When the two of them passed each other, Chu Xisheng's blood-forged light steel knife broke through Zhuang Hongfei's soft armor like a thunderbolt, pulling out a dazzling blood mark on his waist.
Zhuang Hongfei's 'soft golden silk armor' is certainly tough and difficult to break, but the blood-refined light steel knife infused with Chu Xisheng's true energy is also extremely sharp.
His knife not only cut through the soft armor, but also penetrated at least two inches into Zhuang Hongfei's waist, so that Zhuang Hongfei staggered a little when he landed on the ground. The sudden pain in his left waist made him almost unsteady.
Zhuang Hongfei's pupils dilated and his thoughts briefly stopped.
This was partly due to the impact of Chu Xisheng's sword intent, and partly due to the shock in his heart.
The injury to his waist was actually not a serious injury, and it had little impact on his body skills.
Zhuang Hongfei was at a loss and couldn't believe it.
This is the first time since his debut that he has been injured in a life and death competition.
At this moment, the entire fifth-floor grandstand in the Victory Building was as silent as death.
There was a look of astonishment on everyone's faces. They didn't expect that the first person to be injured was Zhuang Hongfei!
That boy named Chu, a newcomer who appeared out of nowhere, could actually hurt Zhuang Hongfei, who had already won nineteen consecutive games in the ring!
"No way, he can actually cut Xiaozhuang——"
"How can it be?"
"How could Xiaozhuang be hurt by him?"
"Fuck, I staked a hundred taels of magic silver on Zhuang Hongfei, so don't pull your crotch."
"Shit, this Chu Xisheng's sword skills and body speed are actually so amazing."
On the stage, Zhuang Hongfei was stunned for only a moment before he came to his senses.
Then a senseless rage filled his heart, chest, lungs, and limbs like an explosion of lava.
"Kill you!"
Zhuang Hongfei's eyes turned red, and he fired hundreds of hidden weapons in less than ten breaths.
This was beyond his previous best state. Those thunder hammers and funeral nails were hitting the opponent like a storm of raindrops.
Chu Xisheng was in a hurry for a while. He had to pull out a spare magical light steel sword and use both hands to draw the bow left and right, just to barely block the storm of hidden weapons.
However, the distance between the two people once again widened to nearly eight feet.
At this moment, he saw Zhuang Hongfei raise his right arm again.
Chu Xisheng did not hesitate and took a long step forward to the left.
Then he raised his eyebrows slightly. Zhuang Hongfei next to him was still stiff! There was still a flaw!
This time, he was more prepared and swung the sword even more fiercely.
His hundred-refined light steel sword once again broke through Zhuang Hongfei's soft gold armor!
This time Chu Xisheng's blade was locked on Zhuang Hongfei's left arm. The sharp blade cut a deep blood mark on his left arm. The powerful blade force almost cut off Zhuang Hongfei's arm bone.
When the two people passed each other again, the Victory Building had become deathly silent, and almost everyone looked at this scene in shock and confusion.
Lu Luanli looked at the two people on the stage and felt it was incredible: "You actually won?"
Although the outcome was still undecided between the two sides, Zhuang Hongfei, who was missing one hand, was bound to have his fighting power greatly reduced.
As long as Chu Xisheng doesn't make any big mistakes, he will definitely win today!
The problem was that in her previous judgment, Chu Xisheng's chance of winning should have been less than 10%.
The corners of Chu Yunyun's lips rose, with an unexpected look on her face.
Zhuang Hongfei perfected the 'Rainstorm Universe' style two months ago, but he only displayed it three times in the life and death competition.
He had never met a decent opponent in the ring, so naturally he was not aware of the flaw in his move.
In martial arts fighting, the more powerful the move is, the easier it is to use.
At this time, in the box A on the sixth floor, the one-armed swordsman Li Cang could no longer sit still. He stood up suddenly and looked at the ring below with an extremely ugly expression.
"It looks like the boy named Zhuang is going to lose."
Wu Meiniang had already replaced new tobacco in the slot of the pipe, but at this time she did not care about smoking, but looked at Chu Xisheng in great surprise: "I thought Zhuang Hongfei could use the 'Heavy Rain' move to kill Chu Xisheng.
Xi Sheng solved it. As a result, he was injured by Chu Xi Sheng using the same method twice in a row. Is this because someone discovered his weakness?"
"It's a flaw! The way he started to perform 'Heavenly Rain' was too obvious and his movements were too forced, causing his upper body to become stiff. The boy named Chu was also very smart and kept a distance of about eight feet."
Du Yunlai, the master of Yunjian Manor, shook his head slightly: "Zhuang Hongfei is too impatient. This game is really unexpected."
If Zhuang Hongfei wasn't in a hurry to deal with his opponent and didn't use the 'Heavenly Rain' move, he could have delayed Chu Xisheng until his true energy was exhausted.
The smile on Zuo Qingyun's face could no longer be suppressed, the corners of his lips raised, and he pretended to drink tea calmly.
He was in such a bad mood before that he didn't care about the top-notch "Snowy Yangchun" on the table, so that the tea was completely cold.
But at this moment, Zuo Qingyun felt that the cool tea had a unique taste, extremely bitter but sweet at the same time.
"I'm surprised too, Xiao Chu can actually win. Lao Li, when will you send the 10,000 taels of magic silver? Don't talk nonsense."
Li Cang, the one-armed swordsman, looked silent and looked at Zhuang Hongfei and Chu Xisheng on the stage with sinister eyes. Then he took out a stack of banknotes from his sleeve and slapped them on the table.
"It was Mr. Li who was in trouble today."
Li Cang is a martial arts cultivator at the sixth level, and he has his own judgment on the situation of the battle.
At this time, he only looked at Chu Xisheng's steady and steady attitude, never making any rash moves, and knew that Zhuang Hongfei's chances of winning were extremely slim.
So he lost interest in the subsequent battle between the two and walked out of the box directly.
"Go ahead and tell me, after the life-and-death contest is over, if Zhuang Hongfei dies, drag his body to feed the dogs. If he is not dead, drag his body to feed the dogs as well -"
His words also reached the ears of the three people in the box.
Wu Meiniang and Zuo Qingyun both frowned, with a look of disgust on their faces.
The master of Yunjian Manor Du Yunlai did not change his expression. He seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and his eyes were indifferent and tranquil.
At this time, in the ring, Zhuang Hongfei was panting violently, big beads of sweat kept pouring from his forehead, and his right hand kept shaking.
The blood loss in his arms and waist not only took away a lot of his physical strength, but also caused him to lose a lot of real energy.
In order to prevent Chu Xisheng from approaching, Zhuang Hongfei's intact right hand could only wave more frequently and hit the hidden weapon as quickly as possible.
This not only consumed his physical strength even more intensely, but also caused the muscles in his right hand to gradually reach their limit and be on the verge of convulsions.
Chu Xisheng's figure continued to approach.
The distance between the two was already less than six feet, and Chu Xisheng's long knife could cut off his throat with just one swing.
The key is that not only did his muscles ache, but there were not many hidden weapons left in the bag.
Zhuang Hongfei knew he couldn't delay it any longer!
His eyes were wide open, and his pupils revealed a desperate intention: "Give me the bag!"
Those were his two spare concealed weapon bags, which were placed in the rest area under the stage.
Just as Zhuang Hongfei finished speaking, there was a strong man in red in the audience and threw two bulging leather bags onto the ring.
A hint of disappointment flashed in Zhuang Hongfei's eyes.
Chu Xisheng didn't even glance at the leather bag. He remained focused. A blood-forged light steel knife weaved a deadly curtain of swords, and he continued to rush forward, and then rush forward again!
Zhuang Hongfei was desperate, but he still raised his right hand over his shoulder without hesitation.
Still using the 'Heavy Rain Universe' style, this was the reason for his defeat today, and it was also the only way he could turn the tide of the battle.
Chu Xisheng raised his sword eyebrow slightly, he stepped left in time and slashed back!
Chu Xisheng did not stick to the rules. This time, his stepping distance was nearly half less than before.
In the next moment, his blade penetrated Zhuang Hongfei's chest, cutting out a dazzling blood mark and almost splitting Zhuang Hongfei in two.
Especially the tail of the blood-refined light steel knife directly swept through Zhuang Hongfei's heart.
Chu Xisheng was slightly dazed. He originally expected that this sword attack would at best cut off Zhuang Hongfei's left hand, or severely injure Zhuang Hongfei's waist.
As a result, this person actually hit his blade with his chest.
"It turns out it was me who died today."
Zhuang Hongfei stood there, looking down at his chest, looking self-deprecating.
"Is this what death feels like? I'm so unwilling to accept it. I don't even have a chance to eat -"
The light in his eyes gradually disappeared, and the whole person collapsed.
At this time, the entire winning and losing building erupted into a thunderous noise, and hundreds of betting tickets were thrown out of the stands, falling like snowflakes.
This chapter has been completed!