Chapter 11 Generous Light【3】

Yan Wei also heard what Yan Mingyue said, and murmured: "Impossible."

There was an uproar, and it exploded!

"How is it possible, Yanzhuzhu is the fifth level of the Spirit Dou! My God——"

"Two moves, it's only two moves, no spiritual power yet!!!"

The boys and girls below stared wide-eyed, their eyes filled with disbelief.

On the field, Yan Li looked down, looked at the Yan Zhuzhu on the ground, and snorted coldly.

Yan Zhuzhu's hands had already been wrenched off, she was in so much pain that she couldn't even speak, her forehead was covered with cold sweat, and her face was full of anger, obviously she was not reconciled.

"Zhuzhu!!!" The second uncle yelled and rushed over, but was blocked by a person.

It was the youngest uncle, the eighth uncle, who seemed to be only about 25 years old, and stopped the second uncle.

"Second brother, that's a competition, it's not over yet, people outside the field can't interfere!"

"What do you mean!?" The second uncle said angrily.

"Isn't this competition over? Niece Zhuzhu hasn't conceded defeat yet, you can tell by her expression, isn't it, Second Brother!" Uncle Ba said, with the corners of his mouth curled up.

The second uncle stared at the eighth uncle with wide eyes, "Yan Qianfeng, you are ruthless!"

Uncle Ba smiled, "Second brother, look at what you said, as spirit fighters, we respect the strong, and of course we also have our arrogance, what do you think, don't you?"

Yan Li raised his eyebrows and looked at the two uncles over there.

What, is it an infighting?
The old ancestor stood up, "Okay, okay, you two don't talk anymore, you are not afraid of being laughed at by the younger generation, really!"

Eighth Uncle bowed, "Father said, Qian Feng knew he was wrong."

"Father, Zhuzhu her" before the second uncle finished speaking, Yan Zhuzhu's angry voice sounded.

"How could I lose to this little bastard, she is a waste, I will never lose!!!"

As the proud daughter of heaven, she was defeated by an unknown good-for-nothing in two moves, but she still refused to admit it psychologically.

So everyone looked at Yan Li, only to see Yan Li suddenly sighed.

There was no special emotional expression on his face, but some people noticed the bloodthirsty light in his eyes.

It made people startled, like a king who did not tolerate blasphemy, brewing a violent storm.

The old lady stood up.

Yan Li's voice was like the voice of the god of death from hell, piercing the bones like ice arrows.

"Trash, then, from now on, you will live in this world with this name!"

"Yan Li—" the old lady exclaimed.

Yan Li acted as if she had never heard of it, and suddenly stepped on Yan Zhuzhu's chest.

At that moment, the sound of 'bang bang bang' sounded in the air.

The second uncle's eyes widened.

Everyone looked at Yan Li in shock, with deep fear in their eyes.

It was only because after Yan Li's kick, all the meridians in Yan Zhuzhu's limbs suddenly broke off in an instant.

The sound of the meridian breaking is clear and audible!

Yan Zhuzhu didn't even have time to cry out in pain, she passed out.

A silence.

"Zhuzhu!!!" The second uncle rushed over and hugged Yan Zhuzhu, with a look of anger on his face, "How dare you treat my daughter like this, you—"

The second uncle is a little out of control.

Yan Li took a step back and looked at him coldly.

No panic at all.

Second Uncle's body sent out a greater airflow of spiritual power, surrounding him.

(End of this chapter)

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