Western competition, on the field.

The match between Mr. Zhou and Sarhan is still going on.

"Who do you think will win?"

One man whispered.

"I feel that Salhan of the Yili family is more likely to win. The old man from the Overseas Chinese Association has been injured and his movements are greatly restricted..."

Another person speculated and analyzed.

In their opinion, Mr. Zhou was subjected to Sarhan's first negligence because of his initial negligence. At this moment, his strength has been affected. If he continues to fight, he may not be able to hold on for long.

On the field.

Sarhan looked proud, holding two broken blades in his hand, pressing towards Mr. Zhou step by step.

"Old guy, you are already like this, so don't hold on anymore. I'll die of excessive blood loss later. I'm not responsible, haha..."

Saarhan said proudly.

Mr. Zhou was forced into a corner of the field and had no way out.

At this moment, the wound on his leg was bleeding from the violent fight just now, and the field was covered in blood.

"Despicable guy, even if I give you one leg, do you think you can defeat me?"

Mr. Zhou said coldly.

"Ah, it's already this time, and I'm still gritting my teeth and holding on."

"Then I'll see how long you can last!"

Saarhan said.

After saying that, Sarhan quickly stepped forward, and the two blades came out together, and the cold air rushed to launch a final attack on Mr. Zhou.

Old Zhou's brows sank, his expression calmly, and he had no intention of panic.

"Red Flame Fist!"

The words fell.

Mr. Zhou condensed his energy all over his body, stepped out quickly, and started a counterattack. Now, Mr. Zhou has no way out.

There are only two choices in front of Mr. Zhou, either counterattack or be forced to leave the arena and admit defeat!

Qin Muran chose himself as a trust in himself, how could he live up to his superiors’ trust in him?

Mr. Zhou is now fully capable and even has a desperate aura.

Sarhan hurriedly met with both blades. Under the continuous attacks of Old Zhou's Red Flame Fist, he began to counterattack as a defense and took a few steps back.

"Old man, you are planning to fight my life with me!"

Saarhan said in surprise.

"Yes, I can be trusted by President Qin. Even if I have fought for this life today, I will still win this competition!"

Mr. Zhou said coldly.

After saying that.

Mr. Zhou fought desperately with a stronger offensive. Although the wounds on his legs were bleeding profusely, he seemed to have forgotten the pain.

Sarhan quickly took it back and began to struggle.

"Old guy, since you are seeking death, I will fulfill your wishes."

After avoiding Mr. Zhou's several red flame fists, Sarhan leaped, turned around and waved his sleeves.

brush!

brush!

brush!

Three winds sounded, and three dark marks shot out from Sarhan's sleeves in an instant and flew towards Old Zhou.

Old Zhou looked solemn, quickly stepped forward, slightly sideways, dodged three dark marks, grabbed them with his backhand, and caught Sarhan's dark mark with bare hands.

A turn.

Wave and throw it away!

The dark mark was bounced and thrown out and shot towards Sarhan's chest.

Sarhan didn't react and hurriedly dodged, but the dark mark still struck his shoulder and cut a deep wound on his left shoulder.

Taking advantage of the opportunity of Salhan's injury, he was slow to react.

Old Zhou reluctantly stepped out quickly, and his energy all over his body was punched and hit Sarhan's chest with a red flame punch.

Fire is everywhere.

ah!

A scream.

The next moment, Sarhan was beaten more than ten steps away by Mr. Zhou, and almost fell off the field. Then he knelt on the ground with one leg, covered his chest with his right hand, and a mouthful of blood was overflowing from the corner of his mouth.

Even so, Mr. Zhou did not stop, but walked out quickly and pursued the victory.

A fire fist hit Sarhan's forehead.

Just as Mr. Zhou's fist fell one inch on Salhan's forehead, Salhan reluctantly said something from his mouth.

"etc!"

"I surrender!"

Sarhan said tactfully that Old Zhou's fist stopped in the air and did not fall.

Otherwise, if this punch goes down, Sarhan's head will be opened by Mr. Zhou, but Mr. Zhou doesn't want to kill anyone.

He is different from Elena.

On the field, you can just talk about winning or losing, there is no need to fight to the death.

"Boy, you surrender quickly, otherwise, my fist is not a vegetarian..."

Mr. Zhou said.

After saying that, Mr. Zhou turned around, endured the huge pain, and looked at Qin Muran in the VIP seat, showing a slight smile.

It was at this time.

brush!

A dark mark flew out, Old Zhou brows slightly solemnly, and he slowly turned around and looked at it, and a dark mark was inserted into his ribs.

"You, you..."

Mr. Zhou said powerlessly.

Sarhan raised his lips and a hint of smug smile appeared on his face.

"Old man, I regret it. I don't plan to admit defeat!"

Saarhan said shamelessly.

"despicable!"

Mr. Zhou covered his wounds and took a few steps back. The entire venue heard a condemnation of Sarhan's despicable behavior.

However, the winning or losing of the Western Conference is not counted without the announcement of the host.

"Old guy, you're forcing me. Pay attention to your back in the future and don't be too proud, haha..."

Sarhan sneered coldly.

now.

Qin Muran, sitting in the VIP seat, frowned, his face instantly became much more solemn. He held the wine glass's hand and exerted lightly.

Snap!

The wine glass in his hand was broken all over the floor.

He knew that Salhan was despicable, but he didn't expect that he could be so despicable.

This is not the point. If Mr. Zhou is defeated, the Overseas Chinese Association will not even pass the preliminary round. He is a dignified Lama, but he has not even passed the preliminary round in the Western Conference. Isn’t this a shame to the entire Palace of Lama?

"Does this Erie family don't want to exist in Granse Castle City?"

Qin Muran said coldly.

"President Qin, everyone from the Yili family is despicable. Mr. Zhou is really careless!"

Uncle Li said anxiously.

While speaking, Li Bo was ready to intervene forcibly, but was scolded by Qin Muran with a look.

"President Qin, are we just watching Old Zhou die on the field?"
To be continued...