Feng Xie's eyes were full of arrogance, and then he waved his hand, and a long knife appeared above his head!
I saw the long knife spinning in a circle above, and then with a "clang" sound, it was inserted straight into the ground!
He suddenly jumped up in the air, "Gravity Bull!"
The long knife struck down on the head, with endless killing intent.
If he were hit by this move, he would probably be split in half on the spot! It was with this move that Feng Xie climbed into the eleventh place in the rankings.
"Okay, come on!"
"Kill him!"
There was a roar in the audience, but unexpectedly, the next second, something incredible happened.
Where Ling Xuewei was originally, she suddenly disappeared.
Ling Xuewei suddenly disappeared from the field.
It really disappeared.
The long knife cut into the air, Feng Xie frowned and looked around, disappearing? A blind trick, right?
"Summoning!"
A little below the feet, a five-star array appeared, and a seven-spirited rat appeared and started sniffing around the field.
Suddenly, a sharp scream came from somewhere!
And the direction he was facing was right behind him!
Oops!
Feng Xie suddenly shuddered, and when he turned around, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in the back of his neck!
Bang!
In an instant, his limbs lost all mobility, and his whole body collapsed to the ground like mud!
The fallen appearance was exactly the same as the rhinoceros before!
There was a moment of dead silence.
The referee was stunned until Ling Xuewei glanced at him and said, "Don't call the count?"
The referee swallowed hard, came forward, and started counting.
He had tried to delay it as long as possible. In just ten seconds, he had delayed it for nearly thirty seconds! But the people on the ground still didn't get up!
The referee came forward to take a look and found that the man had completely passed out!
Honey, something big has happened now.
"The game... is over, the winner is Ye Qi."
The scene was dead silent.
"Impossible! How is this possible?!"
The audience was in an uproar.
"How could this happen?"
"That's Feng Xie! How could he be knocked unconscious so easily?"
"Didn't you notice? This kid uses the same move as the last one!"
"This kid is so weird! His movement skills are weird, and his cultivation is bottomless! I think he will definitely be a dark horse in the recent competition..."
…
Bang!
Owner Xia crushed the wine glass directly, his face turned livid.
He suddenly stood up and kicked the table in front of him, "What? Where is the referee? How did he make the decision? Why did he fall down for no reason? Did the opponent play some trick?"
The smart ones around him immediately agreed, "So...it seems that something has been wrong with Mr. Feng since before the game. He seems to be feeling very uncomfortable."
"Yes, I also discovered it...could it be that someone was plotting something secretly for today's game..."
He looked at Ling Xuewei on the stage and meant something.
Everyone outside the field cast their gaze over.
Ling Xuewei raised her eyebrows.
Hey, here again?
Before she could react, Chai Song took the lead and said, "What does Master Xia mean by this? Everyone is sharp-eyed. Feng Xie was always in good condition during the competition. His performance was extraordinary. How could he be injured?"
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"Is it because you can't afford to lose?"
But there are only a few people like Chai Song who really dare to speak for Ling Xuewei.
After all, in the arena, newcomers generally want to be suppressed, unless they have a special background or have joined certain forces. But Ling Xuewei did not like either, and she was beaten hard twice in a row.
How could he endure it if he hurt the owner of Xia Farm?
"Yes! He must have used some despicable means!"
"Master Feng is not dead, is he?"
"That's hard to say! This kid's methods are weird. Maybe he's not so kind and wants to take advantage of the situation... huh?"
Little did he know that halfway through his words, he was slapped in the face again.
Feng Xie, who was still unconscious on the field, suddenly moved and then woke up.
After he opened his eyes, he was a little confused for a moment.
When he suddenly met Ling Xuewei's half-smiling eyes, he immediately thought of what happened before he fell into coma...
"I'll kill you, bastard!"
Feng Xie suddenly jumped up and rushed over!
The force was such that the face of the person who was said to be dead just now was swollen.
Ling Xuewei turned sideways and avoided the attack. He was about to pounce on him again, but was kicked away by Ling Xuewei and hit the wall hard!
A hole was deeply embedded in the heavy iron wall, and Feng Xie fainted again.
Everyone, "..."
No one knows Ling Xuewei's strength. With her current strength, not to mention one Feng Xie, even ten more can be defeated in an instant!
Ling Xuewei didn't hit hard before, just because she didn't want people to see her strength. Now...since the other party is pressing harder, she doesn't need to be polite.
"You...this..."
The referee was dumbfounded.
Everyone present was dumbfounded.
"presumptuous!"
"Hahaha……"
A sudden burst of laughter interrupted Mr. Xia's frustration.
President Jin touched Maitreya Buddha's belly and said, "This little brother is quite interesting. Why should the owner of Xia Field be angry? In my opinion, Feng Xie was very well. Didn't you see what he did just now? Doesn't it look like he was injured?"
If you lose, you lose. I don’t think the owner of Xia Arena will get into trouble because of such a trivial matter, right? After all, you just said that arena events are the most fair and just..."
Chairman Kim emphasized the last few words in particular, and the meaning is self-evident.
Between the lines, there is a hint of maintenance.
This made the owner of Xia field look even more gloomy.
"Could it be that Chairman Kim wants to favor him?"
"I can't say it's partiality, but I do have some appreciation."
This statement obviously contains some solicitation meaning.
If it were anyone else, Master Xia would naturally not be so polite. But this damn fat guy... he still has to be a little wary.
What's more, now is not the time to break up with the other party.
It's not worth it for a Feng Xie.
Owner Xia laughed angrily, and his tone suddenly softened, "President Jin has said so, so of course this owner will give you this face."
"Thank you very much."
The two of them were showing false politeness. The host Xia waved his hand downwards, and the referee immediately understood what he meant, "Winner, Ye Qi."
Amid a flurry of discussion, Ling Xuewei walked off the stage expressionlessly.
"Son."
Qingwu stepped forward and Ling Xuewei nodded to him.
"Come on next game."
Next, it’s Qingwu’s game.
But the atmosphere at the scene did not calm down for a long time.
From a distance, someone helped Feng Xie down from the wall and quickly carried him away.
A lot of eyes fell on Ling Xuewei's side, and one of them was suspicious.
Ling Xuewei raised her eyes and met the cold gaze of the owner of Xia.
Her expression was extremely calm, and she didn't even make any waves.
The owner of Xia Field House flashed a sinister look in his eyes, and then he looked away.
He raised his head and took a sip of wine, waved to the person next to him, gave a few instructions, and the person quickly left.
"The owner of the summer field is very busy?"
"President Jin is joking. When it comes to managing everything, it still belongs to you."
The two of them exchanged tit-for-tat words with a touch of provocation.
I saw the man get off the stage, walk directly to Zhu Ce, and whisper a few words in his ear.