Chapter 1270: 30 Seconds, Defeat

"I want to see how Zi Ang loses to the fifth guy on the Puhai Young Tigers list after three minutes."

Rong Yue sneered again and again.

Although she didn't think much of Lin Yi originally, but because of Ju Xing'an's face, she didn't mind showing superficial friendliness, at least she wouldn't despise and reject Lin Yi because of the huge difference in status.

But now it seems that Rong Yue feels that she needs to draw a clear line with Lin Yi. If Ju Xing'an still plans to forcefully bring him into their circle in the future, Rong Yue will probably stand up and oppose it.

The countdown on the phone passed by one minute and one second.

In the arena, Lu Ziang's fists became stronger and stronger, and he became more and more courageous as he fought, while Shen Kunpeng, the fifth young tiger, retreated and retreated, and was about to be forced into the sea water behind him in a blink of an eye.

"Let's stop here."

Lu Ziang paused his steps and smiled coldly. Everyone saw that he grasped empty-handedly with one hand, and took out a long sword transformed from strength from the air. The edge of the sword rose, and it brought out white gusts visible to the naked eye, sweeping across the air. The brownish-yellow gravel under his feet, as well as the sea water above him, were also lifted up by a sword.

Sea water mixed with sand and stones, condensed on Lu Ziang's sword edge, at this moment he turned around suddenly, and stabbed straight at Shen Kunpeng in front of him.

The momentum of this sword is like a rainbow, forming a straight path from his feet forward, with dust flying, and he himself is as handsome and handsome as an ancient swordsman.

The faces of the people who were still some distance away from here changed. In their ears, there were bursts of sword sounds, and the piercing sword energy made many people feel chills, as if the next second To be killed by the sword in Lu Ziang's hand.

"What a strong sword energy!"

"I'm not mistaken, is this a movie?"

"My god, the special effects in movies don't even have such special effects! Who is that guy? Damn, he's even tougher than Shen Kunpeng, the fifth young tiger!"

The crowd looked over there, their faces changed drastically.

The strength displayed by Lu Ziang impressed them from the bottom of their hearts.

Because of Shen Kunpeng's name, now that Lu Ziang is forcing him back again and again, it contrasts Lu Ziang's strength.

"Fight, you are fighting back!"

Duan Changmao's face turned slightly pale,

Some anxious.

Seeing this scene, Rong Yue glanced at the countdown timer on her hand: "There is one minute and thirty seconds left."

"Now Ziang clearly has an absolute advantage. That Shen Kunpeng wants to turn defeat into victory in such a short period of time, do you think it is possible?"

Rong Yue looked at Lin Yi and smiled: "If you change your mind now, I can stop the countdown immediately."

"Yes, yes, I will lose in three minutes, and I don't know who will be defeated in three minutes." Liu Hanxiang, who was hiding behind Rongyue, poked his head out, and was angry at Lin Yi.

Chen Linyan was worried, while Luo Yaoyi wanted to rush up and fight Liu Hanxiang, so scared that Liu Hanxiang retracted her neck again.

"It doesn't take one minute and thirty seconds, at most thirty seconds, the outcome can be seen."

Lin Yi shook his head with an ordinary tone.

As soon as these words came out, Ju Xing'an's face next to him trembled uncontrollably. He frowned and glanced at Lin Yi. He wanted to say something, but in the end he saw that Lin Yi was indifferent. He just shook his head and didn't say much.

"Thirty seconds? You can really blow."

Rong Yue glanced at the time: "Now another ten seconds have passed, and there are still twenty seconds left."

"It's windy today, aren't you afraid of sticking your tongue when you speak?"

After Rong Yue finished speaking, she suddenly heard someone around her exclaiming.

"what is that?"

"What's in Shen Kunpeng's hand? Could it be a stick?"

"Fuck! What a big mallet!"

The onlookers let out a burst of exclamation and surprise.

Rong Yue and the others were startled, and quickly turned their heads to look.

I saw Lu Ziang holding a sword in his hand, and his swordsmanship was as elegant as clouds. After that sword was thrust out, he would force Shen Kunpeng back five steps. Seeing the next sword approaching, this sword would definitely be able to directly and completely intimidate Shen Kunpeng.

However, he never thought that Shen Kunpeng, who had been retreating steadily, held up his right hand at this moment, and at some point in his hand, a mallet more than two meters long appeared in his hand!

"It's really over here. I thought you were from Yanjing and would have some tricks, but I've given you such a long time, and I haven't seen a fart from your subordinates. It's a waste of my time!"

Shen Kunpeng sneered, the long mallet in his hand was not as handsome as the long sword in Lu Ziang's hand in terms of shape, and in terms of power, others could not feel the mighty and domineering power.

But as soon as the mallet fell into Shen Kunpeng's hands, after he was forced back five steps by Lu Ziang's sword, he immediately stopped his backward steps, stepped forward instead of retreating.

"I am already defeated by my subordinates, this sword will defeat you!"

Lu Ziang gave a high-pitched shout, his momentum was like a rainbow.

He strode forward, and the sword of strength in his hand was even more fierce, and his aura pierced the sky, making the people around him gasp in amazement.

"It's good that you and I are both in the fourth rank, but the fourth rank also has high and low distinctions! An unknown rat from Yanjing wants to defeat me as the fifth Puhai young tiger? It's ridiculous!"

Shen Kunpeng laughed wildly.

He swung the two-meter-long mallet in his hands with both hands, and rushed straight to meet Lu Ziang's sword.

This mallet came without fancy, let alone too much movement.

The simple mallet collided with the mysterious long sword in Lu Ziang's hand in mid-air.

Boom!

There was a crisp sound.

Many people around subconsciously covered their ears, and their eardrums ached from the sound.

Chen Linyan's complexion changed, and she felt an invisible gust of wind sweeping towards her, but the moment the gust of wind was about to hit her face, Lin Yijian waved her hand and completely dispersed it.

Rong Yue and Liu Hanxiang were turned pale by the sound, and Ju Xing'an was never affected because he was a little closer to Lin Yi.

"how is this possible!"

Lu Ziang looked horrified, as if he had seen something terrible.

Everyone looked intently.

Even the powerful long sword that was left in Lu Ziang's hand a moment ago, was broken inch by inch under the hammer of the mallet at this second!

The whole sword of strength dissipated into nothingness in midair.

"Puhai Cub is fifth, not as weak as you think."

Shen Kunpeng sneered, took a step forward, swung the mallet again, and swung it directly at Lu Ziang.

Wherever the mallet passed, the wind was loud.

In the next second, the whole mallet hit Lu Ziang's chest directly, sending him flying with one blow, and Lu Ziang flew away a long distance with a whoosh!

Thanks for the threesomes, there must be a light bulb, a clown is performing, a love, a love, and a consistent 1.

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