Chapter 38 Okay, I admit defeat
His back felt cold, and the air of death on the sickle passed close to his waist. It was obviously not warm, but it penetrated more than the air of ice.

He couldn't imagine what would happen if he was stabbed.

After dodging, he immediately regrouped and launched another attack.But Xiao Zhan was one step ahead of him, and a series of moves came out one after another.

I saw Xiao Zhan holding the scythe with both hands, and a palm behind his back. After a circle, he raised it high above the top and chopped down.

Ma Shu didn't dare to be careless, and immediately held the gun with both hands to block horizontally!
Ding!
The death scythe hit the fire-pointed spear, and the power poured out. Ma Shu's arm suddenly bent, and his face twisted.Obviously, he couldn't resist this powerful force.

With a bang, he knelt down on one knee.

His face was red and his ears were red, and the veins on his neck were bulging, but he didn't dare to let go.

Xiao Zhan took the opportunity to kick out, hitting him in the chest, helping him to resolve the attack, but at the same time, the kick also kicked him away more than ten meters.

Ma Shu was shot out like a soccer ball, landed on the ground and rolled several times before barely stopping.

He only felt as if his chest had been hit by a boulder, and he almost couldn't catch his breath, and his face suddenly paled a lot.

Fortunately, he didn't fall under the arena.

"This Xiao Zhan, pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, he definitely has the strength of a first-rank spirit master!"

Ma Shu's expression was extremely solemn, he thought that he had already overestimated Xiao Zhan, but unexpectedly he still underestimated him.

He endured the pain and stood up, shaking the pointed gun in his hand, the red fringe of the gun suddenly jumped, turning into a mass of burning flames.

Ma Shu's momentum also increased a bit at this moment.

"That should be Liu Yan's innate skill, Lie Yan." Ye Youlong reminded Xiao Zhan in the consciousness space.

Xiao Zhan also stared at the flame, showing a trace of dignity.

"Xiao Zhan, accept the move."

In the face of a strong enemy, the best defense is to attack.Ma Shu rushed forward, the tip of the gun was burning with flames and stabbed straight at Xiao Zhan's face again.

The same move, but this time Xiao Zhan did not choose to dodge, but waved the long scythe in his hand to face the collision.

The two forces collided instantly.

The flames on the fire-tip gun suddenly moved and burned twice, forming a larger flame, like a flaming lion, opening its mouth to devour the Death Scythe.

Xiao Zhanyu's power spurred on!
When the death scythe was about to be devoured by the flames, a thick black flame spurted away from the scythe. The breath was so strong and the attack was so fierce, it seemed like compressed air burst out suddenly!

It directly extinguished the flaming lion of the fire-pointed gun, and its domineering power invaded and directly devoured the fire-pointed gun in reverse!
The flame on the fire-pointed gun went out instantly, and before Ma Shu could react, the flame was completely swallowed up.

Moreover, the rich aura of death was like gangrene attached to the bones, spiraling up and turning into a snake of death, wrapping around the body of the gun and eroding away from the tip of the gun towards Ma Shu step by step.

Ma Shu's face was terrified. Although the air of death was only covering the sharp spear for the time being, the imperial spirit master and the weapon spirit had concluded a contract, and there was a contract space as an intermediary, so Ma Shu could feel the deathly stillness of the air of death!

It was a feeling of life passing away!

He frantically stimulated the imperial energy in his body, trying to re-ignite the flame of the fire spear to counter the death energy.

But the air of death is too strong, this is not only the quality difference brought by the level of the weapon spirit, but also the sharing bonus of the life and death contract.

Therefore, no matter how he urged Yu Qi, the flame of the fire pointed gun showed no sign of rekindling.

His fear intensified again. If a spiritual master loses his weapon spirit, his combat effectiveness will be greatly weakened, and he will be almost unable to fight anymore.

Therefore, at this moment, he has no choice but to keep mobilizing his qi to break free from erosion, not daring to hold anything back.

Xiao Zhan seized this opportunity, swept Ma Shu to the ground with a backhand scythe, and then kicked a football in the stomach, causing him to curl up in an instant.

The sickle waved, and a cry of victory was drawn in the air, pointing directly at his head.

"you lose."

Three plain words spit out from Xiao Zhan's mouth.

Ma Shu's body was twisted in pain, and he really didn't want to just admit defeat, but the severe pain in his body and spirit made him unable to continue to resist at all.

Bang!
"I lost."

He punched the ground violently, very unwillingly.

Seeing him admitting defeat, Xiao Zhan immediately withdrew the death aura that eroded him, and the death scythe turned into Ye Youtaki, standing beside him pretty.

The victor's attitude is unmistakable.

"In this match, Xiao Zhan and Ye Youtaki won!"

The referee also announced immediately.

There was a burst of cheers and surprises from the audience.

What cheers is that Xiao Zhan has won!Surprised that Xiao Zhan actually won?
"Are you still sure of defeating him now?" Jiang Xian'er, who was watching from the beginning to the end in the waiting seat, couldn't help asking Zhao Long.

Zhao Long's expression was ugly at the moment, Xiao Zhan's strength was far beyond his expectation.

His own strength is about the same as that of Ma Shu and the others. If they face each other, he is confident that he can defeat Ma Shu, but he thinks he can't do it as easily as Xiao Zhan.

But this Xiao Zhan, after winning the battle, was almost blushing and heart-beating, except for a little consumption of Yu Qi, nothing else happened.

And the most important thing is that he didn't even see the use of blood skills.

He clenched his fists.

However, soon, his expression became relaxed again, and a hint of sternness flashed in the depths of his eyes, "Who said I couldn't beat him, did you see me fighting him?"

"No."

"That's it." Zhao Long sneered.

Haven't hit yet, you know you can't?
Jiang Xian'er was well aware of Zhao Long's strength, and at this moment, he could still say such confident words.

Suddenly blinked curious eyes.

Just as he was about to ask a question, the referee's voice sounded, "In the second round, Zhao Long and Jiang Xian'er will play against Chen Shun and Wu Qi!"

"Let's go, it's time for us to play." Zhao Long stood up.

Jiang Xian'er didn't ask any more.

Afterwards, the two of them stepped onto the competition stage.

Chen Shun and Wu Qi took the stage first, they both know each other.

The way Chen Shun looked at Zhao Long was the same as when he looked at Xiao Zhan, full of disdain.

Obviously, in his eyes, everyone here is rubbish.

"Zhao Long, just admit defeat and don't waste my time. With the strength of the two of you, you can't beat me." Chen Shun said very conceitedly.

His record is also very dazzling, almost every opponent can't make three moves.

With so many people in the audience, only Xiao Zhan could be more pretentious than him.

It's all in one move.

Therefore, Chen Shun’s real target is Xiao Zhan!

"Okay, I admit defeat." Zhao Long suddenly said cooperatively.

(End of this chapter)

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