although the few people below the stage felt a little uncomfortable because they felt that they had been trampled on, when they thought about Xu Shen's horrible encounter and Chang Lou's cold, murderous aura, their dissatisfaction vanished. If they went up and lost their lives, why not offer it up as a sacrifice?
”Yo!” Wang Qingxu's lips curved up in a smile. He waved his paper fan and continued to put on an air of grandeur.
”Scram!” I don't have time to bullshit with you! Everyone else, come up together! I'm in a hurry to kill someone! ” Chang Lou didn't have any mood to try to get close to him. She just wanted to end the fight as soon as possible and go over to see her sister. It seemed like there was a fight at Station Four, and the situation wasn't looking good.
Wang Qingxu laughed when he heard this. ”You sure have a big mouth, but it's usually easier to die if you have a big mouth!”
”Get over here!” Ignoring the sullen look on Wang Qingxu's face, Chang Lou shouted at the ten angry men sitting below.
”Having strength is amazing!”
”Those who come out of the death row can look down on others!”
”Watch this daddy cut you up!”
Even Xu Zhe, who had always been the one to draw the aggro, not only made the audience and the ten people on the left feel that he was being arrogant, but even some of the people on his side and the judges felt that he had gone too far.
The Iron Eagle Guard interrupted him with a cold face, ”According to the rules, you can only fight with one person at a time!”
Chang Lou didn't say anything more. If he knew the rules were so rigid, he wouldn't have said anything. Otherwise, Wang Qingxu would have been sent off by him by now.
The Quicksand Sword was unsheathed, and Blackwater True Qi wrapped around the tip of the Quicksand Sword. Chang Lou immediately used his weakest sword move at present, ”Withering Swirl Wind Sword”.
The black sword qi was like a gust of wind that had just broken free from the pine forest, bringing with it the aura of desolation that could only be felt in winter, directly destroying Wang Qingxu's green barrier. Before the barrier could dissipate, Wang Qingxu's paper fan had already turned around and directly kicked at his lower abdomen.
An enormous power kicked Wang Qingxu out of the arena, which had a radius of over a hundred zhang.
Wang Qingxu was still Wang Qingxu after all. He was no small fry. When he landed, a green vine appeared in the air and whipped him back into the air. Before he could even stand still, it seemed that Chang Lou had expected him to do this. Black water Zhen Qi condensed into ten black palm prints, and with a flash, they rushed towards Wang Qingxu.